QunTZ!
Beat by beat they weaved.
QuuuuuuuunnTZ!!!
Legs touching opposing yet matching beats in time and space.
QTuunZ!!
The music flowed as the passion beat around the pair as they danced in that perfect unison.
QuuuuunnnTTTTZZZZZZZ!!!
Only those completely insync such as twins could have.
“That was great.” Julia clapped, their solo audience in their early morning workout.
“Oho ho ho ho ho like we would be anything else” Zexa and Xeza replied as they glimmered in oily sweaty leotards in the rays of the rising sun as they haughtily laughed as the machine tallied their score up, 100% perfect as they claimed the top spot for dance duos at the newest addition to Akitas Arcade, Tick Tock Evolution.
The rhythmic song and dance game had been a smash hit, it had helped that QTZ had pretty much made the entire album for it. Still as a side effect other than early mornings when the Church grounds were closed to the public, the fanboi line to use the machines was literally down the mountainside.
“Hah pay up.” Bridget smirked watching from the side as the twins proceeded to tease Julia before getting shooed off by QTZ’s girls as they cleaned up the area for public use.
“I was right about their singing capabilities though.” Akita could only grumble about the cheating twins as she gave Bridget a quick kiss between bites of their breakfast. “Neither of those megabytes can sing.”
“I agreed with that prediction and that's why I didn’t take that bet.” Bridget smirked at Akita's pouting before kissing her back “Their dials, they’re both literally tone deaf.”
“Doors open in 30 minutes.” they heard Cassie shout as Lavini moved to greet her. She was busy as always, though even more so in the morning as she made her rounds. The pitter patter of the twins' steps echoed down the hall as they raced towards the showers at the announcement, Julia following close behind.
‘Beep Boop beep Boop’
The sound suddenly began to ring as they paused in surprise. “One second, it looks like someone is calling me.” Akita said as a magitech display opened, her version of the srcy glass opened up showing a formally looking business Gnome. The well dressed elderly Gnome has seen better days, a thin line of sweat and stress lined his face.
“Hm? Mr. Alset, is something the issue? It’s rather early.” Akita asked not liking the general implications, after all calls at this time of day weren’t regular.
“Greetings Madam Akita, unfortunately I have some bad news,” Alset admitted after a moment. “We were hit by a large bandit raid last night and the goods you were shipping through us are among the items stolen.”
“What do you mean it was stolen!?!” Akita said, her voice as cold as ice. The Tick Tock Evolution booth was huge, which is why she even went with a trading company to manage its shipment.
“Be assured we are currently working with the authorities and some of the top bounty hunters to resolve the issue.” Alset started to explain.
“What about all the guards and security?” Akita cut in impatiently.
“Unfortunately we currently suspect a high level Pornomancer or such class was involved as all of the night guards were extremely bimbofied and share maybe a dozen brain cells left between them. Either way as you paid for the insurance plan I’m calling to verify if we are unable to recover the items we will cover it. Unfortunately I have several more calls to make so if you have any major issues please come into the office and we’ll have one of our associates guide you through the process.”
“Tsk, I understand. Thank you for the quick update and good luck with the search.” Akita nodded understanding the pressure Alset was probably under at the moment. They were one of the largest trade guides so who knows what else could have been stolen or what other clients he’d had to speak to.
“Thank you for your understanding. We will keep you updated on any major changes to the situation, Madam Akita.” Alset said before closing the conversation.
“Hmm, is there anything we can do?” Bridget asked in thought, having watched the conversation from the side.
“Maybe…” Akita paused in thought, TTE was a game booth it wasn’t tied to the networks except for updates also there were options like sending out the fanboi’s… “Hmm… Gather the Bytes!! It’s brainstorming time!”
“After the morning ceremonies.” Lavini interrupted with an understanding but busy look.
“Ah right that.” Akita blushed sheepishly.
$$$$
“Well done. Mr. Niwrad.” I said inspecting the stolen goods. The surprisingly clean shaven bandit leader was quite distinguishable from the rest of his crew, he was likely a former noble given his higher end leather armor and clothing, slicked long black hair, and lack of odor. The leader of the hired help had done their job surprisingly well, even if it was mostly just directing the labor for moving the stolen goods through my teleportation gates. Even if I told them they could grab whatever was in the warehouse we’d hit, I hadn't expected them to manage to actually clean it out. Still the more goods stolen the better, when everything was stolen it became impossible for the guild to figure out what was the actual target.
“Haha, that was smoother than I expected, Kainui. Your machines worked like a charm, I’m honestly surprised I didn’t even have to raise my sword once.” Niwrad smirked with greed in his eyes as we looked at the cavern full of stolen goods. While only a small portion was treasure, the sheer volume of raw materials stolen was still worth small fortunes.
“Why couldn’t we take any of those guard sluts with us.” I heard one of Niwrads gruffy inbred looking bandits complained, his slobbering demeanor along with his mullet and crooked blackened teeth made me want to cringe.
“Yeah I mean he said it’ll take a couple of hours for this teleport thingamajigs to recharge, why couldn’t we have some fun!?” Another shouted, his slack eyed, dimple ridden, crooked jaw-line face gave the previous inbred co-worker a run of the money for the title of ugliest.
“Don’t be dumbasses, kidnapped guards, even bimbofied are much easier to track and would get us put on even more lists than this job already will.” Niwrad scolded loudly, hand gesturing to his sword as he yelled at them. “If you have time to complain, get back to sorting before I sort you out.”
“As per our deal once the gates finish recharging you’ll deposit the machine into my location and then I’ll enable you to move your share of the goods to your location and that’ll conclude our business.” I mentioned it to Niwrad after the rabble got back to work, it looked like there might be a mutiny for a second but none were brave or dumb enough to challenge him.
“Hmm though it’ll be 12 hours before it’ll have enough mana to move everything” I said as I examined my teleporter gate. While it allowed us to get in position to steal and escape with the goods before any of the local authorities were any the wiser. The sheer volume of goods moved had used up far more of the energy reserves then I had intended. As such we were all temporarily stuck in the caverns of what had been intended as one of the mid transit points while they absorbed leyline energy to recharge.
“Sounds good, by the way I was wondering if you’d be willing to sell some of your Bimbofier Bombs. I’m honestly quite impressed by how they bypassed the guards' armors and wards.” Niwrad said with greed or was it revenge in his eyes. The Bimbofier Bomb had worked like a beauty, the guards didn’t know what had hit them before they were dumb sluts cumming their remaining brains out. Most bimbo defenses were designed to prevent astral and magical transformations. The bomb however worked on a physical dimensional level, essentially teleporting bimbo versions of the guards from other planer dimensions to replace their current bodies.
“Hmm I’ll consider it as long as operational security is maintained for the next 12 months.” I replied looking semi-thoughtful at the offer.
“6 months, we both know that the unknown bounties only last that long.” Niwrad cut back.
“We both know that we have more than enough goods today to last several years.” I haggled pointlessly. The numbers and retorts flew back and forth for several minutes before we finally settled.
“8 months then” I finalized with him, I had no intention of selling the bombs to him but giving him a hard but possible bargaining angle would absolve his short term demands.
“8 months it is Kainui, that should give me time to finalize my revenge.” Niwrad smiled with hatred that could only be vengeance.
“I think this will be a beautiful relationship,” I said with a wide smile as we shook hands. I fully expected him to attempt to back stab me if they figured out how to produce or operate my machines. Not that I was planning on letting them walk, the more loose ends wrapped up the better with large scale heists like this. Still that was something for a month or so after I relocated myself to somewhere more secure.
“Well in the meantime I will have a good look at my prize.” I said as I moved to the side cavern where my goal had been stored.
“Go for it.” Niwrad replied as he waved me off as he went to count the treasures and plot his revenge.
I went to examine the machine, the beauty that was the Tick Tock Evolution machine. So much magitechnogly had been packed into the machine, for such a frivolous reason as song and dance entertainment. I would reverse engineer it for greater purposes than this.
“Fufufu, I see you were successful” The sensual and playful voice whispered into my ear, no the voice lingered touching my very soul as it took all my self control not to spin or shout in surprise.
My benefactor and sponsor always enjoyed doing this and even after experiencing it a few times it took all my self control to remain calm as its pressure bore down upon me.
Erachrona the God of preordained time or Goddess of Destined Death depending on its mood stood next to me, above me, around me, around us all. Its web encompassed us all for all mortals deathly time was spun by her web.
The rabble didn’t even notice the Goddesses presence despite its overwhelmingly suffocating grasp. Though I knew she likely did that on purpose, you would never know they were watching unless they wished for it.
“How may I help you Goddess.” I finally replied after taking note that she was in her female form. It was clear by her rather sensual female form in the gothic webbing of a dress that she wore.
Her death aspect was stronger at the moment, not something that bode well but then again mortal deaths happened constantly so she usually appeared in this form. I could only recall the one time I had seen it in its male side, the weebonese kimono had been rather unique for that side.
Her multiple eyes honed in on me, hard yet licious chitinous ashy flesh held me, read me. Making it clear I could never hide anything from her as her mouth paused millimeters from my face as it broke into a wide smile that could likely grasp my head whole.
“I expect great things from you Kainui.” She chittered and just like that she was gone as suddenly as she had come. I paused deflating a bit as I let out the breath that I had been holding in. Gods can’t live without them but sometimes I wish I had never caught its eyes all those years ago. She never explicitly guided me on what to do but nonetheless whenever I needed something she would always have it or know of a way to obtain it. This time had been no exception, I had been researching how to create this device for years, only to find out that someone had beaten me to it and used it as a piece for an entertainment system. How vexing!
What had I been doing… ah yes Tick Tock Evolution I planned on taking it fully apart when I reached my labs but for now I could settle with examining its temporal scale motion guidance systems with the time we had.
Booting up the machine with one of my spare mana batteries I could only watch with begrudging entertainment as the lights and songs of the device drew me in a little. Even though I had to admit QTZ’s songs were catchy, I still had work to do and I would not be dissuaded.
Unscrewing the plates I opened the device. Circuits showed themselves to me but there were safety wards covering each one. “How novel. How novice” I found myself muttering, as I used my magitech claws to disable them all, while I did understand the need for them such a thing would only deter and stop novices though I guess the bandits I had hired would count as such.
Rifling through the internals I made note to categorize anything of particular interest.
D type Magiwave antenna.
Pressure plate weight distributor.
Sound wave Digitization Oscillator.
Ah here it was the temporal scale motion guidance systems. A defensive magitech of the highest caliber, it ensures no one can affect the dimensional or temporal scales with the space of the system. If it was on, my teleportation gate would have been rendered useless, it still grated at me that such high end magitech was used as an anti-cheating system in a mere game.
The system was tied right in the middle of several other systems which I guess was to be expected if it was designed to prevent cheating. Admittedly, even with my knowledge I didn’t recognize several of them. Suddenly the system pulsed with gathering ethereal mana, bright and brighter it glowed as the mana recycled within the system like a circuit.
Shit did I activate something!? I had gotten careless in my anger, magitech was dangerous but still, I was not a novice. I quickly cut the power but why was it still going!?!
The music, the rhythm beat all around me, the beats in time and space, the songs of zeroes and ones.
Mana pulsed off the circuit boards, instead of self containing they bounced off each other.
Shit I should have left the safety wards in place, they weren’t there to prevent intrusion but to contain the magitech cross contamination.
QunTZ!
“AHH!!” I screamed in pain and pleasure. Beat by beat the systems weaved together uncontrollably.
QuuuuuuuunnTZ!!!
My flesh pixelated in response as the oscillation rebounded uncontrollably off the digitization lattice. Time and Space seemingly matching yet opposing.
QTuunZ!!
The music flowed as my existence beat around myselfs in opposition? The pixels of self spreading splitting multiplying through the D waves through the planar lattice.
QuuuuunnnTTTTZZZZZZZ!!!
Synced and Unsynced the lattice transferred my data to compare across the systems; to update to evolve.
“AHAHAHH!!” I screamed in madness. My pixels, my soul was being torn, spread, evolving through the planar wide lattice. Transition systems were measured but uncontained my existence spread through the world, the lattice uncontrollably. Mortals were not meant to know, to see, to feel, to experience such things…
I was!!! WHAT? I? WASS?!?!?!!??
01001101 01000001 01000100 01001110 01000101 01010011 01010011
In my hundreds, thousands, of pixelated eyes everything solidified as a vision, a God, a Goddess, Erachrona spoke, touched me, as if everything was frozen in time.
“What is going on??” I spoke, I echoed, I acknowledged.
“Simply, you are dying. You overreached and your glittering web ends today, Kainui Bemen.” The Goddess spoke as her eight eyes watched MEmeMEmeMEmeeeee in horror, amusement, pleasure, disgust, pity, understanding, hatred, love.
I knew this is what she had been waiting, watching, leading me towards ever since she had seen my destiny, my death.
“I offer this only once, a place in the Xit Xot but understand if you accept this you will no longer be one with the Eternal Tapestry, you will be MINE forever.” Erachrona proclaimed an eternal agreement, an ending and a beginning.
“I…” I knew she had been waiting for this, but… but I didn’t want to die… I didn’t want to be Alone.
“I Accept!!!” I spoke, I shouted, I typed, I danced, I sang from each pixel split between the lattice. I refused to die so ignobly, there was too much to do, too much to see, too much left undone.
“So I claim this Era” Erachrona smiled in acknowledgement before its mouth opened wider and wider, a maw infinite in size consumed and claimed each one of me.
Snip
Death was? The end of the string of my life.
I died but I could feel my soul within her spin, as she weaved the essence into new lines of silken times of death.
The needle pierce the flesh, the soul, the existence of me.
A criss crossing the pattern flowed outwards forming a web with the finite pixels of self.
They bonded, they gathered the pixels of self crushed together into the shell that was once me.
From her Spinneret flowed the web of a dress, it flowed around me containing me remaking me.
The God Snipped a new line a new life undeathly of beauty long flowy webs of soul
Tick
Flesh bound together round Bosoms bonded together in the Gods leisure.
Frills stitched together round an hourglass of a Goddesses pleasure.
Lips closed softly together round a spinneret of infinite measure.
Tock
The Goddess Snipped, an end, a death.
Xit In her web the Beginning ended yet looped Xot
So My thread was tied to its web.
I was…
I am..
I evolved.
“Era of K” The words rolled out of my lips as I was reborn.
“Kismeta La Era has been Evolved”
$$$$
“Kismeta La Era” I moaned in pleasure cradling my newest champion daughter lover angel avatar apostle as she was reborn. Ah so beautiful, cute, slutty, sexy, manly, feminine, graceful, hateful, MINE.
All mine mine mine mine.
“What the fuck!?” Niwrad shouted in surprise.
“Ah yes there were other mortals weren’t there.” I paused to look at the pittable mortals assembled, my newest child having taken my attention that I accidentally allowed their pitiful selves to see me.
That would need to be corrected.
Hm…All the strings of their lives should have all come to a inglourious ending.
Originally they would die, Niwrad would betray Kainui leaving him to his unwinding pixaliation death instead taking the opportunity to steal his bombs.
The bombs booby trap would then go off transforming them all into bimbos.
The bimbos would all be too dumb to figure out how to use the teleporter much less escape the caverns.
As such they would slowly die of thirst days before being found.
How Pitiful.
How Pointless..
How Mortal…
Still none of their strings had a iota of promise.
Hmm maybe this Niwrad contained a little but it had long since knotted and clumped up.
How Sad.
How Useless..
How Mortal…
Still Kismeta was here now, not Kainui and Strings could be trimmed or changed or evolved.
“Who the fuck are you!?” Niwrad shouted as I lost interest in them.
“Kismeta I grant you leave of them.” I smiled, letting my newest child stretch all her arms, as foreseen she had little control as her claws burst forth before she sheepishly regained control of herself.
“Yes Mother” Kismeta blushed ever so much as she curtsied cutely.
“Nothing so stiff as that, call me by my name cutey” I said, petting her softly.
“Hai Erachrona” Kismeta smiled in pleasure before turning to the bandits who had drawn their weapons in fear and worry.
“This Era’s KnitKnot display shall be the #GLOWUP” Kismeta declared as her halo appeared. My symbol is the XitXot otherwise known to the mortals as the clock of death. Incidentally the Tick Tock Evolution machine began to play another song, it was rather upbeat, energetic, almost transformative.
“Interesting” I smirked as I allowed Kismeta to work.
There were some attempts at fighting but mere bandits could never hope to prevail against even a newborn Avatar, as she danced and weaved to the music.
Kismeta performed the #glowup on the first bandit, arms cleaning, arms dressing, arms beautifying, arms bimbofiying, arms transforming, arms pleasuring, in one swift motion as their screams changed from pain to pleasure to oblivion in a singular beating moment. The mortals strings extended evolving into cute, sluttily, stupidly, as their mortal shells were forcibly changed by her will. How cute that she was trying to mimic my changes to her to appease my preferences. It was rather amateur with how overly doll-like their flesh gleaned but still the cleansing was effective. They held much more promise, at least much more than the previous vainglorious possibilities. It would be a pity for them to end in the same meaningless mortal way, I shall grant them some reprieve but who… how???
“Ah yes fathers little lights, that will do.” I reminded myself before contacting his little priestess. It was the easiest method after all, even benign with my side of the time, they shared a similar essence to mine and would answer my calls. Those incense were always good at cleaning up after things like this.
“I won’t go down that easily!” Niwrad shouted as his string flared suddenly in brilliance, only to be devoured by my angel.
“#GLOWUP” Kismeta said as she fought, she won, splitting and retwining his, well her threads.
Ah the energy of youth, it reminded me of something of a Tick… a Tock… an Evolution.
“Still with Auntie coming back… those childs threads have been… entertaining.” I smiled looking at the machine, the TTE that she had built and the newest dolls of my child. Plans unwinded in my mind, the webs spread, after all the planar lattice could use some excitement as well.
“It would be a shame to not play with them a little. Isn’t that right little”
“Tick Tocks”
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