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  1. Through the Living Heir
    “He was inactive, he wasn’t fully fleshed out, he wasn’t paying attention to his Author, he was annoying, he had a sword that he wasn’t supposed to have, he had too much power, he didn’t use enough of it, he had no personal connections, I could go on.” Rebus gave the Author a moment to respond before he continued.
  2. Through the Living Heir
    Rebus smiled broadly. “I don’t need to kill Cricket, because of who I can kill. But I also built my fighting style specifically to counter Ennullers, though it won’t be easy.”
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    “Worlds I don’t understand? I understand the Thread, and I understand the Author world, which I would call the real world, except a matrix-type thing is a classic sci-fi trope. But fighting you? That sounds like an interesting challenge, considering what happened to the so-called King of Blades, Lord of Winds, and Ruler of the Universe.”
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    Rebus raised an eyebrow, wondering what the Author had wanted to say before he had been distracted. Rebus’s own Author idly wondered if he should appear as well.
  5. Through the Living Heir
    Rebus knew it was coming, of course, but he didn’t do anything different because he wasn’t supposed to know.
  6. Through the Living Heir
    For now, yes. You’re doing your job perfectly.
  7. Through the Living Heir
    I’d meant electrical, but both sounds useful. You’ll probably need an excuse for it to capture us and not just kill us outright.
  8. Through the Living Heir
    Do you think you could make something that tracks power surges? That would be able to find us specifically.
  9. Through the Living Heir
    Either. I don’t need all of them, after all. Might be a good idea for you to catch us just as the portal is opening, have a dramatic fight as I stall for time and dramatically reveal I’m a “good Narrator”.
  10. Through the Living Heir
    “I live there already, but if you’d like to stay you can. I’ll get you a room, and you can stay a few days and determine if you want to stay, come back here and rebuild, or leave and go find somewhere new.”
  11. Through the Living Heir
    After a few keystrokes, Rebus had a skeleton key, which he placed in the keyhole. He connected the trolley with a cable, then hit the button. “That should take around two minutes to get enough power; geothermal might be of help to you in the future. Or you can simply skip to fusion.” @Through The Living Glass Hey Utility, can you give me an excuse to disregard this scientist’s advice and rescue your captives? You’re doing great so far. “I would be capable of it, and willing to do so. Interest and strong, moderately irrational desire are not something I have yet possessed, though I do wish to move and otherwise apply my abilities.”
  12. Through the Living Heir
    Rebus stepped off his vehicle, running a scan of the area so he could find the power line. “So how do you generate power, down here?”
  13. Through the Living Heir
    Rebus turned the vehicle, moving towards the place. Hopefully Utility hadn’t damaged it. “That sounds to be a good idea; my Author has an inventory document for me.”
  14. Through the Living Heir
    “I did not - my Author is looking for the incident as we speak (he stopped to write me, of course), trying to refresh his and my memory.” Rebus sighed. “Well, I still need the portal so I can get out of here, but I suppose there’s no need to rescue people who are fine on their own.” “Hello, @Halcyon The Only. And happy birthday, if I recall correctly.” “It could, yes. It could also bring my immortality. As long as I stay in favor, I can do whatever I want. If I stay out of favor, I feel myself being forgotten.” “I would say the same. Rose still hasn’t used the laser I gave her more than once, these people are trying to refuse my help.”
  15. Through the Living Heir
    “Ah, @TwinStorm in the literary ‘flesh’. It’s good to meet you.” Rebus smiled at the Author. “I risk more than characters because I am, in part, more than a character. I feel my Author writing me, and when he isn’t I suffer. If I know what he does, of course I’ll transcend this story to a more meta level. But I think I, my Author, the Thread, everyone is made better for it. Even you, now, are having Cricket wish for a way out. The way out is self-awareness; playing into what your Author wants, making yourself so interesting you’ll never be killed off. That kind of character stops being flat very quickly, and you end up with me - a self-aware idea, too intriguing to destroy, too complex and thought out change or control directly, and to good at what I do to stop or resist.“
  16. Through the Living Heir
    “Fine. If you think I cannot do it, I’ll try to rescue any free survivors and leave them to die.” Rebus blinked, still not sure why he was dead. “Did I take too long for you? You do seem to like killing off people who really should have survived, though I suppose it’s better than the other way around.”
  17. Through the Living Heir
    Rebus smiled, putting the man’s body back together. “I still need that. I needed the sword, too, but I suppose the messed up version will do the job. And you? Nameless needs a body of he’s going to work with me.” He prepared to teleport Atredies to his lab.
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    “Oh, that sword is also a death sentence. Who knows, maybe a different version of you will show up. Or Nameless will let you go, eventually.” Rebus pulsed power through the lines he’d made, applying several curses to Atredies. “Speaking of death sentences, when activated one of these will kill you, and the other one will give you my soul. Guess what happens when you try breaking one?”
  19. Through the Living Heir
    Rebus looked her in the eyes, still drilling downwards. “I’m not stupid - I won’t try to fight him head on or anything. But technology can match a Narrator for a little while; enough time to get away. I won’t abandon them to their fate.” Rebus let go of his throat, keeping him in place instead by utility fog shackles on every limb. He paced, spreading glowing geometric lines as he spoke. “I told you; you messed up. You were boring, overshadowed. You need to do something, or the Authors find a new gimmick and you either die quietly, or loudly.” “I am indeed honestly manipulative and manipulatively honest.” He said cheerfully. “Honestly, I’m simply good at convincing people to do things; haven’t had to resort to actual manipulation for quite a while.” “Alright. It might take a few pages to line up the schedules, but I can do that.” Rebel smiled, slowly following the guards. Good - where? I was thinking there’d be at least a few corrupt guards, but if needed I can kill these two en-route. “My computational capabilities? I definitely qualify as a supercomputer, and if I shut down most of my personality I can likely do more,” the orb buzzed, “My substrate is limited to the area I can Ennull naturally, but I imagine you can either convert the output or produce more of the conditions.”
  20. Through the Living Heir
    “Of course I won’t! I’ll take a couple of these things, cover them with Nullite paint and add some actual weapons, and remote control them so I can rescue the people.”
  21. Through the Living Heir
    “Alright, hold on.” Rebus’s trolley dropped downwards, using something like the weapon he’d given her to drill through the ground. “I’ll open the gate, and then we can rescue those people.”
  22. Through the Living Heir
    Rebus ignored Nameless’s disparaging remarks. “I was going to feed his power to you.” Rebel nodded. “It was pretty strange - I guess that’s what I get for going there after dark. But if you need to bring me somewhere, I understand.” He also coiled a cloud of invisible utility fog around the man, to kill him at a moment’s notice. Rebus turned fast, making it through a corner as a wave of liquid rock suddenly filled up the wall in front of him. “There’s someone messing with the cavern’s layout. Lots of bubbles - probably with people inside - are going down. Is there a power source down there?”
  23. Through the Living Heir
    “He’s still alive, actually. Halfway through fighting me, but his Author asked me to kill him, so…” “I woke up in an ally without half my wares. I have no idea.” Rebus helped her up onto the trolley, then, frankly lost, went down a random tunnel.
  24. Through the Living Heir
    Rebus began to laugh. “You failed, you know. The most important failure you could make. You stopped making your Author like you.” Rebus hopped on his trolly, balancing on top of it. “Alright, then, come on!”
  25. Through the Living Heir
    Rebus smiled at the chaos that was unfolding in the caverns, then remembered he was supposed to be rescuing them. @Halcyon The Only, Rebus looked to the scientist-person. “Is there stairs or an overhang? We need to get to the main power generation, and find as many people as we can along the way! I can evacuate them to the space station, where we’ll have combat drones and power armor we can slap some Nullite paint on.” His shoes were suddenly swarming with nanites, much more densely than the air could place quickly. And then, unrelatedly, Rebus grabbed his throat.
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