THE FIRST AND THE LAST

[singular-and-unique]

Name's Singularity, and if you want any more information you might want to think if you are worthy of it.

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TAGS:

#singular posts -> posts

#message received -> reblogs

#questions from the loopers -> asks

#LucySays: -> ooc posts/reblogs

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HEADCANONS:

- Singularity uses She/Her pronouns.

- Much of her background is unknown...Reality? Unknown. Faction? Unknown. Status? Incoming.

- She's skilled in engineering and mechanics, Mecha Team Leader is her creation, if she made more it's unknown.

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When something is written between [--], it means it's ooc!

Mun is 18, but there will be no nsfw, that's a big nono

Do not steal my content for uses involving AI. Do not even ask to. The answer will be no.

[Rules]

[singular-and-unique]

*The sky flashed violently as a rift gate opened up, ripping apart the nearby clouds and reality itself around it. Out of it fell a humanoid figure, mechanically stiff as she leaned forward into nothing, falling through to the other side. The moment her sole touched the air the sky crackled and closed back up behind her like nothing ever happened.*

*The figure soundlessly fell about the height of a small skyscraper, landing in the grass field below with a sickening CRASH, robotic components scattering around her.*

*Her large, pink mascot head cracked open in the middle, revealing a grey, sheen metallic layer underneath. Sparks flew around from the damaged cables and broken tiles, singeing the soft fur, threatening to start a small wildfire below her.*

*Her still intact eye scanned the unfamiliar area in a panic, but she was unable to process anything it was seeing. Her system was a mess, blaring errors and warnings over and over, making it almost impossible to even think. It said her brain was damaged. So was her spine. She tried to move her arms and raise herself but it was no use.*

*Her programming tried to shut itself down and enter safe mode repeatedly but she willed herself to deny it and succeeded, something she didn’t think she was capable of before. The overwhelming noise inside her head made it hard to notice that none of what she was experiencing in the moment was ordinary. Something has changed in her. She’s never felt fear until now.. Unwilling to give up and wait for the situation to fix itself she began sending distress signals to any and every electronic appliance she could reach in the nearby radius.*

(( @jailbreak-glitch-fortnite ))

[It wasn't a usual thing to receive distress signals that weren't from her allies. Still this didn't let Singularity ignore the beeping her computer began emitting as she was working on yet again her mecha.

Grabbing her locating device and hooking it up to the computer, she sent the data of the distress signal over the portable device in order for her to be able to eventually go out of the laboratory and reach the loacation pinged on her screen.

Upon arrival, the problem was clear, a humanoid, most likely a robot, laying on the floor after what seemed like a brutal incident. She immediately kneeled next to the robot, eyes roaming over it to assess the gravity of the situation]

Can you hear me? You're in pretty bad shape. Is it okay if I take you to my laboratory? I can get you patched up.

[jailbreak-glitch-fortnite]

*It felt like an eternity being confined in one place, having only the warning messages and the increasing shutdown attempts from her system to occupy her. It barely registered when someone knelt down next to her, someone who must have heard her virtual cries for help.*

*The muffled words and blurry vision of the stranger filled her components and insides with the warmest, tingling sensation she’s ever felt. Comfort. Peace. It was enough to override the most basic part of her programming to run and fight and claw at the person like a wounded animal.*

*She tried to let out a sound of approval, copy the phrases she’s heard before that seemed fuzzy but still familiar in her head. All that came out was a garbled sound, mixed with a much louder error message. Her system was on the verge of collapsing any second now.*

*Out of desperation she tried her best to move, to signal that she was at least hearing and understanding her saviour. The remaining intact wires in her neck vibrated from the force she exerted onto them. She raised her head as much as she could then let it drop, then repeated the motion once more, until a red cable snapped out the tiles on her back. She hoped that was enough at least. It was a form of communication she must have seen before as it wasn’t a part of her original programming, but the details were too messy to pinpoint.*

[singular-and-unique]

[She took the hand of the stranger, easing it down on the ground again, a worried smile curving her lips.]

It's okay, I can understand you.

[Putting her hand around the robot's shoulder, she slowly raised her up just enough to see the back, her visor's quick scan alerting about the spine damage. Singularity hummed in thought as she carefully made a plan in her mind, eventually speaking out considering the fact explaining seemed a thing those two medical professionals in the Reality Warriors loved to do with their patients. And for robots, Singularity could be considered a doctor.]

Your spine is in bad shape, I don't think you can walk with this, your torso wouldn't be able to stay up. I'm gonna carry you to my lab and fix this up, then I'll see what I can do about the brain. The only thing I ask you is to try and stay awake.

[Carefully, she scooped up the robot into her arms, noticing the human-like weight. Whoever had designed her was skilled, but had somehow focused more on the human aspect than the robot aspect. She'd probably understand why later.

She hurried into her laboratory and eventually got to work. Fixing the spine appeared to be trickier than she had thought, as many components appeared to have been crushed in the incident, not to mention the various cables damaged by little sparks that escaped the more electrical parts, or the one that had snapped after the robot had tried to raise her arm multiple times. She wished to let her shut off, but she also had no idea if she could turn on again, so she had no choice but to just work swiftly.

After a few hours of work, she had managed to fix the spine. Now all that remained was the brain. Connecting the robot to her diagnostics-device, she gave a look at the flow of information that began appearing on the screens, before turning to the robot.]

This will mainly do the job by itself, a little help to your own system. You might boot into safe mode, but don't worry, you're safe to do it now. It will actually help setting your system enough to work around the bigger glitches as it fixes up anything.

When you feel like you can speak, please say something.

[jailbreak-glitch-fortnite]

*Waves of relief washed over the robot as she drank in the words of the scientist. Even though it felt like she was safe she had to fight down the urge to resist when the woman scooped her up in her arms and began their walk to her lab.*

*It barely felt like any time had passed before she was placed on an operating table and cold hand began to reach into her back to fix the injuries she’s sustained. She couldn’t feel physically pain, but it was uncomfortable. All of this was. No one has ever touched her gently, in a way to help and not harm. If she was fully functional she must have already escaped or worse, but thankfully her condition stopped her from doing anything like that.*

*Everything was going smoothly, until the scientists spoke up again, trying to reassure her about safe mode fixing the glitches in her system. Every part of her body visibly tensed up. Crackling noises escape her voicebox, growing more frantic, until it landed on a frequency she was banned from using before.*

“—̵̛̫̲̱̗̈́̉͐̀̓̂͛T̷̙̊̽̚ą̸̪̜͚͎̈́̒̽̈̆̔͗̈́̋͘k̶̛͍̓͒͘ȩ̴̤̘̖̹͖̞͉͔̠̈̑̈͆̃̂́̓̽̇ͅ—̷̢̛̮̩̹̣̼͕̳͛͋—̵̛̺̣͔͓̄̊̍̿̓̌̈́̚ơ̵̧̛̞͍͇͙̼͎̬͇͛̽̈́̀͝f̴̲̘͕̥͍͍͋͒̇f̶̛̺̻̣̰̜̙̓͗͌́̍̓̚͜—̵̢̻̪̝̟̓̓̔̂̅̕̚͠—̶̨̡͓̪͉̦̬̬̗̊̈́͗͘-̸͕̥̮̰̖̱̮̌͒̊̓͋̀̑́̓͒͝-̸̩̒ͅh̵͕̪̓̔̌̅̂̀̉͝͝ȩ̶̛̬̭̈́̋̾̋̑̏̚ͅͅą̸̧̘̳̤̗̤̃̌̍́̐͠͝d̶͎͈́̿̀̿̐̈́́͘—̵̰̖͔̟̺̽̒“

*The words were audible throughout the static, although it carried an startling uncanny feel to it. She forced the words out, mimicking sounds she knew the meanings of but couldn’t say before. The more she spoke the clearer the words got and the more the static subsided. The tone in her voice also grew desperate. If her system was fixed now in this state she might never be able to break through again.*

“—̶͎̑I̴̧͂t̵͎̋͛́—̸̮̤̌̋̾̀Ṫ̸͔̒̈́̊͠a̷̗̮̯̔̓̈k̴̝͍̇̈́̔̑̔̒ẻ̸̹̹̹͉͆̐̽̽͜͝ ̴̛̩͚̞̅͂͆̄o̶̺̺̿̿f̸̛̣̝̭͔̹̦̎̃̚f̸̰̀͆͂̓͐̀—̷̣̳̖̩̙͗̐̀—̷̗̜͗̏̏̀̚ ḧ̷̼́ḙ̷̐a̶̰̔d̷̹̽—̶̤̓ ̸̡̌ī̸̬ṯ̴̛ e̵̵̶r̶̵̵a̸̶̷s̴̸̸e̴̵̵—̷̵̵—̴̵̸m̶̷̶e̶̸̸—̵̴̵s̷̵̵a̸̶̸f̵̵̷e̵̵̶ ̴̴̵m̸̵̴o̸̸̵d̷̷̶e̸̷̶ ̶h̶u̵r̶t̸—̷h̶u̵r̴—̶t̶—̷-̶H̵U̶R̸T̷—̷-̵”

[singular-and-unique]

You want me to take this off? I had a suspicion this couldn't be comfortable to have. It's never great to have a large mascot head on a human body.

[She could see her skull through the part that had cracked open, it seemed the bear-like head was like a case to cover skull. Taking a screwdriver she carefully unscrewed everything until the rest of the bear head fell onto her hands, placing in onto the table and looking back at the robot]

Feel any changes?

[singular-and-unique]

*The sky flashed violently as a rift gate opened up, ripping apart the nearby clouds and reality itself around it. Out of it fell a humanoid figure, mechanically stiff as she leaned forward into nothing, falling through to the other side. The moment her sole touched the air the sky crackled and closed back up behind her like nothing ever happened.*

*The figure soundlessly fell about the height of a small skyscraper, landing in the grass field below with a sickening CRASH, robotic components scattering around her.*

*Her large, pink mascot head cracked open in the middle, revealing a grey, sheen metallic layer underneath. Sparks flew around from the damaged cables and broken tiles, singeing the soft fur, threatening to start a small wildfire below her.*

*Her still intact eye scanned the unfamiliar area in a panic, but she was unable to process anything it was seeing. Her system was a mess, blaring errors and warnings over and over, making it almost impossible to even think. It said her brain was damaged. So was her spine. She tried to move her arms and raise herself but it was no use.*

*Her programming tried to shut itself down and enter safe mode repeatedly but she willed herself to deny it and succeeded, something she didn’t think she was capable of before. The overwhelming noise inside her head made it hard to notice that none of what she was experiencing in the moment was ordinary. Something has changed in her. She’s never felt fear until now.. Unwilling to give up and wait for the situation to fix itself she began sending distress signals to any and every electronic appliance she could reach in the nearby radius.*

(( @jailbreak-glitch-fortnite ))

[It wasn't a usual thing to receive distress signals that weren't from her allies. Still this didn't let Singularity ignore the beeping her computer began emitting as she was working on yet again her mecha.

Grabbing her locating device and hooking it up to the computer, she sent the data of the distress signal over the portable device in order for her to be able to eventually go out of the laboratory and reach the loacation pinged on her screen.

Upon arrival, the problem was clear, a humanoid, most likely a robot, laying on the floor after what seemed like a brutal incident. She immediately kneeled next to the robot, eyes roaming over it to assess the gravity of the situation]

Can you hear me? You're in pretty bad shape. Is it okay if I take you to my laboratory? I can get you patched up.

[jailbreak-glitch-fortnite]

*It felt like an eternity being confined in one place, having only the warning messages and the increasing shutdown attempts from her system to occupy her. It barely registered when someone knelt down next to her, someone who must have heard her virtual cries for help.*

*The muffled words and blurry vision of the stranger filled her components and insides with the warmest, tingling sensation she’s ever felt. Comfort. Peace. It was enough to override the most basic part of her programming to run and fight and claw at the person like a wounded animal.*

*She tried to let out a sound of approval, copy the phrases she’s heard before that seemed fuzzy but still familiar in her head. All that came out was a garbled sound, mixed with a much louder error message. Her system was on the verge of collapsing any second now.*

*Out of desperation she tried her best to move, to signal that she was at least hearing and understanding her saviour. The remaining intact wires in her neck vibrated from the force she exerted onto them. She raised her head as much as she could then let it drop, then repeated the motion once more, until a red cable snapped out the tiles on her back. She hoped that was enough at least. It was a form of communication she must have seen before as it wasn’t a part of her original programming, but the details were too messy to pinpoint.*

[singular-and-unique]

[She took the hand of the stranger, easing it down on the ground again, a worried smile curving her lips.]

It's okay, I can understand you.

[Putting her hand around the robot's shoulder, she slowly raised her up just enough to see the back, her visor's quick scan alerting about the spine damage. Singularity hummed in thought as she carefully made a plan in her mind, eventually speaking out considering the fact explaining seemed a thing those two medical professionals in the Reality Warriors loved to do with their patients. And for robots, Singularity could be considered a doctor.]

Your spine is in bad shape, I don't think you can walk with this, your torso wouldn't be able to stay up. I'm gonna carry you to my lab and fix this up, then I'll see what I can do about the brain. The only thing I ask you is to try and stay awake.

[Carefully, she scooped up the robot into her arms, noticing the human-like weight. Whoever had designed her was skilled, but had somehow focused more on the human aspect than the robot aspect. She'd probably understand why later.

She hurried into her laboratory and eventually got to work. Fixing the spine appeared to be trickier than she had thought, as many components appeared to have been crushed in the incident, not to mention the various cables damaged by little sparks that escaped the more electrical parts, or the one that had snapped after the robot had tried to raise her arm multiple times. She wished to let her shut off, but she also had no idea if she could turn on again, so she had no choice but to just work swiftly.

After a few hours of work, she had managed to fix the spine. Now all that remained was the brain. Connecting the robot to her diagnostics-device, she gave a look at the flow of information that began appearing on the screens, before turning to the robot.]

This will mainly do the job by itself, a little help to your own system. You might boot into safe mode, but don't worry, you're safe to do it now. It will actually help setting your system enough to work around the bigger glitches as it fixes up anything.

When you feel like you can speak, please say something.

[singular-and-unique]

*The sky flashed violently as a rift gate opened up, ripping apart the nearby clouds and reality itself around it. Out of it fell a humanoid figure, mechanically stiff as she leaned forward into nothing, falling through to the other side. The moment her sole touched the air the sky crackled and closed back up behind her like nothing ever happened.*

*The figure soundlessly fell about the height of a small skyscraper, landing in the grass field below with a sickening CRASH, robotic components scattering around her.*

*Her large, pink mascot head cracked open in the middle, revealing a grey, sheen metallic layer underneath. Sparks flew around from the damaged cables and broken tiles, singeing the soft fur, threatening to start a small wildfire below her.*

*Her still intact eye scanned the unfamiliar area in a panic, but she was unable to process anything it was seeing. Her system was a mess, blaring errors and warnings over and over, making it almost impossible to even think. It said her brain was damaged. So was her spine. She tried to move her arms and raise herself but it was no use.*

*Her programming tried to shut itself down and enter safe mode repeatedly but she willed herself to deny it and succeeded, something she didn’t think she was capable of before. The overwhelming noise inside her head made it hard to notice that none of what she was experiencing in the moment was ordinary. Something has changed in her. She’s never felt fear until now.. Unwilling to give up and wait for the situation to fix itself she began sending distress signals to any and every electronic appliance she could reach in the nearby radius.*

(( @jailbreak-glitch-fortnite ))

[It wasn't a usual thing to receive distress signals that weren't from her allies. Still this didn't let Singularity ignore the beeping her computer began emitting as she was working on yet again her mecha.

Grabbing her locating device and hooking it up to the computer, she sent the data of the distress signal over the portable device in order for her to be able to eventually go out of the laboratory and reach the loacation pinged on her screen.

Upon arrival, the problem was clear, a humanoid, most likely a robot, laying on the floor after what seemed like a brutal incident. She immediately kneeled next to the robot, eyes roaming over it to assess the gravity of the situation]

Can you hear me? You're in pretty bad shape. Is it okay if I take you to my laboratory? I can get you patched up.

[singular-and-unique]

[All was not smooth sailing after the success of the plan. That had simply been phase one, after all. Geno... the Visitor, had other matters to attend to in order for the next step to succeed.]

[One of those matters was to reestablish contact with the various allies that the snapshot had made during it's time here. There weren't many, as it had been a very closed-off person. But there were a few.]

[And none as potentially delicate a situation as the Singularity.]

[Visitor knew she had betrayed him long ago. He did not care. She was barely a nuisance at her most dangerous. But she was one of the only ones aware of the fact that the identity of the Visitor had been the snapshot. So it was imperative that he continue regular contact so as not to throw her off.]

Singularity. The Mech was not present at the confrontation this time. Did something happen? Why did you stay behind?

[Slight hostility. A hallmark of the snapshot's crude idea of diplomacy.]

~ @perfected-visitor-fn

[She had been brooding in a corner ever since the fight. Her mech...this had never happened to her, she was meticulous about her work and she had never let anyone do something to it. She was the only one that could put hands on her projects.

Naturally, though, she wasn't exactly mad, anger was for the unstable. And an example was now right infront of her.]

Acting like the leader, now? Thought you were a scout, [REDACTED].

[She folded a few blueprints that were laying on her desk]

Someone or something, I have no idea, put their nasty hands on the mech. It malfunctioned before I could even charge into action.

[perfected-visitor-fn]

Our plan hung on a knife's edge. You'll forgive me for wondering why you were not there to see it through to the end.

[Visitor took a seat next to her, looking at the updating map of the island.]

... This is better than the alternative. I hope, at least.

I had thought that we might be able to save Foundation, but it seems that no matter the circumstances, his ego was bound to lead him into disaster...

[He bowed his head.]

... I cannot plan for everything.

[Except he could. He had considered ways for the Foundation to survive, but the man had insisted on facing down his rival for an epic showdown. Foolish. He was the only true rival Foundation had ever possessed. Ice King was a moron with frost powers. It was hardly equivalent.]

[singular-and-unique]

YOUR plan hung on a knife's edge, maybe. Mine wasn't supposed to. It never happened and if it happens again I'm not going to let this pass unnoticed, and the culprit will be hearing from me. That is if they have the face to show up.

[She sighed, shaking her head.]

I'm sorry for the loss of Foundation. But I can't say the same for the Ice King, that man was a pain in everyone's spine for ages, good riddance, honestly.

And more honestly, it was bound to happen with both of their egos.

[This is why she had never let her emotions take over more than they were intended too. They could become a blindfold at any moment, and all blind moments could be fatal.

On the other subject...she had to admit: On paper, [REDACTED]'s plan was...smart.]

What happened has happened. All that matters is that we at least did what we could. Our enemies were just a step ahead. We'll catch up next time. I suppose you did your part well enough.

[perfected-visitor-fn]

Hmm. Evie certainly doesn't believe so. I think she was nearly ready to kill me for letting Jones get hurt. As though I would be able to stop that man once he gets a foolishly heroic idea in his head.

I should know.

[Visitor cracked his neck uncomfortably.]

Still, he is alive. Practically everyone is alive this time around. That alone makes this a success...

A shame our enemies still accomplished their plan, then.

[He turned to look at Singularity.]

We are now in a future neither of us has ever seen. With the Point destabilized, we are going to require help. Jones had... suggested someone. I think I am going to go and locate her.

[singular-and-unique]

Because she thinks you are Visitor. Whether she'd known you are her brother, maybe her reaction would have been more..."understanding". She tends to give him second chances and understand he is unstable. You know that.

Still, it's hard to protect Jones all the time, so i don't exactly blame you. Foundation always groaned everytime I'd tell him he may be annoying but he is valuable. It's good he is alive this shall let him have a well needed break.

[She tilted her head, humming interested]

Ahh, I see. New friends? Or old acquaintances? Whoever she is she could be useful if Jones mentioned her. He may have a small brain but he knows the right people.

[perfected-visitor-fn]

[Hah. Reveal to Evelynn Jones that he is "Vengeance". Yes, that was certain to end well at this point in time.]

The latter, actually.

I am going to be bringing in our old "friend", Doctor Slone.

[He leaned forward. His head did not move, but his eyes, ever watchful beneath the helmet, zeroed in on her expressions.]

Another member of the IO. Indeed, there were rumors that she was leading a renewed faction of them at some point.

[Now the moment to see where her loyalties may lie, outside of defending reality...]

That will not be a problem, correct? I trust that you have been forthcoming about where your loyalties lie in regards to that particular organization...

[singular-and-unique]

[Ohhh of course. IO agents. Singularity rolled her eyes]

I do not care for those little-to-no-good agents anymore. I carry no love and no loyalty to any of them or their so called Leader. They were all the same, big ego and obsessed to bring order in a world of pure chaos. Not even Geno himself could withstand the chaos of the Omniverse. And the Imagined Order fell under his hubris.

Whatever she's trying to keep standing. It's half-dead already. She can't move on while I could.

If she wants to help, she better be useful.

But I suppose I shall not pout so much at your or Jones' ideas. That would be childish.

[perfected-visitor-fn]

[Visitor hummed thoughtfully at that. She was not incorrect, his hubris had been their downfall. He had truly thought himself capable of showing Foundation, his daughters, and all the Seven that they needed him, and his Order, to keep the multiverse stable. And what had that lesson cost? Only the entire structure of everything that was.]

[He let them win their little war, and within six months they had already lost the Zero Point. He would not make the same mistake again. This time, he would be the one leading the Seven. His daughters would follow him without question, so long as they thought him the Visitor. They all would.]

[Now if only Jones had died heroically in the line of duty. Then he would truly be in the best timeline.]

Whatever that Order was, it is long since dust. Slone has been off the grid for some time. But she was their head of island stability for eons, second only to Geno. If anyone would know how to repair the Zero Point, it would be her.

[Besides, it would look ridiculous if the Visitor singlehandedly repaired the Zero Point. He had gotten away with much, but even he could not construct a deception large enough to cover that]

[And he did want Slone back. She had been his most loyal soldier, his right-hand woman. He knew the length of her ambitions. He just needed to test her loyalty.]

But what you said... that is good to know. Thank you. I am grateful that I can trust you.

[Singularity had her purpose. She may be the best pilot in the Omniverse, but even she was replaceable... when the time was right.]

[singular-and-unique]

Well then we can safely assume that anything Slone had tried to save is probably hiding in shame now.

[She nodded to him]

You're welcome. It's rare to have someone trusting me, so I suppose I should be grateful the same.

[singular-and-unique]

[All was not smooth sailing after the success of the plan. That had simply been phase one, after all. Geno... the Visitor, had other matters to attend to in order for the next step to succeed.]

[One of those matters was to reestablish contact with the various allies that the snapshot had made during it's time here. There weren't many, as it had been a very closed-off person. But there were a few.]

[And none as potentially delicate a situation as the Singularity.]

[Visitor knew she had betrayed him long ago. He did not care. She was barely a nuisance at her most dangerous. But she was one of the only ones aware of the fact that the identity of the Visitor had been the snapshot. So it was imperative that he continue regular contact so as not to throw her off.]

Singularity. The Mech was not present at the confrontation this time. Did something happen? Why did you stay behind?

[Slight hostility. A hallmark of the snapshot's crude idea of diplomacy.]

~ @perfected-visitor-fn

[She had been brooding in a corner ever since the fight. Her mech...this had never happened to her, she was meticulous about her work and she had never let anyone do something to it. She was the only one that could put hands on her projects.

Naturally, though, she wasn't exactly mad, anger was for the unstable. And an example was now right infront of her.]

Acting like the leader, now? Thought you were a scout, [REDACTED].

[She folded a few blueprints that were laying on her desk]

Someone or something, I have no idea, put their nasty hands on the mech. It malfunctioned before I could even charge into action.

[perfected-visitor-fn]

Our plan hung on a knife's edge. You'll forgive me for wondering why you were not there to see it through to the end.

[Visitor took a seat next to her, looking at the updating map of the island.]

... This is better than the alternative. I hope, at least.

I had thought that we might be able to save Foundation, but it seems that no matter the circumstances, his ego was bound to lead him into disaster...

[He bowed his head.]

... I cannot plan for everything.

[Except he could. He had considered ways for the Foundation to survive, but the man had insisted on facing down his rival for an epic showdown. Foolish. He was the only true rival Foundation had ever possessed. Ice King was a moron with frost powers. It was hardly equivalent.]

[singular-and-unique]

YOUR plan hung on a knife's edge, maybe. Mine wasn't supposed to. It never happened and if it happens again I'm not going to let this pass unnoticed, and the culprit will be hearing from me. That is if they have the face to show up.

[She sighed, shaking her head.]

I'm sorry for the loss of Foundation. But I can't say the same for the Ice King, that man was a pain in everyone's spine for ages, good riddance, honestly.

And more honestly, it was bound to happen with both of their egos.

[This is why she had never let her emotions take over more than they were intended too. They could become a blindfold at any moment, and all blind moments could be fatal.

On the other subject...she had to admit: On paper, [REDACTED]'s plan was...smart.]

What happened has happened. All that matters is that we at least did what we could. Our enemies were just a step ahead. We'll catch up next time. I suppose you did your part well enough.

[perfected-visitor-fn]

Hmm. Evie certainly doesn't believe so. I think she was nearly ready to kill me for letting Jones get hurt. As though I would be able to stop that man once he gets a foolishly heroic idea in his head.

I should know.

[Visitor cracked his neck uncomfortably.]

Still, he is alive. Practically everyone is alive this time around. That alone makes this a success...

A shame our enemies still accomplished their plan, then.

[He turned to look at Singularity.]

We are now in a future neither of us has ever seen. With the Point destabilized, we are going to require help. Jones had... suggested someone. I think I am going to go and locate her.

[singular-and-unique]

Because she thinks you are Visitor. Whether she'd known you are her brother, maybe her reaction would have been more..."understanding". She tends to give him second chances and understand he is unstable. You know that.

Still, it's hard to protect Jones all the time, so i don't exactly blame you. Foundation always groaned everytime I'd tell him he may be annoying but he is valuable. It's good he is alive this shall let him have a well needed break.

[She tilted her head, humming interested]

Ahh, I see. New friends? Or old acquaintances? Whoever she is she could be useful if Jones mentioned her. He may have a small brain but he knows the right people.

[perfected-visitor-fn]

[Hah. Reveal to Evelynn Jones that he is "Vengeance". Yes, that was certain to end well at this point in time.]

The latter, actually.

I am going to be bringing in our old "friend", Doctor Slone.

[He leaned forward. His head did not move, but his eyes, ever watchful beneath the helmet, zeroed in on her expressions.]

Another member of the IO. Indeed, there were rumors that she was leading a renewed faction of them at some point.

[Now the moment to see where her loyalties may lie, outside of defending reality...]

That will not be a problem, correct? I trust that you have been forthcoming about where your loyalties lie in regards to that particular organization...

[singular-and-unique]

[Ohhh of course. IO agents. Singularity rolled her eyes]

I do not care for those little-to-no-good agents anymore. I carry no love and no loyalty to any of them or their so called Leader. They were all the same, big ego and obsessed to bring order in a world of pure chaos. Not even Geno himself could withstand the chaos of the Omniverse. And the Imagined Order fell under his hubris.

Whatever she's trying to keep standing. It's half-dead already. She can't move on while I could.

If she wants to help, she better be useful.

But I suppose I shall not pout so much at your or Jones' ideas. That would be childish.

[singular-and-unique]

[All was not smooth sailing after the success of the plan. That had simply been phase one, after all. Geno... the Visitor, had other matters to attend to in order for the next step to succeed.]

[One of those matters was to reestablish contact with the various allies that the snapshot had made during it's time here. There weren't many, as it had been a very closed-off person. But there were a few.]

[And none as potentially delicate a situation as the Singularity.]

[Visitor knew she had betrayed him long ago. He did not care. She was barely a nuisance at her most dangerous. But she was one of the only ones aware of the fact that the identity of the Visitor had been the snapshot. So it was imperative that he continue regular contact so as not to throw her off.]

Singularity. The Mech was not present at the confrontation this time. Did something happen? Why did you stay behind?

[Slight hostility. A hallmark of the snapshot's crude idea of diplomacy.]

~ @perfected-visitor-fn

[She had been brooding in a corner ever since the fight. Her mech...this had never happened to her, she was meticulous about her work and she had never let anyone do something to it. She was the only one that could put hands on her projects.

Naturally, though, she wasn't exactly mad, anger was for the unstable. And an example was now right infront of her.]

Acting like the leader, now? Thought you were a scout, [REDACTED].

[She folded a few blueprints that were laying on her desk]

Someone or something, I have no idea, put their nasty hands on the mech. It malfunctioned before I could even charge into action.

[perfected-visitor-fn]

Our plan hung on a knife's edge. You'll forgive me for wondering why you were not there to see it through to the end.

[Visitor took a seat next to her, looking at the updating map of the island.]

... This is better than the alternative. I hope, at least.

I had thought that we might be able to save Foundation, but it seems that no matter the circumstances, his ego was bound to lead him into disaster...

[He bowed his head.]

... I cannot plan for everything.

[Except he could. He had considered ways for the Foundation to survive, but the man had insisted on facing down his rival for an epic showdown. Foolish. He was the only true rival Foundation had ever possessed. Ice King was a moron with frost powers. It was hardly equivalent.]

[singular-and-unique]

YOUR plan hung on a knife's edge, maybe. Mine wasn't supposed to. It never happened and if it happens again I'm not going to let this pass unnoticed, and the culprit will be hearing from me. That is if they have the face to show up.

[She sighed, shaking her head.]

I'm sorry for the loss of Foundation. But I can't say the same for the Ice King, that man was a pain in everyone's spine for ages, good riddance, honestly.

And more honestly, it was bound to happen with both of their egos.

[This is why she had never let her emotions take over more than they were intended too. They could become a blindfold at any moment, and all blind moments could be fatal.

On the other subject...she had to admit: On paper, [REDACTED]'s plan was...smart.]

What happened has happened. All that matters is that we at least did what we could. Our enemies were just a step ahead. We'll catch up next time. I suppose you did your part well enough.

[perfected-visitor-fn]

Hmm. Evie certainly doesn't believe so. I think she was nearly ready to kill me for letting Jones get hurt. As though I would be able to stop that man once he gets a foolishly heroic idea in his head.

I should know.

[Visitor cracked his neck uncomfortably.]

Still, he is alive. Practically everyone is alive this time around. That alone makes this a success...

A shame our enemies still accomplished their plan, then.

[He turned to look at Singularity.]

We are now in a future neither of us has ever seen. With the Point destabilized, we are going to require help. Jones had... suggested someone. I think I am going to go and locate her.

[singular-and-unique]

Because she thinks you are Visitor. Whether she'd known you are her brother, maybe her reaction would have been more..."understanding". She tends to give him second chances and understand he is unstable. You know that.

Still, it's hard to protect Jones all the time, so i don't exactly blame you. Foundation always groaned everytime I'd tell him he may be annoying but he is valuable. It's good he is alive this shall let him have a well needed break.

[She tilted her head, humming interested]

Ahh, I see. New friends? Or old acquaintances? Whoever she is she could be useful if Jones mentioned her. He may have a small brain but he knows the right people.

[singular-and-unique]

[All was not smooth sailing after the success of the plan. That had simply been phase one, after all. Geno... the Visitor, had other matters to attend to in order for the next step to succeed.]

[One of those matters was to reestablish contact with the various allies that the snapshot had made during it's time here. There weren't many, as it had been a very closed-off person. But there were a few.]

[And none as potentially delicate a situation as the Singularity.]

[Visitor knew she had betrayed him long ago. He did not care. She was barely a nuisance at her most dangerous. But she was one of the only ones aware of the fact that the identity of the Visitor had been the snapshot. So it was imperative that he continue regular contact so as not to throw her off.]

Singularity. The Mech was not present at the confrontation this time. Did something happen? Why did you stay behind?

[Slight hostility. A hallmark of the snapshot's crude idea of diplomacy.]

~ @perfected-visitor-fn

[She had been brooding in a corner ever since the fight. Her mech...this had never happened to her, she was meticulous about her work and she had never let anyone do something to it. She was the only one that could put hands on her projects.

Naturally, though, she wasn't exactly mad, anger was for the unstable. And an example was now right infront of her.]

Acting like the leader, now? Thought you were a scout, [REDACTED].

[She folded a few blueprints that were laying on her desk]

Someone or something, I have no idea, put their nasty hands on the mech. It malfunctioned before I could even charge into action.

[perfected-visitor-fn]

Our plan hung on a knife's edge. You'll forgive me for wondering why you were not there to see it through to the end.

[Visitor took a seat next to her, looking at the updating map of the island.]

... This is better than the alternative. I hope, at least.

I had thought that we might be able to save Foundation, but it seems that no matter the circumstances, his ego was bound to lead him into disaster...

[He bowed his head.]

... I cannot plan for everything.

[Except he could. He had considered ways for the Foundation to survive, but the man had insisted on facing down his rival for an epic showdown. Foolish. He was the only true rival Foundation had ever possessed. Ice King was a moron with frost powers. It was hardly equivalent.]

[singular-and-unique]

YOUR plan hung on a knife's edge, maybe. Mine wasn't supposed to. It never happened and if it happens again I'm not going to let this pass unnoticed, and the culprit will be hearing from me. That is if they have the face to show up.

[She sighed, shaking her head.]

I'm sorry for the loss of Foundation. But I can't say the same for the Ice King, that man was a pain in everyone's spine for ages, good riddance, honestly.

And more honestly, it was bound to happen with both of their egos.

[This is why she had never let her emotions take over more than they were intended too. They could become a blindfold at any moment, and all blind moments could be fatal.

On the other subject...she had to admit: On paper, [REDACTED]'s plan was...smart.]

What happened has happened. All that matters is that we at least did what we could. Our enemies were just a step ahead. We'll catch up next time. I suppose you did your part well enough.

[singular-and-unique]

[All was not smooth sailing after the success of the plan. That had simply been phase one, after all. Geno... the Visitor, had other matters to attend to in order for the next step to succeed.]

[One of those matters was to reestablish contact with the various allies that the snapshot had made during it's time here. There weren't many, as it had been a very closed-off person. But there were a few.]

[And none as potentially delicate a situation as the Singularity.]

[Visitor knew she had betrayed him long ago. He did not care. She was barely a nuisance at her most dangerous. But she was one of the only ones aware of the fact that the identity of the Visitor had been the snapshot. So it was imperative that he continue regular contact so as not to throw her off.]

Singularity. The Mech was not present at the confrontation this time. Did something happen? Why did you stay behind?

[Slight hostility. A hallmark of the snapshot's crude idea of diplomacy.]

~ @perfected-visitor-fn

[She had been brooding in a corner ever since the fight. Her mech...this had never happened to her, she was meticulous about her work and she had never let anyone do something to it. She was the only one that could put hands on her projects.

Naturally, though, she wasn't exactly mad, anger was for the unstable. And an example was now right infront of her.]

Acting like the leader, now? Thought you were a scout, [REDACTED].

[She folded a few blueprints that were laying on her desk]

Someone or something, I have no idea, put their nasty hands on the mech. It malfunctioned before I could even charge into action.

[vengeful-visitor-fn]

[A femenine voice echoes from behind your back]

I suppose it's time I drop this game of cat and mouse...Visitor.

Or should I say another name?

@singularity-fn

[The Visitor stiffened, closing his eyes before answering.]

If you have any respect for what I'm trying to save, you will keep that to yourself.

[He turned, the all too familiar armor immediately identifying who he already knew.]

Welcome back, Singularity.

[singular-and-unique]

It would be a shame to ruin all this effort to hide your identity in the end.

[To the significant weight loss to the modulator to change his voice, he truly feared the consequences of being recognized, and she couldn't argue with that, it was all precaution.]

Do not worry, I'm not here to endanger anything or anyone, I'm just simply here to help. Like back then.

I didn't expect someone to be alive after that. Let alone be able to do something like this.

[vengeful-visitor-fn]

This is not a game, Singularity.

[Less tense, but more grave. The Visitor punched a key, triggering a data sorting algorithm on his screen, a low rumble of dissatisfaction buzzing in his modulator at the emerging results.]

I was spared. By a better man than myself. I can't let him down.

I didn't expect anyone else to survive that night either. Yet here you are. We'll take all the help we can get, frankly. Stars know the Loopers are no good...

[singular-and-unique]

Never thought it was. Nothing is ever a game here.

[She now walked closer to him, standing beside him, she nodded at his remark]

I saw him. He followed his creator like a wounded dog. Though I cannot deny the first actual signal of life I received was the rift. Sounded too different from the other ones that night. You're doing an amazing job so far.

[She sighed]

Whether I had time, I would have looked for more of our allies and brought them with me, but I could only give a quick glance, and none of them seemed to breathe. So I'm afraid I am the last to arrive once more.

[It was truly a shame to see so many talented warriors fall after all their efforts, and while she was glad "Visitor" had managed to get such genius idea among the desperation, she still needed time to get used to see everyone alive.

But there was somebody that was clearly having more trouble here. And he was right next to her.]

How do you fare?

[She raised an hand]

And do not answer me with the façade of "The Visitor". Do not hide with me. You don't need to.

[vengeful-visitor-fn]

He must have lost the battle after the Rift...

[Leather creaked against leather as his glove strained around his tightened fist.]

He deserved better...

[He wanted to punch something. Pain helped him focus. Since he wasn't alone, however, the Visitor instead clenched a hand at his chest, feeling the little silver charm bite his skin under the suit.

Breathe. In... and out.]

We were the only survivors. I checked.

[His voice sounded dead. The Visitor tilted his head back, exhausted, scanning the data as it came in.

How was he?...]

Does it matter?

[singular-and-unique]

Why shouldn't it?

[She sounded dead serious on that. She could see it through the visor. His body language as open as a book one was too interested to not read.]

Look at yourself. Because you clearly haven't been doing it.

I have watched you put on that visor and strangle down your true identity. Shoving it in a box it couldn't fit. You forced yourself to become a dead man for the sake of humanity...

But not for your own.

[Her body moved towards the screen, placing itself infront of it, a clear sign Singularity wanted Visitor to look at something else for once]

I watched your journey up until here. While I was keeping my own course of events the same. I was watching you. The only thing you do is work and care for others. You have become so obsessed to change the course of events that you are overworking yourself and forgetting about your own safety. And identity.

Precaution is good, you don't know how your allies would react to see another him, knowing his reputation, but you are forcing yourself to be The Visitor so hard that everytime something doesn't go your way...

[She grabbed his clenched fist, holding it right to his face]

His rage starts to rise. And you force yourself to swallow it. You may have changed...but are you sure you let him change too?

[Her hand tightened around his wrist]

You cannot deny you are not doing well.

[vengeful-visitor-fn]

Unhand me.

[His voice was low, trembling with repulsed anger. This was not a request, and when it was not immediately followed, he grasped her wrist and pried her hand off of him, immediately releasing her.]

I don't care. It shouldn't matter. All that matters is that the end is changed, or at least diverted. I only need to hold out until then, and then maybe I'll get lucky and the timeline will fully reset.

[If that happened, there was a possibility that he would be erased from existence. Corrected, like a misspelling. A placeholder no longer needed.

Wouldn't that be nice...]

[singular-and-unique]

[She let him throw his little tantrum with a passiveness that almost felt like it was meant to be embarrassing for him, her eyes not leaving his visor.

She hadn't interacted with his original self much, she mainly watched him from afar, and he used to act just like the same, careless about his wellbeing, only thinking about others in an obsessive way, and saying things that sounded like they were meant to cover a certain type of thoughts that would have worried everyone whether he had said them infront of others.

He tried so hard to strangle down his old self and appear as a new man, but in the end...]

You have not changed at all, [REDACTED].

[If she were a higher being, her tone could have freezed the room.]

[vengeful-visitor-fn]

[The buzz of his name hit the Visitor's head like a sledgehammer, and for a split second the pain made him see red. Biting his tongue, he wrestled down the rage, strangling it down to nothing, until his body relaxed, and his demeanor matched Singularity's frigidity.]

Sorry to disappoint, but I don't know what else you expected.

[Turning away from her, he sorted a few data packets together and stowed them, bringing out a few more to sift through.]

If you're here to help, talk to the Foundation. The scout can't help you.

[singular-and-unique]

Hm.

[She had expected him to pull up a fight after her clear provocation, seeing him wrestle himself down was one thing she hadn't expected, and she couldn't blame herself honestly, given he was clearly itching for a fight only a few seconds ago.

Still, she wasn't talking to [REDACTED] anymore, this was The Visitor once more. As expected.]

I prefer to meet the rest of the team before approaching the Leader. Manners. Have a good day.

[She walked away, taking the frigidness of the room with her. She knew that he would have realized his eternal fate without her needing to say it.]

[vengeful-visitor-fn]

[A femenine voice echoes from behind your back]

I suppose it's time I drop this game of cat and mouse...Visitor.

Or should I say another name?

@singularity-fn

[The Visitor stiffened, closing his eyes before answering.]

If you have any respect for what I'm trying to save, you will keep that to yourself.

[He turned, the all too familiar armor immediately identifying who he already knew.]

Welcome back, Singularity.

[singular-and-unique]

It would be a shame to ruin all this effort to hide your identity in the end.

[To the significant weight loss to the modulator to change his voice, he truly feared the consequences of being recognized, and she couldn't argue with that, it was all precaution.]

Do not worry, I'm not here to endanger anything or anyone, I'm just simply here to help. Like back then.

I didn't expect someone to be alive after that. Let alone be able to do something like this.

[vengeful-visitor-fn]

This is not a game, Singularity.

[Less tense, but more grave. The Visitor punched a key, triggering a data sorting algorithm on his screen, a low rumble of dissatisfaction buzzing in his modulator at the emerging results.]

I was spared. By a better man than myself. I can't let him down.

I didn't expect anyone else to survive that night either. Yet here you are. We'll take all the help we can get, frankly. Stars know the Loopers are no good...

[singular-and-unique]

Never thought it was. Nothing is ever a game here.

[She now walked closer to him, standing beside him, she nodded at his remark]

I saw him. He followed his creator like a wounded dog. Though I cannot deny the first actual signal of life I received was the rift. Sounded too different from the other ones that night. You're doing an amazing job so far.

[She sighed]

Whether I had time, I would have looked for more of our allies and brought them with me, but I could only give a quick glance, and none of them seemed to breathe. So I'm afraid I am the last to arrive once more.

[It was truly a shame to see so many talented warriors fall after all their efforts, and while she was glad "Visitor" had managed to get such genius idea among the desperation, she still needed time to get used to see everyone alive.

But there was somebody that was clearly having more trouble here. And he was right next to her.]

How do you fare?

[She raised an hand]

And do not answer me with the façade of "The Visitor". Do not hide with me. You don't need to.

[vengeful-visitor-fn]

He must have lost the battle after the Rift...

[Leather creaked against leather as his glove strained around his tightened fist.]

He deserved better...

[He wanted to punch something. Pain helped him focus. Since he wasn't alone, however, the Visitor instead clenched a hand at his chest, feeling the little silver charm bite his skin under the suit.

Breathe. In... and out.]

We were the only survivors. I checked.

[His voice sounded dead. The Visitor tilted his head back, exhausted, scanning the data as it came in.

How was he?...]

Does it matter?

[singular-and-unique]

Why shouldn't it?

[She sounded dead serious on that. She could see it through the visor. His body language as open as a book one was too interested to not read.]

Look at yourself. Because you clearly haven't been doing it.

I have watched you put on that visor and strangle down your true identity. Shoving it in a box it couldn't fit. You forced yourself to become a dead man for the sake of humanity...

But not for your own.

[Her body moved towards the screen, placing itself infront of it, a clear sign Singularity wanted Visitor to look at something else for once]

I watched your journey up until here. While I was keeping my own course of events the same. I was watching you. The only thing you do is work and care for others. You have become so obsessed to change the course of events that you are overworking yourself and forgetting about your own safety. And identity.

Precaution is good, you don't know how your allies would react to see another him, knowing his reputation, but you are forcing yourself to be The Visitor so hard that everytime something doesn't go your way...

[She grabbed his clenched fist, holding it right to his face]

His rage starts to rise. And you force yourself to swallow it. You may have changed...but are you sure you let him change too?

[Her hand tightened around his wrist]

You cannot deny you are not doing well.

[vengeful-visitor-fn]

Unhand me.

[His voice was low, trembling with repulsed anger. This was not a request, and when it was not immediately followed, he grasped her wrist and pried her hand off of him, immediately releasing her.]

I don't care. It shouldn't matter. All that matters is that the end is changed, or at least diverted. I only need to hold out until then, and then maybe I'll get lucky and the timeline will fully reset.

[If that happened, there was a possibility that he would be erased from existence. Corrected, like a misspelling. A placeholder no longer needed.

Wouldn't that be nice...]

[singular-and-unique]

[She let him throw his little tantrum with a passiveness that almost felt like it was meant to be embarrassing for him, her eyes not leaving his visor.

She hadn't interacted with his original self much, she mainly watched him from afar, and he used to act just like the same, careless about his wellbeing, only thinking about others in an obsessive way, and saying things that sounded like they were meant to cover a certain type of thoughts that would have worried everyone whether he had said them infront of others.

He tried so hard to strangle down his old self and appear as a new man, but in the end...]

You have not changed at all, [REDACTED].

[If she were a higher being, her tone could have freezed the room.]

[vengeful-visitor-fn]

[A femenine voice echoes from behind your back]

I suppose it's time I drop this game of cat and mouse...Visitor.

Or should I say another name?

@singularity-fn

[The Visitor stiffened, closing his eyes before answering.]

If you have any respect for what I'm trying to save, you will keep that to yourself.

[He turned, the all too familiar armor immediately identifying who he already knew.]

Welcome back, Singularity.

[singular-and-unique]

It would be a shame to ruin all this effort to hide your identity in the end.

[To the significant weight loss to the modulator to change his voice, he truly feared the consequences of being recognized, and she couldn't argue with that, it was all precaution.]

Do not worry, I'm not here to endanger anything or anyone, I'm just simply here to help. Like back then.

I didn't expect someone to be alive after that. Let alone be able to do something like this.

[vengeful-visitor-fn]

This is not a game, Singularity.

[Less tense, but more grave. The Visitor punched a key, triggering a data sorting algorithm on his screen, a low rumble of dissatisfaction buzzing in his modulator at the emerging results.]

I was spared. By a better man than myself. I can't let him down.

I didn't expect anyone else to survive that night either. Yet here you are. We'll take all the help we can get, frankly. Stars know the Loopers are no good...

[singular-and-unique]

Never thought it was. Nothing is ever a game here.

[She now walked closer to him, standing beside him, she nodded at his remark]

I saw him. He followed his creator like a wounded dog. Though I cannot deny the first actual signal of life I received was the rift. Sounded too different from the other ones that night. You're doing an amazing job so far.

[She sighed]

Whether I had time, I would have looked for more of our allies and brought them with me, but I could only give a quick glance, and none of them seemed to breathe. So I'm afraid I am the last to arrive once more.

[It was truly a shame to see so many talented warriors fall after all their efforts, and while she was glad "Visitor" had managed to get such genius idea among the desperation, she still needed time to get used to see everyone alive.

But there was somebody that was clearly having more trouble here. And he was right next to her.]

How do you fare?

[She raised an hand]

And do not answer me with the façade of "The Visitor". Do not hide with me. You don't need to.

[vengeful-visitor-fn]

He must have lost the battle after the Rift...

[Leather creaked against leather as his glove strained around his tightened fist.]

He deserved better...

[He wanted to punch something. Pain helped him focus. Since he wasn't alone, however, the Visitor instead clenched a hand at his chest, feeling the little silver charm bite his skin under the suit.

Breathe. In... and out.]

We were the only survivors. I checked.

[His voice sounded dead. The Visitor tilted his head back, exhausted, scanning the data as it came in.

How was he?...]

Does it matter?

[singular-and-unique]

Why shouldn't it?

[She sounded dead serious on that. She could see it through the visor. His body language as open as a book one was too interested to not read.]

Look at yourself. Because you clearly haven't been doing it.

I have watched you put on that visor and strangle down your true identity. Shoving it in a box it couldn't fit. You forced yourself to become a dead man for the sake of humanity...

But not for your own.

[Her body moved towards the screen, placing itself infront of it, a clear sign Singularity wanted Visitor to look at something else for once]

I watched your journey up until here. While I was keeping my own course of events the same. I was watching you. The only thing you do is work and care for others. You have become so obsessed to change the course of events that you are overworking yourself and forgetting about your own safety. And identity.

Precaution is good, you don't know how your allies would react to see another him, knowing his reputation, but you are forcing yourself to be The Visitor so hard that everytime something doesn't go your way...

[She grabbed his clenched fist, holding it right to his face]

His rage starts to rise. And you force yourself to swallow it. You may have changed...but are you sure you let him change too?

[Her hand tightened around his wrist]

You cannot deny you are not doing well.

[vengeful-visitor-fn]

[A femenine voice echoes from behind your back]

I suppose it's time I drop this game of cat and mouse...Visitor.

Or should I say another name?

@singularity-fn

[The Visitor stiffened, closing his eyes before answering.]

If you have any respect for what I'm trying to save, you will keep that to yourself.

[He turned, the all too familiar armor immediately identifying who he already knew.]

Welcome back, Singularity.

[singular-and-unique]

It would be a shame to ruin all this effort to hide your identity in the end.

[To the significant weight loss to the modulator to change his voice, he truly feared the consequences of being recognized, and she couldn't argue with that, it was all precaution.]

Do not worry, I'm not here to endanger anything or anyone, I'm just simply here to help. Like back then.

I didn't expect someone to be alive after that. Let alone be able to do something like this.

[vengeful-visitor-fn]

This is not a game, Singularity.

[Less tense, but more grave. The Visitor punched a key, triggering a data sorting algorithm on his screen, a low rumble of dissatisfaction buzzing in his modulator at the emerging results.]

I was spared. By a better man than myself. I can't let him down.

I didn't expect anyone else to survive that night either. Yet here you are. We'll take all the help we can get, frankly. Stars know the Loopers are no good...

[singular-and-unique]

Never thought it was. Nothing is ever a game here.

[She now walked closer to him, standing beside him, she nodded at his remark]

I saw him. He followed his creator like a wounded dog. Though I cannot deny the first actual signal of life I received was the rift. Sounded too different from the other ones that night. You're doing an amazing job so far.

[She sighed]

Whether I had time, I would have looked for more of our allies and brought them with me, but I could only give a quick glance, and none of them seemed to breathe. So I'm afraid I am the last to arrive once more.

[It was truly a shame to see so many talented warriors fall after all their efforts, and while she was glad "Visitor" had managed to get such genius idea among the desperation, she still needed time to get used to see everyone alive.

But there was somebody that was clearly having more trouble here. And he was right next to her.]

How do you fare?

[She raised an hand]

And do not answer me with the façade of "The Visitor". Do not hide with me. You don't need to.

[vengeful-visitor-fn]

[A femenine voice echoes from behind your back]

I suppose it's time I drop this game of cat and mouse...Visitor.

Or should I say another name?

@singularity-fn

[The Visitor stiffened, closing his eyes before answering.]

If you have any respect for what I'm trying to save, you will keep that to yourself.

[He turned, the all too familiar armor immediately identifying who he already knew.]

Welcome back, Singularity.

[singular-and-unique]

It would be a shame to ruin all this effort to hide your identity in the end.

[To the significant weight loss to the modulator to change his voice, he truly feared the consequences of being recognized, and she couldn't argue with that, it was all precaution.]

Do not worry, I'm not here to endanger anything or anyone, I'm just simply here to help. Like back then.

I didn't expect someone to be alive after that. Let alone be able to do something like this.