Posts from 🍁Nine Ancient Obelisks Auto-translated

🐱🐲: This has nothing to do with current events. But I see Kamistella running around without any guards, and I can't help but wonder...
🎪🏹: How does sand not get stuck in her crotch? Or does it get stuck, which is why she's so unpleasant?
🐱🐲: No. The question is more theoretical, related to my development of new races and my experience communicating in the setting chat.
⛓️♿: Sounds interesting. I sense a catch, but I don't understand where.
🐱🐲: Do Lunarians have menstrual cycles?
⛓️♿: Ah, there it is. Yes, it's definitely an important, burning question, humanity's number one mystery.
🎪🏹: Guyosha, just say it.
⛓️♿: What do you want from me?!
🐱🐲: Who else? You're our expert on Lunarians.
🎪🏹: With a medical education, by the way!
⛓️♿: Let me put it more gently... My, um, interaction with Lunarians, combined with my moral state, did not allow me to identify any patterns and give a definitive answer to this question. And in my medical training, I focused on more pressing matters, especially since our squad was almost entirely composed of humans.
🎪🏹: Well, now it's a mystery shrouded in darkness!
🐱🐲: I'm going to go think about the physiology of my aliens.
⛓️♿: You'd better get to work...

Putting aside his teeth-grinding for a moment, Genz smashes his cigarette and jumps into the conversation of the smart guys:
- What's in it for us to serve you? Not dying? That's not enough. There's no guarantee that anyone will survive in Asuga, and I don't care about your kingdom. So, your "mistress," as you so obsequiously call her, couldn't gather what she needed, which means this thug's fantasy will remain unfulfilled. I'm ready to hear some positive motivation, because right now, the deal isn't in their favor.

- The miracle of time and space is a delight in itself, free from blemishes and flaws – like the radiant moon against the dark night sky.
- That is the agreement between Sir Tannon and Lady Phantom, - the girl ignored the boy's insult, - hmm, I suppose that traveling the world and the experiences that come with it are a reward in themselves?
- If my demand is met, I swear to release each of you from the grip of my curse, I have nothing more to offer. But you must understand that I don't care who serves as my replacement.
Despite his height, large size, and heavy armor, the knight leaped towards the group with lightning speed and severed Genze's limbs and Kamistella's head with the same speed. Despite the severe blood loss, the boy remained alive and conscious – the pain was unbearable, in comparison, Ginza's tortures seemed like child's play. Kamistella, on the other hand, felt almost nothing and could only helplessly watch her beheaded body, unable to move it.
Minutes later, the one who had abandoned her name, Aiya, sewed the shinobi's limbs and the sorceress's head back on.
- Chaotic colors on the canvas of life, a guide to entertainment. - The red-eyed girl's face twisted into a sadistic smile.
- Um... "I wonder what will happen if I switch their heads?"...

From the union of two, once noble and celebrated individuals, a monster was born... and yet, they supposedly came together only at the behest of Naria's adopted daughter... in fact, this was the only reason Kamistella knew about them. What a regrettable mistake. What happened to her parents? Did she also dissect them for fun? It's quite possible.

– I obey your will, master, – Kamistella said, her voice slightly distorted because her head was now connected to her body haphazardly, not as nature intended. – I am ready to immediately go to the Haranian Empire and fight its armies until the path to the obelisk in Zutyshmu is cleared.

The Phantom's trick worked: the lunar's will was completely broken, and there was no cunning or hidden meaning in her words.

- If the obelisks don't accept you, Sir Tann, then why do you think they won't reject us for the same reason? - Erika finally spoke.
- If I understand correctly, there is someone among those present who does not possess a fragment of your soul. Wouldn't it be the case that it's not you, but this "someone," who will use the power of the obelisks...

- If the obelisks don't accept you, Sir Tann, then why do you think they won't reject us for obvious reasons? - Erica finally spoke up.
- If I understand correctly, there is someone among those present who does not possess a fragment of your soul. Wouldn't it be the case that it's not you, but this "someone" who will use the power of the obelisks...

- We will find out now. - Tann Monargot shows the attendees an elegantly designed key with nine recesses on its surface. - Touch the fire obelisk with your hand.

- That's what we're about to find out. - Tann Monargot shows those present an elegantly crafted key with nine recesses on its surface. - Touch the fire obelisk with your hand.

"I hope it's not hot..." - thought Erika, and deciding that she probably doesn't have a choice anyway, touches the obelisk...

The Fire Obelisk emits a fiery beam that pierces the sky, then a colossal mass of energy dissipates. The bodies of Sir Tanna and Erika are imbued with the power of primordial fire, and one of the key's recesses in the knight's hand glows with a red light.

Erika gains the Primordial Fire effect.

Primordial Fire Immunity to fire damage. +100% fire effectiveness. +5 to Strength.

- There's the answer.

In his earthly form, the Knight was even more impressive than in that vision. A hulking machine of death, with armor that even Scar would envy, and a sword capable of beheading five people with a single swing. With such strength, his naive patriotism seemed... endearing? Now the young man has another role model to emulate.
Ushumgall listened intently – the phantom's words, of course, were beyond his comprehension, and he was grateful to the translator.
“Did you kill someone, and you didn’t even realize why?” – to Asmidul, Aye, and Camistelle. – “Yeah. Looks like my nerves are really shot; I’ve never felt like this before.”
When everything finally became clear, he addressed everyone.
“Well, what can I say... I have no complaints about Sir Tann – I didn’t kill anyone in a daze, I got a spiritual boost, and now I’ve met some interesting people,” – the phantom’s curves were as captivating as her convoluted speech. – “We have to admit that they outplayed us physically, magically, and logically, and as they say, losers should be gracious. It’s the law of the strong, what can you do? And besides... Nine obelisks – that sounds like a worthy adventure.

Unable to achieve maximum initiative, the Asugukh teapot only manages to bark something inappropriate in a Calcidian manner, and even then, not fully, before a crimson veil covers its vision.
"It's an illusion, just an illusion like before," its mind tried to convince itself in the first few seconds, but aloud it only emitted wheezes and incoherent gurgling, writhing like a snake on its skin.

- You... have proven your point, - the deathly pale lips uttered later, as its eyes bored holes in the helmet. - I doubt I will be able to win in a fight. But if this whole story plays out... Would you voluntarily offer yourself to my blade? You yourself said that your fate doesn't matter.

—An interesting demonstration. It’s good to know that we proved ourselves worthy of such a rare presentation. Still, even “people” who only reason from a position of strength and threats deigned to engage in these negotiations. —groaning and creaking, the young man stands up to his full height.

New allies were already prostrating themselves before the bloodthirsty sadists, but then again, no one except him was probably concerned about the fate of the state.

—I want guarantees for Asuguh’s safety. Since you apparently no longer need to travel to the obelisks yourselves. I see the time I spent on your expedition, instead of helping my homeland, as a serious damage to it. Without compensation for this, I will not compromise my principles and join the war against the Harranians. By now, I could have cleared out the third dungeon and completed the project to combat the undead converters. Cut me into pieces if you want, but I refuse to help bring chaos to the world without helping my own people.

- You... have proven your point, - the deathly pale lips uttered later, while the eyes bored holes in the helmet. - I will hardly be able to win in battle. But if all this plays out... Will you voluntarily offer yourself to my blade? You yourself said that your fate doesn't matter.

- If my king agrees to this, I will not object to such an end to my existence.

- I want guarantees for Asuguh's safety. Since you apparently have no need to travel to the obelisks yourselves. I see my time spent on your expedition instead of helping my homeland as a serious damage to it. Without compensation for this, I will not follow my principles in the war against the Harranians. By this time, I could have cleared the third Dungeon and completed the project to combat the undead converters. You can chop me into pieces, but I refuse to help bring chaos to the whole world without helping my own people of my own free will.

- The planetary alignment is just in time; Mercury will invite him with a smile.
- ... - The girl compared the recently heard information with the words of the phantom. - Depending on how you approach solving this task, the search for the obelisks may benefit Asuguh... For example, the Earth Obelisk is located in the capital of the Harranian Empire, with which a war is currently underway. And the Obelisk of Darkness is in the Dungeons below the catacombs of Melesar in Barsin. M-m, Asmidul, this might be a shock to you, but right now, the Calcite soldiers are trying to besiege the Sushin walls. I don't know if you will be able to influence the course of either war, but there is something to think about, don't you think?

- And there's the answer.

"Yeah... It's quite an impressive answer. And most importantly, it's convincing..."

- The planetary parade is just what we need; it will bring a smile to Mercury's face.
- ... - The girl compared the information she had just heard with the words of the phantom. - Depending on how you approach this task, the search for the obelisks could benefit Asuguh... For example, the Earth Obelisk is located in the capital of the Haranian Empire, with which we are currently at war. And the Obelisk of Darkness is in the dungeons below the catacombs of Melesar in Barsin. Mmm, Asmidul, this might come as a shock to you, but right now, the Calcite soldiers are trying to lay siege to the Sushin Walls. I don't know if you will be able to influence the course of either war, but there is much to think about, don't you think?

—... Well, Aiya-Aiya... I'm sorry, but I'm not good at remembering names. —For a while, the young man fixed a gaze full of pain and bitterness on the girl, after which he indifferently turned to Sir Tann. —For me, Asuguh is like your Nephiria. If during our mission I realize that all of this was in vain, then the fate of my existence will cease to matter to me. I hope that at least on this level, we can understand each other.

Meanwhile, something very strange was happening in Kamistella's mind.

Shard of Consciousness 1: Well, Erika certainly got a good power-up with the fire... she was already a formidable combat unit, and now... Shard of Consciousness 2: It won't help her! She's just a slave! Just like all of us! Toxic-pink shard of consciousness: There are only freaks around... kill! Kill! But first, Phantom, then the rest! Black shard of consciousness: Listen to Lord Tanna, and everything will be fine. Shard of Consciousness 1: To hell with him... let him take Phantom with him! One day we will be free, we will gather our strength... and we will take revenge! Shard of Consciousness 2: No! We have no chance! Everything will only get worse! Red shard of consciousness: It hurts so much, I'm so lonely... I know what will help us. Killing the innocent! Only the suffering of others will drown out our own! I suggest we start with the children. Every child can grow up to be a Phantom... we will help Anuzish by killing all the children in our path! Shard of Consciousness 3: I suggest we decide which of the obelisks will be ours... I like the green one. Toxic-pink shard of consciousness: Yes, it's beautiful. But we all know which color is the best! Black shard of consciousness: Working for Nephiria is a good decision. Nephiria... a great country! Shard of Consciousness 1: I think we all agree that Phantom must die. Red shard of consciousness: Yes! Gouge out her eyes, break all her bones, cut out her liver, stick a needle under each fingernail... and put her on a horse! An iron one! Shard of Consciousness 1: Someone, get him out of here! Black shard of consciousness: He's a normal shard, what's wrong with that? Shard of Consciousness 3: Let's buy a new, beautiful dress... Black shard of consciousness: Black with red sleeves. I agree! Shard of Consciousness 2: What dresses... we are all doomed! Shard of Consciousness 1: Don't be afraid, we will break through and overcome all obstacles in our path! Black shard of consciousness: How foolish it was to believe in the light. Nephiria will be reborn! Kamistella (?): Please, be quiet... Toxic-pink shard of consciousness: The mistress has awakened, run! We are not beautiful enough to appear before her! Shard of Consciousness 1: So, what are we going to do? Black shard of consciousness: First, we will conquer the Haranian Empire, and then we'll see. Red shard of consciousness: Yes... we will gut the Haranian lords and see what's inside: dead flesh or alive! Lustful shard of consciousness: I call dibs, Sariosa first in our cozy little basement! Kamistella (?): Akonia... save me!
– Two against one... – Kamistella said aloud, gloomily. – No chance. Asugukh is doomed, just as Sariosa promised. But the rebirth of Nephiria could be a kind of revenge. If it returns to the map of the world, the demise of the Haranian Empire and Calcite will only be a matter of time.

All the shards of consciousness hummed in unison. That vile Calcite, that disgusting Haranian Empire... they definitely don't deserve our pity!