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[thesardonicus]

Do you know what a miracle is? God’s mistake.

Esenya, “The Method”, S1:E13

[hamba-ali]

Chassepot Affection Story -lvl 17-

                                 Chapter 7: Departure

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Master… Dreyse told me…

That I am… the second (Chassepot).

The first Chassepot Gun that woken up as a Musketeer is no longer in this world.

And the second is, I…

I heard that the first was also like current me, got troubled because he couldn’t earn absolute nobility.

But he still want to become stronger, so he looked for quick way to get power, then got his gun improved… which made him lost the nobility in his heart, the one that make him a Musketeer…

Then he fell to the World’s Military’s hand.

I heard that, on that day… the previous me was participating in a mission near where the World Military Empire’s base was.

Not long after the battle with the World Military start, I had a vertigo and went down to my knees.

He, Dreyse, said that I whispered something that he can’t understand, but what he was sure is, suddenly, I was surrounded by a sinister aura… that I turned like the World Military’s Musketeer condition.

Then I stood up with trembling feet, and he, to the I who aimed my rifle at you…

He, Dreyse, shot ‘that me’ down.

… It was the first time in my life that I felt grateful to Dreyse.

Being grateful for the fact that he freed my hand from the guilt from hurting my precious Master. That he killed the foolish me.

I was… really, really foolish.

Master. I won’t repeat the same mistake. I will no longer aim for quick way to obtain power, instead I will try to get noble heart that suited me, as a Musketeer.

For that sake, I… I have to face my own unpleasant past memories.

Facing the day when Paris become the ocean of flames… the nightmare called “the Bloody Week”.

I unconsciously locked my memory of that time, trying to forget it because how heart-breaking that memory was…

But now I understand that I will never become noble if I always ran away from that.

You just received request for reinforcement from the Resistance’s faction in Paris, right?

Master, I am sorry because I always bring trouble for you… but I think of this as my last chance.

Please go to Paris with me.

Please hold my hand so I can walk on the right path…

… Thank you.

I will be able to walk ahead without making any mistake if I am with you.

What the previous me couldn’t do… I will do it, I will have the power of absolute nobility with these hands!

[hamba-ali]

Chassepot Affection Story -lvl 5-

                                     Chapter 3: Dirty Hands

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… Hah… This is… Resistance’s… Base?

… Ugh… My head, hurt…

… Right, if my memory don’t fail me, it was in the middle of battle, I faced the World Military in an abandoned city…

I remember… a soldier appeared from behind me and aimed his gun to Master…

… Kh!

… Master!? Is Master alright!?

Ah, Master, you always stay in my side, huh…

Master, you have bandage in your arm… did you get shot?

Only a graze…? I see, I am glad it is not a major wound…

… If I can’t defeat my enemy… I can’t protect my precious Master, huh…

Not only that, I even lost my consciousness and have to be saved like this… I am a failure as Musketeer.

I am really… sorry.

On the middle of battle… I saw how Master get hit and blood start to bleed from your arm. On that time, a certain scenery from the past jump right into my mind.

A city somewhere… right, that was Paris. I saw people fell on the road, the city is painted with red blood and fire… it was a really frightening scenery…

I was there, holding my gun, and looking down at my darling Parisian who no longer able to move with cold eyes…

Ugh… I can’t, my head hurt so much it might as well break.

… Hey, Master. The one who shot you today, was not me, right?

… Yes, that’s true. Sorry. I seems to be still confused.

Wait! Master… don’t touch me please.

My hand is, is dirty. I killed my beloved people with this hands, it is a dirty hands, full with sin…

My hand shouldn’t touch people like me, a clean person like you who hold power to save others.

That’s why…! I told you not to touch me… but why you still do it?

Why, why Master hand… is so, so warm…

I… although I know I can’t let this, but I can’t shake your hand off…

Hey, you… you are really strange.

After all, you able to make me feels eased up so easily just by holding hands like this…

Fufu, it is not good…. I cried a little. It is embarrassing…

To think that you able to heal my headache and the pain in my heart in the same time… you are really an amazing medic.

Yes… I have my resolution now.

I will become a strong Musketeer for your sake.

I will not let your clean and pure hands dirtied by blood for the second time… I will protect you with everything I have.

[hamba-ali]

Chassepot Affection Story -lvl 8-

                                  Chapter 4: Forbidden Fruit

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Master… today I have a quarrel with another Musketeer in the middle of mission…

I am sorry for breaking up the team work…

I am… not good. Everything I do lately didn’t go well, so I got irked easily by even the smallest thing…

Worry always coiling inside of me…

What if I can’t attain absolute nobility forever? What if I am unable to protect Master again? What if I ended up hurting Master like before?

To think that I, who served under France first troop become useless after becoming a Musketeer…!

Hey, it is not right. This is not the true me! If this was a bad dream, then just let me wake up already…!

When I just become Musketeer, I have no doubt that I will quickly able to make a outstanding service as one.

I thought that I will become strong enough that I will defeat the enemy with my heart of gun and end this war so fast that other Musketeer won’t be able to show off… what a joke.

Fufu… the me that I envisioned that time can’t be found anywhere…

I thought a lot abut this lately. The reason why I am in this anguish is definitely a karma from my past sin…

The reason why I can’t attain absolute nobility… is because my hand is dirtied with blood.

As long I still have my sin, I will never be able to get absolute nobility… and, the sin from the crime I committed won’t disappear for eternity.

That’s why… I will no longer rely on getting absolute nobility.

I will be stronger using other way.

Fufu… It is alright, it is something simple actually. I just need to improve my gun.

There is metal cartridge among the booty we get from the World Military in the previous battle.

If I can to improve my gun so it can use that cartridge, then I am sure my battle power will increases.

Not to mention, I always thought that it is foolish for us to keep using paper cartridge in this age when we have another alternative.

Even if I can’t obtain absolute nobility, as long as my gun ability itself is high, then at least I can defeat the World Military.

Okay… I will start to collect what I need and began my preparation.

It is alright, just leave it to me.

Look forward to see the stronger me, Master.

[hamba-ali]

Chassepot Affection Story -lvl 3-

                                     Chapter 2: Real Self

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It’s not right… I don’t like it…

Ah, Master. About what, you ask…? Well, it is about today’s battle…

Why Dreyse able to reach absolute nobility before me?

Although, I am way better than him in matter of our ability as gun…

Well, it is true that in the past… when I were at war against him, we, French, were lost to Prussia.

But, that doesn’t makes me more inferior than him.

To think that savage who dare to trample Château de Versailles is considered noble…

No matter how I think about it, this is strange. There is definitely something wrong here.

… Well, I will surpass him in no time. Originally, my ability is still better than him, I won’t lost to him in the matter of capability.

My daily schedule starts with gun maintenance. I give my gun the best care until the deepest detail. For me, cutting corner is unthinkable.

Other than that, I train my physical body too, I have been building muscle strength.

To complete my daily regiment, I make Tabatiere measure the time I used from when I take bullet from my bag until I fire.

And then, today, I can to load half a second faster than yesterday! Of course, I hit the target right on the mark.

See, I worked really hard right, Master?

But… right, no matter how much I improved my technique, it is impossible to win against the overwhelming difference of battle power…

It is the same with the fact that it is impossible for Flintlock gun to win against us, Bolt Action Rifle, no matter how much they work hard.

The power of World’s Military is really frightening. It is clear, to the depressing point that we have little to no change to win.

That’s exactly why I have to hurry to reach absolute nobility faster than anyone else for protecting Master…!

This it is. This is what strange.

Why I am still unable to reach absolute nobility although I am supposed to have enough natural nobility in me?

My desire to be useful for you is stronger than anyone, I also work harder than anyone to be stronger.

I can’t help but think that there is something prevents me…

Hey, the current me is not the real me.

I will definitely found the source of this and become stronger to be able to protect you from anyone…

So, please don’t give up on me, Master.

[hamba-ali]

Chassepot Affection Story -lvl 1-

                                  Chapter 1: To be with You

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Hey so, you are my Master

My name is Chassepot. A bolt action gun made by the flower of Europe, France

Now, if we speak about bolt action guns… then I should’ve mentioned that that guy, Dreyse is also come from the same category

But, don’t get too excited by that thought. Although we are both said to came from the same generation, I don’t want to be put in the same category as that low-ranked one.

Why, you said? Master, it is because I have better performance than someone like Dreyse’s

I can aim and hit enemy from a distance further than he can with accuracy and power which, also, more than his. With many flaws he has, I have none.

By other words, you can say that I am the most important out of all Musketeers you have here

Ah, that’s true that my words basically implied that I am the youngest. But that’s alright

In the world we live in, the younger is better. Thus, there is no way I can lost to any senior gun out there, fufu

Also, although my age is young compared to other, I already joined the front line of war for France, thus I have many experiences that I can boast about

Not to mention… I heard that we, Musketeers, will be able to call upon a miracle called heart of gun once we can wake our absolute nobility

I am sure that I can reach that absolute nobility soon

After all, you can see for yourself that I have the right aura for it

On that time, I am sure even that stubborn Dreyse will realize my power

Dreyse and I, I wonder which one of us will reach absolute nobility first… Master, you will definitely cheer for me, right?

I will defeat the enemies so fast that the other Musketeer won’t have any chance to show what they got. With I am here, this war will end in a blink

After this war ended… hey, do you ever go to France, Master?

Paris, Nice, Provence... and the other wonderful placed are the things I hold dear

I will guide you to those places later. So, let’s go together to France after this war ended

What, you don’t have to worry

Because, you, Master, have me by your side

[hamba-ali]

Chassepot Affection Story -lvl 14-

                            Chapter 6: Repeating Mistake

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That Dreyse! What does he want!?

Ah… uh. I am sorry to show you something unpleasant…. Sorry.

For me and Dreyse to quarel is a common occurrence lately. You don’t have to worry over this.

He keep being an obstacle in my quest to prevent me become stronger!

I know why he did it! It is because his natural talent is below me.

He is worried that I will leave him feeling failure if I, who originally has higher natural talent, become stronger.

Maybe even a lower rank like him has his own pride. Hah, how absolutely ridiculous.

Master, did you know?

We, Chassepot rifles, as soon as we were created, we got upgraded to be able to be loaded with the newest gun cartridge.

Even if our design was old, we didn’t just let it be, but we got improved along with the newest technique, that’s why we able to have long service on the first line.

I can say that it is also our duty as a French firearm to answer that expectation.

That’s why… with the current condition, when I am unable to serve my duty properly as Musketeer… my pride can’t just let it be…!

That’s why, when I tried to improve my gun to be able to at least become a bit of help on the battlefield…

But, the trouble is, Dreyse always come in my way and start lecturing me whenever I tried to do something.

“Gun performance is not important for Musketeers”, he said… “Don’t concern yourself with the performance, but aim to the nobility in your heart”, he said… ugh, it annoyed me.

It is him after all. He said something like that just to make me lower my guard, I am sure.

… Eh? Master, you also think that gun’s capability and performance is not important for Musketeer?

Hmm… I thought that Dreyse only said that because he is a sore loser…

… Understood. I will stop improving my gun for now if that was what Master said.

But… I am always worried about the future, about how and when I will be able to obtain absolute nobility…

This feeling is like… getting lost in a dark tunnel without able to see ahead.

Eh… why you suddenly hold my hand like this?

I see… so Master will walk together with me, until we can reach a place where we can see the light.

Thank you… I think I will be alright as long as I am with you.

[hamba-ali]

Chassepot Affection Story -lvl 11-

                              Chapter 5: To be with You II

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Hey, so you are my Master

My name is Chassepot. A bolt action gun made by the flower of Europe, France

Now, if we speak about bolt action gun… then I should mention that that Dreyse is also come from the same category

But, don’t entertain that thought. Although we are both said to come from the same generation, I don’t want to be put in the same book as that low-rank

Why, you said? Master, it is because I have better performance than something like Dreyse

I can aim and hit enemy from a distance greater than he can with accuracy and power which, also, more than him. What many flaws he has, I have none

On other word, you can say that I am the forefront out of all Musketeer you have here

Ah, that’s true that my word basically implied that I am the youngest. But that’s alright

In the world we live in, the younger is better. Thus, there is no way I lost against any senior guns out here, fufu

And although my age is younger compared to other, I already joined the front line of war for France, thus I have many experiences that I can boast about

Not to mention… I heard that we, Musketeer, can perform a miracle called gun of heart once we wake our absolute nobility

I am sure that I can reach that absolute nobility soon

After all, you can see for yourself that I have the right quality for it

On that time, I am sure even that stubborn Dreyse will realize my power

Dreyse and I, I wonder which one of us will reach absolute nobility first… Master, you will definitely cheer for me, right?

I will defeat the enemies so fast that the other Musketeer won’t have any chance to show what they got. With I am here, this war will end in a blink of eye.

After this war ended… hey, do you ever go to France, Master?

Paris, Nice, Provence... and the other wonderful placed are the things I hold dear

I will guide you to those places later. So, let’s go together to France after this war ended

Master… you are worried about the outcome of this war, huh.

But, it will be alright. After all, Master, you have me.

Hey, lend me your hand... See, didn’t it make you feels secure when someone hold your hand like this?

Tell me anytime you feels insecure again.

Well then, Master, I will be under your care from now on.