Chapter 6:

Chapter 6; Zeta- Newcomer

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The bustling of the mess hall could not reach me.
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Many of the other tables were fully seated Bookmark here

Most of them, humans. Bookmark here

Few of them, Inhumans. Bookmark here

However, my table alone was the only one Bookmark here

To be seated with me and me alone.Bookmark here

And then, there was peace.Bookmark here

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The humans called this place the “Matha Biquadrant”.Bookmark here

Neither “Matha” nor “Biquadrant” matters to me.Bookmark here

The only thing that matters is to mend.Bookmark here

Mending the armour made of metal.Bookmark here

Mending the armour that protects.Bookmark here


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The broken pieces of this lux were interesting:Bookmark here


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One of them, a shield stuck to a plate armour. Bookmark here

Both concaving to the same degree,Bookmark here

Like the crater of a meteor,Bookmark here

Trying to pierce through.Bookmark here

The enemy of this man is not human.Bookmark here

It could only be Bookmark here

The work of an Inhuman.Bookmark here

One can only hope the wearer diedBookmark here

For there is no living with this injury.Bookmark here

Mending the pieces were simple:Bookmark here

Pouring mana into my left hand Bookmark here

Through the inscriptions of fire magic circuit,Bookmark here

Red hot flames were produced,Bookmark here

Separating the shield from the armour plate.Bookmark here

A few swift hits with the hammer on the anvil,Bookmark here

The shield and armour plate are as good as new.Bookmark here

There is a tradition among us dwarvesBookmark here

To inscribe their craft with their own mark.Bookmark here

Yet my mark lies only to those that I had mended,Bookmark here

For these hands sworn never to create.Bookmark here

????: [May the wearer be granted protection,Bookmark here

and the ability to return as a whole.]Bookmark here

My final blessing to these pieces,Bookmark here

Before they begin to serve their purpose.Bookmark here


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Occasionally, a young human boy would come,Bookmark here

With eyes of fascination, Bookmark here

And eager observation.Bookmark here

With his radiating golden hair,Bookmark here

Yet he chose to remain a silent spectator.Bookmark here

Our times are rare Bookmark here

and few in betweenBookmark here

Yet they were never unpleasant,Bookmark here

Unlike the other humans and Inhumans.Bookmark here


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The second piece of this lux was interesting too:Bookmark here

A helm with three entry holesBookmark here

and three exit holes,Bookmark here

Forming trajectories that goBookmark here

In from the left ear and Bookmark here

Out from the right forehead.Bookmark here

No sympathy could be had sinceBookmark here

There was no chance for survival.Bookmark here

The enemy of this man is not human.Bookmark here

It could only be Bookmark here

The work of an Inhuman.Bookmark here

The sympathy lies in the ScavengersBookmark here

That had to clean and deliver this second piece.Bookmark here

Mending the piece was simple:Bookmark here

Pouring mana into my right handBookmark here

Through the inscriptions of metal synthesis magic circuit,Bookmark here

New metal began to form,Bookmark here

Filling up the holesBookmark here

As if they were never there before.Bookmark here

Unlike the first mend of the lux,Bookmark here

The second took a significantly longer time asBookmark here

metal synthesis requires much mana and control,Bookmark here

But it was completed nonetheless.Bookmark here

????: [May the wearer be granted protection,Bookmark here

and the ability to return as a whole.]Bookmark here

My final blessing to this helm,Bookmark here

Before it begins to serve its purpose.Bookmark here


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The young boy with eyes of awe was long gone.Bookmark here

Replacing him were fellow dwarves,Bookmark here

With eyes of deceit and unwarranted superiority.Bookmark here

????: [Doren, is it not time that you quit handling junk?]Bookmark here

????: [That is right, Doren. With the gift of your right arm of metal synthesis granted by Lux, you should be joining us in creation, be it weaponry or armoury.]Bookmark here

????: [That is quite enough, you two. “Dorren the stubborn” is not a mere nickname. He refused to join us in the past. He would refuse to join us even now. No doubt the same for the future too. Instead, we should focus on our craft.]Bookmark here

Doren: [...]Bookmark here

The noise left as quickly as they had come.Bookmark here

The purpose of their visit?Bookmark here

Ambiguous.Bookmark here

To plead support for their cause?Bookmark here

Or to laugh at a failure of their species?Bookmark here

None of that matters,Bookmark here

For I have to mend.Bookmark here


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The third and last piece was interesting too:Bookmark here

A pair of gauntlets cut clean off at their openings,Bookmark here

With nothing as much Bookmark here

As a thin layer of rust along the cut.Bookmark here

The enemy of this man is not human.Bookmark here

It could only be Bookmark here

The work of an Inhuman.Bookmark here

Mending the piece was simple:Bookmark here

A mere replacement of the opening platesBookmark here

And the gauntlets are now ready.Bookmark here

Doren: [May the wearer be granted protection,Bookmark here

and the ability to return as a whole.]Bookmark here

My final blessing to these gauntlets,Bookmark here

Before they begin to serve their purpose.Bookmark here

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The bustling of the mess hall could not reach me. Bookmark here

Many of the other tables were fully seated Bookmark here

Most of them, humans. Bookmark here

Few of them, Inhumans. Bookmark here

However, my table alone was the only one Bookmark here

To be seated with me and me alone.Bookmark here

And then, there was peace.Bookmark here


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????: [Did you hear? The guy that tried to escape his Matha duties?]Bookmark here

????: [The first in nearly 50 luxus, who even is he?]Bookmark here

????: [Some say there were no records of him in the entirety of Tawouest.]Bookmark here

????: [Others say he spoke a foreign language, not unlike the Inhumans, ]Bookmark here

????: [But he couldn’t be an Inhuman, he could barely control any mana!]Bookmark here

????: [Whatever it is, all we do know is that he is allocated to the Scavengers.]Bookmark here

????: [The lowest of the low?]Bookmark here

????: [The lowest of the low.]Bookmark here


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And yet the bustling of the mess hall does reach me.Bookmark here

The rumours of a newcomer unbeknownst to all.Bookmark here

My peace was disturbed but not broken,Bookmark here

For the true moment it was shattered Bookmark here

Came slightly not long after.Bookmark here

When the sight of a stranger entered my view.Bookmark here

Unlike all others that came before,Bookmark here

The human decided to join my table.Bookmark here

He was scrawny, unlike the rest.Bookmark here

Only male humans and special Inhumans were allowedBookmark here

In the Matha Biquadrant.Bookmark here

Yet this stranger’s face does not scream male.Bookmark here

All he had been doing was talking non-stop,Bookmark here

Ranting in a strange tongue unfamiliar to me.Bookmark here

Forcing him to leave would not be difficult,Bookmark here

Yet I find myself stopped dead in my tracks.Bookmark here

For his eyes were eyes of old,Bookmark here

Seeing so much more that is unbefitting of his age.Bookmark here

Yet despite so, they remained defiant, Bookmark here

Refusing to accept whatever that is to come,Bookmark here

Burning through the darkness that is the abyss.Bookmark here


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One thing was for sure:Bookmark here

My peace was no more.Bookmark here

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