Panzer Drake ( 10 - Part 1 )

Sigh... alright... might as well continue working on this damn gun, I theorized a solution to my issues while eating breakfast, now I just gotta put them in reality... maybe while I'll work I'll listen to a podcast or something.

Do podcasts exist in StarDuster?

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No, apparently not... I can't find anything.

Well, whatever... might as well talk to myself while experimenting.

I feel like I am getting railroaded by something... like, my choices don't matter and I always end up in scenarios despite my circumstance.

Like... anything could happen to me at any moment and I'd just have to accept it, sometimes my thought process changes, sometimes even my personality and morality... It's like... there is someone else inside of me.

I don't think Crimson is still here.

I got notified of his deletion, there is no way someone survives that... right? Well, anywho... with that flag raised I definitely need to look into this whole thing.

The only thing I can think of is that something is wrong with mentally...that or some bullshit thing with arbitrary meaning.

God damn it... what was Helious... what was that whole Neolithid phase... what the FUCK is transference-!

Gah-! It doesn't meaning anything to me, and it doesn't get fucking explained, so why should I fucking care-!

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* Sigh *

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... God dammit...

Alright...

So, what do I do... I feel like the world is on my shoulders, all eyes on me... if I can't figure it out, then I am just a failure... but if I do, it's just to be expected... problem is, I have no solution.

It's times like these were I miss people talking in mind, being told what to do is so much easier on me... it's like my default setting or whatever...

Man... I miss the good ol' days on earth, before I had to worry about time manipulating schizophrenics with a hero complex, the only thing I had to care about was making guns and looking good for meetings.

Hm.. wait... that's a memory, nice.

Alright... what time is it now...

6pm.

... Already?

Holy shit, time flies fast when your talking to yourself and remembering your past...

I haven't even finished this thing yet...

Ugh, why am I even making a gun... I can't aim without my eyes-!

I shouldn't need to remind you, but I am not a good marksmen-! There are millions of better snipers than me, in fact, I am not even a sniper any more-!

I'm a fraud marksmen-!

Ugh . . . alright, well . . .

Anyways, Wingdings, I sense an etching of wingdings in my arm with my Mana Sight shit

If this turns out to be bad, first thing I am doing when I figure out to control time is going back to when I made this arm and give myself a good slap.

I... don't really know wingdings that well, but I can recognize them, not hard to either way, but... whatever.

It's mostly what looks to be a peace sign and a finger pointing downwards... it goes Peacesign-Down-Peacesign-Down ect in a repeating pattern...

I don't like it, it's very ominous, but I can't really do anything about it . . .

Can you translate system?

| Confirmed |

| HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA |

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O K ?

. . . that's a little wierd . . .

Well, I am going to keep a focus on it in case it changes... I wonder, maybe this will be the voice in my head for this new arc.

Speaking of focus, I have made slight developments in terms of my vision... If I keep constantly aware of my own body I can see myself at least which means I can properly administer drugs into my arm.

That's a joke by the way.

Anyhow, it is now almost night again... I spent the entire day working, and likewise I am going to spend the entire night working on my projects... they say the best solution to a problem is perseverance, I haven't given up on making this Gauss canon work... and certainly, it is nearly complete... one problem left to tackle however, ammunition.

Currently, the side arm properly launches a payload into a target at the same speed as an average hand-gun, enough to cause some serious damage, but not enough to be considerable in one aspect... the purpose of Gauss weaponry is to cause the payload to puncture and detonate a target with only the use of physics.

Turns out, it's really fucking hard to make something so small explode without explosives within, I can't fucking put explosive material inside the payload as the pressure, speed, and the body of the payload's material trigger the explosion long before it reaches a target, AKA in my fucking face.

I could try void crystalization, thing is, I don't want to lose another fucking arm. I would be at negative arms then... unless I use my void arm to... no, that wouldn't work, the arm is a physical manifestation of void as opposed to crystalized void... different in one aspect, the void arm can act as physical matter whereas the crystals remove physical matter...

This sucks...

I... don't have a solution. Best guess, I just have to settle for waiting to upgrade my proficiency in Alchemy and Void until I can make this, thing is, the only way I know how to raise it is by skill points... second, I don't want to spend too much resources into Void due to those warnings I've gotten.

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Hey, wait-

The Wingdings changed...

What do they say now, system?

| Translating... |

| DESTROY THE DRAGON, CONSUME THE HEART |

Alright, I'll consider that.

If I see a Dragon I guess I'll do that, but...

' the' ? Is it a specific one? Ugh, is this supposed to help me or something? Does consuming a Dragon's heart do something for me?

It would just be digested right? Or, no, wait... there are Dragon Hearts in the storeroom, after all this is a Draking ship . . . so, do I go and try and steal one? They would probably notice though . . . maybe I should ask for one . . .

Would that count?

It doesn't fulfill the first half, but consuming the heart would be checked off!

I'll have to ask the captain for a heart, I do know they have some on board . . .