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197. From the Perspective of the Archvist

Death. Streets washed with fresh blood. Gutters filled with the discarded remains of the tasteless. An urban complex of sewerage mixed with what could barely pass as homes ran through the city. Where the red, cobblestone streets were its veins, it...

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196. A Mother's Love

Hellen could never forget their faces. It hadn’t been that long to begin with. With the whole time dilation shenanigans and everything they’ve gone through, Frost felt like they’ve been separated for years.

Hellen was one of the few pe...

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195. Hellen's Store

The rumor of Mimicry was one of several in the Nex Megaloplis. Unconfirmed threats and gossips were categorized by the awareness and commotion they generated amongst the populace, whether in Nex Megalopolis or afar. They began nothing but rumors b...

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194. And the Store Clerk is No More

Hellen’s music store was located along H5’s main strip. Vocalis was the name of its major city, and the nearby settlements were named similarly after instruments. This city was, to Frost’s shock, named after Hellen the Vocalist by the late G...

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193. Nav's Wish

Farewells were exchanged, and everyone was prepared to depart. Before this, Frost had privately spoken to Kissaria regarding the Oboros Infinitas. To her surprise, she knew of the name but not their purpose. They were an Atelier that apparently di...

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192. Goodbye, Navigator!

Nav never spoke another word since it received its Atelier Item. The sweet nectar of morality couldn’t have been crueler. It dangled before Nav, just out of reach.

Suspended was the cupcake, left to wait until the day Nav gained its body.<...

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191. Their Atelier Items

The Derma layer smelt of fresh blood. Due to the disparity of time between the Epiderma and the Derma layer it was as though they had never left. Ruined walls gushed with blood. The remains of the City of Vocals was one colossal dilapidated founta...

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190. Why Do Birds Fly?

“Why do birds fly?”

Frost tried to find a hidden meaning behind this question. But no matter how hard she pondered, she could only arrive at only one logical answer.

“Is it because they’re given wings?” She uttered, causing K...

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189. Kissaria's Process

“Lift yer chin. Take a deep breath. Push out your chest like a baboon lookin’ for a mate! No… MORE!”

Kissaria coached Frost somewhere on the newly formed 4thfloor. A yellow tint defined this level, as did giant, spacious corridors wh...

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188. The Impulse Artificer

Time operated in mysterious ways. In the minutes that Frost had spent in the presence of the Site Core translated to hours outside. Her body was described to have been frozen to an observer. Like her time had stopped.

Jury was the only one w...

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187. The Sound of a Gentle Clock

Frost began to move again, and this time, she noticed that she was finally able to approach the Site Core at a reasonable rate. The Black Horsemen never allowed her to get close. The flames she possessed frightened it despite its relatively moot t...

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186. The Black Horseman

The term ‘if you gaze into the abyss, then the abyss stares back at you’ carried a tangible weight. It was not just a mere figure of speech, or the uncanniness of gazing into the unknown.

Rather, she felt as though something within stare...

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185. The Site Core

Frost’s mind immediately went to Jury. She couldn’t help but wonder if her ticking was anything similar to the Aberrations. Nothing suggested this was the case, and she was shooting blanks for all she knew. But she still entertained the idea.<...

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184. A Stroll Around the Site

Nights in F-H5 were filled with an eerie silence. The worst nights dipped to sub-freezing temperatures in the Twilight layers, which were level 3 and 4. It was much warmer above in the Shallows, and it seldom saw a night that deviated from the per...

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183. Last of the Tribulations

They were at the dawn of the 4th day. The morning Tribulation was a breeze, just like the previous few. Today, their first encounter was with the Bloody Festival. They sent their sluggish Reorganizers, only to be incinerated by Frost's fire magic....

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182. Impuritas and Their One Wish

She barged into the northern room and left the crowd of Workers and Employees shocked by the state of the hallways. They could not believe a healer was capable of such combat prowess, and not to mention that her speed was so swift that she lea...

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181. Tribulation Dungeon: Crimson Hunger

There were 3 rules when it came to Tribulations.

The first was that all Workers needed to immediately cease all activity and return from mandated breaks to deal with the threat. It did not matter if they were asleep or ill. It was a...

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180. A Slightly Normal Cer

A Corrupted created by Frost’s own trauma.

The thought that such a thing existed caused conflicting emotions to arise. It was a weird, almost motherly feeling. But there was also a begrudging sense of hostility. The Vengeful Red-Hooded Ass...

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179. The Origin of the Biggest Red Sniping Hood

“Have you ever gotten a positive outcome from it?” Frost asked, looking at the counter which had a giant ‘X’ on it, indicating that the Corrupted was incapable of escaping.

“Once, that’s how we know it’s useless. But it produce...

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178. Confirming a Corrupted

The Facility never sleeps.

So long as the Corrupted existed then the Workers, the Employees, the Navigator, and the omnipotent Overseer could not afford to take pleasure in leisurely comforts. They had strict curfews and two separate shifts,...

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Special 3: Dreams and Nightmares

Frost couldn’t remember the last time she dreamt. Her nights were so rugged and restless that she spent hours gazing up at the stars. The constellations always looked the same. If it weren’t for the Nexus, then she would have believed she was ...

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177. Instruments and the 5-Day Plan

Relationships between Frost and the entirety of F-H5 were strained. She appeared highly arrogant in the rest of the Facility’s eyes regarding her strongarming of the Overseer. As a result, her ground was quickly unwanted from their appointed res...

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176. Taking Ara

Ara was a Blessed Conductor much to their surprise. A Conductor were those that were able to conjure a magical symphony for mostly support. Where potions helped the individual, and where other Professions allowed people to buff people in masse, Co...

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175. A Musical Prisoner

Frost scoured the first half of the 3rd floor. Each floor increased by 50% as one descended. As large as it was, traversing them was a simple task for their speed. Frost had been compiling the Attributes of the Corrupted and aligning them with the...

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174. The Corrupted Coffee Machine

Floor by floor, Frost and her team familiarized themselves with the layout. Each floor was built like a spider’s web, with interconnecting tunnels between each major wing. The wings were located at the ends of the corridors. Each floor had 4 win...

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173. Understanding ImpulseWorks

Towns. Cities. Kingdoms. Domains. Empires. These were all Nex-rich environments.

She was surprised to find that even Colors were allowed to have a flick through the Overseer's Manual so long as they were granted permission by Level 1 personn...

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ImpulseWorks Training Manual

Link to G-Drive containing PDF.

https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/18TVJ0GcpMUxzUJpQLwBgmPkvxpVC2JC3?usp=sharing...

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172. An Overview of F-H5

ImpulseWorks Sites were never small. Even the most mundane and low-risked Sites were behemoths that rested beneath rock and soil. The corridors Frost and her group travelled through were made large for the purpose of accommodating Corrupted upward...

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171. ImpulseWorks Site Workers

An array of footsteps rapidly approached. The thick steel doors were raised open as 5 black-suited personnel flooded the room. It was a small mix of individuals with polarizing personalities.

Where one smiled and gave a small, cheerful wave,...

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170. ImpulseWorks Black Box

Black Box

< A black music box used to record sound. Used by ImpulseWorks and Caldera Industries for training, documentation, and testimonies >

< Or in catastr...

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