When my family did ehe hospital room (me being far too caught up in my thoughts) I almost ended up not notig them looking at me with worry clear on all of their faces. Although Alexis was the odd o - she was staring at my forehead. Specifically where that pink gem fortably sat. Then again; not even I uood what that crystal was even there for. For me it had always just been there.She had also seen it enough, so it was quite fusing why her mind would be so focused on it at seemingly random, yet I was not too bothered by her being a little weird. I have lived with her long enough to know that this little sister of mine was abnormal. Not as if I could particurly pin about that; it would be quite hypocritical.Regardless - my focus was more on the words of that (literally) little monk - I indeed o get stronger faster if any random human could potentially put a piece of lead in my head. Teological progress was good and all. However, I believed I had been too x when it came to taking advantage of not only the system but my powerful race as well.There was no doubt that I was certainly a desdent of a very powerful spirit and that only ated for one half of my racial makeup. It was clear, even if redacted, there were two powerful bloodlines being pumped through my spiritual arteries. Else there would simply just be the single [REDACTED] in Big B.Although it was impossible to know both… At least one had to do with spirits hence my race; that being the case it only made sense I should have put more effort into that. My initial excuse was not having seen any other spirits which I could use as a point of referehat could be called a lie now that I had been on that crazy train. There were plenty of different elements buzzing around in there. In addition, there was the possibility that the psychologist was also a spirit of far greater proportions, I now uood what posed of the spirit which meant I should be able to manipute my own form to some exte-“Are you listening?” A rather grumpy but worried daddy broke me out of my introspe. Looking toward him - as well as the rest of my family in this life - showed they were all looking at me with narrowed eyes that attempted to look intimidating. Unfortunately for them; it only revealed their worry.Albeit, it would be uncouth to call them out for such, I thus only lowered my head submissively as to accept any tirade they wished to forto my cute little head. “You better listen to this time - I am not joking with you Armor! Seeing you try to use that energy shield of yours, I decided to look into it, only to see that it had not evehrough alpha testing. What you threw down ended up being nothing but a hypothesis. I would like to know what your pn was, should that have failed and you ended up being shot along with your sister!”Daddy crossed his arms over his chest - utilising his height to its fullest - t over my little frame that was huddled under my b. “It is not my fault, I would have preferred pushing her over but she was too freakishly strong, I had no choice but to risk using i-it…” I found myself stumbling over my words - not due to any shame or embarrassment - I was far from being timid. Instead it was because I found my head stist peaking around the er of the door; having his head horizontal with his fingers ed around the frame.Even though I knew Doctor Samatha (said head stist) was a bit “different”… It was hard not to be agaust upon seeing him spying in my private hospital room like some kind of perverse staker. Thankfully I wasn’t totally disbobuted. I was quite used to him by now. Still, I signalled for him to enter with my hand, he rushed in as soon as he was given the ce.Ign my siblings & parents to look toward me with shining eyes. “So you tried out the hard light shield in the field, have anything to say, any pints about its usage since I have not had the ce to see the footage in full detail. We only mao get a still image due to some legal issues with the cht but I saw the shield flickering, right?” “Hmm i was very faulty. The way I see it, there _ pusible reasons for the fw I witness, the most problematic issue would be that the battery has issues delivering enough energy quickly enough. This would expin the flickering effect that we saw - at the same time we would o increase the size of the device thus redug portability.” “That would indeed be a problem…” So he said, getting a notepad out from somewhere, beginning to jot down some hasty notes with the excitement only a child could have.“Another issue would be with the software which would be quite discerting on my part. It could be a syntax issue, which wouldn’t be as bad, but unfortunately I find that to be rather unlikely as I would expect it to simply not work. Does not remove the possibility as it could be with the loop. My uess would be the parameter passing is at fault which would require us to b through the code to-” “Armor-Cordis Porshi…” Mother’s cold voice caused my entire body to freeze up - like a tube yoghurt that was actally pced into the freezer.Turning to look toward her revealed a pair of cold eyes that were only beaten by an even more terrifying smile which she sported calmly. I knew I was in trouble and looking at my siblings, who refused to meet my gaze, showed no way to escape from this ic horror. “While it pleases me to have such a hardw daughter, I ot say in good faith that I enjoy watg you work, after all you are currently on your hospital bed at the moment.”“Yes mother…” Before things could get worse I decided to pull my ultimate move; presenting my mother with a pair of big teary eyes. It was best to use my right to remain silent. o worsen my situation by ing up with some half baked excuse that will only ahe monster in front of me.Thankfully she seemed to calm down a little while that useless stist of mine was too busy hiding behind a wardrobe to be of any help.I really am going to work him to death if I get out of this.Deg to push my luck a little, as well as letting my curiosity get ahead of my danger sense, I couldn’t help speaking up. Hoping that the appeased expression that mother was dispying was indeed a truthful visualisation of her feelings right now. “So… What happeo the shooter?” Thankfully mother didn’t make any more moves; seemingly having beeed enough by my trump card thus letti out a breath I didn’t even know I held. Especially since I didn’t o breathe.“They ended up catg him although there was no way for him to escape in the first pce…” Brother looked rather… flicted upon saying that. There was the obvious hatred he held for someone who nearly killed his little sisters - still there was also obvious fusion. This obviously left me also quite fused sihey had apparently caught who they were meant to catch acc to him.Although, based on his exact words, it likely had something to do with his supposed inability to escape which was certainly strange. Fortunately daddy didn’t see a reason to keep me in the dark. “When the Ameri w enfort arrived they found him with disabled legs; judged to be through pletely natural causes. sidering they found him on top of a building that led to some questions of how he got up there in the first pot helped by the fact that he was i…”“Something about this seems eerie… Perce, could we request an interview with him, even if he could not be coherent we may be able to uand something if we see him” A reasonable request however it was met by a shaked head. Something about “Ameri red tape” making it difficult to see behind any curtains they wao be pced up.Would not surprise me if this guy was not the criminal but just some poor minority they wao use as the fall guy… It is a very Ameri cept after all.Say, Big B, could I possibly…?

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  << {mission}.[Ameri Justice Or Loomih?] For {user}.[Armor-Cordis Mantis] >>

  << {mission.description}.[There was an attempt on Alexis Porshi’s little life and the Ameri authorities say they have judged they have found the correct suspect. Only problem is that they will not let anyone else see him. In addition, what little information you could gather, has informed you that the supposed suspect is someone who should be incapable of perf the act resulting in nothing adding up… Maybe there is something else going on?]

  {mission.goal}.[Find The Suspect But Do Not Let Law Enfort Link This To The Porsh

  {reacket}.[+5 Lvl, Spiritual Arts Basics, +Fortify [REDACTED]] >>

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  I am certainly happy with what is being preseo me but, at the same time, I ot help feeling like this is more akin to repairs than rewards… What else could that mystery fortification be for - other than what had apparently caused me to colpse on the ground. The mystery element in this pie that caught the attention of those two powerful figures.Either way; this made it obvious what I o do…

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  *ヨ尺ヨヨ~廾丹山*Rain fell down as a drunken man stumbled out of the federal building he once called his work pce; a bottle leaving his hand to shatter against the reinforced gss of the building as he turned. Letting an endless list of profanities leave his mouth as he walked backwards. Clearly not allowing a single gripe with the anisation goes by.Not notig the static slowly building in his ears.His rage wasn’t surprising since he had just been fired a few days earlier - that result also wasn’t surprising since a member of one of the wealthiest families nearly ended up on his watch. How was he supposed to expeeone would actually try to assassinate a little German girl? He had been helping protect real Ameri’s for over 20 years (in other words the wealthy) so why should he be fired over the near-death experience of some girl from that shitty empire.While bag up he eventually bumped into someone, or something, causing him to stumble forward before shing out backwards having found a living target for his furry.“WATCH WHERE Y- W-WHAT THE F-!” At first his voice was filled with anger yet wheurned around he was overe by a sense of deep seated fear. Even his vision was filled with static - as if he was looking at it through an old monitor from the 20th tury - adding to the uling feeling that was born deep ihe core of his being.Like his whole body was immersed in ah, all heat he previously felt from his alcohol fueled rage calmed pletely, being filled with an uainty & instinctual nervousness. Meeting with a figure that towered over him by a good few feet. Yet there was no sight of their legs as a long hooded cloak fell across their entire figure; however this was no normal cloak.Like darkness & disruption given form - a fiery form that seemed to billow with cold winds that weren’t previously there - the cloak obscured nearly everything about them. That was except for a few more traits that revealed the figure to be anything but human.His eyes only barely mao reach their ribcage; the only problem being that their bare white ribcage actually jutted out from the shadowy mahat ribcage didn’t even appear to have anything but abyssal bess behind it - being far rger than any human could possibly have had. A thought reinforced wheurned his gaze to look up at the hooded figures visage… Or rather the ck of one.A elongated skull like that of a deer, along with two long crooked ahat proudly poiowards the heavens as if taunting them to strike them down, only with three eye holes instead of one. Within those holes were small crimson lights (more akin to drops of shimmering blood) silently flickered like fmes.It did not eve him tinue screaming out as a long (unnaturally white) arm exited from the cloak to slowly press one of their elongated, cw-like, fingers pressed softly against his lips.“己廾廾廾.”That inhuman voice trasted the soft cold-dead fiip; feeling as if it pressed a little more he may just pop despite the ck of strength behind the digit.No matter how much he wished to beg for help, the monster seemingly stole everength in his body made to resist torture, causing him to colpse on the floor. Only able to silently look toward the figure as it silently looked away from him. Almost as if he was not even worth the effort it would take to kill - although such thoughts quickly vacated his mind when another arm came out holding some kind of hand scythe attached to its rope.It was that day he believed he met death.