Merlin had probably the best sleep he had had in a while after all how could he not with such a beautiful dream. Perhaps he should show up to the forsaken land of the gods and punch that monacle wearing bastard in the face right now. Well he was an ally in the apocalypse but that still didn't make up for all he had done.
Merlin tried on a few clothes he pulled from the historical void however he settled on a simple suit, dress pants and a black windbreaker. He debated turning the error uniqueness back in to a monacle to scare Pallez however that may be to far as he is a frail old man. He transformed the Fool uniqueness in to a top hat and rested his gloved hands on the cane adorned with stars.
He left his home and took a carriage to Blackthorn security company. This point in time is somewhere in between old Neil's death and the attempted summoning of the true creators spawn.
'I wonder how Adam is doing?' Merlin thought.
All of a sudden a man wearing a white priests attire was sitting across from him. Merlin politely smiled. 'Damn humanity is really making me forgetful.'
"Hello mysteries."
"Hello Adam or should I call you Grisha?"
"Adam is fine. Now may I ask some question"
"Ask away."
"Where did you come from?"
"Earth. I was a Chinese programmer named Zhou Mingrui."
Adam smiled knowing he was hiding something but as of now he wasn't comparable to the existence before him so he didn't not press any further.
"Do you plan on interfering with me?"
"A bit, I'll save some lives however I won't intefere with your plans much."
"That is all I have to ask. I assume you know how to contact me."
"Yeah think you're name and stuff."
"May I ask for your honorific name?"
Merlin probably couldn't use his normal one due to Klein so he just used the other one.
"Lord of the Mysteries, King of space-time, Beacon of destiny, Embodiment of Sefirah castle, Dominator of the spirit world."
Adam nodded his head and left.
'He probably already knew it and just asked to pretend to be polite.' Merlin thought.
He arrived at 36 Zouteland street and walked through the door, Rozanne was talking to Klein about something trivial. He waved to the two of them before going to the back. He got his standards issue revolver which he secretly switched for a repainted death knell. In fact he also changed one of his gloves out for a different looking creeping hunger. He really didn't need this but it just felt right having these items on him as they had spent so much time with him. Merlin wondered what happened to the items after he lost them. Perhaps Amon was just bullying the poor glove. He sighed to himself and decided to get it back once he returned to his dimension. Maybe he'll even upgrade it with a sequence 2 characteristic there was that angel Steph who he could rob. It would probably be bad for his image if he just randomly attacked that guy the moment he got back but then again that's what avatars and marionettes are for.
Merlin sat down at the front waiting for something to happen. He quietly slipped his sweet iced tea he bought while reading a newspaper. He decided to divine whether anything interesting would happen today however all he got was some useless information about something happening in the forsaken land of the gods. Merlin debated whether or not to just go there and liberate it but decided against it to let Klein get the opportunity to advance to sequence 2 and let Derrick have his moment. He would save Collin and Lovia though. The day went buy with nothing interesting happening other then Leonard falling down the stairs. Merlin had a feeling Pallez said something about him but Merlin didn't care enough to figure it out.
He arrived home after a boring day and cooked some dinner for himself. Today was uneventful however he didn't hate it, he enjoyed the serene beauty of mundane life and he felt his humanity grow slightly. He said a prayer to Amanises before going to bed. He allowed himself to be dragged in to the dream.
He saw a beautiful lady wearing a layered black dress and a veil covering her eyes. She wielded a crimson moon in her hand which pulsated slowly.
"I can't understand why you let yourself be pulled in to this dream. You gain no tactical advantage from this."
"This may be a misunderstanding. I am not here for any important reason I just wanted to talk to a friend from my hometown."
"So you aren't the Celestial Worthy."
"No I technically am as we have fused. But I my humanity remains strong enough that I am also my original self."
"It must be tiring."
"Of course it is. But... it's worth it."
"Despite your struggle you seemed to have maintained your humanity quite well of course you could be putting up a front however I see no reason for you to do that. Now may I ask what do you have to do with Klein or should I say Zhou Mingrui?"
"To put things simply alternate universe shenanigans."
"That should be impossible."
"I know however that is what happened."
"Are you trying to return home?"
"I have a feeling I'll find my way back however not for a while."
"How is your world?"
"Not much different. Some small events have changed but that's about it."
"That's a bit boring."
"I know but small changes can make a huge difference."
"Do you plan on interfering with this world?"
"In small ways."
"Well I hope that the difference it makes will be for the better."
"I hope so too."
***
Days passed as Merlin continued his routine. Occasionally he would perform some street magic to make some money and satiate his boredom. Monday rolled around and he decided to spy on the Tarot club meeting. He sat in the seat where the World would usually and used psychological invisibility he recorded from Adam to avoid being seen. It wasn't a very interesting meeting however he was smiling the entire time as he watched the group of inexperienced beyonders talk while one pretended to be a god.
'Don't worry Klein you'll get there eventually.'
Leaving Sefirah castle he felt quite satisfied. Once he woke up he should organise a picnic or something with the Tarot club members.
***
Today was like any other Merlin was having some idle chatter with old Neil's about reimbursement when he learned about the investigation on Madam Sharon. He alongside Klein were sent as two seers would be useful for the investigation. He put on his police uniform and they arrived at the house of Manyard. He pretended to perform a divination as he didn't want to see that scene again. He informed Klein that Sharon was likely behind Manyard's death and they should investigate tonight.
That night Merlin, Klein, Dunn and Kenley snuck in to Sharon's house as Merlin led them to the evidence. They were attacked however the 4 beyonders quickly dealt with the demoness. Merlin smiled widely as he had completed his first mission and saved a life, maybe as there was definitely a chance Kenley would survive without his intervention. However no point in dwelling on the topic.
***
Merlin was sipping tea in Evernight's divine kingdom.
"Zhou, have you ever wanted to give up on the world."
Merlin was surprised at the sudden question mostly because aside from a standard greeting they hadn't really spoken during these tea parties. It was simply for the both of them to have some company so words weren't necessary. Merlin composed himself quickly before answering.
"Well during my fighting with Amon I was ready to give my body to the Celestial Worthy."
"That isn't what I mean. You giving up to the Celestial Worthy was meant to protect this world as there was no doubt "He" would fight against the outer gods. What I mean is just giving up. I have seen the cruelty of humanity throughout thousands of years and sometimes I wonder why I protect them. Everyone I care about died in the pre epoch era so I don't know why I should care anymore other then keeping my own life. The hope other transmigrators would appear is really the only thing left for my humanity to cling on to as maybe just maybe I will find someone I knew before."
Zhou remembered how Amanises was very close to one of the transmigrators. He couldn't exactly pin down who as his memory of his original world was getting fuzzier. He remembered that her codename in the curly haired baboon research society was Hela however most details were gone.
"Amanises, don't worry a friend of yours is also here."
She stared off in to the astral world for a moment before looking back at him.
"Thank you."
"Would you like to see her?"
"I would."
Zhou Mingrui brought them both in to this worlds Sefirah castle. In the midst of the thousands of cocoons Amanises drifted along guided by her spiritual intuition. They stood in front of a cocoon where he could see a European lady. From what he remembered she looked a bit similar to the body she transmigrated in to.
Amanises whispered a name which had been concealed. Zhou Mingrui could have found out however this wasn't for him to hear. He silently stood as he watched a silent one sided conversation between two old friends. He smiled slightly but inwardly he felt conflicted. He was happy for Amanises having reunited with her best friend however he wished to have such a reunion for himself. He looked through the seemingly endless sea of cocoons but found no one. He was well and truly alone. Zhou Mingrui turned to Amanises.
"I can release her if you want."
"No we should wait it will be to big of a change. Plus I won't be able to protect her as I plan on accommodating the river of eternal darkness."
"You just said you didn't want to make any big changes."
"Well I lied it was really for the second reason."
"I don't mind protecting her while you are gone."
Amanises raised an eyebrow.
"Are you planning on hitting on her?"
Zhou Mingrui froze. Amanisis saw his shocked expression and laughed.
"Sorry, I just wanted to see your reaction."
"I guess you have enough humanity to make jokes. You better spend it on accommodating the sefirot instead."
"OK, yeah you can release her. I'll be leaving so be ready to open the seal to the western continent."
"Did you read the information I gave you?"
"Of course, why wouldn't I take free things."
"Free things cost the most."
"Well I'll keep that in mind."
The two of them said their goodbyes as one went on a journey and the other was busy babysitting.
***
Hela awoke with a throbbing pain in her chest. She looked at her surroundings which were completely unfamiliar to her, it looked to be an abandoned hospital however the decor seemed reminiscent of the Victorian era mixed with steampunk. She looked at herself and saw that she was in another body. Not only that the body had a bullet wound in her chest. The flesh squirmed as thee wound slowly stitched itself back together. She sat up in the bed and saw a young man wearing surgical scrubs that were oddly modern looking making him look out of place here. She couldn't make out much of his appearance due to the uniform however his features were vaguely European. Several nurses moved around however their movements were stiff and sluggish she looked closer then realised something that caused her to throw up. They were zombies. The doctor heard he vomiting and walked over.
"Ah, patient you are awake. Indeed a miracle has occurred I was beginning to worry you would end up becoming one of my employees." His voice was eccentric and wild.
"Who are you?" She questioned the strange man.
"A apologise dear patient, you may call me Doctor Who."
Hela felt an extreme familiarity with the name after all who hadn't heard of the television icon Doctor Who.
"May I have your full name?"
"Of course, of course. I am Doctor Apollo Who."
'His name is questionable, is he perhaps another transmigrator? No, that couldn't be the case no modern human would ever behave like that it must be a coincidence.'
"Well doctor, it seems I have been cured so may I take my leave now?"
"No you can not. Bringing back the dead like this is a miracle I need to study you." The doctor laughed maniacally.
Hela froze in fear. 'What kind of fucked up world did I find myself in?'As if one cue the doctor calmed down. "Ah, patient I am sorry to have scared you. Don't worry as a doctor I swore an oath to do not harm... to patients at least. You are still a patient so I will of course not harm you, in fact given your background how about you become my assistant."
Hela recalled the bodies memories which were fractured however she knew the original person was kicked out by her family the moment she turned 18 the only reason they didn't sell her off was because it would make them look bad to others. She cursed inwardly at the girls parents. After being kicked out it didn't even take a night before she was murdered by a crazed gunman.
"Alright I'll become your assistant."
"Great now let's get started on which pathway you shall pick."
***
Apollo looked at the confused Hela but ignored it as he took out a list of pathways. He had removed problematic ones such as Error and Demoness as well as Red priest since he had a feeling Hela didn't want to become a guy. He gave her these options as he didn't want Hela to be bound to her pathway in his own world so he gave her options.
***
Hela looked at the list from the names it seemed like a class selection in a video game. 'Maybe that lucky amulet really worked.' She lampooned. It was likely that she wouldn't be able to change once she had decided on her pathway so she thought carefully.
'Warrior seemed like a safe pick as it was clearly combat related, however she didn't really want to get in to a lot of fights. Plus as an assistant to a mad scientist combat may not be the best option. Sleepless looked nice as she would likely have to pull a lot of all nighters working for this crazy guy however it was vague on what abilities she would get as she advanced. She could advance right? Well the doctor seemed pretty strong and him give her power as his assistant implies there are levels and they are called pathways implying room for improvement. He was probably of the corpse collected pathway given the zombies. If he was on that pathway maybe she could gain his favor by also picking it. However it could also lead to issues as she was practically just a worse version of the doctor so she wouldn't be a very good assistant. Apothecary looks promising given the assistant to the doctor thing however it didn't seem like it was combat oriented. Lawyer could be useful for defending the doctor's questionable employment tactics. There were so many options so she just randomly picked.'
She closed her eyes and pointed at a random one. Opening it she saw it was the corpse collector. 'Maybe I should retry.' Before she could say anything the doctor took the list.
"Interesting choice. Is it because you believed I was of this pathway?"
"Umm, yeah." She nodded her head quickly.
"Well to tell you the truth I'm not, there are multiple pathways capable of creating zombies. The one I am on is known as prisoner."
She didn't recall that being on the list. Maybe it was a secret option she could only unlock after asking him. She then began wondering why she was thinking this was a videogame this was real. Suddenly it hit her. She realised how she was no longer in her world and would likely never see her friends and family again. She lowered her head to prevent the doctor from seeing her expression.
***
Apollo felt bad for hiding the truth from her. But it wasn't for him to tell. He would allow Amanises to tell her friend that way she could at least be conforted by a friend. 'Friends.' He wished he could see his own at least one more time.
Notes:Merlin's main body looked listlessly at the ceiling of the Blackthorn security company. He had created three sequence 3 avatars of each pathway to protect Hela and turned a indulgence faction saint in to a marionette to act as the doctor. How hilarious that a puppet became his marionette. He thought about how Sharron and Maric were doing, it was unlikely Klein would meet them in this universe so perhaps he should send Hela to help them instead. He wanted to help them himself but he just felt awkward showing up and dealing with their problems.
'Humanity is certainly weird.'
Merlin didn't know at what point he began thinking that but it was a thought he had often now with his increased humanity. It wasn't a good sign however as his divinity had clearly altered him. Maybe if he met his family and friends again he could sort this out, there was a universe where they survived right?
***
Leonard peaked around the corner to avoid being spotted by Merlin.
'Old man, why do I have to talk to him?'
'Can't you see he is acting strangely. If he decided that destroying all of Tingen was funny then there is nothing we can do about it. So go up and see what's wrong.'
Leonard slowly approached Merlin.
'Don't I look suspicious?'
His mind raced about every possibility that could happen but before he knew it he was standing in front of the great existence disguised as a random beyonder. Merlin's smile was polite as usual but he seemed lost in thought.
"Leonard, how are you doing? Is there a mission?"
Leonard swallowed some saliva as he thought about how to respond.
'Goddess please protect me.' He silently prayed. "I'm doing well after all, how could a protagonist not be doing good at all times.'
'Fuck, fuck. Why did I say that?'
Merlin rolled his eyes seemingly amused.
"Well I'll be going, my shift is ending soon."
He left the security company leaving Leonard alone. Leonard checked to see if he wasn't missing any organs or something like that before letting out a heavy breath.
"Old man I don't know how but it worked."
'Maybe it's because you were acting like a clown he felt a sort of kinship with you.'
Merlin thought about the small exchange with Leonard and smiled happily.
"Humanity sure is strange."
***
Hela watched the doctor concoct the potion carefully so she knew what she was drinking. However the ingredients made her question if she could even drink it as most of the ingredients didn't seem like they would dissolve in to water, there was even a burial shroud.
"The potion is complete."
Apollo handed her the cup of blackish liquid which caused her to quickly cover her nose as it smelled like a corpse.
'Well at least it's a liquid.'
She quickly downed the liquid. As expected it tasted horrible, it kind of reminded her of the time she ate expired gas station sushi. She felt the potions effects begin to seep in as she saw a variety of colours emanating from the doctor and zombies. The doctor began speaking in a calm tone that seemed to placate her mind. He began guiding her through the steps to perform cogitation. She followed closely when she tried to imagine something not of this world. She imagined a phone, something of her old world however it didn't work so she switched to imagining small orbs of pure darkness. Her mind calmed as she looked around once more.
She had obtained some knowledge in the undead and corpses which was a bit unsettling to have but it was likely useful as the doctor said multiple pathways were capable of creating zombies. She crossed her arms in thought and her hand made contact with her arms. It was unusually cold as if she were also a corpse. Hela shook at the thought before turning her attention to the doctor who wore an enigmatic smile.
"Assistant, how do you feel after stepping in to the realm of beyonders?"
"I don't know... it's strange."
"Of course it is, that is the nature of the world. Terrifying creatures hide just out of sight and the only way to gain power is also the path to becoming a monster."
Hela felt an unsettling chill, this world was clearly messed up.
"Now assistant your sequence doesn't have any combat abilities yet so I will give you this to defend yourself."
He took out an iron black revolver that seemed a bit longer than usual.
"It's called death knell, it is a powerful artifact that can fire extremely deadly bullets when infused with spirituality, however you will gain a temporary phobia or weakness for 6 hours. Of course you can still use it as a regular gun."
She took the revolver and scrutinised it for a while. She placed it in the gun holster she was given and picked up the extra ammunition.
Apollo had secretly used some error and fooling on the gun reducing its side effects by quite a lot. He then began explaining information on beyonders and mysticism to Hela. Once he finishes he sees that Hela's brain was almost completely fried.
"Alright, now assistant I have some important work to do so you should get used to life as a beyonder and find some friends or something. By the way, here are the recipes for your potions up to sequence 5."
She blankly took the sheet and nodded clearly tired from the info dump he just spewed at her.
"Oh and here is some documentation as well as keys for the house I rented for you and 3,000 pounds."
'Kindly donated by some pirates.' Apollo added in his head.
"Um, thanks." Hela snapped out of her stupor.
"No, problem." Apollo then disappeared.
"That madman." Hela mumbled quietly.
***
Merlin realised he might have been providing too much help which wouldn't be good for her growth so he just gave her a bunch of resources and would help her out slightly in life threatening scenarios.
'Hm, Tingen's doomsday is approaching soon. Should I intervene?' Merlin wondered as this world seemed to be generally better than his own however most events still played out so Klein would end up dying during the fight. It would be good as he needed to leave the Nighthawks to advance further however Merlin was at a crossroad.
He could intervene and prevent this from happening and allow Klein to live happily or he could allow it to happen and Klein would make his journey to Backlund in order to get revenge. Merlin wanted Klein to live a peaceful life however he knew that that would lead to a worse ending. Amon could become Lord of the Mysteries but was that a good thing? Plus Klein would likely become an avatar for Amon to steal Sefirah castle.
"I'm sorry Klein." His whisper was lost in the wind.
***
It shouldn't have gone this way. That was Merlin's only thought at the funeral. He had taken the day off in order to let the events play out however he made a mistake. The spawn of the true creator was much stronger than it should have been despite the combined efforts of the Nighthawks they weren't able to stop it. The only remaining members were himself, Leonard and the civilian staff. He looked down at the row of gravestones with his head hung low. He remembered the scene of the spawn rampaging through the city fighting the official beyonders and slaughtering civilians. Klein could have saved more, he could have saved everyone, he was The Fool, a being who transcended the sequence but he didn't save anyone. After all, why would he? Everything was going so well why would he bother divining a trivial event. Well he couldn't say trivial after all people died, how could he call that trivial? Was he so inhuman that people's lives were nothing to him anymore? He thought he had obtained more humanity when arriving at this world but he realised that all he gained was self awareness.
Klein smiled wildly, one that shouldn't be worn in this scenario. He was like a clown in a war zone so he did all a clown could do. He laughed, he laughed at fate for what had happened, he laughed at this world that he was suddenly thrust in to and "He" laughed at himself as a fool who thought he was human.
'A price is always exacted for what fate bestows.' Those words have never felt more true. A better world was only one that was better at hiding its dark side.
The people who had gathered for the funerals stared at the clown who was causing trouble at the precession. An officer approached and roughly grabbed the fool by the collar.
"Don't you know how to read a room!?"
The Fool made a mocking smile but was quickly struck by the disguised mandated punisher. "His" smile never left his face and if anything it made "his" laughter become louder. "He" quickly drew the attention of everyone else in the graveyard like a magician performing on the street, however "he" was a clown, a clown who could only laugh at his fate.
The Fool looked around at "his" audience who had expressions of disgust on their faces. "His" allies looked away not wanting to be associated with "him". But why would they? Why would anyone want to be associated with a fool who lost his humanity.
The few remaining beyonders attempted to apprehend the madman who was on the verge of losing control. The Fool didn't even bother trying to fight back. "He" was dragged away by the beyonders with a smile on his face.
Ever since "he" arrived in this world he had been playing god rather than human "he" realised that now. "He" had abandoned "his" humanity with the Klein who was buried beneath the ground. "He" had abandoned who "he" was before and his memories were slowly slipping away, he should have realised that when "he" couldn't remember Hela's name however "he" is a fool who didn't understand humanity.
***
The Fool hummed a tune behind the Chanis gate. "He" had forgotten where it came from, however he remembered he liked it. Leonard paid "him" a visit as the only remaining Nighthawk.
"Merlin... they are planning on transferring Nighthawks from the Cathedral of Serenity so I will be leaving to join the Red gloves soon. I don't understand why you came to Tingen. However, despite the small amount of time we were comrades, I still feel a connection between us as the last remaining Tingen Nighthawks."
The Fool Faked a smile.
"I could have stopped it, it would have been trivial. But I didn't. I could have saved everyone but I didn't. I realised that I didn't have as much humanity as I thought. All I had was good acting skills. I convinced myself I was human, I convinced myself I could grow my humanity. But all I did was realise that I am a fool, a fool who wishes he were human."
"Why would a great existence like you wish to be human?"
"Being a god is tiring. Every day I fight my own madness as well as others. Every fight I leave broken and battered and once I recover I am back in the ring. I am a puppet who thinks I have free will. However I am just a fool trapped in a slightly bigger cage."
"Then why don't you give up?"
"I was asked a similar question before. I realised I never actually answered it. The reason I don't give up is perhaps entirely selfish, I say it is to save people but in reality I only want to save the people I care for alongside myself. Saving others is just a side effect of that. I have never given up because I am selfish."
Leonard nodded, he approached and unlocked the handcuffs that bound the Fool.
"I know you don't need me to do this. It's really just for formality."
The Fool nodded back.
"I began my journey simply to find a way home and by the time I realised that I was already there it was too late to become close to anyone." The Fool spilled an honest truth that he had always wanted to say out loud. "Leonard, despite how little time I have spent with the Nighthawks this time has heavily affected my decision making." It was a half truth however he needed to say it out loud.
"I'm glad that is the case. I hope your wish comes true."
"I wish you luck on your journey and Pallez won't have to worry about Amon anymore as I'm going to punch him in the face."
The Fool heard a stifled laugh from a worm on Leonard's spirit body. "He" left through the front door before teleporting away.
***
In the Forsaken land of the gods a young man with black eyes and curly black hair adjusted the monocle on "his" right eye. "He" hadn't yet realised that the strange woman in front of him was a threat.
Inwardly the Fool laughed how could "he" not when "he" was disguised as a mirror Amon. "He" adjusted the monocle on "his" left eye.
Mirror Amon suddenly punched Amon in the face and a fist fight began. Whenever Amon attempted to utilise any abilities mirror Amon countered it before punching Amon in the face. A fight between two angels should have been a spectacle however this one boiled down to one beating the other up like a school bully.
Once thoroughly thrashed, mirror Amon took the crystal monocle on Amon's eye as well as "his" beyonder characteristics before running away.
***
In Sefirah castle The Fool held a crystal monocle in "his" hand. "He" performed a divination to see the dangers of accommodating it. The pendulum spun counter clockwise at a moderate speed. "He" tested a few more divinations as well to make sure. His results said that the danger would be moderate however once he returned it would take a toll on "his" humanity. The Fool leaned back in "his" seat and sealed the uniqueness in Sefirah castle. "He" wondered what to do as he didn't have his job to pass the time.
'I truly am the poorest god.' "He" lampooned.
The Fool sorted through the junk pile to find anything interesting. "He" picked up the radio which had been corrupted by the Mother Tree of Desire and decided to take it for a listen.
At a random point in the spirit world The Fool turned on the radio. For a moment it was static then a voice came through. The voice shook the spirit world causing the spirit creatures to flee or die of corruption. The Fool heard a familiar tune, it was a love song from the pre epoch. The Fool leaned back and listened to the tune humming along.
'Congratulations, you are the best singer amongst the gods.' The Fool lampooned.
He decided to sleep for a while.
***
Hela fired death knell with a lethal attack at the indulgence faction vampire. His brain matter splattered across the ground. She hated how used she was to this sight. At first she couldn't bear to look after all she was a normal person from Earth before how could she murder someone in cold blood?
Hela waited for the beyonder characteristic to form before taking it and leaving. She met up with Sherlock Moriarty, her fellow transmigrator, as well as Sharron and Maric members of the temperance faction. The four of them had formed a group to hunt down the indulgence faction within the city however things have been getting harder lately as the members of the indulgence faction were getting more careful. However they would still take time to indulge in their desires which would be the time they struck. Hela was preparing for her sequence 6 advancement as her spirit medium potion had been digested from constantly communicating with souls to gather information.
The door opened and a familiar figure walked in. It was the doctor. She hadn't seen him in a while however he had been providing some help through notes which were mysteriously left on her bedside table. For the others this was their first time seeing him making them all on guard.
"Oh, assistant, I have completed my mission and am here to assist." His enigmatic tone was the same as ever.
Noticing Hela's lowered guard the others put the pieces together and lowered their weapons.
"Doctor, could you help us track down some indulgence faction members?"
"Ah, no can do. Most members have gathered in to large groups with demigods leading them so going there would be a suicide mission."
The group was disappointed at the information however the doctor continued.
"For now you should just focus on your advancements. I have... been gifted a few characteristics from some kind beyonders who generously donated them for my research."
He took out a bag that seemed overflowing with surgical supplies and took out some beyonder characteristics they needed. Of course Sharron didn't get one as she required one for sequence 4. The doctor was also most likely at that level given how he wasn't acting like a disciple of silence, in fact he was quite the opposite. She kind of wished he advanced so he could shut up. He didn't act like a puppet either so his potion was definitely digested, that meant all he needed were the ingredients.
"Doctor, wouldn't it be good to attack the factions before they can fully gather their strength? Plus we might be able to get the characteristics for your advancement."
The doctor seemed to think about it for a moment.
"Alright but it will be an insane plan but you must all follow it perfectly or we will all die."
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