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His enhanced sight plainly told him that the compartment was packed with dark-robed cultists!

The Mech Touch

Sci-fi · Exlor

An inspired idea flitted across his mind. If his senses lacked the sensitivity to spot the hidden presence, then why not try to leverage the strength of his Spirituality to enhance its capabilities?

The Mech Touch

Sci-fi · Exlor

Ves himself had swung from exhibiting a high level of detachment to a high degree of empathy and care to the mech pilots of the mechs that received his touch.

The Mech Touch

Sci-fi · Exlor

Such an image hardly appealed to her at all. Ves knew that he had a long way to go before he could drag her kicking and screaming towards the light.

The Mech Touch

Sci-fi · Exlor

"The Castle Breakers are breaking! Their spaceborn mechs have entered into a rout!"

The Mech Touch

Sci-fi · Exlor

"I mean, it is rather obvious in hindsight. Cassie was sent into the body of Dusk of Fallen Grace. Jet and Effie were sent into the bodies of two River Nomads. Kai and Mordret were sent into the bodies of two Riverborn warriors in Twilight. But what about me and Nephis? Who were the people that we replaced? And what were they doing so far upstream, in the distant future, way further than even Weave?"

Shadow Slave

Fantasy · Guiltythree

"Our bodies have all gone through extensive genetic modification." Ketis added. "We may look like half-alien freaks to you, but we can swing our swords with enough force to split five men in half without any servo-assists."

The Mech Touch

Sci-fi · Exlor

The dream that he wanted to achieve had always been with him from his early days. He wanted to make mechs come alive. Truly alive, in a way that gave people no doubt that the lives of their mechs were worth as much as their own lives.

The Mech Touch

Sci-fi · Exlor

"I've got set a real goal. One that is located at the mouth of the river. It has to be a destination that I want to reach at all costs. What do I truly want? What shall be my lifelong dream as a mech designer?"

The Mech Touch

Sci-fi · Exlor

A fire lit in his eyes as he waved his arm as if he conjured up a magnificent vision. "Don't you have dreams? Your vision has always been limited to the Swordmaidens. That shouldn't be endpoint of your ambition. Aim higher! Don't you wish your designs be piloted by more than a few hundred Swordmaidens? What about thousands? Millions? Billions? As long as you work hard for it, your designs may proliferate throughout the Faris Star Region one day! You'd be as famous as the Skull Architect! Think about it! Is that a dream come true to you?"

The Mech Touch

Sci-fi · Exlor

In the dark, Ves or whatever pseudonym he decided to adopt would become a hidden player in a game that few people were aware of in the first place. His shadow force granted him the right to participate in such games and thereby enable him to achieve goals that would have been impossible for his public identity to accomplish.

The Mech Touch

Sci-fi · Exlor

Another wave washed over his body. Compared to the jarring sensation of being shocked by static electricity, this one was more subtle. The output of his second gadget wasn't meant to disrupt signals and transmissions.

The Mech Touch

Sci-fi · Exlor

The Vandals didn't ask for surrender, and to their credit the Vesian mech pilots didn't ask for any. There could be no reconciliation between Brighters and Vesians, especially when the stakes were so high. They did not fight on behalf of their states right now. All of their decisions were being influenced by the players in the shadow.

The Mech Touch

Sci-fi · Exlor

Nonetheless, the Vesians stoically kept fighting even as the Vandal mechs took over from the exhausted Misty Slashers. While the Swordmaidens recalled their mechs, the Masters of Combat began to buckle.

The Mech Touch

Sci-fi · Exlor

Many Vandals in the command center gritted their teeth that the braindead behavior of Lydia's Swordmaidens. They had never expected these savvy pirates that have managed to survive in the frontier for decades to be this impulsive on the battlefield.

The Mech Touch

Sci-fi · Exlor

"What are you thinking about, Mr. Larkinson?" Captain Orfan looked suspiciously at Ves.

The Mech Touch

Sci-fi · Exlor