Arriving at the Dump Yard
"So, will you never take action, just like a Genre Representative?" Hazen asked in the end, feeling a crippling sense of defeat.
"No, I'll take action to save Stencil, Gehera, Rhizen, and Rahakh." Compass Carburettor said without batting an eye, "I'm just no longer emotionally invested in them. But I have my objectives geared straight, which is why I am no longer blocking the external influence of Mortality."
"It's fine even if my mind gets polluted. I'll march towards my objectives without issue."
"Thank goodness," Hazen sighed in relief before he asked, "So, what now? What's our first step?"
"Do you have a concept you're representing?" Compass Carburettor asked.
"No, I don't." Hazen shook his head, "All I managed to do is steal the minds of some Systems recently. I haven't come across any means to attain a concept yet."