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Chapter 153: The Day I Tried To Live

Chapter 153: The Day I Tried To Live

Under each of their feet, —a pair of pink dress shoes, and a pair of black knee-boots, leaves and twigs crunched as these two walked through the thicker part of the forest their home estate occupied.

In search of the Ryuzu replicants, this duo of spirits had but a few more to find and stabilize, as part of their goal of preserving them.

So far from home, these clones, made up of artificial Od, hadn't adjusted themselves to the habits and routines of their existence here. The Sanctuary, keeping them closed off to the outside world, had helped keep them from overexerting themselves. Similar and almost unchanging stimuli had caused them to never expel too much effort, —or rather, energy into new discoveries and fascinations.

Not only were they suddenly small fish in a big pond, —but in an entirely new pond in general, this new plethora of newfound information and stimuli was causing the replicants to expend more energy than they naturally accrued.

In a way, these two spirits were going out to tell them all to slow it down, and not feel the need to work so hard.

Algol, a replicant herself, could feel a familiar sentiment from the vessel she occupied. Going from living in one, closed off area brought a sense of security. But dropped off in an entirely unknown one, the replicants naturally wanted to map it all out and foster that same sense of total familiarity they were accustomed to.

However, only in a closed off space like the Sanctuary, was that possible. Here in the expansive Kermaldy Forest, even the oldest, most experienced woodsmen only knew a tiny fraction of it.

Quite simply, these replicants were having a fit of anxiety trying to process it all.

To solve this, it required Beatrice, a fellow artificial being, to temper their Od, and correct that feeling.

Algol, in this mission, was serving as her own solution. Given she was a spirit occupying one of these artificial Od having replicants, this tempered Od of hers was the perfect template for Beatrice to use in her therapy she was prescribing to these still troubled newcomers.

Over the past few days, they had found the vast majority of these replicants, but naturally, given the different stimuli they had come across, some were more anxious than other, and because of that, were harder to locate.

Thankfully, only a handful remained up to be found, and given how quickly they had found the earlier ones, had plenty of time to come across the remaining ones.

And in truth, Algol was enjoying this time with someone she viewed as a very wise, perfect example of what she could hopefully become.

Beatrice, knowledgeable in not only magic, but many, many disciplines, was someone Algol looked up to as with the highest of esteems and prestige. Many times, she proved her usefulness as a contracted spirit to Subaru, not only with her wit, but her strength as well.

Both things, Algol felt, she lacked to provide to the one she owed her life to, —to her contracted individual. To YN.

Naturally too, the vessel she occupied, Pico, a replicant of the original Ryuzu Meyer, also found herself drawn to Beatrice. For what reason or purpose, she didn't know, but given what YN had told her from what Ryuzu Bilma had about the past of Ryuzu Meyer she herself had seen, Algol could only guess it was a lingering disposition for all those hundreds of years ago that never truly faded away.

In both her own desire, and wanting to honor her vessel for which she was thankful for, Algol found herself tagging along with Beatrice often, trying to do all she could so the drill-haired spirit would continue to take her under an unofficial tutelage of sorts.