《NO STRINGS ATTACHED》CH. 86
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Junk: Yes, there are people. The 'winners' category. Those who came here through ascension. They arrive on one of the towers where the point of arrivals are set. They are being stripped of all their Divens by the leader there and sent out to live on this world until there's a shuffle. If not for those games, they would likely just kill them as they ascend.
Shen: And they let themselves be stripped of their powers?
Junk: No. But do you think it matters? They are too weak to retaliate. Most of the body parts here come from those who tried to retaliate. Never works. A specialty of this tower though is that they take the parts of those with interesting races to build puppets so there are far less people on this part of the cluster.
Shen: ... And you want to wait for the Shuffle? Only for a single Divens? How would that change anything?
Junk: No~ No~ No~ Not for the Divens~ It's because the tower will be attacked during the Shuffle. At that time, they will empty the bin so they can deactivate the lid and redirect that energy on the defenses~ I plan to wait for that moment!
Shen: ...Wait. You say they will empty the bin? How?!
Junk pointed his finger down.
Junk: They open it under us. Then everything falls and is burnt to ashes. Finally the ashes drift in the wind. I plan to stick to the wall while they empty it. Genius, right?!
Shen: What do you mean 'burn'?
Junk: The bin goes on for a few dozen meters down there when it opens. Then, there is fire being spewed from the walls. Very potent fire. Everything burns.
Shen: How do you know that?
Junk: I've seen it, duh~
Shen: How?! When?!
Junk: They had to empty it before it was full after all. Are you stupid?
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Shen: Full? Full?! How do they know when it is near-full? Is it weight related?
Junk: Not weight.
Junk pointed his finger towards a protrusion on the wall far higher than where they were sitting at.
Junk: There. See that little red thing? There are a few on the walls right? At that height. That's when they know. As long as those detectors are blocked, the bin is emptied.
Shen: Then, couldn't we forcibly open the bin?
Junk: If you manage to block the detectors, yeah, you can force the emptying of the bin.
Shen: Then we can leave through this!
Junk: Are you dumb? It opens the incinerator down there!
Shen: So? We just have to resist it while we go through. It's doable.
Junk: You haven't seen the power of that fire. It burns to cinders everything it contacts with. Regardless of whose flesh it was, it got burnt.
Shen: But there was no Magic in the equation.
Junk: ...True. But even with Magic, you wouldn't be able to resist this. Give it up and just wait for the 'shuffle', ok? Let's be smart~
Shen: No. This is the way out. I will fuse all those parts in a single entity. It should be able to hold...
Junk: Nope~ It won't~
Shen: I still plan to try. And you will help. Even if you plan to stay here.
Junk: I will 'try' to help, sure. But don't expect me to do too much. I don't have any plans to suicide.
Shen: Whatever. Just help me.
Junk: So, where are you going to start?
Shen: ... Let's fuse the parts into one big one. A sphere.
Junk: What about those mad puppets still alive?
Shen: ...We should release them from their torture.
Junk: Alright~ Murderer~
Shen: Their bodies are great materials I require, it can't be helped.
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Junk: Hey, no need to justify yourself, I never cared.
Shen: ...Right.Let's get to work. Oh, and try to put the arms on the side for now.
Junk: Sure~
From there, Shen's plan began to see the light. It was quite a simple plan, really. He was going to create a sphere from all the roting body parts, give it a Magic circuitry and then place himself as the core of it and fuse with it. Then, he would forcefully have the bin empty itself and he would leave this place.
...
Da On Kai woke up.
He looked around and saw red earth with boulders of all sizes and the same color everywhere. He tried to move and realized he could not. His limbs were stretched and pierced by hooks linked to metal chains that were driven inside two big rocks.
He finally felt the pain in his limbs now.
He wasn't bleeding though, even while having his limbs pierced. He could feel the pain very realistically though. As he began to look around in hopes to find a way out, he heard footsteps.
And from behind a boulder came an ugly being. He recognized it as a type of Orc. Orcs are a widespread race throughout the verse so it isn't difficult to find some. This one had red and black skin and was wearing rags like those usually do. He had a big backpack with him.
As he arrived in front of Da On Kai, he put down his backpack and they stared at each other.
Da On Kai: What are you waiting for? Help me down, Orc.
The Orc laughed at the words of Da On Kai and ignored him before opening his bag. From there, he took out a dozen sharp tools. They were used and tainted. Probably old. Then, the Orc picked one and walked to Da On Kai. He had picked a knife.
And he used it. He slashed Da On Kai through his torax, forcing Da On Kai to scream at the pain. Then, the Orc smiled and said:
???: Welcome to the purgatory, you little trash. I'm sure we will be the best of friends~
That's when Da On Kai remembered what had happened...His capture and the fact he was linked to a weird device... Was it virtual torture then? Fine. He only had to endure it until his chance came...
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