Eva was certain she had less total energy. She had no choice but to break through, but first she needed an opening. She grit her teeth as she studied her opponent. Orsethii was clearly a highly practiced hand to hand combatant. Her moves were clean and precise - the product of years of practice. Ev
“Fine. I’ll go first,” Eva continued, “Before I woke up in this universe, my hangar had twenty-one different S-ranked mecha chassis. Can you believe that? A suit for every occasion. Too bad I didn’t get to keep a single one. How ‘bout you? Did you get to keep your Devastator Mecha?” Orsethii’s eyes
Cries of victory and loud cheers erupted from all around the arena. The anti-human section was especially celebratory after seeing Eva take the massive hit. Some were already ecstatically chanting “Crush The Ape” in absolute unison, over and over. Eva’s vision blurred as she fought to stay consciou
Eva realized there was only one thing to do. She stepped forward and knelt down on one knee. Then she closed her eyes, began her meditation, and activated her Ascendant Form. She looked deep within herself and immediately went to see what she could do about her head. No way could she fight if she w
Orsethii was taken aback, and her eyes grew wide. The surprise abated almost immediately, but some of the anger still remained. “Just kill me and get it over with, human,” she said, her voice sullen. “You’ve humiliated me enough.” “No,” replied Eva. “Who cares about being humiliated? Neither of us
“So you’re telling me that Bellum Aeterna never had this Godeater thing?” asked Eva. Both Eva and Miko were on a video call with Jackson Stone, and had more than a few questions for him since they last spoke. Because he didn’t mention either Drogar or Godeater at that time, they assumed that they w
Jackson shook his head adamantly as he wiped his eyes dry. “No, no, no,” he said. “Our published code was clean of all that crazy testing. I mean, yeah, of course there were bugs. But I mean, I think all that was stolen from us was information rather than code. Database assets, not the engine. So a
Friends were necessary to survival. “Solo, huh?” he said. “I’m impressed.” “Don’t be,” she replied. “The game ate up a good chunk of my life. Some days, that was all I ever did.” “You’re making it sound like you enjoyed wasting your time.” “That’s exactly what I mean. Years of my life disappeare