Fucked Up Machines [Job/Solo]

OOC: Splitting up the word count into 30 posts with 500 words each.

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For a change, Lynn decided to take this job on her own. It had to do with some Russian names and machines, but she did not care at all. All she cared for was now was to do a job alone in peace. For the past few months, she had been going on job after job with strangers from all sorts of guilds all around Fiore, it started to get on her nerves. All of the people she took jobs with became her friends of course, there was nothing wrong with them but to work with someone, there was a chance of having conflicting ideas and the fact that you would have to negotiate with them to come up with an ultimate solution was starting to annoy her, not that any of the people she had done jobs with had ideas that were super conflicting with hers, none that she could not negotiate with to get an ultimate solution out of. It was a good thing to have two minds working on the same thing, she believed that, but then if both minds were dull, there was no point. Again, there was no real situation she had been in in which both hers and her partner’s minds were dull enough to not be able to think of a way to tackle the job. Then again, there was a case in which her mind was the dull one, or the other way around. This was not the biggest problem however, anyway.

The biggest problem was when the other person was trying to do everything on their own, or not do anything at all in the job. She was not going to point fingers. The fact that she was ranting in her mind was not because she was mad at someone or she was directly pissed at someone she had done a job with, but because of the fact that she had found these faults in taking jobs with other people. She was clearly not complaining. Her mind was just going on and on about this because she evidently had nothing to do or think about, other than the job that she was about to take today. It had to do with Russian names and probably Russian made robots. Lynn had never encountered Russian people in her life, but that one person called Anastasia Isayev which had a very Russian name. Come to think of it, did the job not mention someone with the name ‘Isayev’ too? Or was she just mistaking names now. Apparently it was not a person with the name. It was the name of an industry, namely Isayev Heavy Industries. She liked the sound of that. ‘Heavy’. But that all made sense now. The reason that Ana was heavy in that job so Taliya had to take breaks carrying her around? Or that was why Lynn thought she took breaks to carry her around? What random guesses. Lynn shook her head as she folded the job paper away.

Wondering if she should bring Zlatan with her, the Ice Dragon Slayer made breakfast for herself. She had picked up the job paper from the request board the night before, and of course nighttime was not the best time to take jobs, especially ones that involved giant tech beasts and a thousand other little machines that would annihilate you with probably laser beams that shot out of what would have been their eyes if they were animals. Sighing, she looked over at the winged lion who had his wings folded since he was still enjoying his few hours of sleep. Zlatan did not sleep much. He slept four hours at most and the only time she had ever seen him sleep that much was that one time they returned from one of the most tiring and probably the hardest job they had tackled. She wondered if this job might drain him to the point of having four hours of sleep again. Probably not. Lynn was stronger than she was before, and that meant she would not allow him to do much of the work. She was probably going to do three quarters of the job now since she was full of energy after having like seven hours of sleep last night and also about to have a big meal for breakfast since she imagined there would be no time for lunch in between fighting the machines. The problem was, she was not exactly sure how she was going to destroy the machines. Freeze them inside out? They were not human, so she wondered how that would work out for them.

Breakfast for both her and Zlatan was ready. Fried good stuff for herself and a whole chicken - raw - for Zlatan. “Hey Zlatan! Get up! Time for breakfast and after that we’re going to the canyon place for a job,” she told him, and tossed the chicken towards him. The lazy lion only raised his head and turned towards her, catching the chicken with his mouth as she began to eat it, taking out the bones and gobbling it down in no time, while Lynn started to eat her own breakfast, consuming piece by piece of the breakfast she made for herself that could feed an army. Yes, even though she looked super fit and everything, her meals consisted of a lot of carbs. All that weight was lost when she went on jobs and stuff though, and since she had some sort of workout routine that she followed on days she did not go on jobs, or the days she went on jobs that were not in the morning because she usually went on jobs in the morning. However, there were times she went around the time of noon, and sometimes, although seldom, she went in the afternoon, like past three in the afternoon. Zlatan was already done with his meal when Lynn was just halfway, licking his paws and the corners of his lips as he stood on his legs and shook his mane.

“Wait. I still haven’t finished my breakfast,” Lynn said through a mouthful of food. Now it looked like Zlatan was even more enthused about the job than she was, now that he was fully awake and full. Grunting as if to complain that she was taking long, Zlatan sat back down, placing one paw on the back of another as he pretended to be patient while waiting for Lynn. The Ice Dragon Slayer gave him a wink as she kept eating, making sure she was not over stuffing herself because if she did that she would probably fall back asleep on Zlatan’s back on their way to the canyon. She could not have that. She needed to be active and ready to face anything and everything she would face down in the ‘mysterious’ canyon. Speaking of, she had never been to the canyon ever in her life. Maybe she had, but if she had then she had totally forgotten already. But she was sure she never had. Zlatan’s mind said otherwise though. He already had that part of the continent already in his memory, which meant that they had been there. Otherwise it would mean that Zlatan went on a solo adventure without her to the canyon, and that was highly unlikely. Zlatan liked to be around his mistress at all times, so if you did not see him near her, that meant she really, really had to convince him that she was going to a safe place for him to stay back. Even then, he would stay up all night if he had to to wait for his mistress’s return, if she was out late at a bar or partying with her friends.

Once she was done eating, she kept the plates and stuff away, cleaning up what she could before she left her chamber. She was wearing a nice tight outfit that allowed to move easily and smoothly in battle. She liked how it was not so heavy like the usual armor outfit she wore. So with the lightweight outfit, it would be easier to move in and out of battle when she face the mechanical disaster that she imagined would be incredibly slow, but who knew? She had not read the part about the enemy in the job paper, so she could not really tell its abilities. She was just guessing from what she knew about machines, they were usually slow, at least slower than humans, unless they were made to be fast. However, Lynn had never seen a machine that was made to be fast, but faster than humans. Unless of course, the human was really slow and stupid. In the case like that of Lynn’s the machine would most likely lose to her speed. She was trained really hard there was no way she could lose to something that another human created. What could it possibly be better at than her? This got her thinking for a moment, since she was kind of lazy to read the job paper now.

Technology was improving so much these days she could not catch up with what was going on around the world or even in Fiore. In fact, she did not even own an ‘iLac’ that allowed for communicating. A lacrima device that could be used to call up your friends or something. It was pretty popular these days, especially with the younger mages who liked to be up to date with everything, especially technology since it was advancing these days at a rapid rate what with the new stuff like iLacs and all. She wondered what else they might create soon. A detector to find if there were dark mages or entities lurking? A device to store the map of the entire continent? Those would be very useful, in fact, they would be most useful to mages who did not have companions like Zlatan who had maps installed to his very own mind and could take Lynn pretty much everywhere around the continent. Fiore was just a tiny thing compared to the entire map he had in his head. In fact, he might still have some fragments of the map of Fismuth, or a roughly drawn map of the Void that he was in when Lynn found him, though a void is not really a place you could draw a map out of. You could only tell what existed in which corner. Then again, who knew? Maybe there was an island in the Void, a landform, a country, a continent, a planet? The part that Lynn passed though, however, was a very void part of the Void. There was nothing there other than the kitten that was floating around that she took under her care then.

Locking up her bedchamber from inside, since she usually left from the platform outside her window, the Ice Dragon Slayer climbed out of the window onto said platform, locking her window as well with a lock made out of ice. She usually did that nowadays since she could not trust anyone. It was not because of an experience in which she trusted someone but they betrayed her or whatever, it was more because she was starting to learn about people in the outside world and how wicked some people can be, hearing other people’s experiences and especially reading the news. So many people are into committing crime these days it looked like a hobby now. All of them came from someone trusting someone more than they should have and the trusted person betraying the person who entrusted them with something valuable. So you could see how much trust could do to you. Being insecure and paranoid was not exactly going to help either. She just needed to be cautious when dealing with people, especially strangers. You never know who is going to backstab you in the end even if you thought they were the most trustworthy person you could find in your life. Humans were very good at deceiving, Lynn knew that from the start.

Talking about deception, this was not something Lynn had not stumbled upon in her life. A lot of people she met in her jobs were very deceptive, lying, manipulating things. She would never imagine herself being that way. Even though she had a habit of killing people unnecessarily, even though they were bad people since the beginning and she was doing the government a favor by wiping them out of the game, she would never do something like lying or manipulating. Lying, because she had never done it in her life before, other than lying for a positive outcome like for example if someone did their hair and it was still a messy nest but they tried so hard for it to be that way and they wanted to know Lynn’s opinion on it, she would totally say that it looked good, just to make them happy. Even if it was lying, it was always to make people better or have a positive outcome. Lynn never lied for her own benefits or anything of the sort. Now about manipulating, she could never imagine doing something so wicked. She had seen people manipulating other people, and the poor people who were being manipulated, but she could never help them because once you were in that role, there was a high chance of not going back. She pitied them in fact. It was a situation she would never let herself get tangled in, especially because she had many goals and objectives in her life that she could not afford to lose because of someone who did not like her or wanted her to be in deep trouble.

Lynn balanced herself on top of the winged beast, and once she was satisfied, she ordered him to start flying towards the Mysterious Canyon in which she would be facing off the mechanical giant of the Isayev Industries. Come to think of it, was Ana part of the creation of this machine? Since she was a requip user who had mecha suits...she wondered if the blonde was in fact going to part of this job? Was she going to meet her? Well it would be nice if she met her, they could do this together and all, but that was not the point of her going on a solo job so she hoped that no one else was going to be there in the canyon when she and Zlatan landed. For a moment she thought that they were going in the wrong direction, but who knew where exactly the ‘mysterious’ canyon was. It was oh so mysterious, you could tell from the very fabulous name it was given. But she trusted Zlatan who had claimed to know where the canyon was, so there was no reason for her to doubt that they were going in the right direction. In fact, Zlatan was not even hesitating or moving slowly out of uncertainty. He seemed very sure of where he was going it felt like they were drawn towards a magnet.

So then they were soaring above whatever towns and landforms that were beneath them. Lynn thought she saw some kind of a park down below as they flew past, some kind of an amusement park. Could they be passing by one of the big towns? The big towns were Magnolia Town, Hargeon Town, Clover Town, Shirotsume, Hosenka Town, Era and most important of all, the capital Crocus. They probably housed the most population of Fiore. However they were not the only towns that housed Fiore’s population. There were other towns like Bosco and whatnot, but Lynn was barely ever in any of those towns. None of the jobs she took were in those towns. As a matter of fact, she did not think many of her jobs were in the big towns as well. They were usually in those landforms, oh god especially the Spooky Forest. She could not even count how many times she had been in that place, the forest that was supposedly haunted but she was never scare whenever she went there. In fact, she was more focused on the job, too focused she could not even care if there were ghosts wrapping their arms around her head or something. Barely any attention to anything but the job. Actually she was aware of the surroundings though. Everything was dirty in the Spooky Forest mainly because of how it was filled with dark entities that obviously did not do much cleaning and more polluting because obviously they were not the most hygienic ones.

Now they were going to a canyon, the sort of landform that would be dry and empty and probably sandy in some parts too. She knew that some canyons had rivers and stuff in it but the word ‘Mysterious’ in its name kind of made her think that it was probably going to be dryer than a dessert unless it rained there. Sometimes she wondered why dry places did not attract wet weather conditions, like rains. It was always sandstorms or strong winds and the like. She wondered if she might find cacti there. Evidently Lynn had no clue that canyons were not like desserts and they probably did not have cactus plants. They probably had other type of plants that survived in dry conditions. For the time being she could not picture what a canyon would look like in her mind, which was why sometimes she wished that Zlatan could send images or something through the telepathic link they shared. Sure they could communicate and he could probably describe canyons in words but that was boring. She actually wanted to see what it looked like. Sighing at these thoughts, Lynn leaned on the back of Zlatan’s neck, holding onto him as she flapped his large wings that made flap noises. If there was anything she could do to pass the time of flying all the way to the job location, she would very much appreciate receiving an idea from God or something. She could read the job paper, but she was lazy as fuck.

The job paper, that could actually help. She got bored to the point that she thought reading the job paper was actually going to help ease her mind of this boredom. The wind howled in her ears as she was kind of flying really fast through the air and people would probably just see them as a yellow bird or something because Zlatan had a yellow belly and they were flying quite high in the sky now, so with the large gap in the height they were flying and ground level, people were like dots and they would appear to look like a small yellow bird with white wings or something like that. Lynn stretched her arms, yawning a bit, then slapping her face as she realised she could not be sleepy right now. She needed to be wide awake and super active to fight the tech monster, she had to be fast to beat its speed that she imagined would be pretty slow especially if it was going to some gigantic thing. Bigger things were usually slower, unless they were being dropped from the sky, they would probably make you a microscopic layer of flattened bone and skin if they landed on you. The tech beast, on the other hand, was probably - most likely - not going to be dropping from great heights to fall onto her. So she did not have to worry much about becoming a human pancake. Unfolding the job paper, Lynn decided she would take one more look before she got there, just to know some things she should.

The name of the main enemy was a combination of random letters and numbers and the word ‘Tesseract’ so she imagined that the T word was probably the best way to address it, not like she needed to do much talking with it anyway, especially if it did not know how to talk. Machines did not talk unless they needed to, so she wondered if the Tesseract was able to talk. If it was made to kill and destroy everything in the first place then there was probably nothing that enabled speech installed into it. Now that she thought about it, she began to wonder if she could access the wires in its body easily and just snap them up to destroy it. It was probably not that easy because she would have to random freeze parts of its insides and break them up. If she hit the right wire then there was a chance of destroying it in one go right? She had to try that, even though she was not exactly sure how. She would probably have to randomly freeze water vapour and collect it around the wires or something. Well fuck that. She did not have to brainstorm right now, she could not bother to think too much. Her brain needed to function later when she met the enemy face to face, so it would be a good thing if she didn’t think much.

The mysterious canyon was unexpectedly far from where they left. It was somewhere in the South, she knew that bit because what is hot is in the South and what is cold is in the North, most of the time and she could count on that information in this situation because her instincts told her they were heading South. When she asked Zlatan to confirm this information, he agreed, making her slightly satisfied with her assumptions, lips opening up to display a set of pearly white teeth as she grinned, looking ahead of them, imagining a miniature canyon in the distance. Sand was a definite element of the canyon, what else could there be, she wondered. Rocks, dry and dusty looking rocks everywhere. But who knew right? What if it rained in the canyon? Then it was an insta win for her since machines did not work in water right? She really hoped it rained or something in the canyon flooded, like the river, for no reason at all, because it would help her with the job. Wicked thoughts. Easy money. Zlatan grunted at her thought. Apparently she had been opening her mind for him to read. That was not good. What if she was thinking of other things like lewd stuff? Zlatan was still her baby and that meant that she could not let her nasty thoughts ruin his innocence. She chuckled, petting him as she put up the walls in her mind now, Zlatan still making unsatisfied noises since he felt the barrier.

“Don’t worry about it, my boy, I’m not thinking anything you wouldn’t want me to think,” she said with some sort of a mental wink. One final grunt and the lion went silent. Sometimes Lynn wondered why he was never expressly angry with her. Even if he was angry with her, she never knew it and he probably got over it really quickly. That did not satisfy her curiosity. What she really wanted to know was if he really ever got angry with her. She did not know if it was a suitable thing to ask him directly, so she thought back on what she might have done to provoke him. There was this one time that she made him go back to the guildhall for no reason because she wanted to be ‘alone’. That was the time she was stressed to death and any and everything annoyed her at that time. She did not really mean to hurt his feelings, but since she was feeling so down, she said it in a rather loud voice and with this angry expression, making Zlatan - who was clearly trying to help her feel better - leave, the only person who was at her side that night. The stress was not caused by him, or her guildmates. It was caused by loss of sleep. Sleep deprivation, yes. It got her super angry and annoyed at everything for almost two days. The solution was to sleep earlier the following days.

Sleep was one of the things that Lynn cherished, so people who knew of this were usually surprised when they found out she was not getting enough sleep. They would only find out when they saw her dark circles anyway, or if she talked about it. But it was surely a surprise, a shock to some people who ended up asking how she could be suffering from sleep deprivation when she slept so much. A typical response. Her response to that response would usually be something like ‘Fuck you’ or ‘Get out’. Because no one with that response really knew her that well. Some nights she suffered from insomnia, while on other nights she just could not sleep because she was thinking about other things, things like how she was going to improve herself as a person or wizard, how she was going to make her spells more effective, how to improve her magic overall, how she could contribute to the guild, and the like. She was always thinking to improve, finding ways she could develop herself, advance to the next level, upgrade. But every time she tried to do that, she could not. Only and unless it was in the night. Her mind worked best at night it seemed and she did not even know why. In fact, she was starting to wonder if her brain had somehow divided its functions on its own. Jobs and socializing in the day, and brainstorming in the night. Which was very weird. Was it the same for everyone else?

Suddenly the sun that shone mercilessly down unto them was covered by a dark cloud, the sign of rain? This brought her hopes up, making her even sit up straight as she looked up, and then ahead at what they were traveling towards. It did not look like a canyon yet. Maybe she was looking at the wrong place? It would be useful if it rained at the canyon and not here, because if she had the weather advantage, she was clearly going to one shot this garbage machine. Her lips curled into a smirk as she thought about this. The monster was what, graded A-rank? Then she could definitely beat it with the help of the climate change and Zlatan. Zlatan was already a part of her, so she rarely counted him when she counted her allies, or anything she was counting that Zlatan should be included in. Petting him all of sudden, realizing how useful he was made her want to pet him. The confused question mark that came to her mind from Zlatan made him chuckle. She responded by playfully hitting him, to which he responded with a grunt that sounded like he was hurt and sad. This made her laugh out loud because she knew he was doing that on purpose to make her laugh. Zlatan leapt a bit in flight, making the normal flying faster. Lynn almost fell, but thankfully she was alert so she held him tighter.

Lynn hit Zlatan playfully once more, saying, “Stop playing with me,” and laughing, causing the lion to grunt, but in a positive way as he shook his mane and went back to flying normally. The laughing stopped, and they were back to seriousness. The canyon was not too far away anymore, according to what Zlatan told her through a telepathic message. Lynn was glad that they were near. She could not stand another fifteen minutes just sitting doing nothing. She was going to fall asleep. Not because she did not have enough sleep the other night, but because she had a large meal and that was making her want to sleep. You know people wanted to sleep after having a heavy meal right? She did not know why this was the case. Some science involved. But she was not curious enough to learn about the human anatomy, so she clearly ignored the reason for it. It was always something that some humans came up with after experiments and things like that. She admired how the humans were so desperate in trying to find out about these things that happened around the world, due to their own curiosities, but they always say that they are doing it for a good cause and for the benefit of the human beings. She wondered how finding reasons for natural happenings was a benefit for the human beings. Sure it satisfied their curiosity, but that doesn’t mean that there are any results out of such things, other than having new knowledge.

So in a while they had arrived at the canyon, and that meant that they would now have to begin searching for the Tesseract that was somewhere in the canyon. It was a vast landform with lots of covered areas that were somehow like caves, so after a search by air, they decided to land. They were going to have to find them by foot, or flying on low ground, but Zlatan was too tired for that so she decided to dismount him in a corner of the canyon where nobody would notice them, not like there was anyone living in the canyon. Well, that was what Lynn thought. How could people live in the canyon? So as she hopped off of Zlatan’s back, she clapped her hands together to dust anything on them off, straightening her top as she looked around, pink hair sailing behind her with a sudden wind. The wind was gone in no time, and when she looked up at the sky, she realised how dark it was. Was it really going to rain? If it was, then Lynn would probably start jumping up and down in the rain in triumph. But before she could do that, she needed to find her enemy. Where could it be hiding? The Tesseract was really a massive machine, so she wondered where it could be hiding, or where it could have been hidden. Her best guess was something like a cave, something closed.

Apparently the further she walked, the more she explored, the more she felt like they were in the wrong damn place. What if Zlatan did not really know the place and they ended up in a different place? A different canyon perhaps? That would be unfortunate. After the long distance they traveled, one of the furthest she had traveled just for a job. Or maybe that is what she thought. She had traveled to another country for a job, right? With the person from Sabertooth called Mashyuu. She did not exactly remember because she was probably one of the most active people in doing jobs. She wondered if people who lived near the job request boards in the towns she lived in temporarily remembered her. She always took them everyday, so they probably remembered her. They probably knew her name, too...but that did not matter. What could they possibly do with her name? Pretend to be her? People knew what she looked like because she was once a Rising Star and not just any Rising Star, she was the number one Rising Star. That reminded her...maybe that was why people wanted to pretend to be her? She had heard of rumors and people liked to pretend to be other people who they are not, but people they admire, or are jealous of, maybe envious of, in a way. She did not mind though, because without Zlatan, there was almost no chance of pretending to be Lynn. Sure they could find a lion and maybe attach wings to it, but Zlatan could not be faked in any way. She was happy about that. At least she could rely him for that.

“Are you sure we came to the right place?” Lynn said, the doubt audible in her voice. The lion gave her a side glace since she was still on top of him, then asked, ‘Do you wish to explore another canyon? I have some knowledge of other although this is the only one I thought would have machines.’ Lynn sharply turned her head and then gave him a look of disbelief. “You brought me to a place you ‘thought’ would have machines? What in the world, Zlatan!? I told you to take me to the one that is known as ‘Mysterious Canyon’, not the one you ‘thought’ was the one!” she said. With a sigh, she held a hand to her forehead, as if that was going to help with anything. So, after realising that it was no use just standing there and feeling regretful (for like ten minutes), she decided she should go to another canyon, one that was specifically called the ‘Mysterious Canyon’, and not some random canyon Zlatan wanted to take her. “Alright, let’s go. We don’t have much time so I’d very much appreciate it if you took me to the right place,” she told him, climbing on top of him and patting him. “Don’t worry. I’m not mad at you. Just don’t do it again, aight?” said Lynn.

So the trip to the other canyon took almost the equal amount of time they took to travel to the previous canyon. It was really very boring and annoying. Mostly because she was sort of demotivated to continue this job because of what just happened. She even wondered if the Tesseract might still be there? What if it was not there anymore? It would be a total fail. How could she have been so careless and let Zlatan do something like that. It was not his fault of course, she did not blame him at all. It was mostly her fault for not having been more careful. If she had paid attention to what was going on, then she would not have to go through this. She was not blaming anyone, not even herself. She was only worried if the Tesseract might still be there or not. If not, she was going to regret even more. Looking carefully now at where they were going and frequently asking Zlatan if they were almost there yet, and if they were going to the right place this time, to the extent that it actually annoyed him. She ruffled his mane in the hopes that he would tolerate her maybe if she did that. She giggled, doing it a bit roughly this time, making him grunt in annoyance. This made her giggle even more because of how amusing it was to watch him show signs of frustration. Lynn was of course being playful as always. She liked to tease Zlatan. He was her only companion if she did not count humans who were not always there for her like Zlatan, anyway.

This made her remember about the times she spent in the void where she found Zlatan. It was an adventure to remember for life, surely. She did not know that living beings would have been trapped in there. But she did find out later that living beings once discovered by others are saved from the void, usually. But the problem with Zlatan was that he did not have a body big enough for people to notice and save at that time. He was tiny. The size of a small kitten. He was very lonely and sad, she remembered. Especially when she went to save him, because it was a long time since he last saw another living being. Despite the fact that there were others who were also trapped in the void, other living beings. He never made friends. He was, in fact, very scared of everything for a long while until Lynn came along and discovered him. It was not intentional, of course. She did not expect to find him in the first place, so it was a pleasant surprise to her. She adopted him immediately, giving him a name and taking care of him as if he were her own baby. This was the reason she grew to be so fond of him, and taught him even how to fight properly.

Teaching Zlatan how to fight was probably one of the most difficult things in the world because how could a kitten that was like one feet fight? She had to make him grow or something. If not, there was no teaching him anything, nor was there a chance of him fighting anything, other than maybe a marshmellow. So she had to ask Gaius for help, to teach Zlatan how to transform first. Actually it was much harder and complicated than you thought, but Lynn was desperate and she was not going to stop until Zlatan could not only turn into something else, but only after he was able to fight like a lion, the best of the best. Well that’s what Zlatan dreamed of, and what Lynn told him he would become. So naturally, Lynn became his mentor and role model. Of all people who could have discovered him, not that it was as easy as it sounded since he was a tiny little kitty in the gargantuan space called the Void, Lynn - a ‘Prestigious’ at that time, became the one to have discovered his existence. It was the best thing that had ever happened to the poor cat. He was so lonely, oh so lonely. He did not express his feelings to Lynn as soon as they met however. He had hidden them until he thought he was ready to open up, and until he thought that Lynn was trustworthy. Lynn loved him like a son, even though she had never known what having a son were like, or ever seen a mother and son relationship with her own eyes.

That reminded her...she never really remembered family life as she was never actually in a family. There had been a cover up sort of memory to replace the old one but it had started to fade which meant that Ganymede’s lingering power had began to dissolve too, causing this to bring up tiny bits and pieces from her true memory. This did not make her remember it completely, or even know that those were her memory pieces, but it did confuse her quite a number of times since the memories pop out of nowhere, and make it seem like she was having some kind of vision attack or something like that. More importantly, this made her question things. Why was she having visions? Where were all these things coming from? What happened to her brain? The cover up memory consisted of a family that was ruined in her teenage years. But of course, she did not care for the ‘family’ that she had because it was a fake and how could someone develop true feelings for something that is not real? The answer is, they could not. Or maybe they could, but according to Lynn’s knowledge on humans, it was not truly possible. They could be pretending, but that’s it. There was no real connection, so it was impossible for Lynn to have any form of emotion towards this fake ‘family’ that Ganymede created in the cover up memory implanted in her brain.

Switching back to word count method.

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Or was it really Ganymede’s work? She would not ever find out. Because Ganymede was gone, and there was no way of talking to him ever again. He was gone, dead. Even though Lynn finds it difficult to believe that he is actually dead now, it is the whole truth. In her head, Ganymede had just escaped to a different realm, or something like that. Her brain just could not wrap around the idea of her mentor dying. Someone so invincible, someone who could not be killed by the strongest of villains in Fismuth, someone who became a ranker in the Tower of God (or something along those lines), and someone who trained her to be the person she is. Of course he was not the only mentor who trained her. There was also Einar, the Ice Dragon. Although not the Queen of the Ice Dragons, Einar was fairly skilled in the magic she taught Lynn. Plus, since she was taught by a dragon herself the magic to slay dragons, she was called a ‘Dragon Slayer’. It was a title she would be proud of for as long as she lived and was able to wield this power. Einar gave her magical abilities to use throughout her life while Ganymede gave her life lessons and trainings to be the toughest and strongest, a confident woman (or a Prestigious, at that time). Lynn was grateful to both mentors and would never ask for different ones. Now she did not need mentors, or anything like that. She needed to use what her mentors gave her to achieve her ultimate goals.

Currently her goal was to find this stupid this stupid machine that she was supposed to fight in order to complete this job. What exactly was this machine like? She had a pretty good idea on how to destroy it internally, but she was not sure if it might work. In canyons, it was usually hot, so if she covered the machine in ice, it would slowly melt and the water would get into some crevices of the machine’s body and destroy it that way. Not really sure if it might work, but it was worth a try, definitely. If it worked, then she did not need to put much effort into other things, so fingers crossed, she hoped it worked. The first thing that she had to make sure that the machine did not have a totally solid exterior, without cracks or crevices. If it did, the water would not get into its interior and things were not going to work. With a sigh, Lynn turned towards Zlatan who was close behind her. “You have any idea where it might be? I’m clueless and it’s too hot for me to focus on anything,” she told him. The lion just mumbled something like a cheerful message, but Lynn barely heard it. The sun caused sweat to prick through her skin and it was so annoying. A bright sheen could be seen on her pale skin, reflecting light from the sun. It was the layer of sweat that had just formed. Lynn felt like ripping her clothes off her skin, but she did not want to humiliate herself if she was not the only person in this canyon.

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Rolling.

The member 'Lynn' has done the following action : Dice Rolls

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'Monster Dice' :

The humming of distant machines caught her attention, even though she could barely focus on anything. It was the sound of multiple devices droning uniformly. Zlatan heard this, too, and he was now walking closer to Lynn, not wanting any harm for his mistress. The fact that the sound got closer made them both halt in their tracks, looking around to check if anyone was near them. It seemed they were going to receive a surprise attack of sorts. Lynn was not here for any surprise attacks. She only wanted to meet the big machine, the Tesseract or whatever the heck it was called. She had no time to waste clearly she was one of the most impatient people in the world and these little noises were bugging the living hell out of her. “Just show your freaking selves,” she yelled, trying not to swear. If it was the Tesseract she would literally run up and hug it or something for showing up already. But it did not look like the Tesseract was the one making these stupid noises. In fact, three little balls came rolling out of nowhere and landed at her feet. “Uhhh?” Lynn mumbled, asking no one in particular since she did not know anyone who might know what these balls were supposed to be. Zlatan stared at the balls in the same questioning manner as herself. She wondered if this was a joke. She walked over to where they stopped rolling and looked at them closely. Then, before her very own face, one of them started to beep, which made Lynn jump in shock, knowing what the balls were and what they were going to do. So before any of them could harm her and Zlatan she picked one up and hurled it so far away you could hear the explosion like a distant bang. Since one was gone, two more remained and she was in no mood to do anything other than throw them as far away from them as possible. Since the whole place was a canyon, there was no one to harm and if any of the balls fell onto the Tesseract, that would be lovely. So aiming somewhere different, Lynn hurled the second ball as far away as she could, again. And then she picked up the last one, saying, “Goodbye little fuckers,” and throwing it again as far away as possible. She then turned to Zlatan, clapping dust away from her hands as the small balls had been rolling on the canyon floor and it was full of dust and sand. Time to find the Tesseract once again. If they did not find it by sunset, she had decided she would continue the job another day or let it go entirely. Now she turned back to face the opposite direction in the hopes of finding the stupid fucking machine, she found something else instead. This was, by far, the strangest mechanical device she had seen. It did not look like anything a sane person would create.

“What the..?” she mumbled in question to herself. What in the world was it? It looked like a...a very retarded machine if machines had a level of retardedness. But what it did was nothing a retarded anything could do. The beam it released missed Lynn barely by an inch or so, creating a line in the earth that made her eyes widen in shock. If she had not dodged this, she would have been sliced in half, and that was no good. If even the minions were capable of doing such a thing, she wondered if the Tesseract could do worse things like annihilate her on the spot. If so, she was not very looking forward to meeting the Tesseract anymore. Besides, she was getting bored. It was a good thing at least something finally showed up and it was some kind of entertainment for her before she met the one thing that was going to ruin her day - even though it kind of already ruined her day by making her search around in the scorching hot canyon. Not only that. Zlatan even lost her way and ended up in a different canyon, making things even harder for her since her focus was disrupted by the stupid sun. Stupid bright sun with its heat messing with her concentration. She could not see if she looked up because the light from the sun blinded her and she could stay one minute without sweating a gallon. The fact that she was the Ice Dragon Slayer and hated heat was making it even more of a struggle. “I swear, if I finally meet the stupid ass Tesseract I’m going to rip whatever it’s made into shreds,” she yelled out loud, raging now thanks to the heat and all. She hoped the Tesseract heard, if it had hearing capabilities, and came straight to her, accept her challenge and begin their fight. That would be a lot more convenient and fasten the entire thing. Right now it was giving Lynn teasers. So now the whatever machine device thing was floating around Lynn, so she had to keep turning around so she could dodge when it fired lasers. She summoned her ice arrows, loving the feel of touching cold things at the moment. And with perfect accuracy she fired them all at different parts of the floating device. The arrows entered gaps, holes and wherever it could fit into on the machine and then, seemingly annoyed, the little thing started darting from one place to another, eventually furious and imploding. Lynn had to take cover in Zlatan’s protection bubble so she did not get blasted or something. When she opened her eyes to check, the thing had exploded into bits and pieces of metal. “That’s funny. I didn’t expect it to go this easily,” she said with an amused grin, crouching over and picking up one of the pieces to examine. It was made out of pure metal for sure.

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Rolling again.

The member 'Lynn' has done the following action : Dice Rolls

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'Monster Dice' :

But it was not all. In fact, it was the beginning. Of course it was. How could she have thought that three little self destruct drones and a laser shooting device could be the end of her mechanical mayhem. She had yet to meet the Tesseract itself, but before that, she definitely had to meet its minions did she not? It was how most jobs go and she was hoping for a change, but guess not. There was no change and the Tesseract had sent her more of its little friends. The first thing in line was a huge swarm of tiny little machines that came towards her like it wanted to eat her. She knew that contact with it was not going to be a very good idea, nor was it going to very healthy since everything here was trying to either blow her up or cut her. Backing away as far as she could from the thing, she turned to Zlatan. Maybe she could fly up into the sky and shoot something down at it so it could explode all on its own and all that was left would be pieces of the stuff that it was made of, in other words, safe to land and continue the job. So with this plan in mind, she climbed on to the back of Zlatan and commanded him to fly, which he did immediately and once they were in the sky, she created a big ball of ice by freezing the water vapour in the air and then shot it at the swarm.

The swarm, probably knowing that it was being attacked after sensing the great mass of snow actually dodge the throw, dissolving into barely visible little microscopic devices that spread out over the area and then reassembled to make them visible again. Lynn groaned. She did not like using energy unnecessarily and this case was deemed very wasting of her mana since she had a Tesseract to face in the end. These little annoying things were here just to waste her time and energy. She hoped this time they could not dodge. Otherwise she would be taking so much time just to finish of a little swarm of them, let alone the others that possibly awaited her arrival. Or they were lurking around nearby and she had not discovered them as of yet. Hopefully they did not come out of their hiding yet, or else Lynn would have too much on her hands to handle at the same time. This time, she called upon the icy storms, a series of icy explosions plummeting onto the ground like rain. The icy explosions, one way or another, would touch the swarm and cause it to explode, which it did. The plan carried through successfully and Lynn was more than glad she would not have to use more magic power making ice projectiles to throw at the stupid tiny machines. Once the explosion sounded and her spell was deactivated, she waited no longer to descend to the ground and dismounting Zlatan.

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Are you just going to keep launching your ice!? The Sky Slayer would ask, walking below where the ice would be shot, but a dome of wind would protect him from the impacts below. He knew he had heard chaos coming from this direction. And now he was here. the biggest robot would look down onto him, making sure to aim a giant punch with it's arm from above, aiming to strike and crush his body. Standing still, he would make sure to not move a muscle as it would end up near inches away from his nose... Only to be stopped from a sudden string of wind from above. Four more rained down onto it's body, like a puppet. Shima was using her magic to handle the robot, forcing it to obey her commands and move however she felt it should. With this, Shima would control the robot to begin mowing down the small robots below with the railgun in it's control, causing many explosions to occur below as they were all getting taken down one by one. At the end of it, many of the monsters would end up defeated, the smallest ones at least. It would take a little bit more time before it would finish the job. In the meantime, Elyx would jump onto the head of the boss robot and sit on it, relaxed as he would watch the scene below him. This is going to be one fun run! The Sky Slayer would announce as the robot being controlled by Shima would continue to turn on its own allies.