⠀ ── .✦ She's not 𝙖𝙘𝙞𝙙 nor 𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒆 ⠀ Caught between 🅱︎🅻︎🅰︎🅲︎🅺︎ and 🅆🄷🄸🅃🄴 ⠀ Not quite either 𝐝𝐚𝐲 or 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ She's 𝓟𝓮𝓻𝓯𝓮𝓬𝓽𝓵𝔂 𝔪𝔦𝔰𝔞𝔩𝔦𝔤𝔫𝔢𝔡... ⠀ ── .✦

𝐃𝐑. 𝐆𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐔𝐒 𝐂𝐈𝐓𝐘 𝐑𝐎𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐒.

ᅠ 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆. ᅠ ᅠ #𝑴𝑽𝑹𝑷 | #𝑰𝒔𝒆𝒌𝒂𝒊𝑹𝑷

“Hmm… interesting schematics you have there…” The Ascendant’s gaze catches a glimpse of the blueprints. She could be seen standing in a dark corner of the shed. She hasn’t been there long though.

“Not the first, not the last.” The Ascendant replies. “So you must be an outsider… a higher being, I’m guessing? No… too farfetched. Regardless, I’m not here to help or cause harm. I’m just simply passing by, that’s all.”

You’re delusional if you think you could best me in combat, [READER]. Though, I see no harm in trying.

“Prosthetics, huh?” Raising her left arm in front of her face, twiddling her mechanical fingers in her own self admiration. “I assume you have some knowledge in robotics then?”

“I hate shopping…”

“Unfortunately for you, I don’t engage in battles unless the situation calls for it or if someone is looking for a challenge.”

“For what reason? Things are calm right now.”

“I find shopping boring. And if I do ever shop, I only purchase the necessities.” Mumbling quietly under her breath. “And maybe some froggy keychains as well…”

“I know nothing about dimensions,” Alpha answered, “But this world you’re standing in has long been ruined by destruction from both corrupted machines and the Punishing Virus. And those machines attacking you… they’ll attack anything that hasn’t been corrupted by the Virus yet.”

“I’ve heard of ‘Nevada’. A state part of the former United States of America. But… what is this improbability drive you speak of?”

“Strange… yet not the strangest I’ve seen. But does strangeness even matter to me anymore? Nothing fazes me these days.”

“I don’t associate with any territory. Other than my occasional cooperation with Babylonia, I align myself with no group… not even with the Ascendants I used to be associated with.”

:(

“Don’t blame yourself, Nina.” The Ascendant walks over to the Construct and gives her a pat on the shoulder. “It happens.”