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687 - FAFO 3
🕑 Added 2024-08-08 06:09:32 +0000 UTC“I won’t beat around the bush. I need everyone to work together to resolve this situation swiftly and minimize damage,” Aron began, addressing all the targeted personnel, as usual, keeping to his word of not beating around the bush from the start.
“For starters, let’s review what led us to this point when everything seemed cordial just moments ago,” Aron began rhetorically. Before anyone could respond, a video played, showing the two tree folks revealing their plans to kill and take over shortly before Aron had taken decisive action against them.
This revelation sent shivers down the spines of everyone watching, regardless of their power scale. None could match his speed and decisiveness, which was both awe-inspiring and intimidating.
“I understand that this video might seem abrupt and lacking context, but I won’t waste time elaborating on it right now. The full recording of the meeting will be released once we’ve dealt with the current situation,” Aron said, preemptively addressing any potential complaints from the Proximian side. He wasn’t concerned about his own side, as everyone present, barring the livestream viewers who couldn’t do anything anyway, were government employees.
“Now, for the Proximians, I understand that the sight of their actions might be daunting due to your respect for them or fear of their power. Let me assure you, I won’t be utilizing either your forces or mine to deal with them directly. Instead, I will handle it personally. What I need from you is to coordinate with the remaining three of your creators who are aligned with me to minimize the damage and ensure your safety. I don’t want their plans to cost you any more than necessary,” Aron said, addressing any fear or potential rebellion from the Proximians by clarifying his intentions and emphasizing their safety.
“You will receive…” Aron began, but he was interrupted by a sudden pause as he turned his head towards a distant point where the viewers could see nothing. “I was wondering why they weren’t revealing themselves,” he added, speaking in a lowered voice that was still audible to everyone.
“I don’t have much time, so I’ll be brief,” Aron said, concluding his address. “Every government institution capable of assisting will receive detailed instructions on their tasks. I expect you to follow them precisely. I need to attend to other matters now.”
As he finished speaking, thousands of small dots became visible, converging from almost every direction towards his location.
The ships in the area swiftly picked up everyone on the ground, rising into space and positioning themselves at a safe distance from the unfolding situation. Only Aron and Rina remained on the planet.
Due to the change of the situation, Lee was being transported to the ship, tasked with protecting Ayaka, who would be delivered to her designated location by the vessel she was in.
“I’ll see you soon,” Rina said, her magic cycle manifesting near her stomach. With a trail of sonic booms, she took off into the distance. She was heading out to fulfill his request, ensuring that any locations attacked while Aron was occupied would have someone to handle the situation.
Aron let a small smile slip as he waved at Rina’s departing figure. The smile quickly faded as he turned his attention back to his approaching guests.
“How many are they?” Aron asked, slightly surprised. While he anticipated that they might split their consciousness into multiple humanoid forms, he had expected no more than a hundred or, at most, a thousand each. Seeing over two thousand approaching him was far beyond his expectations. (there are two enemies)
{Currently, there are five thousand of them. But I don't think they're bringing everything they have from the start if they believe they can handle you with just this force. There are likely more where that came from,} Nova informed him, reminding him to stay focused.
“I know, I know. Communicate with the remaining tree folks and gather as much information as you can about how I can handle them, keeping the system's requirements in mind,” Aron instructed, with the last part relayed mentally. Aware that he was being watched live by nearly the entire empire, he decided to use this opportunity to demonstrate his full capabilities, sending a warning to those who previously only saw his military and thought that only that art about him was powerful.
As he spoke, his shoes, socks, coat, waistcoat, and tie began to liquefy and flow toward his right hand. The nanomachines converged, forming a single-edged sword with a cyberpunk aesthetic, perfectly designed for cutting through wood.
“You’re making things harder for yourselves. Do you really think there’s a scenario where you come out as the winners?” about a hundred of the five thousand hovering soldiers spoke in unison.
“I should be the one asking you about the version of the information you’ve collected from both your people and mine. Did you ever see yourself winning?” Aron asked, engaging in the conversation. He saw no harm in speaking, as the longer it went on, the more benefits he gained. This delay worked in his favor since the other side had all the time to prepare.
While Aron was speaking, Nova tagged the hundred humanoids who spoke in unison. She pinged them with a single color, marking them as controlled by one of the two tree folks.
“You seem to have forgotten that there is a six-month buffer between us and your so-called formidable military that is still in construction, and currently, you’ve only brought about a million with you. One of us should be enough to deal with you,” another group of humanoids spoke in unison. “That’s why I’m wondering why those three betrayed us.”
As they spoke, Nova quickly tagged this new group with the same color as the first batch, noting the speaking patterns and recognizing some from the previous group.
“HAHAHAHAHA!” Aron couldn’t help but laugh at the statement and the naivety of the two tree folks.
His laughter seemed to irritate them. They immediately activated their magic cycles and launched a coordinated attack.
BOOOOOOOOOM.
