"The object," Anita began, her tone serious as she scrutinized the spherical puzzle. "Unlike most puzzles that have a linear path to solving, this one might require thinking in loops, recursion, or using counterintuitive moves. We don't need to move it like a cube."
"It already isn't moving like a cube, How should we go about it, then?" Luca asked, repositioning his body to get a better angle on the enigmatic object.
They all seemed incredulously invested in solving the puzzle, their focus so intense it caught Freya's attention from across the room.
"That looks hard," Freya commented, tilting her head as she tried to make sense of the shape-shifting object.
"Why does it spin like that? It's a sphere, then a cube… like, pick a side! Hahahah! Anyway, how does it work like that?"
"Multi-dimensionality," Luca replied simply, though his eyes remained locked on Anita as she continued to speak.
"It uses Rasvian energy, more specifically Genesis," Anita explained, her voice steady as she examined the object. "That means…"
"The entire shape is a puzzle," Lydia interjected, sighing deeply as the realization hit her. She hadn't expected it to be this hard.
"But it also means there's a puzzle using the Genesis that has to be broken," Luca added, his gaze sharpening as he studied the spherical object.
"It should be inside, but not inside in the literal sense—inside metaphorically. Rasvian energy exists equally so…"
"Unbalance it," Lydia suggested, regaining her composure as she pieced together the logic. "To differentiate it from the outside, that should be the only viable answer."
"Exactly," Anita confirmed, a hint of relief in her voice. It already seemed like they'd made progress by figuring out the Rasvian puzzle that held the entire structure together.
"Inti Yupanqui," Lydia called out, her voice carrying a tone of urgency.
"Yes?" he replied, turning his gaze from the children to the three who, unlike every other head in the room, were entirely focused on the object.
"Could you amplify this for me?" Lydia asked, handing the object over to him.
"Sure," he replied, his armor creasing as he turned. His hands glowed slightly as he amplified the Rasvian energy in object.
It began to glow faintly with a blue light but didn't move. Inti tried again, attempting to amplify the Rasvian energy within.
"It can't be amplified… It's already amplified?" Inti said, his brow furrowing in confusion. "Sorry, the object is irregular."
He handed it back, turning back to the heirs. Luca accepted it, a look of determination on his face.
"Luca… where did you get the object again?" Anita asked, her eyes narrowing.
"Rolls-worth. Where else?"
"Oh, okay… because…" Anita's voice trailed off as she gestured to the object. The shapes were changing again—from a sphere to a cube, then a triangle, a rectangle, and finally, a cup.
"That's definitely stage two," Luca muttered, unable to contain his excitement as the object continued to morph in his hands. unlike before where it morphs to fit each turn, it changes shapes regardless.
"Or it adapted and became more complex, like my theory," Anita said, her tone carrying a mix of frustration and intrigue.
"We won't find out unless we try," Luca replied, his eyes narrowing as he braced himself for the next challenge.
Anita glanced at Luca, noticing the tension in his hands as he held the object. "You've got this," she said, her voice steady, trying to instill confidence.
"Remember, the whole point is to think differently. Don't follow the rules—break them."
It was at this moment that Itami's turn arrived. He stood, shirtless as always, and uttered, "Itami Takashiro," before starting to float. The tension in the room thickened
"Luca, hold the object. The holes are still there, meaning inserting like earlier is the next move," Lydia instructed.
Luca nodded, inserting both of his fingers into the holes, trying to decipher the object's contents.
He could feel the Rasvian energy pulsing within, shifting unpredictably. It was like trying to grasp smoke—tangible yet elusive.
"Multi-dimensional thinking time," Luca muttered to himself smiling a bit, trying his best to envision the ever-changing interior of the object. He needed to understand its essence, its core.
"try to Balance it now…" Anita said slowly, her and Lydia's eyes locked on Luca as he drove his fingers deeper into the mechanism.
"Balance it? How—" Luca began, but before he could finish, another beep sounded, signaling the start of the third stage.
"The manual said stage four ends it," Lydia noted, quickly pulling out her phone to search for more information. "Also, a new era is out. The theme is sci-fi, and it focuses on puzzle-solving."
Luca chuckled despite the pressure. "Ironic."
He tried his best to concentrate, his mind a whirlwind of possibilities. The object's complexity was staggering; it was as if it held an infinite number of potential solutions, each one more intricate than the last.
"After balancing it… it's stable now, I mean… now what?" Luca asked, his voice betraying his confusion.
"I have no idea, but—" Anita began, but before she could finish, the object returned to its original state.
"Did it just reset? Meaning it's getting more complex? That means the former method won't work, any new idea you all, this object is truly amazing" Lydia asked, unable to contain her laughter. The absurdity of the situation was almost too much.
"It should be doable now… easily, even, like you said earlier, it should.. use the former as a foundation" Anita said, though there was a hint of doubt in her voice.
They had come so far, yet the puzzle seemed to be mocking their efforts, always one step ahead.
"Ill need to get one myself Rolls-worth just got upped to first in my list" Lydia says smiling a bit, she can't wait to do business with now
Luca stared at the object, his mind racing. Every twist and turn had led them back to the beginning, but with each reset, the puzzle grew more intricate. It was a battle of wits, a challenge that demanded nothing less than perfection.
"I didn't solve it?" He says slowly.. he's in disbelief
"Trysson Is a huge boy Titus" ashur says to someone who is also huge but incomparable to Trysson,
"We are huge when we are little, maybe it was to evade the demons by growing faster back in my city or the less know stereotype we mated with the Seraphiel" he reply back
Trysson's father embodies a striking blend of ancient might and subtle modernity. His tunic, while crafted from thick, rough-spun cloth in deep, earthy tones, features sleek, reinforced stitching that hints at advanced tailoring techniques.
[he has no sleeve, so muscle!]
The wide leather belt at his waist, adorned with iron studs and etched symbols of ancient power, also holds a sleek holigra device, seamlessly integrated into the rugged design.
The cloak draped over his broad shoulders is still fashioned from the hide of a colossal beast, Beneath the cloak, subtle lines of light trace the seams of his tunic, a nod to the modern world he inhabits
His boots are thick, almost crude in their design, but reinforced with modern materials, providing both durability and a surprising lightness.