Where could Mechron be hiding?

Smashing through blast doors and steel walls, Leonard Hargraves felt something wrong in the atmosphere. Space itself bending and twisting. Something created powerful magnetic fields inside the base, tearing apart the very fabric of reality.

As he had thought, Mechron’s fortress also counted as a particle accelerator. Did the Genius activate it? For what purpose? How could it help repel the army at his door?

“Pythia, where do I go?” Leonard asked, but he only ‘heard’ psychic static. Whatever happened inside the fortress interfered with the telepathic contact.

He was on his own.

Leonard eventually made his way into the fortress’ collider, a closed circuit of steel inside which particles moved at an astonishing speed. A stream of unknown, blue energy raced through the superstructure, the Red Genome entering it like a fish swimming inside a river. He didn’t identify the particles inside the collider; perhaps they were undiscovered by modern science, or not native to Earth’s reality.

Much to his surprise, Leo started to see things inside the stream. Bluish phantoms of strange, inhuman figures composed of raw data, blinking in and out of existence. These mirages never settled in one shape, constantly changing.

What was going on?

The living sun could tell the ambient energy focused in one place at the facility’s center; the point where the two loops making up the infinity symbol joined. He followed the blue stream towards its endpoint, eventually crashing through more steel walls. The blue stream leaked out behind him, dispersing into fine particles.

Leo’s crash course ended at the very core of the fortress, a command center straight out of H. R. Giger’s nightmares. The entire room looked like a gothic cathedral of steel, whose walls were alive; veins of metal coursed through them, pumping the building with thick black oil. The structure seemed capable of breathing, while coiled tin spines formed the pillars keeping the roof. Eye-like screens projected images of the battle outside, while loudspeakers screamed warnings.

Six giant, biomechanical brains the size of elephants formed a circle around a tiny blue spot floating in the midst of an energy pillar; the focal point of the entire superstructure. Each of the brains were protected from the outside world by reinforced glass tanks, and connected by thick wires. Leo guessed they were biomechanical supercomputers, housing the AIs piloting their master’s entire war effort.

Mechron was there, standing on a platform below the blue spot. The wizened old man wore nothing but simple white clothes and needed a black cane to walk. He was the only creature of flesh in this ghastly iron heart, giving orders to his AI servants in Bosnian.

“Transfer all data to the back-up base.” Mechron’s voice sounded so calm, so small. So human. “Activate all remaining units outside, and open the gate.”

“Data transfer initiated.” A robotic voice answered through loudspeakers. “Warning: dimensional coordinates incomplete. High-degree of instability expec—”

“Don’t care if we destroy Sarajevo! Open the gate!”

Mechron suddenly noticed Leonard, who had his palm raised at the man.

Now that he could take a good look at the Genius’ face, the living sun realized that the battle had taken its toll on him too. Already past his seventies, Mechron seemed like he hadn’t slept in days. His eyes were blackened by fatigue, his hands shaking with stress.

He looked so… so normal. He didn’t wear a costume, nor was he a larger-than-life, charismatic dark lord. Mechron was a mere man, straight out of a retirement home; one who had killed millions, perhaps billions.

And yet... he looked so very tired of it all. Broken by a decade of endless warfare.

The living sun’s hand wavered.

“Make your shot count,” Mechron said, glaring bitterly at Leonard. “You won’t get another.”

Instead of blasting him, Leonard Hargraves stared at the hateful dictator straight in the eyes. “Are you happy, Mechron?” he asked in Bosnian.

The question took the Genius aback.

“Are you happy living like this?” Leonard asked. While he didn’t unleash any plasma blast, he kept his hand raised. Pythia would flay him alive if she knew. “Alone in a bunker, surrounded by machines, killing people left and right? Was that your wish? Are you happy living like this?”

The fortress shook, while the Genius mulled the question over. He looked away, before focusing back on Leonard.

“No,” Mechron admitted, sounding exhausted. “No, I’m not.”

“Then why won’t you stop?”

“Why do you care?” the Genius snapped back.

“Because… because I want to believe human life should be cherished. Even yours. I will kill you if I must, but call me naive… if there is the slightest chance of ending this by the book, I want to try it.” Leonard paused, trying to find his words. “I don’t know what made you what you are, but you must realize deep down that hurting other people won’t help.”

He did. Leonard could see it painted all over his face.

“Please surrender peacefully,” the living sun asked. “Tell your machines to stand down, and we will give you a fair hearing. Nobody else has to die; not even you. You started this, and you can end it.”

Mechron’s expression suddenly morphed from sadness to wrath.

“I didn’t start anything,” the man snarled, his voice dripping with venom. Anger bottled up for years roared to the surface. “You did. The Serbians murdered my sons at Srebrenica and you people… you people just watched! If you want this war to end, then stop getting in my way!”

Leonard got his answer in the man’s intense, hateful gaze.

He would never stop. It didn’t matter how many had to die to fuel the fire burning within him; it was an inferno that could never be extinguished. This bitter, hateful man would never stop until he had brought the whole world to its knees.

A demon born of war.

Leonard regretfully opened fire.

A crimson force field activated around the rogue Genius, deflecting a stream of plasma. Metal and electrical devices around Mechron melted, but the warlord remained completely unharmed. Similar fields protected the giant brains, protecting them from danger. Leonard flew towards the Genius, intending to smash through the forcefield and end Mechron’s life.

A roar echoed at his left, a wormhole opening. The biomechanical dragon from last time emerged from it, claws raised at the living sun.

A powerful gravitational force pushed Leonard against a steel wall, sending him crashing against mechanical panels. The dragon kept the gravitational force active, attempting to break the Red Genome’s heart-core apart.

“It could have been beautiful! A new Eden!” Mechron’s face twitched in anger. “I could have eradicated diseases, solved world hunger, brought peace! Increased life expectancy, everything automated! Everything would have been perfect!”

The rogue Genius raised his cane at Leonard, gritting his teeth in impotent rage.

“If it hadn’t been for you…” He hit the ground with his cane, his hands shaking. “If it hadn’t been for people like you, I could have saved the world!”

“Look through your window, Mechron!” Leo replied angrily, trying to break free of the battle-beast’s gravitational field. “You didn’t save the world, you killed it! You’re living among the dead!”

The Genius visibly flinched, his fingers clenching around his cane. By now, he was so furious he couldn't make coherent sentences. “If politicians had any imagination, I wouldn’t have... I wouldn't have fed all the killing data! Had to make them stop! They never listened! Couldn't understand!”

Leonard ignored that maniac and blasted the biomechanical dragon with plasma. The creature’s scales and flesh melted away, leaving only mechanical implants and seared bones. Yet astonishingly, it kept moving and didn’t release the pressure.

Meanwhile, the blue sphere started expanding inside the energy pillar, turning into some kind of energy lens. A spatial anomaly leading into a place of bright blue light. When Leonard looked at this reality tear, he felt something brush against his mind. He thought it was Pythia for a second, before realizing the telepathic signal came from the spatial anomaly.

Images formed inside the living sun’s mind, like in the blue stream. Vivid pictures of his childhood in Hackney, surrounded by criminality; of his first day in the London Fire Department, helping a family evacuate from a burning building; of finding the strange box in the mail, and the crimson potion within; of the day he and Alice founded the Carnival...

“What is this?” Leonard asked, mesmerized by the portal and the images it sent him. Even the burned dragon stopped attacking, entranced by whatever power came from beyond this blue wormhole.

“The Akashic Records…” Mechron muttered, his eyes widening in triumph. “The universal compendium. All data, all information, all knowledge, all intent, and emotions, it all comes from this place. The source of Blue powers, of all Geniuses’ knowledge… a Blue World of pure intellect.”

Mechron raised his cane at the portal, his fury replaced with excitement.

“It’s all here! All the world’s secrets, everything that can fix it! It’s all here!” He turned his back on the Red Genome, chuckling to himself. “Even you must see its beauty!

The mental stream of image continued, but instead of showing pictures of Leo’s own life, they shifted to stranger sights. Of alien worlds covered in massive oceans, ruled by fishlike creatures; of supernovas illuminating the darkness of space.

“With it, I can begin again!” Mechron boasted. “Fix everything! Once I get there, I will know everything!”

Leonard looked at the blue with divine fascination, until he spotted a tiny taint of blackness.

The telepathic signal instantly ended, the pictures turning black. The screens in the facility turned red, and the loudspeakers changed their tune. “Warning: anomaly detected. Warning: anomaly detected. Warning: unknown dimension converging.”

The blue hole seemed consumed from within by darkness. Black spots slowly grew from within the blue portal, tainting it entirely. The room seemed to freeze over, the temperature dropping at an alarming rate.

Even Mechron had no idea what was happening. “It’s… it’s not the blue world… it’s somewhere else… it’s…”

Within seconds, the blue star had turned into a black hole, a sphere of darkness from which no light could escape. It wasn’t a door to a dimension of pure information, but one of void and nothingness.

“It’s all black,” Mechron muttered, gazing into the abyss.

And then...

The abyss gazed back.

A pulse of darkness erupted from the portal, vaporizing the dragon, the artificial brains, and most of the room. Mechron barely had the time to scream as his forcefield vanished, and the void devoured him.

Leonard felt the dragon’s gravitational field disappear, only to have his own overwhelmed by darkness too. An alien force threatened to consume him, the way a black hole ate a star.

Something was looking at them from the other side.

The dark gaze was peeling Mechron layer by layer, like an onion. Skin, flesh, bones, and then working its ways down. Within the seconds, the Genius had been erased from existence, his atoms torn asunder and annihilated.

Without his heart-core keeping his body whole through a powerful gravitational field, Leonard would have suffered the same fate. Even now he felt the outer layers of his solar body disintegrating, its molecules annihilated into nothingness. The sustained gaze of this thing would tear him apart in minutes, destroying his heart-core as it did with Mechron.

His human mind simply couldn’t comprehend what he was looking at. A shape vaguely reminding Leo of an eye, surrounded by a cloud of dark, empty space; a sentient hole in reality, a living darkness that devoured light instead of being banished by it. A colossal entity, so powerful, so almighty, that it destroyed their reality simply by looking at it.

And it was trying to get in.

The black portal slowly widened, the radius of the baleful gaze increasing. The entity behind the gate kept looking, unaware, or perhaps uncaring, of the damage it caused. If the particle accelerator continued expanding the portal...

“Mechron will somehow kill everyone in Sarajevo.”

As Pythia’s words came to mind, Leonard immediately unleashed a stream of plasma at the portal. Flames as searing as a nuclear detonation.

They quickly stopped to exist.

They weren’t absorbed by the hole or extinguished. They disappeared, leaving neither heat nor smoke behind. The dark force on the other side of the portal hadn’t even noticed Leonard’s counterattack; its mere presence erased his flames.

Compared to this entity, the living sun looked like an ant trying to attack an elephant.

If he couldn’t destroy the portal directly, what could Leonard do? If he did nothing, this thing would erase him from existing within minutes, and then do the same with the fortress. The particle accelerator’s destruction would probably cause the portal to implode, but Sarajevo would be wiped out.

The particle accelerator’s destruction…

If Leonard could sufficiently damage the fortress, he could collapse the portal before it could grow larger. But the explosion needed… it might cost him his life.

Leonard thought about the hundreds of people outside. Heroes fighting to make a difference in this bleak, devastated world. Friends like Pythia, with families at home; soldiers trying to rebuild a kind, democratic civilization. Good people.

Leonard didn’t hesitate.

He gathered all his remaining energy, calling upon whatever power fueled his heart-core, and caused his heart-core to implode on itself. His body turned white, his radiance incinerating the room. The black hole absorbed most of the heat, but not all of it.

“As they say…” he muttered, staring defiantly at the darkness beyond. “Better to go out with a bang, rather than a whimper!”

His last thought towards his comrades outside, the Living Sun went supernova.

Leonard’s light consumed the world in a cataclysmic explosion, and the darkness returned from whence it came.


It was all darkness. A pitch-black nothingness. He couldn’t see, couldn’t hear, couldn’t smell, couldn’t taste. He could barely think.

He felt cold.

He felt numb.

And more than anything, he felt alone.

Was this… was this death? Had the darkness beyond that portal been the afterlife? Or maybe it was all a hallucination, his brain’s last hurrah before the final end?

He had never truly believed in any god or afterlife. He thought he would just vanish, cease to exist. Compared to an eternity in the dark, it would have been a mercy.

He had always lived through others, as far as he could remember. He might have looked like the sun, but he never felt warm when alone. So he had filled the void with his fellow human beings, their happiness becoming his own. Loneliness had always scared him more than death.

Now, he was alone with his thoughts. Alone with his regrets.

He would never have a wife, never have children. He hadn’t written that urban fantasy book he always said he would. He would never return to London and see the people he left behind. He would never get to make up with certain friends, whom he had parted with on bad terms; he would never avenge the Costas or bring Augustus to justice. He would never know if his sacrifice had made a difference.

So many things left unfinished.


He was okay with it.

He had tried.

He had done his best.

He saw light in the darkness. He felt like driving a car to the end of a long tunnel, though he couldn’t see what was beyond the exit. Was it Heaven? Was it the last door? Were the Christians right, or the Muslims? The Hindus or the Buddhists? All of them, or none at all?

He didn’t know, but whatever awaited him beyond… he could live with it.

He entered the light.

Leonard opened his eyes.

Instead of facing angels, he could only see a white ceiling.

He had returned to his frail human form, though with some changes. His black skin was somehow hairless now, and all his muscles felt sore. His dark eyes struggled to adapt to the light, though he noticed two people looking over him.

“Easy, Leo.” The roguish teleporter Ace smiled down on her friend. “You come back from Hell itself.”

“Good to see you awake, sir,” Stitch said. This strange Genome always wore a plague doctor outfit, to the point Leonard had never seen how he looked underneath. “You had us worried.”

“Where…” The living sun’s eyes acclimated enough to allow him to see. He seemed to be in some kind of hospital, laying on a bed and hooked to machinery.

Clearly, death hadn’t claimed him yet.

“Visoko,” Stitch answered. “A few dozen kilometers from Sarajevo. We evacuated here after the battle.”

“We won!” Ace beamed with happiness. “We won, Leo! We fucking won!”

“How long was I…” Leonard struggled to form words. His throat felt dry and sore. “How long was I out?”

“Three days,” Stitch answered.

“And Mechron’s fortress…”

“It’s all gone, a crater of molten steel and glass.” Ace smiled at him, happy to see her friend alive. “You blew up that place good.”

“Truth be told, we believed that you had perished in the explosion,” Stitch said dryly.

“Me too,” Leo replied with the same tone.

Ace elbowed the plague doctor for his insensitivity, before looking back at Leo. “We found your core in the wreckage, reduced to a white sphere the size of a hand. It took days for your power to recreate your body, even with Sidekick’s help.”

“Sarajevo has been taken, though the city lies in ruins,” Stitch explained. “Shining Knight and her group are busy destroying the last surviving robots, but the production factories have been dismantled. The Genome Wars have ended.”

It was the end.

The words took a weight off Leonard’s shoulder. He had originally co-founded the Carnival with Pythia to fight dangerous Genomes and help mankind recover from the Wars. Mechron had been the greatest threat to all of humanity, and now… now he was gone. It had taken almost ten years, but maybe mankind would finally rise back from the old world’s ashes.

And through some miracle, Leo had lived through it all.

Maybe… maybe he should reconsider some of his beliefs. After having seen that creature beyond the portal and his near-death experience, he wondered if religions were onto something.

Stitch cleared his throat. “However…”

“However?” Leo repeated.

“The Bahamut is now in orbit deep in space, far beyond our reach,” the plague doctor said. “The Cossack tried to bring it down, even breaking half his bones from the g-force, but he wasn’t fast enough.”

“Who cares?” Ace asked, far more optimistic. “There’s no one left to activate it.”

“Some of Mechron’s bases remain,” Stitch replied with pessimism. “And while our foe and his allies are all dead, there’s no guarantee nobody else could find a way to hack into the satellite. I believe we will live to regret that failure.”

"The evil that men do lives after them,” Leonard quoted, looking back at the white, lifeless ceiling. Was the Bahamut looking down on them, far above their heads? “The good is oft interred with their bones."

“Was that from Shakespeare, sir?”

“I don’t know,” Leo admitted. “I only ever memorized the famous quotes. I thought it would make me sound smarter.”

“It doesn’t,” Ace chuckled, though her smile didn’t reach her eyes. Something weighed on her mind. “By the way, he’s dead right? As in, no last-minute escape, or a clone hidden somewhere? Mechron is really dead?”

The memory of the Genius’ disintegration flashed in Leonard’s mind, much to his unease. “Yes,” he said grimly, though his allies let out a relieved sigh. “He is dead for good, and I don’t think he will come back from that.”

The memory still sent shivers down Leonard’s spine. There had been no malice or benevolence in this entity’s actions; only curiosity. That godlike being had simply noticed the breach and looked through, the same way a child did through a keyhole. Leo could have just easily switched places with Mechron, had he been less lucky.

No, he shouldn’t think like that. He had been given a new chance at life, and he would spend it looking forward, rather than back.

Though, if creatures so powerful were out there, waiting…

“How many casualties?” Leonard asked, trying to fend off the existential dread with down-to-earth news.

“One out of four,” Stitch replied. “It was a good day.”

“Jesse died,” Ace replied with a frown, much less optimistic. “Her brother is heartbroken. I think he’ll retire.”

The news saddened Leonard Hargraves. Due to regularly picking fights with the most dangerous Genomes, the Carnival experienced a lot of turnovers, losing people in almost every engagement. Leonard had buried far too many good people. “Mr. Wave? Pythia?”

“Mr. Wave is… well, you know him. He’s boasting about his Killer Robot Killcount to everyone who will listen.” Ace’s expression harshened. “Pythia though…”

She glanced at another hospital bed, Leo following her gaze. His eyes widened in horror at what he found.

Alice was in a bed near his own, heavily sedated and linked to intravenous medical devices. Her skin had turned pale as death, and her gaze was empty.


“Alice!” Leonard attempted to rise from his bed but lacked the strength to lift himself up. Ace put a hand on his chest with a frown, to force him back to his bed. “Shit!”

“Hey calm down,” Ace said with a frown. “You’re still sick, and you can’t do anything for her.”

“She’s been like this since the battle’s end, sir,” Stitch explained with clinical coldness. “Her symptoms fit those of extreme brain damage.”

“She overtaxed her power,” Leo realized with sadness. He had warned her, but she had been willing to risk it all.

Maybe she had always known it would end this way.

The plague doctor nodded. “Nidhogg could cure her if given time. He said that considering her pivotal role in today’s victory, it was only natural he helped her recover.”

Leonard shivered. “Considering the man’s methods, we need to warn her husband and son. It’s their choice, not ours.”

“I already called them.” Ace shook her head. “Poor Mathias.”

“Miss Martel left something for you, sir,” Stitch handed Leonard a USB key. “I apologize for the indiscretion, but we already took a look.”

“What does it contain?” Leonard asked with a frown.

“Precognitive analysis of the next few years,” Stitch explained, “Calculator and her compiled a database of the greatest threats to human civilization before the battle. I believed Pythia anticipated her fate and wished to help us beyond that point.”

“I suppose Augustus is on the list?” Leonard asked, his tone turning venomous. He had been given a second chance to see justice done, and he wouldn’t waste it.

“Yes,” Ace nodded, her expression turning grim. “But someone else has taken the top spot.”

This surprised Leonard. Who could be more dangerous than an invincible, megalomaniacal warlord? “Who?”

“Some Psycho called Bloodstream,” Stitch explained. “According to the data, there is a high chance that he will cause an extinction event in 2017 if not slain beforehand.”

“Something about his daughter dying, I think,” Ace added with a frown. “You will have to wait for Augustus, Leo. That Psycho comes with a time-limit.”

Leonard looked at the USB key, wondering what grim prophecies it held.


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Zethuron ago

Thanks for the chapter.

So much in this chapter.

Interesting though.... he went directly for what he thought would be the source of all Genius powers, with the aim to know everything, even if the connection did not collapse into that void.... i think he would have still failed, knowing that much would have likely destroyed his mind, and something else would have come out of it...

Damn, so Bloodstream was THAT dangerous to the point he would have wiped out everyone on his own? Its even more  miraculous that he got killed before he got to that point, cloning powers indeed are no joke.

    Derrior ago

    It's not stated he is the cataclysm, it's that he is catalyst.

      imaginetheaircolored ago

      inb4 it Quicksave is the end product of it all.

      seagull ago

      I read it as he was the cataclysm and Len was the catalyst. Her death probably causing him to lose the last shreds of humanity and becoming a blood wave killing all living to fulfill his elixir addiction

      Honestly kind of expected Quicksave to be the name to appear on the list

      msng ago

      Still might be. It's a list and only two names were mentioned.

      Derrior ago

      a high chance that he will cause an extinction event in 2017 if not slain beforehand.

      Cause I.E the one who causes it. He could be the one who presses a button, or just makes someone else do it.

      I'm just hoping it's double gotcha, it's big pants writing 101.

      Though it'll be interesting if Ryans name is on the list, but not the name associated to him via bloodstream or if he's just as nebulous to precognition powers as dimension weirdness.

      -Koschei- ago

      I have a theory:

      Quicksave is on the list! in the first place at that!

      Bloodstream is strong but he was already going on rampages without Len dying also if Len died he would go on a rampage but he would still have his "son" (Ryan) and also when he did lose his real son he didnt cause an extintion event

      Ryan and Len got their elixirs in 2016 so in 2017 ryan would have his powers/his elixir that would give him powers

      i think Pythia misunderstood and that the real danger is Ryan and Bloodstream killing Len would just be a catalyst

      Imagine this: they dont kill Bloodstream and Bloodstream kills Len

      when Len dies Ryan goes balistic and drinks elixir

      now you have an immortal timetraveler that lost everything and that has an infinite amount of tries to destroy the world

      Another clue for this is that Ryan said he would try everything except taking two elixirs becuse if he became a psytho the world would be doomed becuse he would be an immortal maniac set to destroy everything

      the only little problem whit this theory is that Ryan thought Len was dead for 2 years and didnt destroy everyhing altho they were seperated and he lost all clues leading to her but if Bloodstream lived he would get front seat to watching Len dying so i think that would have made the difference

      Void if you read this can you tell me if im close

      Mr. Pickle ago

      I doubt it because Ryan can just retry until he saves Len. Since Len isn't dead atm, unless something is quite literally inevitable, or his power gets stopped, he will just kill himself and restart until he saves Len.

      MadHat3r ago

      He can't retry if she's dead before he drinks the elixir, and it's mentioned in Ryan's talk with the glass dude that he only drank his when actively in conflict with the carnival to save himself. So assuming that fight doesn't happen, Ryan would have held onto his exlir until who knows when.

      Arbitervs117 ago

      Worse would be Ryan drinking a second elixir on top of his first...

      Turtle Cloud ago

      The idea being that, in this potential timeline, Bloodstream 'caused' the extinction level event by killing Len, causing Ryan (who might have had 2 elixirs at this point) to go haywire.

      It's all muddied up by the fact that all of the events that did transpire might have not occured at all if Bloodstream wasn't being so vehemently hunted down. It's entirely possible that in the no-no timeline, Ryan and Len never even found the elixirs because they were never chased to that specific location.

      Saddy Storm ago

      I thought it was stated that he is the cause but I like the way you think. Though I highly doubt Ryan would go full psycho like that... unless he went Psycho.

      Archangel Jack ago

      inb4 the story ends by Ryan drinking another potion thingy and going back in time and becoming bloodstream

      Mani ago

      i HIGHLY doubt this.

      first of all: Going on a world ending rampage doesn't seem at all reasonable for ryan's character. even when we saw him in flashbacks, he always had a good heart and morals. i doubt the trauma of Len's death could override that with muderous rage.

      secondly: Ryan's power makes him immune to precognition powers, as seen with the precog lady in the augusti (forgot her name). so even if he was a world threat, he wouldn't be on the list because he's shielded/invisible/inscutable

      Turtle Cloud ago

      He was a child in a traumatic situation. He doesn't need to be a bad person to make bad choices.
      I'm sure Len's dad was a good person at some point, too.

      Hercules40 ago

      @Mani I wouldn't say Ryan is 100% immune to precog. I mean he may be immune to Augustus's daugher because she is a purple like him, so her precog is connected to the same time source (Purple World) that Ryan has leading to interference between their power.

      While Calculator (the hero) is a blue, so his precog power is based on calculations which comes from the Blue World (the same one Mechron tried to connect), the origin to all Genius's knowledge/power. So the Blue World may or may not have be affected by Ryan's power, meaning precog powers based on the Blue World may or may not work on Ryan.

      So, i wouldn't be 100% sure that Ryan is immune to precog powers. Remember how his power interacted with Fortuna's Luck power (a yellow), which her power was able to work flawless/with no interference with Ryan in his base state. It only failed once Ryan reached deeper into the Purple World (?) / had a stronger interaction with the Purple World (?).

      I don't remember Pythia's power origin. If it is also blue i would say the same things i said about the Calculator.

      PossiblyInsaneSkeleton ago

      Pretty sure pythia is blue as theres no mention of the purple world when she uses her powers. Plus, I'm pretty sure mechron trying to gain access to the blue world is what causes the disruption to her powers. Which would means she's a blue.

      Quaint ago

      It said that bloodstream took the top spot.

      Cynici Humora ago

      I don't think that Ryan would be on the list since it has already been established that precog powers don't work on him.

      Though if this occured before he drank the elixir...

      Derrior ago

      @PossiblyInsaneSkeleton More likely it's because he reached the abyss. Maybe reaching the blue dimension would have had the same reaction, maybe not.

      Arkus ago

      Some of you seem to be forgetting that precogs cant see ryan at all with their powers. Of course that might not apply to someone like calculator but im fairly certain they cant predict ryan at all.

      Cynici Humora ago

      @Arkus though if this happened before Len drank the elixir, Ryan could still be taken into account in regards to precog powers.

      444.EXE ago

      Algo interessante:

      Ryan poderia realizar experimentos se a mesma poção desse poderes diferentes a pessoas diferentes, ou mesmo se em linhas de tempo diferentes e com experiências diferentes, a mesma pessoa teria poderes diferentes.

      Shickler ago

      It did. Events here are in 2014, which is 2 years before Ryan and Len found their elixirs.

      Cynici Humora ago

      @444.EXE sorry guy, but unfortunately I don't understand what I could only guess to be portuguese.

      Arkus ago

      @Cynicli only up to the point he takes the potion. The moment he takes it he would fall off all precog powers. The precogs also couldnt predict the horror from another dimension only know that they all died. Honestly im on the fence on whether it really about ryan or blooodstream. It could go either way depending on how you interpret the "prophecy" lol.

      Cynici Humora ago

      I do agree that everything Ryan related goes to shit after he drinks the elixirs, it is also still possible that powers like calculator could take that into consideration, no matter how small the chances are, specially since he is paired with one of what we could only assume to be one pf the best precogs.

      Air Man6969420 ago

      right off the bat though your first statement is invalid as the real son who died, died before he bacame bloodstream, and is the cause of him becoming bloodstream. when he died bloodsteam felt desperate to protect len. thats why he took two elixers. now thats not to say it isnt ryan, just that you got the start of bloodstream backwards. had he been a psycho before he died, bloodstream might have gone extinction mode sooner.

      aklas123 ago

      wouldn't he not appear in their power looking/searching since hes "immune" to all of that. the only reason they could even find him would be if they visit new rome and start their work on augustus with vanguard forces to gather intel before coming full force and learn of his deeds and after using powers realize hes an anomaly (inb4 his future/fate prediction is also void black like that entity), but w8.... why does this sound familiar

    MrSmith ago

    Well, presumably in the scenario where Len dies he kills Ryan before he can use his elixir and consumes it giving him the power of looping which would legitimately be an exctinction event given his psychosis. Presumably he wouldn't be nearly as vulnerable to cancel-based white powers or instant-kill abilities due to his cloning facet.

      Kentrum ago

      Wasn't it said that if 2 different people were to drink the "same" potion, they would get different powers?


      Also I believe that Psychos don't get any new powers from drinking elixirs.

      Frolamiz ago

      Humans can only have two powers, and since Bloodstream is a psycho, he already have them.

      Any elixir drank afterward only serve to temporarily appease the addiction.

      Air Man6969420 ago

      where did you read that? i feel like thats not true, and was only the case for Augustus. you might be write i just dont recall that being explicitly said.

      Frolamiz ago

      The author specified several times in the comments that there is only so much that the human body can take, and the elixirs beyond the two first only serve to aleviate the adiction. There is even a white power in the "roll your power" google document that specifically allow you to have more than two powers (but don't make you immune to psycho degenerescence).

      Air Man6969420 ago

      thanks. i hadnt read the comments as i just started this story, and wrote that right before i got to the next chapter where the doc is posted.

      aklas123 ago

      but it was said numerous times whenever psychos were mentioned in the story that they can only consume and use 2 colors at max, someone like Augustus is literally one in a lifetime thing and even then, nothing is capable of affecting his body.

      maybe you're mixing the fact that psychos can feed on elixirs to retain their sanity enough for some time till next dose probably increases the amount needed later. because i barely read comments and i i learned that from story

    weirdee ago

    I get the impression more that Pythia wasn't able to see that it was Quicksave who had the power to end the world (think of a chaos butterfly that is sentient and has all the time in the world to plot), and just assumed that it was Bloodstream because he was the more apparent threat and did not know about Len's connection to Ryan.

    K5P26 ago

    So this is just my opinion Im pretty sure somehow somewhat someone will absolutely fucked up big time like mechron does and basically tear open a hole in space for whatever eldritch fuckery can intrude in their reality I think that's going to be the end game for this story I mean an Eldritch god is probably the greatest threat our courier could possibly go against with I mean its not even a fight anymore its just a matter of time for them also whatever kind of fuckery is in the plushie I hope it triggers some ptsd on our boi living sun lol


    He can endlessly duplicate himself.

    Jamahawk ago

    There is always the possibility that Bloodstream could have killed Ryan, preventing him from saving the world in the future.

    FoxOSloth ago

    I'm pretty certain this is referring to Ryan. At that point he would've taken the elixer, and without Len, he loses his anchor/reason/morals.

Sulo ago

Dudes getting peeled has gotta be on the list of worst ways to go.

ilikecakesoyeah ago

Thanks for the chapter!

So cool! I love how much world building there is :0

Salzar ago

These were some extreamly interesting interludes. Gives a bunch more backstory.

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