+Yes. I have eyes on the Chief Paladin. What? Is she having another episode? Tell her no. We’re not going to “try and stop the half-strand.” What does she want us to do? Try to peacefully secure him somehow? Maybe bribe him with a super booster pack for Stormjumpers?

  …

  No. It’s not going to work. Why? Because if you read any of the fucking intelligence briefings, you’d know there isn’t a pack he doesn’t already have! If Eagle-Noble wants to stop the Chief Paladin, then she can come do it herself.

  I caught enough backhands in one lifetime. I’m not eating another for her.+

  -”Observer-Narrow” (Ashthrone)

  24-6

  Diplomatic Vulnerabilities (III)

  The Paladins left the Elysium of Nuurhein with ten additional Bloodthanes arrested and a media frenzy rising in their wake. Observing Naeko through Kare’s eyes, Avo found himself glad of his prior achievement.

  Revealing Zein and delivering her unto Naeko had been a risky, ultimately worthwhile, ploy. Pain still emanated from the Chief Paladin’s mind, but there was a drive to him now. A drive that could be cultured, nourished, and directed.

  Leaving a submind to monitor Kare, Avo directed the bulk of his cognition to scour the Nether. One he cast down into various lobbies and mindscapes he subverted. Another stalked egos passing through high-traffic areas. One more scouted for potential targets worthy of subversion, while his base mind haunted the Exorcist Oversecs to see how deep the Nolothic infestation ran.

  [This is a waste of fucking time,] Peace said, sighing as Avo coursed along sequences and brushed through minds. Splinters darted through memories of places, melodies, and sensations without friction, and with each passing second the tension only grew. [Are you listening to me, you stupid shit? Emotion won’t waste warminds trying to ambush you this way. He’s not going to risk exposing his nodes to someone who might capture him–you’re the target. Only you. He can only create so many warminds–not like we had a lot of them fucking working in the first place.]

  +He’s different. Changed now.+ Avo drew from Peace’s memories, trying to establish habits and capabilities for Emotion, but reaped only disappointment.

  In many ways, Ori-Thaum and Noloth weren’t so different. The cells and the nodes were all meant to be outward-facing. Made to compromise enemies yet bottlenecked internally. There was something about the Nether that made one ever so wary of betrayal.

  Avo kept his splinters in motion and changed his trajectory. He sought a mind he subverted almost a month ago–Elder Mwaba D’Rongo of Ori-Thaum: the source of Clan D’Rongo’s subversion. If nothing else, he needed to scan her mind and take her off the board somehow. Or keep her monitored.

  As he dispatched a splinter toward her, the Nether whispered to him in novel and familiar ways. The warmind of Hysteria resonated with passing minds, memories, and thoughts like an intercepting amplifier of cognitive frequencies. The accentuated aspects of mindscapes around Avo shifted in correspondence with the memories he chose.

  Infusing Hysteria with memories of rage altered his perception, revealing to him constellations of fury that lined the egos around him. What’s more, his awareness stretched far beyond the Oversec, expanding to receive thoughtcasts from all cognitive emissions of a shared nature. Changing the primary emotion to sorrow made the constellations shift as well, but the effects remained. As he channeled sequences of richer detail through his newest warmind, the number of minds he resonated with diminished like stars dissolving into the black. When he finally assigned a memory unparalleled in its uniqueness, he stood alone in a space of stillness, the Nether an unmoving ocean.

  Despite how far Avo had come, it occurred to him that though he dove deep, he was still but a swimmer of the waters rather than the sea itself. But with each warmind he subsumed, the division between him and the Dreaming Unsea drew closer.

  Testing his newest evolution further, he channeled additional recollections connected to his initial encounter with Elder D’Rongo.

  Reality vanished within his perception. The Nether unshaped by memories and thoughts remained devoid of geometry or shape, rending all entities relative to each other by likeness alone. Across the cognitive vacuum, a single halo shivered in the Dreaming Unsea, its presence known to Avo–calling to him across the distance of light seconds.

  The old rules still applied: true stealth was impossible in the Nether–not unless possessed of a warmind of Delusion. Mwaba D’Rongo couldn’t hide, but distance and ambient noise could mask her presence. Such things were rendered inconsequential with Hysteria.

  Hysteria, which elevated memories and emotions to absoluteness. Hysteria, that fueled ghosts with repetitive sequence alone.

  Parts of its function made Avo consider its potential relations to the Auto-Seance phantasmic. There shared aspects that couldn’t be denied. As he changed his memories to those pertaining Emotion, the Hungers, and the Low Masters, the Nether returned to emptiness once more.

  He expected this, but disappointment still followed. Of course, Emotion wasn’t going to make it easy. But could they use the warmind to track him?

  [No,] Peace replied bitterly. [Your Conflagration. Ignorance. Your twisted nature let’s you command these Daemons. Use them like… like]

  +Heavens?+ Avo finished.

  [They don’t break after you touch them,] Peace continued, refusing to offer any concession. [They don’t go insane or collapse while you’re connected to them. Fucking Defiance. He must’ve done something to you. Like all the other somethings he did to you. You weren’t supposed to be capable of this, but I guess he fucking stole that Helix and imbued it inside you for a reason.]

  +Perhaps,+ Avo replied. +Was planning a lot of things. For years. Maybe since the very beginning.+

  Peace snorted. [And now Emotion finally has part of the cunt inside him. Shit. He’s probably putting the cunt inside my new nodes as well. If I even have new nodes. Maybe it’s just Emotion now.] A twang of anger followed that thought. [Fuck me, I might be getting replaced.]

  A splinter slipped past surveilling Exorcists and hidden Incubi to arrive within Mwaba D’Rongo’s mind. Before it went any further, Avo attempted a final test with his Hysteria. Amplifying his awareness once more, he tried to reach into the elder from a distant splinter. Tried, and failed.

  The potency of his ghosts was magnified. His cognitive senses were sharpened. His ability to scry was on the threshold of omniscience. But he couldn’t interact with the elder. Not without using a phantasmic or one of his splinters. Not without physical contact.

  As sound as sound, resonance was resonance.

  Change had to be inflicted by hands and force.

  Scouting her sequences, Avo considered having another conservation with the Ori-Thaum Elder in the guise of Emotion. Some among his templates saw the choice as inspired. The ones with tradecraft experience made him know that it was an unnecessary risk.

  Of course, the fact she remembered nothing about the Famines–or even her initial meeting with Avo proved to be disconcerting. Someone had cut the memories out of her. They took anything related to the official orders she dispatched to her clan, telling them to install and distribute Emotion’s fragments of Delusion as well.

  As things stood, D’Rongo could only recall being bored for the past few weeks. Bored, with a limited line of contact connecting her to Ori-Thaum keeping her mentally active while various golem-satellites projected across the Unwhere, bouncing her metaphysically stored body around the near void.

  [Great,] Corner muttered. [The Nolothi half-strands could have turned her at any time.]

  +Probably just the last few days,+ Avo said. There was a good chance that a few of Delusion’s shards were dormant inside her, waiting to strike. No sense in giving away his hand right now. Not when she still had a use.

  When Necrojack’s fought, it was a game of patience, deception, and control. Avo had the advantage of reach–needed to spread him across the districts, lobbies, and mindscapes to spread his influence. But he had to do it quietly, lest he found himself countered by another Conflagration once more.

  Leaving a splinter within D’Rongo, Avo checked in on Kare and the Paladins once more and found them on the way back to Scale. He extracted the submind he left in her with a whisper promising his return after things were calm. He didn’t need to risk triggering the Heaven of Truth–to be cast back into the Deep Nether now would be certain death.

  It was folly to assume surprise would serve him twice.

  As the rest of his consciousness swept through the city, multiplying like a hyper-charged plague thanks to his additional subminds, he found himself considering his next steps.

  Expansion was a necessity, but it would be wise to leave false trails or decoys to lure Emotion’s attention. Subverting and imprinting his own memories on expendable egos could be an option. Syndicate Necros were a plentiful resource in this regard. He could use volume and noise to his advantage. Force uncertainty on Emotion with all his active puppets.

  You could be reading stolen content. Head to the original site for the genuine story.

  Just as he was sure Emotion would be coming for those associated with him. White-Rab. Draus. Kare. Shotin. Chambers. Anyone they knew was in danger now. That meant he needed to help the Paladins and Ori-Thaum keep watch over Ambassador Valhu Kitzuhada, and maybe assign a few additional shards to linger near Marlowe as well.

  Whatever the case, strategy shouldn’t be conducted alone. He needed additional perspectives–and to incubate some helping Heavens.

  Casting the members of his cadre, he called for his own little assembly and instantly found his consideration turning to Highflame.

  Right. Veylis was going to hold her own get-together soon.

  Abrel sighed in the back of Avo’s mind. [The rivers of running shit don’t seem to ever have an end, huh, Avo? Welcome to politics.]

  AMOUNT OF NEW VULTUN INFECTED - [0.799%]

  ***

  "No, Captain Draus, ‘shit happens’ is not an acceptable response to two thousand innocent deaths!” With each syllable Kant Was a Prick pronounced, their avatar reverberated with agitation. Projected as a particularly ugly man adorned in a strange dress and sporting tufts of white hair on the sides of their skull from the tower’s information center, the EGI representing the so-called ethics committee made a whole spectrum of despairing noises as the debriefing progressed.

  Currently, he and a party of seven other active minds were suffering a particularly extreme conniption following an off-hand response from Draus.

  Draus, meanwhile, was actively reviewing combat footage from their prior engagement, ignoring the animated expressions of despair playing across Kant’s face.

  “Over two thousand dead. Two thousand! The sheer amount of attention–the controversy! And–and the High Seraph noticing the ghoul too–Zein would have never allowed this to happen!”

  Avo hissed at the whining mind. “Yes. She keeps casualties low. And I don’t get arrested. Both have our strengths.”

  Kant’s eyes widened in disbelief. In the back of Avo’s mind, Calvino just sighed. +Oh, dear, they’re not going to like that.+

  The absurdity of the moment was interrupted when Draus threw her head back and barked a laugh–the noise so loud it sent Dice’s kitten jolting upward in fright. A shame no one else seemed to appreciate his attempt at humor.

  +You promised me comedy would be advantageous,+ Avo said, directing a glare at Kassamon. +Take the tension off.+

  [It does! But sarcasm sounds different when it’s coming from a giant man-eating monster. Maybe change your fucking vocal cords next time–I don’t know. You sound like you clean your throat with sandpaper.] The Paladin’s template sighed.

  {Now, let us consider that there are a great many unforeseen elements,} Calvino said, hovering above Avo like some kind of ethereal defender. The molecular dawn that severed as his avatar shivered languidly with each word, and as the ansible tied to Avo’s sheath activated again and again, another conversation was happening in the Nether at speed unfathomable to the terrestrials.

  The cadre was convened atop Avo’s tower of blood, with those in the area seated around the information center in person and those beyond substituted by their phantoms. All where present in one form or another, and the mood of the present conversation could best be described as “overwhelming.”

  +Jaus, Avo, I didn’t know you had bosses too,+ Marlowe said. Avo discovered the worst thing about bringing a thoughtcaster into your hidden conspiracy was the risk that you might pick a particularly nosey woman with too much spare imps and spare time. At least she listened when he warned her against initiating a public thoughtcast. It would be a shame to lose another media so soon.

  +Not bosses,+ Avo replied. +More like… benefactors.+

  +Sure. I called the ones I worked under different things too. Fuckers. Sows. Cunts. Assholes. Rash-bait. Rusters. I get it.+

  She really didn’t.

  Kant continued arguing with Calvino about the portrayal of events. The former was banging his fist against a table he just manifested. The latter was trying to place the blame where it properly belonged: with Emotion.

  Through it all, Kae swallowed repeatedly, worried that she might lose some of her newly provided privileges. Cas, Denton, Essus, and Sunrise where phantasmally projected into several other seats, and each sported an indifferent expression. The faither in particular shot Avo a sympathic look.

  +This isn’t special,+ Cas said. His actual sheath was in the crate being smuggled out of Omnitech territory. +Zein would get us into one of these meetings every time she went on a drug binge.+

  +How often was that?+ Avo asked.

  +About twice a week.+

  The ghoul winced. Gods. The Paladins should keep her forever.

  As Kant wound down with a final exhausted sigh, they turned their attention to Avo. And then their expression twitched. “Do what you can to avoid high-density areas. Or reduce risks to bystanders. Two thousand people–I know that you are fighting a war, but still we must strive to preserve. Those are lives, Avo. Lives. They matter. Now all their experiences will left unfinished, and all that care for them will be left alone.”

  The pain in the mind’s voice was palpable, and more than a little discomforting for Avo. The fact they cared to such a degree while not being human at all seemed unnatural. Deliberately vulnerable.

  Such a construct couldn’t have possibly been made on Idheim.

  “I know,” Avo said. “Trying to hunt Emotion down. Contain him. But can’t lie. Won’t. More will die. More. Because he’s going to do whatever it takes to claim me. And I won’t hesitate to unmake him. Will do all I can for choiceless. Is all I can offer.”

  A silence befell the gathered parties.

  Draus stretched her arms high and yawned. “So. Now that the whimperin’s finally done, think we oughta go over what the fuck comes next. Start with Denton. Reckon you got the best look at how fucked Clan D’Rongo is–how far the rot’s spread through the Silvers in general.”

  Denton nodded as her projected figure briefly flickered. +The Nolothic infiltration is troubling and deep, but not total even among the D’Rongo faithful. The elder’s influence runs far, but the cells subsist on paranoia. I’ve made contact with more than a few Mirror-Concaves that have remained uncompromised–or eschewed the dispatched “phantasmic” entire in favor of clarification from the Inner Council. Hence, I suspect the Low Masters’ influence to be mostly contained for now.+

  Not unexpected news. Ori-Thaum’s various clans were pretty much quietly warring with each other almost constantly. Suspicion and counter-intelligence was a way of life for them. As was the point of having an extremely segregated command structure.

  “Keep watching them,” Avo said. “And be careful. Noloth has begun unrestrained use of warminds.”

  +I’m aware. My contacts at Omnitech said they went on high alert three times today, causing the Noosphere to be quarantined.+

  “COGNITIVE BREACHING is a category [10] risk,” the Techplaguer chimed. “The Sleeper must be kept from [CASE STUDY] Nightmares."

  {Every time you talk makes me feel like I’m having a stroke,} Calvino said sweetly.

  “I WISH THAT YOU COULD!” The Techplaguer screamed.

  “Right,” Draus continued. “So Clan D’Rongo’s fucked, but not that fucked with the Famines skittering back to their holes. Just gotta be careful about them dumping fire across the Nether. Or makin’ our consangs null us in desperation.”

  A white rabbit flashed into shape next to Draus and glared at her. +I’m not sorry; I was diving for my life.+

  The Regular sneered at Avo. “Yeah. No apology. Definitely related.”

  The chuffed back at her. “Dealing with Emotion and the Hungers is now a new long-term objective. Going to need everyone to move under my cognitive umbrella. Disrupt your mind regularly if I’m occupied or absent. Hostile splinters almost impossible to detect otherwise.”

  +Great,+ Tavers added. +As if being a squire didn’t make me paranoid enough. You sure do know how to add spice to an old woman’s life.+

  “Doing his worst,” Chambers answered on Avo’s behalf. His breath was whispy and distant, and there was a flatness to his gaze. Seated on the far end of the table, there was an uncanny grin that pulled at his features, and so persistent was his expression that Kae shot him more than a few worrying glances.

  Avo needed to talk with him afterward. See what could be done. The splinters he left in Chambers revealed one thing though–the man was fundamentally changing. The way he perceived himself had been altered after his encounter with Emotion. For good or ill, Chambers was growing, and unless he asked, Avo would let life take its course.

  “More immediate concern is Highflame assembly,” Avo said, bringing up screens of mem-data. Profiles connected to the four Instruments he recently subverted spilled upward like inverted waterfalls, and the cadre’s attention drifted over to the information center. “Going to create a direct feed to their minds. See if I can get a splinter into an Authority. Or at least find out what Veylis is planning.”

  A shadow passed over Draus as she turned to face Avo. “You sure that’s a good idea? You said she was lookin’ down at you earlier. Watchin’.”

  “Don’t know how much she saw,” Avo replied. “Only that she probably followed my Canon of Chronology.”

  It took a lot to make Jelene Draus uneasy, but the icon she once served under–the daughter of Zein Thousandhand and Jaus Avandaer was a titan of dread that cast a long shroud over all of New Vultun, and by the nature of her Heaven, that statement could even be understood literally.

  “Don’t think she can detect my splinters,” Avo said. “Will jack out at first risk. Also going to be pulling up Bloodthanes too. See what they know.”

  “Shotin’s in Paladin custody for now, but should be released shortly,” Kae said. “Oh! Maybe you can pick up some more Bloodthanes through the Oversec. Didn’t Naeko arrest a few?”

  Avo grunted in agreement. That was a wise idea. “Yes. Also. Kae. Harvested six more Souls. Seven Heavens. Past the Six Sphere now. Think I also have a Domain of Speed finally.”

  The Agnos’ face broke into a grin. “Good, good. I was going to go over something with you anyway. I have ideas I wish to try.”

  “What about the Sang,” Dice said, breaking her silence. The kitten was sitting on her lap, its head poking just past the table. It’s bead-black eyes stared disdainfully at Avo, and he fought the urge to hiss back. “The… the one you captured and released.”

  “Elegant-Moon,” Avo said. “She’s currently pending release from a demiplane. Menders going over her. Final touches. They’ll judge her as stable and uncompromised aside from existing ego damage.” He grinned. “Will have more than one use for her in the future.”

  Time to see if he could rebuild an ego using his splinters soon. First Elegant-Moon. Then Taver’s boy.

  There was just no end to the work, it seemed.

  But was there any other way to live?

  UPDATING TO CHARACTER SHEET COMING SOON

  Ontologics

  In effect after 19-12

  Ghosts - [26,562,372]

  Liminal Frame (V) - 23,871 THAUM/c

  User: Avo

  Heaven/Hell: [Woundmother] - 10,002 THAUM/c

  Heaven

  ->Domain: (Blood)

  ->Canon: Haemokinesis (IV) - All blood in user’s area of influence can be controlled; speed and force experience exponential increases with each ton of force controlled

  ->Hubris: Central pillar of the Heaven must remain 80 tons; each ton of non-central mass controlled increases thaumic and Rend-based demands (5%)

  ->Canon: Linger - User can eject constructs shaped from their blood; each construct generated accrues Rend based on design and size

  ->Hubris: Central pillar of the Heaven must remain 80 tons; each ton of non-central mass controlled increases thaumic and Rend-based demands (5%; x2 backlash)

  ->Canon: Sanguinity’s Reign (IV) - A building haemokinetic storm continuously expands from the user, spreading their area of influence (without limitations) as far as the storm can metaphysically expand; generates more Rend the larger the area it takes up

  ->Hubris: Attempting to move and alter more than 80 tons of matter without constituting a central construct will result in thaumic backlash (20%)

  ->Canon: Exsanguinating Helix - Allows the user to instill an exsanguinating effect in a piece of matter, causing it to drain all the blood its mass can contain when in contact with a non-user designated entity; the larger the object instilled, the higher the Rend

  ->Hubris: If the object is destroyed, thaumic backlash will be inflicted (15%)

  ->Domain: (Matter)

  ->Canon: Alchemization (V) - The user can subsume and channel and combine the properties of 108 fragments of physical matter through their blood; the limit of fragments channeled can be increased at the cost of thaumic and Rend-based demands.

  ->Hubris: Any attempts to subsume gaseous or liquid matter will incur backlash. (12%)

  ->Canon: Remembrance of Matter (V) - The user can memorize the traits of all physical matter they subsume at a hundredth of the thaumic cost; the matter they memorized can be assembled and blended before a construct is formed

  ->Hubris: If matter being subsumed has their state changed mid-subsumption, thaumic backlash will be triggered (9%)

  ->Canon: Stormwreathed - The user can temporarily convert their mass into electricity

  ->Hubris: If the user is submerged by water in this state, thaumic backlash will be triggered (15%)

  ->Canon: Haemification - The user can turn all influenceable matter into blood

  ->Hubris: Any attempts to subsume gaseous or liquid matter will incur backlash (12%; x2 backlash)

  ->Domain: (Fire)

  ->Canon: Matterbomb - The user can detonate pieces of matter based on mass and inherent energy

  ->Hubris: If the matter being detonated is destroyed before ignition, moderate (EST. 35%) severe backlash will be inflicted

  ->Domain: (Luminosity)

  ->Canon: The Light Unseen - The user can blend their matter with the light of their surroundings should they stop perceiving the world visually

  ->Hubris: If the user has their perception active while this canon is in use, (EST. 51%) severe backlash will be inflicted

  ->Domain: (Protection)

  ->Canon: Fortress of Luminosity - The user emanates a luminous shroud that renders all physical matter bathed by its shine invulnerable; generates heavy Rend (1.2%) every second canon is active

  ->Hubris: There must be a persistent source of light for the user to imitate in the environment or from the user themselves or thaumic backlash will be triggered. (5%)

  ->Domain: (Biology)

  ->Canon: My Blood The Harvester, My Flesh the Symphony (III) - Allows the user to grow, blend, or extract biological organisms and structures from their blood.

  ->Hubris: Another source of biomass must be present and in the area of influence or thaumic backlash will be inflicted. (6%) ->Canon: Remembrance of Flesh (V) - Allows user to memorize traits from biological organisms at a tenth of the thaumic cost; the biomass they memorized can be spliced before they are grown.

  ->Hubris: Another source of biomass must be present and in the area of influence or thaumic backlash will be inflicted (6%; x2 backlash)

  ->Domain: (Lightning)

  ->Canon: Boltstride (III) - Allows the user to transmute and move all blood-based structures as bolts of lightning; distance limited to the reach of user’s Sanguinity

  ->Hubris: Attempting to move over 120 tons of matter as a single bolt will trigger (EST. 87%) extreme thaumic backlash

  Hell - [Fifth Circle]

  ->Domain: (Matter/Entropy/Luminosity)

  ->Canon: Breath of the Withered (V) - Allows the user to expel their total Rend as an entropic storm across their area of influence; the storm will disintegrate matter through withering bolts of lightning (This canon is absolute)

  ->Daemon: Striking the same place twice will result in the manifestation of an Anathema of Ruin, causing the user to lose control of the Heaven

  ->Canon: Barrage of the Withered (V) - Allows the user to expel their total Rend as an entropic projectile the size, shape, and speed of the Woundmother at its maximum potential; this projectile can be guided by the user and is loosed faster with higher Rend (This canon is absolute)

  ->Daemon: Should the projectile not dissolve sufficient matter, the projectile will birth as an Anathema of Ruin

  ->Canon: Shadowbreaker (III) - Allows the user to influence all shadows in their vicinity with a touch of luminosity that will continue to expand and dissolve anything physical covered by the shadows

  ->Daemon: Should an insufficient amount of physical matter in darkness be consumed in (8 seconds), an Anathema of Ruin will be manifested.

  Heaven/Hell: [Fardrifter] - 5,660 THAUM/c

  Heaven

  ->Domain: (Air)

  ->Canon: Horizon Strider (III) - The user takes on the properties of a hurricane and can influence winds for 250 kilometers

  ->Hubris: If an external force counters the motion of the user’s centrifugal force, severe (EST. 59%) thaumic backlash will be triggered

  ->Domain: (Space)

  ->Canon: Yondergales (IV) - The user’s demiplane now encompasses ten kilometers, with each ton of mass multiplying the base speed of their winds (252 kilometers per hour)

  ->Hubris: If an object over 5,000 degrees celsius is drawn into the plane, extreme (EST. 83%) thaumic backlash will be triggered.

  ->Canon: The Nine Streams of Freedom - The user can materialize from any nine points in space their winds encompass (250 kilometers)

  ->Hubris: if they emerge in a confined space and are unable to fully materialize, thaumic backlash will be triggered. (10%)

  ->Canon: Shadowrun (II) - The user can surge within shadows as if they are wind tunnels (x10 current speed); shadows must be connected to pass from one to another.

  ->Hubris: If a light shines and clears away the user’s shadow, heavy (EST. 39%) thaumic backlash will be triggered

  ->Domain: (Shadow)

  ->Canon: Midnight Hand - The user can blow, move, and shift shadows together as if they are waves in a storm.

  ->Hubris: If the user is between shadows when the wind stops blowing and the bridge breaks, moderate (22%) thaumic backlash will be triggered.

  ->Domain: (Labyrinth)

  ->Canon: Path of the Nine Storms (III) - User manifests a maze-like dungeon in the walls of their winds, allowing them to create and weave winding paths from tunnels of air; the maze is a fixed spatial anchor (may not be affected by spatial changes) that can be triggered at any time.

  ->Hubris: If the inner walls of the dungeon are forcibly breached and someone enters the eye of the storm (where resides the Yondergales), heavy (EST. 39%) thaumic backlash will be generated.

  Hell - [Fourth Circle]

  ->Domain: (Air/Entropy/Labyrinth)

  ->Canon: Halt of the Passing (IV) - The user can enchain all actors and objects moving through their area of physical influence (250 Kilometers) with stasis

  ->Daemon: An anathema of correspondence will be birthed if the total velocity drained exceeds the total Rend accrued

  ->Canon: Waybreaker (II) - The user distorts all directionality about them (10 kilometers), causing space to coil and distend, randomizing vectors of movement for all actors and objects caught in their wake.

  ->Daemon: Rend must be balanced in nine minutes or an Anathema of Correspondence will manifest.

  Heaven/Hell: [Techplaguer] - 200 Thaum/c

  Heaven

  ->Domain: (Signals)

  ->Canon: Skin of Virtuality - Layers user in mirror-reality raw data and information, allowing them to move and exist as radio signals might and shift inorganic objects in their vicinity as blocks of temporarily stored data (reloads back to their original position in reality after miracle ends)

  ->Hubris: The user cannot pass through lead without incurring heavy (EST. 41%) thaumic backlash.

  ->Domain: (Space)

  ->Canon: Techjumper - User inserts themselves into a signal or system capable of transmitting signals, moving as a packet of data and materializing at the endpoint of the transmission.

  ->Hubris: If the transfer is disrupted halfway, moderate (22%) thaumic backlash will be triggered.

  ->Domain: (Biology)

  ->Canon: TechSick.exe (II) - User mimics the properties and symptoms in a virus and transfers that over to a signal-receiving system, affecting the machine as if it were a person

  ->Hubris: If the transfer is disrupted halfway, moderate (22%) thaumic backlash will be triggered. (x2)

  Hell - [Third Circle]

  ->Domain: (Signal/Entropy)

  ->Canon: Datarot - The user decays and distorts signals and data within their ability to influence

  ->Daemon: If a signal the user is decaying is disrupted and they are unable to find another within (5 seconds) to continue expelling their Rend, an Anathema of Epistemology will be generated

  HEART OF NOLOTH]: 0%

  DOMAINS DETECTED (SHADOW/FORCE/SPACE)

  Implants

  Mime-Fog: Allows Avo to produce a spore-expelled field of active camouflage

  Celerostylus: A symbiotic reflex booster laced into Avo's spine; accelerates him a bit over sixty-five miles an hour in his baseline body

  Echoheads: A chimeric bioform adapted into an implant. Can provide echolocation for eight hundred feet. Designed from a hyper-durable silicon-chitin structure that also allows each of the eight heads to piece forward from the inside like a mantis shrimp punches.

  Bone Demon: A body-sheathe--complete overhaul of Avo's physical form. made from a nest of super-tensile, hyper-synaptic nanofibrous mycelia on the interior. Beyond the threads, thick plates of cordyceramite line the outside like jagged skeletal continents emerging from a sea of webs. Bound to his biology, Avo is able to harden and shift his structural integrity, as well as shape the growth of the fungal-ceramic matter that would encase his outer skin.

  Meldskin: A smart-fluid adaptive combat skin capable of altering its composition to suit almost any environment and slowly return to full integrity. Possess holographic disguises, advanced visual sensors, omnidirectional thrusters, and a highly advanced reactor. Can also interface with other pieces of advanced voidtech.

  Metamind

  Ghosts: [17,313,887]

  SPRITES: {4.2TB/s…}

  [QUICKSAND SYNC TRAUMA] COG-CAP: 55 SEQUENCES (VARIABLE)

  ->STRUCTURE: “A LIMPID POOL FILLED WITH BODIES DRIFTING BENEATH THE WAVES; WHATEVER TRAUMA STRIKES THE SURFACE WILL IN CAUSE IT TO IGNITE AND SIMULATE A RESEQUENCING OF SAID TRAUMA”

  ->FUNCTION: GUARDS THE MIND USING A LAYER OF TRAUMATIC MEMORIES: CAPABLE OF ADAPTING TO TRAUMAS AFTER SUSTAINING AGAINST THE FIRST IMPACT

  [THOUGHTWAVE DISRUPTOR] COG-CAP: [ERROR] SEQUENCES

  ->STRUCTURE: [NULL]

  ->FUNCTION: TAPS INTO THE ENTIRETY OF THE USER’S COGNITIVE CAPACITY AND EXPELS UNSTABLE MEM-DATA OUTWARD, DISRUPTING AN AREA OF (CONTINGENT OF GHOST CAPACITY) SPACE

  [INCOG] COG-CAP: [x] SEQUENCES (VARIABLE; MUST MATCH ALL OTHER INTERNAL MEMORIES BEYOND THE WARDS)

  ->STRUCTURE: “AN OPALESCENT SUN RAINS DOWN OVER THE LANDSCAPE; LIGHT SPILLS FROM IT MORE LIKE MERCURY DOLLOPS THAN RAYS, BASKING EVERYTHING IN A REFLECTIVE SHEEN WHILE DRINKING UP MEM-DATA INTO ITS CORE”

  ->FUNCTION: ALLOWS THE USER TO CAMOUFLAGE THEMSELVES FROM NOTICE VIA THE OBFUSCATION OF THEIR MEMORIES AND THOUGHTSTUFF. NO ACCRETION WILL LEAK DURING THIS PERIOD AND ALL OUTWARD REACTING PHANTASMICS WILL BE PLACED INTO A DORMANT STATE UNTIL DELIBERATE ACTIVATION.

  [WHISPER] COG-CAP: 19 SEQUENCES (BASELINE)

  ->STRUCTURE: FIVE/SIX LEGGED DOG CHASES A FLYING LETTER WHILE A DRONE STRIKES A VILLA.

  ->FUNCTION: ALLOWS THE EXTENSION OF CONSCIOUS AWARENESS BY 60 FEET AND THE DELIVERANCE OF COG-DATA WITHIN SAID FIELD OF AWARENESS; CAN BE EXTENDED BY MULTIPLES SHOULD MORE SEQUENCES BE USED

  [PHYS-SIM] COG-CAP: 18 SEQUENCES (FIXED)

  ->STRUCTURE: A MISSILE LOCKED TO AN AEROVEC, EVER INCHING CLOSER, DODGING INCOMING POINT DEFENSE FIRE”

  ->FUNCTION: CALCULATES THE ACCELERATION VECTORS AND IMPACT LANES OF UP TO TWELVE DYNAMIC OBJECTS

  [OSARAI MEMGUARD] COG-CAP: 20 SEQUENCES (BASELINE) [REPLACED BY QUICKSAND IN AVO'S METAMIND]

  ->STRUCTURE: “A HURRICANE TWISTING AND HURTLING SCREAMING FIGURES AND BROKEN STRUCTURES”

  ->FUNCTION: GUARDS THE MIND USING A LAYER OF TRAUMATIC MEMORIES: CAPABLE OF WITHSTANDING AND REFORMING AGAINST HEAVY-MASS PHANTASMAL INTRUSIONS; VULNERABLE TO NARROW-BUILD INVADERS.

  [AUTO-SEANCE] COG-CAP: 2 SEQUENCES (BASELINE)

  ->STRUCTURE: “A STAR BLEEDS INTO A SPIRAL OF SPLICED MEMORY SNIPPETS [ERROR: MEMORY ARTIFACTS TOO BRIEF FOR REVIEW...]"

  ->FUNCTION: ALLOWS OMNI-SYNCHRONIC COMMUNICATIONS BETWEEN TWO OR MORE MINDS ACROSS ALL AREAS ENCOMPASSED BY THE PRESENCE OF THE NETHER

  [MORALITY INJECTOR] COG-CAP: 20 SEQUENCES (BASELINE)

  ->STRUCTURE: “A RESPLENDENT CAGE WITH A CINEMA PROJECTION OF PAST HAPPENINGS PLAYING ACROSS THE SKY"

  ->FUNCTION: ALLOWS THE USER TO NULLIFY SPECIFICALLY ENCODED IMPULSES WITH COUNTER-EMOTIONAL DOSES OF MEMORY.

  GHOSTJACK (ALLOWS FOR THE MODIFICATION AND EDITING OF MEMORIES AND SEQUENCES; SHAPES TRAUMA AND COMMANDS GHOSTS)

  [SKIMMER PERCEPTION EMANATOR]

  TRAUMA PATTERNS:

  [ASELERI'S FOLLY] - HIGH PAIN INFLICTION; PHYSICAL TORTURE BASED

  [LUCILLE’S REGRET] - HIGH EMOTIONAL TORMENT; REGRET AND ANGUISH ALIGNED

  [LUCILLE’S AGONY] - HIGH PAIN INFLICTION; PHYSICAL TORTURE BASED; BODY DYSMORPHIC AFFLICTED

  [SECONDHAND FATALITY] - EXTREME PAIN INFLICTION; EGO-KILLING TRAUMA FOR HUMANS

  [BENEFACTOR’S DREAD] - HIGH EMOTIONAL TORMENT; FEAR OF COMING DEATH

  [ARATNID’S KISS] - HIGH PHYSICAL TORMENT; CASTRATION AND PRIMAL FEAR-BASED

  THE BURNING DREAMER

  MIND-TEMPLATES

  [AVO]

  The Talons

  Abrel Greatling

  The Shadows

  Benhata Veloso

  Glitch

  Lip

  Corner

  Osjack Thenndenn

  (Ashthrone/Sanctus assault force)

  Dice

  Chambers

  Paladin Kare

  Paladin Kassamon

  Enclavers

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