Endless Path : Infinite Cosmos

With his arms crossed and the makings of a grim expression on his face, Data Jahad spent hours standing silently within the middle of a vast array of mirrors. These allowed him to view events that were occurring in both Hidden Floors, but, due to his other abilities, this was actually one of the first times he was using them.Seeing the scenes of multiple Data Humans effectively being erased, Data Jahad's mood continued to diminish as he quietly uttered, "You won't accomplish anything by being afraid to get your hands dirty...a true ruler does not allow their emotions to govern their actions..."Shaking his head, Data Jahad performed a sweeping gesture to dismiss the thousands of mirrors that had been orbiting his body. Almost immediately thereafter, his surroundings began to darken as a massive tear appeared in the sky above, it's interior blacker than the abyss until several figures emerged from within.Without saying anything, Data Jahad raised his right hand to create a basketball-sized Baang that resembled liquid gold as five similar Baangs formed an arch behind him. In response, several of the intruders adopted wry smiles as the one standing at the front of the formation raised his hands in a disarming gesture, asking, "Do you need to be so testy each time we meet? Aren't we supposed to be on the same side?"Though he had no intention of responding to the question, a somewhat raspy and feral-sounding voice cut in before Jahad could reasonably respond, asking, "Why are you wasting words on this idiot? Just get to the point."Adopting an even wrier smile, the most amicable-looking member of the virtually indistinguishable group rubbed the back of his head, saying, "Hey now...there's no need for such hostility. I mean, we all have the same objective. If we begin fighting amongst ourselves, there's no way we'll be able to defeat the original. Besides, that grumpy look doesn't suit you..."Issuing a low growl in response to the man's final words, the scantily clad beauty with midnight blue hair and crimson-colored eyes glared, not at the speaker, but Jahad as she grumbled, "You made Master scold me..."Accompanying the grumbling remark, a tremendous amount of bloodlust began to fill the arena upon which the group stood. At the same time, a layer of eerie black ice quickly spread throughout the area, drastically reducing the surrounding temperature before flaking away and dissolving into the atmosphere. This was the true reason Data Jahad had prepared Baangs, as, whenever the feral-looking woman arrived with her entourage, things never ended peacefully.In near-perfect concert with each other, the five people surrounding the unhinged beauty called out, "Fenrir...!" in stern yet concerned voices. This caused the aura of the woman to fluctuate quite a bit, the glow in her eyes fading for a brief moment as she shifted her gaze to the closest among the group, asking, "What?"Feeling a little like a trapped mouse, the version of Vahn facing Fenrir's gaze awkwardly extended his hand to caress her bristly, needle-like, fur as he uttered, "Just leave this to us...you don't need to waste your time and energy on someone like this..."With her pupils contracting into thin lines, Fenrir flexed her paws open and closed as she resisted the urge to bite the hand currently caressing her. Unfortunately, her restraint didn't hold out long, as, moments later, a growling could be heard from her stomach that caused the Vahn before her to adopt a resigned smile as awkward laughter emanated from his throat...Returning a too-large smile of her own, all of Fenrir's razor-sharp teeth could be seen prior to her opening her mouth far wider than anyone should be able to. At the same time, anomalous black energy radiated from her body, enveloping the still-smiling Vahn in an instant. Despite this, it didn't obscure his form in the slightest, almost as if the inky-black substance was perfectly transparent. As a result, everyone present was able to see the Vahn, along with the ground he had been standing on, simply 'vanish' the moment Fenrir's jaws snapped shut...Using her paw to suppress a small burp, the vibrant red glow in Fenrir's eyes began to rapidly fade away as clarity returned to their depths. This allowed the realization of what she had done to wash over her, but, before she could get too stressed out, three more Vahn's appeared at her side, each attempting to console her as their final counterpart turned to Jahad and said, "It is becoming more difficult to evade observation and capture. If we don't do something soon, the battle might be over before it even begins."Though it was impossible to follow his line of sight due to his three-eyed visor, Jahad continued to closely monitor Fenrir as he calmly replied, "I have already allowed you to seek refuge in the Hidden Hidden Floor. Are you now expecting me to fight at your behest?"Frowning in response to Jahad's words, the amicable-version of Vahn adopted a serious tone as he said, "The Hidden Floors are your responsibility. The limitations of the system prevent us from using even a fraction of the power we're supposed to possess. At this rate, it is only a matter of time until we lose the ability to even flee. Are you just going to continue idling about here like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered!?"Without any discernible changes in expression, Jahad smoothly pivoted to face Vahn as he calmly stated, "I do not fear fate. Just as I accepted my destiny as King, I will meet my end with dignity. Tell me, what is it that you are so afraid of? You keep a monster in your midst yet fear the very man you are supposed to emulate? From what I can see, you are a group of cowards fighting against an end you believe impossible to overcome. Rather than shame myself in what might very well be my final moments, I will continue to uphold my dignity until the end. That is what is expected from one with the qualifications to become King of the Tower..."Snorting through his nose, the not-so-amicable version of Vahn manifested a katana out of thin air before slicing towards the sky and creating a black void more than one-hundred meters across. This caught the attention of his other selves, each in the midst of massaging or brushing a different part of Fenrir's body. This caused the petite beauty to immediately adopt an angry snarl, her contented look fading in an instant as she directed her gleaming gaze to Jahad and asked, "If you aren't going to help, what point is there in keeping you around?"For the first time since the start of the encounter, Jahad's expression changed to display a snaggle-toothed smile as he remarked, "If you possessed the strength to defeat me, you would not be here petitioning my support. Rather than wasting my time with threats and posturing, why don't you just attack? I am, after all, just one man. You have an army on your side. What are you afraid of...?"With her hair standing on end and the sharpness of her fangs continually increasing, Fenrir leaned forward menacingly as she asked, "You think Fenrir is afraid of you...? Fenrir...Fenrir fears nothing...!"Before she could blitz Jahad and attempt to take a bite out of him, shining golden chains appeared to intercept her. This caused the glow of her eyes to become even more prominent, but, before her emotional state could become even more unstable, one of the versions of Vahn suddenly pulled her into a princess carry, his voice calm and soothing as he said, "Come now...there is no need to waste your energy on this fool. For now, why don't we return to the palace and have a bit of fun? Besides, eating this asshole would only cause you indigestion..."Though she could be extremely aggressive at other times, the Data Vahn's had learned that Fenrir could be remarkably docile whenever she was held like a princess. She would even shrink slightly, her already petite form becoming almost child-like as she obediently nodded her head and said, "Okay..." in a demure tone. In turn, this caused affectionate smiles to appear on the faces of every Vahn present, their expressions softening as Jahad, now bereft of a smile, stood silently at the side...---Deciding to take a break from systematically purging the more cancerous elements of the Hidden Floor, Vahn returned to the Little Garden to spend some quality time with his children. This involved playing hide and seek with Naruto, teaching Hana how to inscribe simple runes onto her traps, and, after everything else was finished, retiring to Arceus' Realm to check on its development and spend some time with the most troublesome of his current children...With Arceus standing stoically in the background with a slight smile on her face, Vahn couldn't help but adopt a wry one of his own as more than a dozen toddlers with pale-pink hair, light-blue eyes, and horns reminiscent of cat ears used his body as a jungle gym. They also had long pink tails, the ends of which were slightly bulbous, that served as both an appendage and a sensory organ. They used said organ to poke and prod anything they were interested in, and, though he didn't mind it too much, Vahn couldn't help by smile wryly as his entire face was covered in the inordinately soft appendages.Waiting until they had finished their investigation, Vahn pulled out a series of macaroon-like sweets known as Poke Puffs, presenting them to the squealing group of toddlers as he mused, "You'll have to share..."Before he could even finish speaking, all but one of the pink-haired toddlers vanished amidst puffs of pink smoke as the last remaining representative cupped their hands together with a radiant smile on their face.Resisting the urge to laugh, Vahn adopted a smile as he lightly smacked his left thigh, encouraging the playful toddler to take a seat before handing over the box of Poke Puffs and gently ruffling their hair. In response, the androgynous-looking scamp wiggled away from his touch, lying across his lap and giggling with one of the macaroon-like treats held against their mouth with both hands.Poking their exposed belly, Vahn managed to elicit a few ticklish giggles from the pink-haired youth before they resorted to smacking him in the face with their soft and squishy tail. This caused Arceus to immediately teleport over, but, before she could say anything, he motioned for her to calm down as he said, "They're just playing around...isn't that right, Mew?"Snickering in response, Mew used the end of their tail to lightly poke his cheek, the bulb of their tail intending more than the flesh of his face. This caused Arceus to release a tired sigh, but, rather than say anything, she opted to take a seat next to Vahn before leaning her head against his shoulder. In response, he planted a light kiss on top of her head before wrapping his hand around her waist and using his free hand to pick up a Poke Puff. Mew seemed to take exception to this, but, with several more Poke Puffs appearing out of thin air, they quickly regained their smile before happily nibbling their current snack in a manner reminiscent of a small animal...---With the passage of time in the Fifth Layer being roughly ten times that of Standard Axis, nearly two months had passed since Maschenny began her hellish training beneath Scathach. In that time, she had experienced innumerable near-death experiences, and, though she wasn't completely sure, she felt as though seven of those experiences had actually resulted in her death. Despite this, she would always wake up several hours later, her previous wounds nowhere to be seen as the fragrant aroma of delicious food tickled her nostrils.Desperate for sustenance, Maschenny dismissed with manners entirely as she used her bare hands to effectively shovel food into her mouth. When it came to her current 'Shishou', everything was a test, so, if she didn't hurry, there was a very real chance she would miss the opportunity to replenish her reserves. This would leave her without the energy to perform well during her training, and, as a result, pain unlike anything she had experienced prior would be her reward.Waiting until the near-feral Princess had finished her meal, Scathach stepped out of the void with a gleaming red spear in hand. This caused Maschenny to immediately tense up, but, rather than stay statuesque, she promptly scooped up what remained of her meal before dodging to the side and rolling across the ground. Then, like a street urchin fleeing from a market stall, a state emphasized by her poor state of dress, she bolted from the scene with her cheeks puffed out, chewing madly as she evaded numerous strikes without even needing to look back...(A/N: Alternate Titles: 'Mikuni vs Jennifer vibes...','(O w O)!?','*AWOLNATION - Run theme begins playing*')(A/N: Sorry about yesterday. I think I tried pushing myself a bit too soon. I'll keep aiming for 3 chapters a day, but they will be released over a longer period of time. Also, the first chapters of the EPIC side story will come out on Friday. Shortly after that, the first poll will also be posted.)https://bit.ly/2XBzAYu &lt;-(p.atreon link)paypal.me/EinlionDiscord Invite: https://discord.gg/Jwa8PKh

With nothing of note happening, even after an entire week, Vahn's interest in the Hidden Floor was rapidly diminishing. He was starting to question why they were even there, and, were it not for the promises he made to people like Daniel and Yura, he might have given the order to retreat. Instead, he did his best to remain patient whilst alleviating his boredom through reinforcing the Town of the Wandering Minstrels and renovating the facilities most commonly used by his people.Unfortunately, as was often the case, doing 'busy work' ultimately resulted in him feeling even more annoyed during the moments when he had nothing to do.In an effort to remedy his frustrations, Vahn had been spending an ever-increasing amount of time watching over the progress of the other groups. The eight months he had spent watching over the progress of his Template had primed him to do the same with others; and, compared to looking for vile and despicable people to erase, it was a lot more interesting watching the interplay between his friends, family, and loved ones.Though he believed he knew them quite well, Vahn found it both strange and refreshing to see how differently everyone acted when he wasn't around. It was almost like they were completely different people, when, in reality, they were simply demonstrating the parts of their characters they generally kept hidden when he was around.Fortunately, while there were some notable tensions among specific individuals, Vahn was able to see there was no real animosity between them. Instead, they seemed to be silently competing with each other, not for any particular prize, but to demonstrate their capabilities and prove something to themselves.In particular, Vahn enjoyed watching the interactions between Team 'Saberface', and, to a lesser extent, the interplay between people such as Madara, Yoruichi, and the members of Fenrir's 'pack'. The latter gave off the impression of a very hard-working group, but, due to the quirks of each of its members, watching over them always brought a smile to his face...Sensing the approach of a guest, Vahn momentarily ceased his spying, saying, "It's open." before the person on the opposite side could knock. This led to a somewhat awkward silence, but, after a few seconds had passed, he was unsurprised to see the face of Mikoto peeking in, asking, "Are you busy?"Considering he had been lounging in an oversized beanbag whilst spying on the group consisting of Fenrir, Illya, Atalanta, Ryun, and Ai, Vahn could only offer a wry smile as he answered, "No...I was just keeping my eye on a few things. Is there something you needed from me...?"Seeing Vahn's figure half-buried in a leaf-green bean bag, Mikoto's surprise prevented her from immediately responding to his words. As a result, Vahn's smile morphed into one of amusement as he performed a 'come hither' gesture and said, "If you're bored, we can watch some anime. I'm sure we can find a version of your Record of origin that doesn't involve a version of you being played by Touma."As was often the case when she was embarrassed, Mikoto's face immediately became beet red, her ahoge releasing sparks as she shouted, "I told you to stop saying things like that! You...you stupid dummyhead...!"Rather than responding directly, Vahn simply manifested one of the countless Memory Projection Orbs that currently littered his Inventory before adjusting his position in the bean bag. This caused Mikoto to inflate her cheeks and adopt a look that was equal parts indignant and adorable, but, as the purpose of her visit had actually been to see if Vahn wanted to spend some time together back in the Little Garden, she ultimately deflated before transforming into her Pikachu form and running over to his side.With the adorable pokemon seated in his lap, Vahn adjusted his position a second time so that they could recline back comfortably before surprising Mikoto quite a bit by bringing his left hand to rest on her squishy, soft, and furry underbelly. If not for her bright yellow fur and the red circles coloring her cheeks, he imagined she would be blushing rather furiously right now, but, rather than trying to flee, she just released a mewl-like, "Pika~" as he rubbed both her belly and head simultaneously...---Several hours after Vahn had started his anime viewing session with Mikoto, seven other versions of himself appeared alongside several other unique and eccentric-looking individuals atop a mountain overlooking the Town of the Wandering Minstrels. Among them, three people stood out more than the rest due to their style of dress and rather unique appearances. This included a flowery man with inordinately long white hair, a golden-haired beauty garbed in shadows, and, most notably, a giant of a man with golden hair and sharp features garbed in pirestly-looking, blood-red, robes.A stark contrast to how the situation would have presented itself in reality, the golden-haired man stood at the centermost position with Fenrir, currently resembling a giant wolf, lying obediently at his side. This greatly annoyed both Fenrir and every Vahn present, but, due to the system's inherent bias, they, as well as the two eccentric individuals flanking him, were compelled to obey the golden-haired man's commands.Had they known this beforehand, they never would have put in the effort to have him summoned. Now, however, it was too late to do anything about it as the system, unable to differentiate things like Soul Tier, automatically placed them beneath the man it identified as 'King Jahad'. It even gave him authority comparable to his younger Data self, and, while this was technically the reason they had summoned him, the man's presence had completely undermined the group's ongoing efforts.Similar to the actual Jahad, the Data of King didn't care in the slightest about the Hidden Floor or the Data Humans residing within. The only thing he cared about was eliminating the traitors that were conspiring against him and removing a threat to the Tower's stability. As a result, one of the first things he did following his manifestation was attempt to destroy both the Hidden and Hidden Hidden Floors in an attempt to send a message to his true self. This was fortunately opposed by the current Administrator of the system, Data Jahad, who, despite having unwavering admiration for his real-world counterpart, called the Data of the King out for being a coward.Shortly after the private exchange between the two Jahad's, the Data of the King gathered each of the other Sworn Enemies, picking and choosing the more 'useful' among them before eliminating the rest alongside many of the Data Humans they had painstakingly rescued from the Hidden Floor. This left a bad taste in the mouth of virtually every Sworn Enemy, as, not only did Jahad proactively choose to undermine their efforts, he had ordered them to carry out the deed. Fenrir, in particular, had been used to dispose of both Data Humans and Sworn Enemies, an action that greatly stressed her out, but, much like everything else, Jahad didn't care about her mental state, only that she was useful.Seemingly oblivious to the heavy atmosphere surrounding him, Jahad silently observed a number of displays that only he could see, his expression a mask of apathy as he monotonously declared, "How pathetic...your ineptitude has provided the enemy an opportunity to circumvent the system's authority and secure a defense position. Had you done your duty from the start, this situation could have been avoided. Instead, you wasted your time trying to save the lives of beings who are little more than illusions and collections of data. Now, both the Hidden and Hidden Hidden Floors are in jeopardy. What do you have to say for yourselves?"Glowing in response to Jahad's words, every Vahn present looked like they wanted nothing more than to tear his throat out as the one set upon by the King's gaze unhesitantly replied, "You're an entitled piece of shit. You literally tried to destroy both Hidden Floors and you're trying to give us shit for preserving its people? Get over yourself, you fucking hypocrite."Showing no signs that he cared about Vahn's remark, Jahad remained completely expressionless as he walked past each of them to get a better view of the town below. Then, in an authoritative voice, he said, "Begin making preparations for an assault. We will besiege the town at sunrise and lure out the traitors lurking within. Your primary objective is to capture the Guides accompanying the group. Should that prove impossible, capture or kill as many of that man's companions as possible. If he is anything like you clowns, we can use that as leverage to issue an ultimatum or force him into doing something stupid. Either way, our penultimate objective is eliminating as many enemies as possible in order to lure out their leader. Once we've defeated him, things can finally start going back to the way they once were. That is our duty as Sworn Enemies..."Though they hated every fiber of the man's being, each of the Vahns immediately set out to make preparations for the coming conflict. This left only Jahad, the wolfish Fenrir, and the two eccentric-looking figures atop the mountain's peak. As for the reasons why, Jahad had a very different set of plans for them, his expression turning severe as he commanded, "The two of you will do everything in your power to recover the Command Key. As for you..."Setting his gaze on Fenrir, earning a low growl in response, a somewhat vicious smile spread across Jahad's face as he said, "You are the key to this mission's success. Let us hope your precious Master is as reliable and considerate as you believe him to be. I don't normally get excited about things like this, but I'm quite looking forward to his reaction. That fool genuinely believes he can defy fate and seize my throne. Let's see how he reacts when something precious is taken from him..."Growling with increased intensity, the hairs across Fenrir's body stood on end as their tips became finer than the sharpest of needles. Despite this, her aura hardly leaked out, as, prior to their arrival atop the mountain, Jahad had forbidden her from using any of her stored power. The only reason she was able to increase in size was due to her emulation of [Chainbreaker], an unbelievably useful skill that Jahad intended to exploit as much as possible.Showing no signs of fear or trepidation, Jahad approached the prone Fenrir before placing his hand atop her snout and musing, "You would even prove useful to my true self...once this is over with, I'll make sure he learns of your existence. Your potential is completely wasted serving a fool who limits your growth for the sake of his own enjoyment. You should be able to roam free and unfettered like a natural disaster. Until then, however, I'm afraid you must remain nothing more than a convenient tool...what a pitiable creature..."With her claws digging into the ground, Fenrir continued to growl with even greater ferocity, but, no matter how hard she tried, it was impossible to overcome her programming without the power to destroy the Hidden Floor itself. Jahad was well aware of this fact, so, with his counterpart in the Hidden Hidden Floor refusing to accede to his demands, he decided to take matters into his own hands by causing as much stress to the peculiar blue wolf as possible. He also knew how close she was to their primary target, so, while it would do little to remedy his past trauma, a part of him was tempted to see how Vahn, a man directly compared to himself, would turn out after experiencing a similar setback...(A/N: Alternate Titles: 'Vahn is slowly becoming a voyeur...','Mistakes were made...','Bruh...you can't even comprehend how badly you're about to fuck up...')https://bit.ly/2XBzAYu &lt;-(p.atreon link)paypal.me/EinlionDiscord Invite: https://discord.gg/Jwa8PKh

Following a rather long explanation, primarily to give Maschenny a few days to decompress, Vahn demonstrated the process of transplanting a person's Ego into a physical body using Asensio as his test subject. Icardi followed shortly after that, but, as could be expected, Eduan refused to undergo the process until matters on the Hidden Floor had been resolved. He didn't openly state his reasons for this, but, with a pill capable of formating the entire floor in his possession, it was pretty clear he was holding onto it just in case something went wrong.Considering he had spent the last six-thousand-years biding his time in preparation for such an event, Vahn wasn't particularly surprised by Eduan's decision. The man had a sense of responsibility far removed from his original self, and, though there were innumerable parallels between them, the two drastically differentiated in demeanor and resolution. After all, the latter had ultimately become one of the notoriously perverse and apathetic people in the entire Tower, so much so that he didn't seem to care about anything other than the women he had briefly taken an interest in. Data Eduan, however, had thousands of years to contemplate the drastic changes in his former friend's behavior, and, after the deletion of the other Great Warriors, he lived largely in isolation as children belonging to his real-world counterpart sought him out in an effort to prove themselves.Despite his despicable behavior and careless way of speaking, Vahn was well aware of the fact that Data Eduan still cared about his would-be children. Whether or not he loved them, however, was a matter up for debate. After all, they were effectively strangers to him prior to their entrance into the Hidden Floor and their subsequent attempt to kill him; so, if anything, it would be more accurate to say he felt partly responsible for his counterpart's failings as a father.Though he had many reasons for wanting to leave the Hidden Floor, Data Eduan's primary goal was to ascertain what transpired to make his original self into the man he was today. He simply couldn't accept that the latter had abandoned their ambitions to become the head of a dysfunctional family that predominately resented him. He also took offense to the fact that his counterpart had given up fighting for hobbies such as collecting artifacts and gallivanting around the higher floors in search of women and other forms of entertainment. This was a stark contrast to the expectations he had for himself, as, despite his belief that capable men could have multiple wives, he also believed that a man's primary purpose in life was setting an example for future generations and guaranteeing the integrity of their legacy.With how long-lived the people of the Tower could be, Eduan wasn't particularly surprised to learn that his real-world counterpart had more than a hundred wives. This was basically like picking up a new wife every sixty or so years, and, while that might not be a considerably long period of time for an immortal, it was a literal lifetime for a normal person.The problem was, rather than simply siring children with his wives, his counterpart in the real world didn't seem to care who his partner was. Far more troublesome, however, was the fact that there were people conducting pilgrimages to the Hidden Floor who were his children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren at the same time. The implications behind this were rather maddening, so, at the very least, Data Eduan wouldn't be content until he had slugged his original self in the face at least once...---Though it wasn't exactly a pressing matter, Vahn was beginning to grow annoyed with the fact they hadn't encountered a single Sworn Enemy after the previous incidents. To make matters worse, it was like the Big Breeders had simply disappeared, and, as far as Sis could tell, most of the residents of the Hidden Floor had vanished along with them. This was confirmed by an alarming increase in the number of unrendered regions, areas of the Hidden Floor that effectively ceased to exist due to the lack of an observer...Thinking about reasons why his faux selves would systematically move the residents of the Hidden Floor, the only thing Vahn could come up with was that they were planning to effectively erase the entire thing. They seemed to understand that it was impossible for them to directly eliminate their respective targets, so, rather than commit to a direct engagement, they seemed intent on relocating as many residents as possible before forcibly ejecting everyone present via a reset. This would make the Hidden Floor inaccessible for up to a year, and, as a result, those responsible for administrating the system would have ample opportunity to develop countermeasures and bolster security.In other words, while they still had time, it was becoming increasingly apparent that Sis' intrusions into the Hidden Floor's systems hadn't gone unnoticed. More specifically, it was him asking her to perform a number of unauthorized functions and his theft of a Big Breeder's Command Key that set the current events in motion. No system administrator in their right mind would simply ignore these kinds of developments, so, after failing to take Madara's team hostage, the solution they had come up with seemed to be ejecting everyone currently on the floor.Needless to say, Vahn wasn't particularly amused by this turn of events. Sure, he could relocate the Hell Train to the Little Garden and make a year pass in the blink of an eye, but it would still require them actually entering to complete their objectives. The mirrors that formed the two Hidden Floors weren't exactly normal artifacts, and, while they emulated Quantum-tier Super Computers, this was primarily the result of changes Gustang had made from within the sub-dimensional space. Because of this, it was virtually impossible to make changes from the outside without destroying the interior system and everything within.While it might not matter in the grand scheme of things, Vahn had never been the type of person to simply move on from a situation where he had decided to take action. Thus, while everyone else had been focusing on 'completing' the Hidden Floor, the majority of his efforts were dedicated to protecting the Town of the Wandering Minstrels while Sis attempted to utilize the Command Key to create a bridge between the two Hidden Floors.Unfortunately, without something to serve as an anchor on the other side, hacking into the Hidden Hidden Floor using the Command Key was like trying to access the files on a laptop that had its wifi card removed. There was nothing to receive the signal, and, as a result of the failsafes built into the system, even the Big Breeders could only use the Command Key whilst inside the Hidden Floor. This was to prevent them from making changes within the Hidden Hidden Floor, a sacred and restricted area that was only intended for Jahad and the families of the Great Warriors.Still, for the Big Breeders to have access to the Command Key within the Hidden Floor, there had to be 'something' connecting them. Thus, while it was like looking for a single needle within a universe filled with hay, it was only a matter of time before Sis discovered a path or took over the entirety of the Hidden Floor. After that, the only option their enemies could take would be 'separating' the two floors, but, with both mirrors being located in 'reality', this was impossible without external support.To this end, Vahn was relaxing at the edge of a large mineral onsen, his eyes somewhat glazed over as he viewed countless streams of data across multiple displays that only he could see. His ability to translate and understand all forms of language allowed him to interpret this data as actual words and images, so, while Sis was doing the bulk of the heavy lifting, he was closely monitoring regions of the Hidden Floor for any signs of Sworn Enemies or other anomalous events. Unfortunately, the only thing he had discovered thus far were isolated communities formed from the Data of Regulars who had previously conquered the Hell Train.Though there were exceptions to the rule, most of the communities Vahn had discovered were, for lack of a better descriptive, horribly fucked up. The inability to proactively grow stronger, combined with an environment that was as inhospitable as it was boring had led to the Data of many Regulars either losing their minds or deviating so far from the 'light' that they were practically monsters. This resulted in all kinds of monstrous communities being formed, and, unless you were strong, it meant becoming subservient to oppressors who would readily kill you knowing you would simply respawn at a later date.Immortality, for those who were unprepared or lacked purpose, was a vicious curse that could turn even the most saintly individuals into horrendous monsters. The size of the Hidden Floor also made it exceptionally difficult to encounter other Data Humans, so, whenever groups did meet, the stronger among the two almost always attempted to absorb the weaker. The only way to avoid a fate where you ended up as someone's immortal slave was to escape, but, as a result, you might find yourself alone for hundreds of years without meeting a single person.The crux of the matter was that the Data of Regulars who had completed the Hidden Floor were barred access to the regions designated as Stages. Had they not been, those who had treated the Hidden Floor like a playground would have continued doing so. This would have resulted in the establishment of a community where the strong ruthlessly suppressed the weak, and, unless they were inordinately powerful, anyone venturing into the Hidden Floor, rather than finding rewards, would find themselves at the mercy of excessively bored and opportunistic individuals.This was perhaps the greatest failing of the Hidden Floor when compared to systems such as the Virtual World and Eternal Sphere. The former focused too heavily on the idea of perpetuity and preserving the data of those that ventured within such that it effectively became an inescapable Hell for the data left behind. This was a stark contrast to the later systems, which, for the sake of ensuring things were as realistic as possible, accounted for the life, death, evolution, and even sickness. This had allowed the residents of the Eternal Sphere to literally evolve to the point that they were able to escape the confines of the system, and, while the Virtual World wasn't quite at that point, it was only a matter of time before some of the entities within developed Egos of their own.Fortunately, Vahn had been able to experience both the Hidden Floor and the Eternal Sphere, so, while he had yet to find a 'perfect' solution, he had a much better understanding of the changes that needed to be introduced to the Virtual World in order to ensure its stability. There was a very real chance that it would serve as an example for every reality under his governance in the future, so, before he ascended to become a Tier 7 entity, he was resolved to work out as many kinks as possible. For now, however, his main focus was searching for signs of his other selves while doing his best to systematically eliminate Data Humans who had ventured too far down the path of what any sensible person would consider evil. This was the reason for the glazed look in his eyes, as, with very few exceptions, most of the Data Humans he had stumbled upon had become more monster than man or woman...(A/N: Alternate Titles: 'I kind of feel bad for Data Eduan. Imagine someone coming from the future and telling you that they are not only your child, by your great-grandchild...that's a mega oof...','Sis is working hard for that MVP title...','The curse of immortality and infinite respawns...')https://bit.ly/2XBzAYu &lt;-(p.atreon link)paypal.me/EinlionDiscord Invite: https://discord.gg/Jwa8PKh

Chapter 1924: Resolution : Reprieve : Retreat