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[Projeck37]

"Alright..."
And with that, Isaac walks off to his room.
((Time for me to sleep as well, I suppose...))

[Xantalos]

((Ah, whoops.))

Victoria gets freed. Consider this a retcon.
She'll have to go to a few gun safety classes over the next few days and be barred from carrying firearms unless she passes the course, which she should easily do; it's clearly just formalities that THE is instituting for whatever reason.

[Empiricist]

There's absolutely no resistance. She enters Victoria's mind easily.
It's a star-lit sky in a seemingly perpetual lunar equivalent of a solstice. Flower petals levitate, slowly blown by the subtle floral scents of a light spring breeze. The petals are wreathed in unearthly fire, a perfect imitation of the ones in the grotto during the honeymoon. Trees are tastefully arranged in elegant patterns with the occasional antique light, ornate with rustic charm illuminating a perfectly smooth footpath of crystalline glass. It seems devoid of all activity, yet strangely, it doesn't feel very lonely. Streams and miniature waterfalls, flow gently, sporadically arranged in the area. The hauntingly beautiful landscape was a phantasmagoria of soft light and quite noises.

It was oddly romantic.

Considering that it's a graveyard.

Four large altars are present, each lovingly made with the architectural and aesthetic style of a different nation and era, adorned with the finest materials and rarest gems. They seemed to possess an unearthly sense of comfort, despite their grim purpose. Two of them had a single grave with arrays of priceless pieces of scientific equipment, each unit elaborately complex yet efficient despite the precious materials they were made from. Two of them had dual graves with flowers, decorations and paintings resting by them, accompanied by meticulously written letters and other dedicated compositions, handwritten in elaborate calligraphy.
Collapsed against a streetlight futilely for support was Victoria, sobbing quietly with bitter, interspersed gasps.
((Well shit, I type this up and find out that @RangerCado fell asleep XD))

[IamanElfCollaborator]

THE considers.

Based on prior reports and his personality profile, I cancel any blame on Isaac. Darnos, however, merits reeducation via the only system he understands.

Darnos levitated off the ground as Isaac feels energy pouring back into him and he is healed.

I will deal with the psychopath. Resume your activities.

THE then ominously drifted off with Darnos.

((Expect personality changes as a result of this.))

((Darnos will now be subjected to endless stupid statement dance remixes.))

[Xantalos]

((Actually, torture that even Victoria couldn't conceive of.
Worse than those.))

[Empiricist]

((Is reverse nepotism a thing? Because if it is, this definitely is a case of that ))

[IamanElfCollaborator]

((Actually, torture that even Victoria couldn't conceive of.
Worse than those.))

((Ah.

So dance remixes set to boy band songs.))

[SOLDIER First]

Loud snores permeate the castle.

[GreatWyrmGold]

Angel's magic gets eaten too.

"You're hungry, aren't you?"

Nah. She may eat other types of magic but only mine actually gives her any nutrition.

"Oh."

((Wait, could Regent eat Jason's curse or at least the entropy magic it causes?))

((Makes sense.))

((And the magic is the curse as well, by the way. Source of his power.))

((There wouldn't be any permanent side effects. I mean, Darnos isn't losing him magic because of feeding Regent, is he?))

"Actually it wouldn't be animal cruelty since it isn't really sentient."

Somewhere, every animal activist is crying.

Though seriously, I have way too much power stored up for you to deal with. Not a good idea.

Angel would have pushed Darnos into Regent if I had been awake then.
Seriously, he was asking for something like that.

((Wouldn't it just fracture bones without spilling blood? Did Darnos actually discharge a spell?))

((How?, and Yes.))

((He just tried to basically dissolve everything in Isaac's body except for his skull and brain.

((...This would be nonlethal, how? Best-case-scenario, Angel can turn him into some kind of brain-in-a-jar.))

What occurred to prompt this?

"I think Darnos was trying to kasplode Isaac because Isaac complained about Darnos breaking all the bones in that bear for fun."

"...Lyle, can you teach me how to change sizes now?"

[SOLDIER First]

Lyle is apparently asleep outside.
Max is next to him.

[SOLDIER First]

The snoring continues.

[OREOSOME]

Catherine is also asleep near Lyle and Max.

[GreatWyrmGold]

Angel shakes Lyle, trying to wake him up.

[Projeck37]

((And the magic is the curse as well, by the way. Source of his power.))

((There wouldn't be any permanent side effects. I mean, Darnos isn't losing him magic because of feeding Regent, is he?))

((Besides the fact that Regent would literally be eating Jason's soul?))

[RangerCado]

There's absolutely no resistance. She enters Victoria's mind easily.
It's a star-lit sky in a seemingly perpetual lunar equivalent of a solstice. Flower petals levitate, slowly blown by the subtle floral scents of a light spring breeze. The petals are wreathed in unearthly fire, a perfect imitation of the ones in the grotto during the honeymoon. Trees are tastefully arranged in elegant patterns with the occasional antique light, ornate with rustic charm illuminating a perfectly smooth footpath of crystalline glass. It seems devoid of all activity, yet strangely, it doesn't feel very lonely. Streams and miniature waterfalls, flow gently, sporadically arranged in the area. The hauntingly beautiful landscape was a phantasmagoria of soft light and quite noises.

It was oddly romantic.

Considering that it's a graveyard.

Four large altars are present, each lovingly made with the architectural and aesthetic style of a different nation and era, adorned with the finest materials and rarest gems. They seemed to possess an unearthly sense of comfort, despite their grim purpose. Two of them had a single grave with arrays of priceless pieces of scientific equipment, each unit elaborately complex yet efficient despite the precious materials they were made from. Two of them had dual graves with flowers, decorations and paintings resting by them, accompanied by meticulously written letters and other dedicated compositions, handwritten in elaborate calligraphy.
Collapsed against a streetlight futilely for support was Victoria, sobbing quietly with bitter, interspersed gasps.
((Well shit, I type this up and find out that @RangerCado fell asleep XD))

((My eyes were closing of their own accord ))

Selina approached, looking very worried.

"V-victoria...? Y-y-y-you okay...?" Selina sounds very concerned.