Complete Private Main Story (S4 Finale P.2) Directive: Decoy ✓

Raid Boss · Jan 28, 2023

Ayna sat at the head of her boat drifting on Ilmea's gentle waves as she enjoyed the serene sound of the sea and the midnight winds. She was so deep into her zone that the quiet lullaby escaped her. When the lullaby concluded, a near-silent voice came next.

[ Handler Permission: Szofrit. Command: Override. Autonomy: Bypassed. ]

By the time her eyes snapped wide open from the vocal intrusion, it was already too late.

❰ Handler's Directive: Activated ❱
Attempt to Resist: Failed

The migraine came next, wracking her brain unlike anything she had felt before.

Amid the mental storm, a distorted Szofrit speaking with an equally distorted voice appeared before the purple-haired magia.

[ The Red Keychild will soon be born. In order to complete the Red Key and access the Creator's Database, all we require are the other two ships. For the sake of the saviors, failure is not permitted -

You have been given the Ley Lightning. Pull their attention from the frontline. Tap into the Handler's power reserve when it is required. ]

"For the Red Key, I dedicate my sword, leader." she said.

When Ayna next looked down at her hands, they were charged with red lightning. If she moved so much as a joint of her finger, a string of lightning would strike the one of the masts on her ship. Fortunately, even in her state, she swung her sword and extinguished the flame.

The next time she looked up, a spatial fracture leading to Finweald awaited her.

Directive: Act as a decoy to distract the Starcalled

@Ayna Nietzsche

You may make a response (up to 700 words) or a brief recap of your how you are carrying out your Directive.
Do not roll, the Narrator will ask for the appropriate roll and will update the thread after your post.

Afterward...

This thread will allow a response and interaction from any interested characters after the next Narrator post.
Other directive threads will open over the next few days.
Each character may only participate in a single Directive thread at any given time. Wait a bit and see which thread best fits your character.
A megathread that anyone can join will open up once all the Directive threads are up.
All of this is Part 1 of the S4 Finale and are considered pre-event / lead-up to the final thread. The character participating won't get locked out of the finale thread unless there are some special narrative reason, which you may clear up with me first!

Ayna Nietzsche · Jan 29, 2023

Residential Ward, Finweald
C̴̨̍̍̊̑͠͝o̴͈̥͊̿͐͝m̵̛̭̝̆͂̿͑̈́̐͠͠͠m̸͍͔͕͚͙͉̍͛͂́̎̅͐̀̚͜͜͜a̸͖̺͎̬̦̖̺͔̓n̷͈̬͔̊̌̕d̴̛͖̱̗̥͎̔̓͆̓:̷̫̞͎̣̙̠̽̒ͅ ̷̲̺̗̠͕̩̲̄́͑̃̐̕̕͝ͅO̷̻̜̙͚̱͐ͅv̸͎̤̟̖̘̅̄̃̐̾̓̉͋͑͐ͅe̴̢̡̠̫̫̰͙̥̎̾̃̽͜ṛ̷̛̰̟̬̹̔̏̎͂̀̾̋̉́r̷̰̞̗̪͍͖͑̍̑́͐̍͋͐͜ȋ̴̤̣́̇͆͗͌͘͝d̶̤̱̥̲̟͙͂̉̂͒̔e̴̙̩͖̐́͑͗͘͜͝.̷̭͙̭̲̍̈́͘.̵̧̲̫͖̜̤̫̺̮̍.̶̤̳̘̙̳͎̔̓͆͠ ̸͙̲͌̉͑̍̇̀̂͂̐͠A̴̘͍̰̞̭̻̣̻̞͙͗ṵ̷̹̥̘̺̦̱͕̌̈́t̴̰̪͚̕o̷̱͚̘̰̯͎̼͌͛̎͆̈́̇̓̈́̑͝ͅn̶̛͚̓̓̒͝o̴͈̜̫͇̙͉̺̼̒̂ṃ̷̤̺̘̟̼͈̾̀̈̀̾̑̚y̶̡̳͇̪̤̤͓̠͆̆̕͠:̸̻͙̰̲̓͆̀̈́̂̈̔̚͝͝ ̶̢̡̞͇̠̪̻͋̓̊͗̓̽̃̌̕͜B̷̻͖̳͓͛͊̌̿̊͜͜y̷̥̏̈́̊̒͠͝p̶̧̨̨̣̌̒̈́̕͜a̴̡̯̦̮̠͕̩͎̾͘͜͝s̴̨̮̯̬̒̀͂̿̄̊̐́̅s̴̝̬̥͈̞̝̼̥̘͍̅̄̈͂̆̍̈͋̍͘ȩ̵͉̭̠͙͑d̷̛͚͖̣̤̺͐̉͂̊̍̾͊͠.̷̜͚̳́̈̚͜ͅͅ.̷̫͉̥͙͌̎̌̏͆.̴̢̰͚̺̳̳̠̤̲̱͋͒̀̋̋̾

First came the quiet lullaby...

Ayna had not even noticed it. Or maybe she had, but she was simply lulled into a false sense of security by the sentimentality that came with it, the same sentimentality that always found a way to betray her. When was the last time she heard a lullaby meant for her? So long ago, as if a hundred lives were already lived. She had so often drilled the thought in her head: Sentimentality is the enemy of efficiency, and efficiency was what she had come to worship, to put on a pedestal, ever since her own tragic failures from years gone by.

...then came the migraine, the mental assault, a storm even she could not withstand.

"For the Red Key, I dedicate my sword, leader..."

Those were the words that came out of her mouth, a promise from a foreign tongue, a vow born of a language unknown to her until this very moment. She took her spear, her figurative sword, and holding it tightly, departed her ship as soon as she could. She would have left it at the mercy of the fire that her newly reddened lightning had started, but even through a stranger's eye, she could see a vessel's worth, a future weapon, a tool that she may later use should the leader allow for it. Follow... The yellow brick road... I am the storm...

Through that road, the spatial fracture, she soon descended upon the residential ward of Finweald, a storm of red billowing from the horizon, crackling lightning and booming thunder blanketing the skies, swallowing the peace and consuming all hope for calm and goodwill. There was none more threatening of an omen than the destructive mass that loomed overhead, washing over the roofs that disappeared within it as it rolled forward with neither delay nor second thought.

Ayna extended a hand toward the screaming innocents as if she were divinity reaching for the sinners, only for her red lightning to strike a nearby hapless roof with remorseless efficiency. She did the same toward another building, and another string of red lightning whipped itself against brick and mortar, setting what it could aflame. Fire and debris rained upon the squawking civilians, but Ayna just watched them run around like headless chickens, ripe and ready for slaughter.

There was nothing but an empty expression on the magia's face. There was nothing left of her to show, neither rage nor pride, only the quiet lullaby of a promise made to the Red Key. And there was nothing left for the innocents to do but...

"...run."

You have been given the Ley Lightning. Another pair of effortless lightning strikes were called forth to emphasize the danger of this situation, to draw out their heroes from wherever they hid, to fulfill her task at hand. Pull their attention from the frontline. The words reverberated in her head, as if the speaker had never left her side, as if the leader was just behind her, reminding her of her oath.

Raid Boss · Jan 29, 2023

Despite drowning in the scream and terror of the innocent, Ayna was deafened to it all as her lightning drew Astoreans out into the streets where they were mercilessly cut down by her blade. The most heinous act that the real wielder behind the sword was not complicit too. Regardless, injustice was served and the blood of Astorea splatters on the building as the city burned.

The strategic ambush, which was meant to divert the Starcalled's attention was far too effective and it was difficult to see how they were going to deal with this.

Ayna continued slaughtering her way through Finweald, cutting down landers who will never walk the earth again and newbies who don't stand a chance against the empowered agent of chaos.

For the sake of ending the cycle of pain and torment.

Cut them down.

Cut them all down.

Pave the way forward with their blood.

To reach the future the Creator dreams of.

But one where we are not expendable.

To be continued in Part 2

@Ayna Nietzsche is continuing her directive, albeit staying out of sight and returning to Dragonhead often. She has left a trail of kidnapped victims that your team can reasonably pursue.
This team's primary objective is to aid the injured while hunting down the blader hurting them. You will be given a chance to snap Ayna out of her state.
Wait for an update post in the Event Tracker for when this thread opens up to the rest of the forum. In the meantime, Ayna may make an optional response to wrap up Part 1 (max 500 words).

Ayna Nietzsche · Jan 30, 2023

Residential Ward, Finweald
C̴̨̍̍̊̑͠͝o̴͈̥͊̿͐͝m̵̛̭̝̆͂̿͑̈́̐͠͠͠m̸͍͔͕͚͙͉̍͛͂́̎̅͐̀̚͜͜͜a̸͖̺͎̬̦̖̺͔̓n̷͈̬͔̊̌̕d̴̛͖̱̗̥͎̔̓͆̓:̷̫̞͎̣̙̠̽̒ͅ ̷̲̺̗̠͕̩̲̄́͑̃̐̕̕͝ͅO̷̻̜̙͚̱͐ͅv̸͎̤̟̖̘̅̄̃̐̾̓̉͋͑͐ͅe̴̢̡̠̫̫̰͙̥̎̾̃̽͜ṛ̷̛̰̟̬̹̔̏̎͂̀̾̋̉́r̷̰̞̗̪͍͖͑̍̑́͐̍͋͐͜ȋ̴̤̣́̇͆͗͌͘͝d̶̤̱̥̲̟͙͂̉̂͒̔e̴̙̩͖̐́͑͗͘͜͝.̷̭͙̭̲̍̈́͘.̵̧̲̫͖̜̤̫̺̮̍.̶̤̳̘̙̳͎̔̓͆͠ ̸͙̲͌̉͑̍̇̀̂͂̐͠A̴̘͍̰̞̭̻̣̻̞͙͗ṵ̷̹̥̘̺̦̱͕̌̈́t̴̰̪͚̕o̷̱͚̘̰̯͎̼͌͛̎͆̈́̇̓̈́̑͝ͅn̶̛͚̓̓̒͝o̴͈̜̫͇̙͉̺̼̒̂ṃ̷̤̺̘̟̼͈̾̀̈̀̾̑̚y̶̡̳͇̪̤̤͓̠͆̆̕͠:̸̻͙̰̲̓͆̀̈́̂̈̔̚͝͝ ̶̢̡̞͇̠̪̻͋̓̊͗̓̽̃̌̕͜B̷̻͖̳͓͛͊̌̿̊͜͜y̷̥̏̈́̊̒͠͝p̶̧̨̨̣̌̒̈́̕͜a̴̡̯̦̮̠͕̩͎̾͘͜͝s̴̨̮̯̬̒̀͂̿̄̊̐́̅s̴̝̬̥͈̞̝̼̥̘͍̅̄̈͂̆̍̈͋̍͘ȩ̵͉̭̠͙͑d̷̛͚͖̣̤̺͐̉͂̊̍̾͊͠.̷̜͚̳́̈̚͜ͅͅ.̷̫͉̥͙͌̎̌̏͆.̴̢̰͚̺̳̳̠̤̲̱͋͒̀̋̋̾

If Ayna had an artist's mind, perhaps she would have taken some sort of tragic appreciation of how the blood of the innocents resembled paint upon the canvas that was Finweald. Perhaps she would've taken to her directive as a work of art, fire and blood the means upon which she glorified the humanities. Yet Ayna did not have an artist's mind. She barely had a mind of her own, certainly nothing close to human anymore.

For the Red Key...

For the Creator...

For the future where the cycle of pain and torment has ended...

Ayna felt no remorse as she carried out her directive. She felt no regret, nothing but an empty focus. As if she were nothing more than a tool with a single purpose. Perhaps that had always been true. She was magia for a reason. She was a weapon. She was the means to an end, and that end would be glorious. These scrambling fools would not realize it before then, but with their sacrifice, their legacy will be preserved. The future will be brighter.

I am the sword...

I am the storm...

I am the storm of swords that will cut the path forward with fire and blood.

Raid Boss · Jan 31, 2023

You and your team have been sent out to detain rampaging @Ayna Nietzsche, who had just finished slaughtering her way through the marketplace. When you arrived, the first poster among you managed to discover her tracks, leading the group to a multi-floored barracks that had been turned into an emergency shelter for Astorean landers.

From the terrible cries and sound of battle terminating within, it was certain that the magia woman was there. Although the group was briefed on how to enter the building quietly, the second poster was the one who made the group's presence known. The group has no choice but to enter the building, which was a labyrinth of rooms and hallways interweaving into one another.

There were corpses everywhere the group looked. Haunting.

The scene starts when Ayna springs a surprise attack as she uses a mix of her deadly leylightning and dynamism to engage the group in guerilla warfare.

Rules

Max participants: 5
Max word count: 700
Make a Hinder or Ultra Hinder roll
Then, make a post and contribute to the scene
@Ayna Nietzsche may make a single, full post OR a 149-words after a player has posted to respond to her captors

Objective: Hinder and detain the rampaging Ayna

Minimum Hinder Score: 750
Perfect Victory: 1000
Passives: All
Bonus Actions: All
Armor Ability: None
Special Rules:
- You may use Hinder or Ultra Hinder with any mastery in this thread
- ?r hinder MR WR bonus # Mastery | Character Name | 1685 (?r ultrahinder)
- If you roll below a 20 on either or both of your Ultra Hinder dice, subtract that die number from the result.

Code:

[hp=current]max[/hp]
[status]

[/status]

Post here

[action]

[/action]
[b]Directive:[/b] Decoy
▪ Hinder Count: 000/750
▪ Player Count: 0/5
▪ Play Sheet

Kamala Graham · Jan 31, 2023

Kamala just couldn't, wouldn't, believe the news about @Ayna Nietzsche rampaging throughout Finweald, slaughtering her way through the marketplace. She had a bit of an existential crisis when they were informed about it, and even though she joined the team sent out to detain the magia, she continued to gaslight herself into thinking it was all a big misunderstanding. With her expert Awareness, she was able to track her friend to a multi-story barracks turned emergency shelter for the landers.

It's fine... Everything's fine... We'll just meet up with her, talk things through, and get everything sorted... I'm sure it's all just a big misunderstanding... Ayna can't possibly do all those things... She's a good girl!

Her inner monologue was interrupted by the wailing and the fighting from inside the barracks, prompting her to rush in despite everyone else's concerns. Kamala still tried to enter the building quietly, however, though the same could not be said for the others, especially the person posting after her. Inside, she clenched her jaw at how the rooms and hallways seemed to go on and on and on and on... This is a nightmare... I need to find her fast... Before someone else— Shock suddenly overcame Kamala. Her eyes grew wide and a hand flew over her mouth. These corpses... These people... Oh, no... What happened here?!

She knew. Deep down, Kamala knew what had happened there. She didn't even have an opportunity to dissuade that thinking, as Ayna, in all her villainous glory, suddenly blasted them with some sort of red lightning magic the elf had never seen before. Someone shouted something. Things started to become chaotic. People were flying around. People were screaming. Lightning crackled around them, thunder boomed, and Kamala couldn't even pinpoint where Ayna was, who she was targeting next, because of her speed!

"Don't hurt her! She's just confused! Just...keep her grounded! Stop her from moving!"

Kamala channeled the mending spirits of harmonious nature to help her detain her friend, consciously hoping her actions wouldn't hurt her. The spirits manifested into illusory vines, thick and thorny, that tried to swarm Ayna wherever she appeared to be, impeding her movement as much as they could while also sapping her stability. As much as possible, Kamala tried to be careful. Even if they could repair her body, she didn't want to pain her friend more than she had to.

"Ayna! Stop! What's going on with you? What are you doing? Stop all this nonsense and just talk to me! This isn't you!"

Rolls

Ultra Hinder
2d100 (29 + 15) + [50] + 25 + 20 + 50 = 139
139 SP damage - 15 (below 20) = 124 SP damage
You are Vulnerable.
Mend | Kamala Graham | 1685 | Directive: Decoy

(F) Alter Hinder
You may distribute ~~HP and~~ SP damage however you'd like when you use Hinder and Ultra Hinder.
Kamala Graham
(BA) Alter Hinder
Deal an extra 15 SP damage when you attack.
Kamala Graham

(F) Disruptive
Your attacks deal 20 SP damage in addition to its regular damage.
Kamala Graham

Directive: Decoy
▪ Hinder Count: 159 (139 without Disruptive)/750
▪ Player Count: 1/5
▪ Play Sheet

Chrys · Feb 1, 2023

Ugh, great... Now I have to clean up after Ayna... Chrys wasn't very thrilled when he found himself dragged to whatever this fuckery was by @Kamala Graham. On one hand, he did owe her his life numerous times already. On the other? The last time Chrys fought Ayna one-on-one, @Ayna Nietzsche destroyed him. Great... Thanks for reminding me, stupid voice in my head. You're welcome.

Although Kamala did a wonderful job tracking down the demented magia, Chrys also did a wonderful job making their group's presence known. Who would've thunk the massive mountain of a man wearing a full plate of armor sans the helmet would be terrible at entering buildings quietly? It's as if that's not an actual mechanic in a tabletop roleplaying game or something. But I digress.

Scowling at the labyrinthine hallways and the corpses that decorated the rooms, the bumbling geomancer relived the trauma he had suffered when Ayna defeated him in his first duel ever. He had just started playing the game and already he was embarrassed by the purple-haired loudmouth with zero remorse. Shaking his head, as if chasing those nightmarish memories away, Chrys turned to Kamala and the others with a loud sigh.

"I don't know about the rest of you, but there's clearly something wrong with the magia. They've destroyed your homes, your people... If they try to destroy you, you should definitely defend yourselves. By any means nece—"

Chrys was suddenly struck in the face by red lightning. Everything started to move extremely slowly around him, as if he had just been attacked by someone with Dynamism. He could barely hear everyone else, especially Kamala, as he struggled to keep up with their attacker's guerrilla tactics.

Chrys was obviously the slowest person out there. His armor was heavy, his weapon was heavy, his balls...of earth were heavy. Fortunately for him, he was debatably also the strongest person out there.

"ENOUGH!"

Chrys screamed as he unleashed everything he had with a powerful punch on the very ground beneath his feet, sending chunks of earth, of rocks and stones, flying all around him. The overloaded attack sent tremors all over the building as well, hopefully disrupting Ayna's hit-and-run tactics. Chrys might not be as fast as the Lightning Lancer of the Lament or whatever, but he was damn stronk. He was the stronkest.

"PLAY TIME'S OVER, AYNA! YOU BETTER CEASE THIS JUVENILE BULLSHIT OR I'LL MAKE YOU CEASE...TO EXIST!"

Nailed it. Although he may appear to be intimidating on the outside, Chrys was already celebrating his perceived victory on the inside. Like a complete dumbass. Because, finally, he has beaten Ayna. That's 1-1 between them now. He will never stop reminding her of this moment. If she survives, that is. Yeah, I think if we destroy her, we can just build her back up. That's, like, robot 101 or something.

Critical Success

100

Rolls

Ultra Hinder
2d100 (100 + 75) + [50] + 25 + 20 + 50 = 540 (Crit!)
540 SP damage
You are Vulnerable.
Aura | Chrys | 1685 | Directive: Decoy

(F) Disruptive
Your attacks deal 30 SP damage in addition to its regular damage.
Chrys | Directive: Decoy

(BA) Overload
Attacks & buffs gain 40 and heals gain 20.
You cannot move this cycle.
Chrys | Directive: Decoy

(F) Sharpshooter
+5 bonus damage when you attack enemy at range (+10 if you have Hyper Awareness).
Chrys | Directive: Decoy

Directive: Decoy
▪ Hinder Count: 774/750
▪ Player Count: 2/5
▪ Play Sheet

Raid Boss · Feb 2, 2023

When @Kamala Graham pleaded to her friend, something sparked within Ayna as she began to fight against the Handler's Lullaby, vying to regain control. When @Chrys smashed the ground with his fist, there was so much force in the strike that it dislodged one of the shattered rocks and struck Ayna right in the head, short circuiting her.

While she has some level of control over herself, now is the time to bring her back.

Resolution Phase

This group must roll a 1d4 and get a 4. Kamala gets advantage as Ayna's friend. Thanks to his rock, @Chrys may add 1 to his roll.

If successful, a horseback messenger would stop by to request for the group to rally at the frontline, where the rest of the Starcalled are preparing to raid Szofrit.

You may join one of the Frontline threads when it reaches Cycle 2.

Kamala Graham · Feb 2, 2023

For a moment, Kamala could swear she saw something change in @Ayna Nietzsche! She wasn't sure what it was, but she felt like it was an opportunity she could not just ignore. After @Chrys almost destroyed the entire building with them, a reckless but effective strategy, Kamala doubled down on that window of chance that they needed to get their friend back.

"Ayna! If you can hear me, please stop! We can work this out... Together! Like we always do! I know you're in there somewhere... My friend, I still believe in you! Believe in us to help you get through...whatever this is! Please, Ayna! Come back to us!"

The elf started to sob, unwilling to lose her friend to whatever was going on with the magia. Kamala held to her faith that she could still help Ayna, redeem her, and bring her back to their side. If not, then she'll just stay with her. There was no point in doing anything else. Not while her friend was like this.

Slowly and carefully, Kamala approached Ayna, tears streaking down the sides of her face. When she was close enough, she held her tightly, hugging the magia with neither fear nor concern. If something bad happens to her, then she'd accept it with her head held high. She just couldn't abandon her friend. Not to whatever was plaguing their species. Definitely not to the loneliness and despair of having to go through it alone. Ayna, please, come back to me...

Kamala was too engrossed in her own motivations, she failed to notice a horseback messenger fast approaching them. Hopefully, Chrys would. He'd probably like the opportunity to focus on something else than this drama between two close friends. Like the stone-hearted mountain of a man that he is.

Rolls

Roll Result
1d4 (4) = 4
Resolution Phase | Kamala Graham | Directive: Decoy | POWER OF FRIENDSHIP

Chrys · Feb 2, 2023

Yeah, Chrys was not into whatever this drama happening between @Kamala Graham and @Ayna Nietzsche was. It made him feel a little bit uncomfortable, but only because he was a giant dodo head with emotional problems. That's pretty much why he accidentally focused his masteries and expertise on things that could protect himself from all this soft and squishy feelings. Ugh, gross.

Still, he didn't want to NOT help, so he half-heartedly shouted words of...encouragement. From a safe distance.

"Yeah, what she said."

Fortunately for Chrys, while all...that was happening between Kamala and Ayna, a horseback messenger suddenly approached them. The armored adventurer heaved a sigh of relief and discreetly walked toward the newcomer, just a bit farther away from the girls and their tears and powerful display of non-toxic friendship. Disgusting.

"Hello, my good...person! We're almost done here. What's up? Nice horse, by the way. Is it for sale?"

The messenger just stared at Chrys with a look of annoyance before heaving a sigh themselves, catching a quick glimpse of that whole thing with the girls. "We're requesting all able-bodied adventurers and warriors to rally at the frontline, where a raid is being prepared. You and your, uhh, daughters should come...or something. Bring...weapons." Without even waiting for Chrys' response, the messenger turned their horse around and giddy-yapped away. Probably already late to meet with other impressive groups. They'll need all the help they can get, which means me and my massive muscles.

"All right, everyone! If we're done here, we're gravely needed elsewhere. "

Chrys was definitely the gods-damned MVP of this event. At least in his growing head, that was true. He had quickly accomplished their quest with minimal damage and loss of life. Thank god that building didn't collapse on us. Who else could say they've done the same? And now the frontline waits for his heroic bulk to aid the rest of this kingdom in its hour of need. Cessia would be proud. Guild Master, I shall not fail you!

Rolls

Roll Result
1d4 (3) = 3 + 1 (rock good) = 4
Resolution Phase | Chrys | Directive: Decoy | Rolling for the lulz

Raid Boss · Feb 3, 2023

@Ayna Nietzsche may make a wrap up post to conclude this thread. However, this directive thread has concluded as of this post.

Ayna Nietzsche · Feb 3, 2023

HANDLER PERMISSION: SZOFRIT
COMMAND...
...
...
COMMAND: OVERRIDE
AUTONOMY...
...
...
AUTONOMY: BYPASSED
HANDLER'S DIRECTIVE: ACTIVATED
ATTEMPT TO RESIST: FAILED

# The Red Keychild will soon be born...failure is not permitted -

DEPLOYING LEY LIGHTNING...

# Pull their attention from the frontline...

Cut them down.
Cut them ǻ̸̡̢͕͓̠͈̫͛̅̈̌͝l̵̡͂̂͌̃l̵̡̧̗̙͕̇͗̕͜͝͝ down.
Pave the way forward with their b̴̬͓͈̖͈̜̰͛̀̒̄͝ļ̵̫̺͈͕͕̦̈͛̈́̈̕ǫ̶̡̢̰̟̲̤͙̰͗̈́͛̓̑̐̕̚ō̴̩̣̄̓d̵̡̗̳̞̩̓̐̐̀̾̈́̇̌̅͘.
Don't hurt her! She's just confused!
To reach the future the Creator d̸̝͚̼̺͇̘̏͌͒̈r̸̡̭͈̻͋̀͗́̀̄̓̚e̴̡̡̥͉̮̘̘̲͌ä̴̛̠́m̸̹̍ş̸̬̺̪̖̳͍͔̋̇̈́̆̒̎̌͘̕̚ͅ of.
PLAY TIME'S OVER, AYNA!

# Please, Ayna! Come back to us!

When Ayna finally regained control of her artificial body, she found herself trapped by @Kamala Graham in a tight embrace. It was warm...and a little wet. Is she...crying? Yet another reason for the magia to clench her jaw in complete and utter disdain. The Red Key... The leader... Ayna's fingers dug hard into her palms, her eyes closing on their own.

"Kamala... @Chrys..."

Images of the carnage she had unwillingly wrought, the slaughter she had unwittingly committed, and the chaos a part of her had delighted in causing flashed through her mind's eye, drowning her in guilt and anger at being deprived of control and used like a common man's tool.

She could've screamed and cried, and a part of her wanted to, but she reined herself in. That trauma would not be so easy to discard as she had been so easy to manipulate. She would have to live with that trauma for some time. It would take her far longer to deal with it, accept it, and maybe hopefully heal, but she didn't have the luxury of time being on her side at this very moment. Her puppeteer was still on the loose, the grand scheme still underway...

"...I was but a momentary distraction."

Ayna took a moment to return Kamala's embrace before bringing the both of them back to their feet. She glared at Chrys, giving him a look of complete seriousness.

"The Red Keychild will soon be born. They want to complete the Red Key and access...the Creator's Database. Something about two other ships... This isn't over."

Then she felt something on her head. A dent? She'll have to deal with that later. For now, they had more important matters to attend to. They had more important enemies to eliminate.

Complete Private Main Story (S4 Finale P.2) Directive: Decoy ✓

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Ayna Nietzsche

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Ayna Nietzsche

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Kamala Graham

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Chrys

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Kamala Graham

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Chrys

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Ayna Nietzsche

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