Grey woke up with a start, completely taken off guard.
He died? How? When? What happened?
He blinked for a long while, almost as though to try and make sure he was really seeing such a familiar room around him. He had been so confident after he figured out how to snatch the alien’s Ability, only for it to end that way nonetheless?
The frown on his face tightened.
’Wait.’
Grey thought of sothing and sent his mind into his Cyber Space. A familiar small little fla was sitting there, flickering above. It bobbed when it saw him almost in greeting.
"What happened? How did I die?"
A pulse ca from the fla and Grey rolled his eyes.
"You’re a real piece of shit, you know that?"
Another pulse.
"No. I’m not going to give you credit for reviving . I’m half convinced you need for sothing you’re going to trap in a death loop for eventually, so you can take these thanks and shove them up your ass."
Another pulse. This one, Grey was pretty sure, ant "fair enough."
He scoffed.
The fla’s response to his question had been "you’re weak." But he already knew that much, he just wanted to know what the hell happened. Was the gap really that large? How was that even possible?
Did they not all start at Proving Class? And if they didn’t start at Proving Class, then who decided to set these rules?
It just felt like the Genesis Gas were here precisely to help you advance. What was the point of joining if you were already a broken powerhouse? Sothing wasn’t adding up.
The fla began to pulse.
Grey blinked. It was trying to convey sothing pretty complicated right now. It took several tries before Grey felt that he got the gist of it.
"You’re saying that his Fra has a higher sync rate with his body than mine does? Why didn’t anyone tell I had to worry about sync rate with Fras too?"
Grey felt like he got scamd. It was no wonder there was such a gap between "perfect" Fras. There was probably a hidden stat on all of them that he hadn’t noticed until now.
"So if I’m not of the right race, there are certain Fras I’ll never be able to use properly?"
The fla pulsed. It was saying yes, but there was yet another complication in its tone.
Grey scoffed when he understood its aning. "What the hell do you an I have you? What do you do?"
The fla seed offended and began to gesture wildly with its flickering embers.
"So chs." Grey said, shaking his head. "Basically you’re not the useful one here at all, I still have to make it."
The fla went into a tirade.
Grey chuckled inwardly. At this point, he was just trolling the little guy a bit. He had to vent his frustration on soone, and that didn’t seem like it was going to be the alien anyti soon.
Right now, he had three Fras. One was made for Dark Kin, the second was made for... goblins? Grey honestly wasn’t sure. As for his Helion Fra—or what was now his Dark Solveign Fra, it was probably made for so elental creature like that floating cloud of lightning he had seen on the Great Udon’s recap.
He had the talent to use his Fras, but he was making up for a lot with his intuition. There were so things that couldn’t be bridged without proper sync rate.
The fla pulsed.
Grey frowned. "The Last Paladin is a Fra compatible with humans?"
The fla pulsed in confirmation.
"Oh..."
Grey felt even worse about that. He had landed a clean blow with Last Paladin activated and it did nothing.
The fla pulsed again.
"Only certain humans?" Grey asked. "You’ve really got to be more specific than that."
The fla started releasing pulses that reminded Grey of sothing.
Horns?
"Oh, you an that I need more of that potion?"
The fla pulsed in confirmation and Grey had the whole picture.
The Fra was compatible with Humans and was the one thing he wouldn’t need to use a ch to bridge the gap with. However, it needed a high caliber of human. aning, Grey needed to get as close to the pinnacle of humanity as he could before he saw the truly powerful effects of the Fra.
But he had no idea where to get it.
The main empire’s city, maybe?
Grey’s gaze flickered and he thought of using that treasure from Frantz again.
’If I can’t defeat the slimy alien fuck right now, and for so reason getting Amunet to co faster makes it appear faster, then using it might be my only shot.’
Grey took a breath and exhaled.
He was really rolling the dice here. He only had seven shots left and he just got one-shot by that alien. If he wasted another by going into the maw of the empire, then he would basically be left with six at that point.
But if he didn’t take risks with more loops left, then he wasn’t exactly going to have a shot here at all.
That gap wasn’t sothing that he could close right now.
If he did go to the city, though, he would only have 24 hours before the loop reset on him. What was he going to do with it?
Grey pulled out a familiar bracelet and it morphed into a pendant that almost looked like the head of an arrow if soone was gaudy enough to make them out of gold.
Grey stood up.
"Grey?" Mauve called out.
"I’ll be back." Grey said absentmindedly.
Of course, he was lying through his teeth. If he was back anyti soon it ant that he was screwed.
Though, he still passed by and killed that fuck Alvin again. He really couldn’t stand the look of that guy.
When he was outside the hub, he activated and set it to return to the last location Frantz had been.
’This is going to be a doozy.’
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