The voice of the universe called out to the children of her influence, numerous psionic waves washing over the planet softly. It was clear that her voice was ringing in the heads of her subjects that she'd chosen, and they were moving accordingly. The Ruler's thoughts would pass through the heads of the Lost Worlders, and those that were of her own rank would hear her call. It was time for them to toil on their planet through their insidious curse, of which they could only be led through and lifted from by the owner.
"Good. They know who I am and who is their Queen~." Shinritha bat her eyes repeatedly, letting them flutter fervently, as if in a comical and humorous manner, with a hint of sarcasm to make the utmost fun of her imprisoned subjects, knowing they were still to be reviled. "Now, let's close them off... And cut them off from us." Shinritha still needed to practice with the Manna that she's already learned, so conjuring up knew ones shouldn't be a priority. Whatever she called out would be recorded by the Mechanica, and they needed to have some of the ones she already created.
"Raja Tahdoa."
Immediately after the psychic voice was heard, there would be a powerful barrier of pure logic that would erect itself all across the Lost World universe, as well as around each individual Lost World body, causing each of them to be trapped inside of logical code. Their only resolution was to have both truthfulness and correctness so that they could solve their logical errors. Until then, there were individual mechanical logically coded barriers that could alter based on their own actions, thoughts, feelings and environment, as well as interactions and reactions between themselves and each other, as well as with anything around them. Each different code was different for each person, and made personal for each respective entity that was upon that planet, effectively and efficiently securing them in a sort of inescapable lock down. Those who resolved their logical codes would no longer be completely quarantined as an isolated existence, and would be allowed to be handled or interacted with. Anything that was contaminated and not trying to resolve that logical barrier would not even be looked at, and would be considered void, worthless and not even worth any form of time. Lower than the Sinskin, even, which was at least able to hear the voice of the Ruler; Queen Archdeath, who reign over the Lost World with just her Voice alone.
Shinritha continued to look on at Sinskin, specifically, who seemed to be going through the reflection process rather well. "She's seen the 'Mechanical Walls,'" Shinritha said, a mischievous grin growing upon her face. "My voice has reached the little precious..." she'd say with a cackling snicker, like she were holding back maniac laughter. "Heeheehee~!! Now, let's bring a new Light to that Pit of Darkness, where the Worthless Men live, shall we~~?" Shinritha would look toward Sinskin, specifically, and cast her final created 'Manna' toward her, in order to envelop her with a light that was both protective to her and harmful to all who attempted to do her wrong unjustly. Yet, to anyone she did wrong, that barrier would fall.
"Digashiru Luxudo!"
From Sinskin, this voice would spread out as a powerful expanding barrier of light that would sweep across the universe the same was as the voice that was speaking from beyond it did, and assist those who would listen in breaking their 'mirrors' that Sinskin had discovered around them after being allowed to see by Queen Archdeath from beyond. Sinskin would bear their light until she made a mistake, wherein the blessing of protection upon her would fade, and darkness would not only consume her again, but also her planet and her friends. This meant, Sinskin was the only hope, as it stood so far, and anyone who did not recognize this would bear a 'False Light' and be further sunken into darkness. Their mechanical logical code would become more complex, and they would sink further into isolation, ESPECIALLY away from Sinskin. Now, they would have to come to Sinskin for their sustenance, or die.
Shinritha was pleased with what she'd seen and all that was done. She'd killed like, 3 birds with one stone, getting the basic Manna coded in the Mechanica, dealing with the intruder and the planet of criminals she was warden over, and learned more about the relation between Manna and Technology, itself, so that it could be readily implemented in the Dusk's society and everyday life. Her city would become beautiful under her reign, and she was starting to really feel more regal than ever, now that she was actually given some responsibility and she was actually succeeding at it. She recounted her past and all her failures, even though she knew that she was always doing her best, and felt proud and pleased with herself now that she'd come so far. She was also silently thanking her father from the very depths of her heart for putting her in such a position of power, for it was exactly what she needed in order to learn how to be truly composed and responsible as an adult, even with her childish tendencies. Plus, it was pretty fun to be able to be correct all the time in terms of these matters, even when they seemed harsh.
"Well, I suppose that will be all for now than, Franquere," Shinritha would say in a more lofty tone, feeling refreshed to have woken up to something like this. "Now, let's go out and inspect the city, shall we~?" Shinritha was totally up for a night out. She did want to enjoy the city she created, herself, and see what sort of issues there may have been that she might need to take note of, specifically, in order to minister some sort of remedy toward them. How could any true ruler know the struggle of the people if they did not, every now and then, venture out from luxury and into the commonplace? That would allow her to know just how well or just how bad things were for them and adjust accordingly. "Mobilize a Mechanica Unit immediately. Have them scour the lands whilst I get ready." Shinritha would start to walk off, but stopped before she got too far and turn around, blushing a bit. "Thank you, Franquere~! I appreciate it~!" She blew him a kiss and would escort herself to another room, where her other personal Mechanica servants would tend to her. Franquere was released from his duties as of further notice, and was free to do as he saw fit until beckoned again.
Comments (0)
See all