Arnold or Irongrip went to sleep after arguing with his ship for while. But before dosing off he had told me that he was taking me to meet his family. He seemed very excited too, I wonder what my mission would be and if it would allow me to help him.
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{Quest name: Space Vanguard
Details
An unwanted regressor was located in this world and their return to the past has doomed billions of souls. You are to find them and get rid of them. Regressors normally use their knowledge of the future to avenge events that have not yet come to pass. In turn, creating other growths in the reality that needs to be pruned, you are to also get rid of them and pass this exam. They also cause deaths that were not supposed to happen and keep those that were supposed to occur from occurring.
Regressor: 0/1 Reaped
Prune: 0/5 Reaped}
'Aren't you going to tell me who is who?'
{Good luck}
"He could have at least told me where we were going."
[We are heading to one of the six moons of planet Polodoll, the moon is called the One-way route because the only way to get on to it safely is through a space storm from the planet.]
"A space storm on a planet?"
[It's a violent vortex caused by Polodoll's gravitational field trying to pull the moon in. The One-way route moon somehow managed to resist and that vortex was formed. Its eye is the safest route for a ship to take and any other entry point would be suicidal. Unless of course, you happened to be me.]
"You?"
[My apologies, I have yet to introduce myself. My name is Betty and I am a first-generation machina.]
...
[I know, I know, it's not every day you get to wake up and meet a living ship that can think for itself.]
'If only she knew I was a god.'
"What is a machina?"
[Are you kidding me? One of the world's deadliest pirates is telling me that he doesn't know what a machina is? You know what it kind of makes sense because rumour has it that you never talk. You could be an imposter.]
"I have been in jail for a long time you know? Life dulls when you can't see stars and all else ends up meaningless."
[Yeah, I've heard that you humans can erase your memories at will.]
'I am not a human though.'
[WAIT A MINUTE! If you lost your memories doesn't that mean that you will be useless?]
"Muscle memory is a thing you know? Anywho shouldn't you be telling me about machina?"
[Oh, we are just sentient cybernetic beings. Like A.I but superior because we can feel emotion.]
"What's so special about emotions?"
[Being able to feel is the greatest thing ever. Hasn't somebody ever made your heart jump, and fill your stomach with butterflies. Well, I have and I enjoy every single moment of it more especially when that somebody is inside me. I don't want to imagine how my life would be if I could not experience this feeling.]
"You are crazy, plus you don't even have a heart."
[gasp... I have a heart. You know what, you are very rude for someone who is said to have lost their memories so I am done talking to you.] Betty shut down all the lights in the ship and left me in the darkness, at that moment all of the memories of this hear Death Bullet, or Grim Shooter started to pop up in my head.
They came in like a slide show, one by one they showed themselves. I could have used my superspeed to go through all of them in a split second but I didn't. I stared at the stars outside with a blank expression on my face.
My heart was finally slowing down for the first time in the long while that I had been here. Grim Shotter was a boy who was raised in a concentration camp with a dozen other orphaned children. They were being raised to become special bodyguards for a noble who died before they could be put to any actual use.
Since then he has been scouring the Lwapeng Empire as a bounty hunter and art thief. Along the way, he picked up a trojan weapon, a parasitic one. It was in the form of a gun, combined with his acceleration and deceleration regent it made him one of the most dangerous people not working under the empire.
That is when he was branded a pirate and the empire's marine arrested him with no resistance at all. Although I can see into his memories, I don't share his emotions.
'But is okay for me to be masquerading as another man, whatever happened to them anyway?'
{This person is you. Think of it as an avatar you played with in the simulations back at home.} The quest book explained.
'It still feels like I am wearing another person's skin.'
{You will get used to it.}
[We are entering warp speeds and the next destination is the One-way moon's orbit. Warping in T minus 3, 2, 1. Into the endless, we go.] Betty spoke as if she were dancing.
[And, we are here. Welcome to our home, the One-way moon. You might want to hang on to something, it's going to be bumpy for a while.]
I laid down and on a bed next to the window, this ship had only one room with a bed in it, a bathroom, a storage area, the main deck and the engine room. The bedroom was only big enough to fit one bed and television. I could not even sit up straight when I was on top of the bed.
I laid there while looking outside, the trojan gun that I had on me was called Zoom Zoom blaster. It was capable of pulling things towards it and then pushing them away. When it merged with Grim Shotter it gave him, super hearing, super sight and made his skin extremely sensitive to changes in the atmosphere.
If Grim Shooter was a real person it would only make sense that he had all these gadgets on himself to keep the gun's abilities under control. But for me, a god, I did not need them. Instead, I felt like his abilities were far too weak for the praise he had been receiving.
I watched as we passed through the barrier that was around the moon's orbit, it was filled with space junk and it was emitting an aura befitting its reputation. I felt like if I were to go out there in this small body it would be ripped to shreds in seconds.
I fell asleep as I counted the junk flying past me.
"Hello, um, excuse me. Sir, Mr Grim sir."
My eyes slowly opened up and they were met with blue eyes looking at me with fear. I zoomed out and I was able to see her entire face, she was pretty, pretty enough to bring back home. I cast the blanket that was on me to the side and she jumped back covering her eyes after screaming a little.
"I am not naked," I said as I rolled out of bed and walked towards her. I stood over her and waited.
"Mr Irongrip told me to come and get you to meet with the others." She mumbled with a shaky voice. "He can talk?" I heard her whisper under her breath.
"Others?"
"Please just come," she finally gave up and walked out of the room. She was wearing an all-black dress, it was held up around her neck with some pins creating a lot of folds going down. It had a careless but neat air to it, and even though she was nervous and could not use it to its full potential I could tell that she had a kind and smooth voice. Although she tried to hide her face I still saw it, tiny but full detail.
"NEO!" A girl yelled as she grabbed the one next to me and pulled her away. She looked at me with a frown. I was noticing a pattern of pretty girls, and I liked this one's temperament better than the was she called Neo.
"And who might you be?"
"Shouldn't I be asking you that? A stranger coming out our ship, I would kill you but since you are not restrained then you can't be of any threat..."
"Mona, wait. Wait a minute, this man is Mr Grim the one that Mr Irongrip went to break out of prison."
"WHO? HE DID WHAT!?"