In the interest of halting any possible revenge cycles, if you have the desire to kill me for having killed you, I would be willing to kill myself such that you can have the satisfaction of my death and a week of suffering but without any possible repercussions to you or to what relationship you may still have with Johann.
I have no interest in ruining what friendship you have with him. Nor in continued hostilities.
If I cared, I wouldn't have walked into the really obvious trap. Try to have a plan for the door next time. It's little stuff like that that gets people's hackles up.
I killed you for my convenience, just as I died for yours. It was not your job to keep Johann's promises for him. We had not even met before then. My only concern is that you don't kill me, for the aforementioned reason.
Though your insides are interesting.
I have no intention of meddling with them, but there are certain similarities to Johann's physiology and certain large differences.
Depends what we're for, too. My youngest brother's mostly human, and I think the second Greed, too, but they're both for a very specific purpose. And pathetic.
I don't know how the older ones were put together. Just guess. My younger brothers... Sloth's a glorified chimera. Gluttony's made from the same gate I tried to open on deck. It closes about as soon as it opens when he uses it. He got me with it by accident once. Dimwit.
Alchemists. And the other one, I forget what they're called. Humans are better at the everyday stuff than we are, honestly, but they can't learn enough in their little lives and tiny spheres to accomplish much.
I expect not. I have not heard of alchemy being able to create beings like yourself in my world. Magic, certainly, but mages are not even supposed to live past infancy, let alone learn anything these days.
What people think is supposed to happen and what actually happens don't have much to do with each other. Ask your average person where I'm from, homunculi and philosopher's stones are both myths.
Short version is the gate didn't open the way it should have, and I had to tap my stone to activate the circle. I wanted to know if the depletion was permanent.
From what I understand, death resets one to the state one came to this place in. My hair was dyed before I died and has since returned to its straw color.
[He should probably keep this to himself, but he's not an alchemist. He can do alchemy, some of it pretty advanced, but he doesn't have the real depth of training. Never needed it. He's not good at thinking this way.]
Philosopher's stones are made with the energy from human souls. The more people you pour in, the stronger. Two or three for the ordinary stones we let out sometimes. Thousands for something like one of us.
I do not know your alchemy, but I would posit that the energy used to open the portal was ultimately captured by the Barge and or the Admiral, and thus could be reapplied to you upon your death. Energy cannot be created or destroyed, after all. Merely moved around. And from all evidence, the Barge is something of a closed system most of the time.
[ Someone's been reading a lot of science books donated by people while he's down in Zero. ]
That's what happened to the human batteries I tried to use. The barge grabbed them before I could use them. It's bad technique, anyway. I should have used them to build a stone and tapped that. But what I used to open the gate? It's still gone.
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I have no interest in ruining what friendship you have with him. Nor in continued hostilities.
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[ He had a plan but why show your hand if you don't have to? Underestimation is his favorite, even if it doesn't work as well on the Barge. ]
I did not think so, but better the question asked and answered.
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[It was handy in the moment and doesn't matter long term, but on balance, he'd rather not die again. Without a better reason. At the moment.]
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Though your insides are interesting.
I have no intention of meddling with them, but there are certain similarities to Johann's physiology and certain large differences.
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Greed, Lust, Envy, the other pathetic one?
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[He rolls his eyes so hard it hurts.]
I don't know how the older ones were put together. Just guess. My younger brothers... Sloth's a glorified chimera. Gluttony's made from the same gate I tried to open on deck. It closes about as soon as it opens when he uses it. He got me with it by accident once. Dimwit.
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Your world has mages, then?
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Least painful way I've ever died, thanks.
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I was hoping so.
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May I ask what you were testing?
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[He should probably keep this to himself, but he's not an alchemist. He can do alchemy, some of it pretty advanced, but he doesn't have the real depth of training. Never needed it. He's not good at thinking this way.]
Philosopher's stones are made with the energy from human souls. The more people you pour in, the stronger. Two or three for the ordinary stones we let out sometimes. Thousands for something like one of us.
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[ Someone's been reading a lot of science books donated by people while he's down in Zero. ]
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So you are permanently depleted by that action?
[ This is not the curiosity of an enemy but someone finding out something fascinating. ]
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