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[Empiricist]

((Not to mention that she's realized that she doesn't get along that well with the others and no longer has any reason to stay traveling abroad.))

[IamanElfCollaborator]

<Understood, I'll try to not let myself get too carried away.>

[Xantalos]

((Well, you were interesting to talk to. I might contact you in future to recover from the trauma being inflicted on IC me right now. Just my luck that I remind THE of the beings that betrayed him.))

[Empiricist]

Cyrielle nods and stops talking while she finishes packing everything she didn't immediately need. She leaves the link open though.
((I got to go for a bit, I'll be back within half an hour.))
((Understood. I'll keep in touch.))

[IamanElfCollaborator]

((Just Richard's luck that a robot happens to be one of his idols. And another robot's one of his few friends.

Oh dear.))

[Empiricist]

((What? Which robots?))

[IamanElfCollaborator]

((Well, he knew another Maria in the LaF, who was a robot Hospitaller, and he comes from a universe where a small subcommunity knows what the protagonists of the latter Persona games did.))

[Empiricist]

((Ah, right. That explains the former.))
Cyrielle finishes packing, she still has a day or so since the earliest available flight didn't leave immediately, so she takes out her phone and opens up a document. She summarizes it out loud through her bracelet to Richard.
[To: Richard] <Well, I might as well get character arc material out of the way. So, now I've figured out the exact nature of my ability and the what it comes from: my ability is theurgy rather than actual magic.

The distortions I summon reveal the fate of the universe: to fade into nothingness. Such an event is impossible due to the existence of Demons Run, thus making the required time infinite. However, to Fate, infinity is actually a finite, discreet value. Hence despite how futile it's attempts to accelerate this impossible process seems to be to most sentient entities, Fate itself still views it as progress. Hence, I have been endowed with the ability to call upon it's power since I had sufficient levels of the underlying nihilism and pragmatism it decided would be useful to further it's goals.

My abilities remove energy outright and contribute to the progression towards an impossible future that is infinite eternities away. That future is what distortions show. Absolute nothingness. In that state of the universe, not even the universe itself exists. Nothing exists. Or rather, nothing itself does not exist either. It is the absence of everything and thus the absence of itself. Yes, I did copy and modify this from a PM.

Annie and Wheatley are different. They have the actual power rather than merely the capability to call upon it, hence they are essentially now aspects of Fate itself in physical form. Destruction is a mere setback that is recovered with time and their control over distortions are much higher than that of mine.

Done. There is everything @Empiricist ever had planned out for me. Now I can move on with my life and remotely help you with yours.>

[Xantalos]

((Huh. You're lucky you're in your universe, otherwise he might've killed you on principle.

Well, kind of principle.))

[Empiricist]

((Perhaps, but my illness was going to kill me anyway if it were not for the symbiotic relation. It wasn't like I wouldn't be prepared for such a fatal outcome.))

[Xantalos]

((I can't really blame him - well I can, but I can understand it - your power essentially works to bring about the same place he was trapped in for however many years.))

[Empiricist]

((If he wants to kill me, so be it. It isn't like I can stop him. Nor would I care too much about it. Such is the nature of life. I should note that it's also what Victoria gave herself false memories of. Anyway, most of my design was derived from that of Miss A. Irrisor, minus the personality and development traits. I've seen the notes. I'm lucky that the kamikaze attack has been removed from my version. Actually, I'm lucky to be alive from quite a few affairs. Wouldn't perturb me too much if my luck runs out.))

[Xantalos]

((He doesn't know about you and I doubt he ever will. He'd not be able to kill you anyway, for reasons.
From what I saw, you were a good character. What's Empiricist going to do for player characters now, though? S/he have any left?))

[Empiricist]

((Nothing. I was the only player character created for this. I'll still be active, just not in any primary role. I mean, I'm mainly been snarking and coding, this won't really prevent either. I just won't have to deal with the more irritating or infuriating matters.))
"Oh, Annie, Wheatley, since I've revealed those notes, you can just contact me now directly since I'm technically contracted to both of you as well."
((Goodnight.))

[GreatWyrmGold]

"Oh... I hope your not too tired." Conny hugs her comfortingly.

((Need sleep, night guys!))

((Irony.))

Richard sits on a bench alone, sighing.

One less friend he could count on.

And one more person who'd pissed him off.

Angel, wandering by, gives Richard a hug.