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"I accept."
~So be it, engraved upon your soul. A pact from the wanderer's of old. Reality shall deceive you no longer. Your calls, shall always be answered, O brother mine.~
[!User has gained "The Ahamkara's Favor": See the world as it is, Intertwined strings of fate. No one may deceive your sight. Unravel the secrets of their very soul. The remains of Ahamkara's answer to you.]
Void's felt a sudden burn in his chest. "This feeling, just like the eyes."
He felt pain, indescribable pain. His heart was singed by fire, molten blood ran through his veins. Void dropped to his knees, his heart skipped a beat, pounding erratically.
"....I can't see" Pitch black shrouded his eyes, the world went dark for but a moment.
Visions rushed to his mind, like a veil lifted from his eyes. His consciousness sped through the an ethereal space, shimmering lights racing by him. Instantly, Void felt his soul being yanked back.
The light returned to his eyes, Void struggled to his feet. His glanced around, the world seemed, different.
"Is this, light?" He stared at his palm, as the faint silhouette of the energy flowing his veins was highlighted.
He could see far more. He could feel, the concentration and flow of energy. The twists and turns in one's psyche.
The Ahamkara spoke up once more, seeing as Void had adapted to his new ability
~See the world as we do, O brother mine~
It all immediately clicked. The reason why Ahamkara's could manipulate the world so freely. Why they targeted guardians. It was all for the energy he could feel coursing through him.
"To perceive energy this way. Frightening."
~We shall speak again, O brother mine. I bid you farewell.~
"Wait...What is your name."
~Zamyr~
A harrowing whisper echoed, the remaining wisp of soul scattered as Zamyr's presence vanished, leaving the skull.
"His energy disappeared" examining the skull in his palms, now it was simply a pile of old bones.
He tossed it back into his inventory, "Obsidian, how long till Levi reaches?"
"Examining current trajectory....He's engaged in hyper-speed, estimate is 10 minutes" Obsidian replied instantly, as it circled Void, scanning him from head to toe.
Obsidian raised a concern, "I am detecting Ahamkara energy in your vitals now. The pact, it changed something in you. Its messing with my radar."
"I felt the change, I can perceive energy now more fluidly now. It's....weird."
Analyzing Void's energy signature, Obsidian felt intrigued, "It is...weird. Your energy signatures are starting to match a warlocks. The constant fluctuation of energy, arcane magical signatures. But how?"
"It must be the pact. I gained the Ahamkara's favor. A chance to see as they do."
"Hmm, I need to study this longer. We should check your stats."
Void immediately pulled up the status screen.
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{Legendary Guardian System}
Name: Void Blade
Level: 37 --> 40 ! (New super unlocked)
Light Level: 80
Subclass: Nightstalker Shadowfiend (Lv 5/10) (Shadowshot Deadfall/Spectral Blades)
[Weapons]:
Primary: Vestian Dynasty (Sidearm)
Secondary: Grimm Citizen III (Auto Rifle)
Heavy: Radegast's Fury (Rocket Launcher)
[Gear]:
Helmet: Ghost Angel (80 LL)
Grips: Jackknife 2.1 (78 LL)
Chest: Sanction Six (82 LL)
Strides: Scarlight Boots (85 LL)
Class Item: Ghost Angel Cloak (70 LL)
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Combat Perks: (10 Unlocked)
~Spectral Mastery: During combat, move with a flurry of dashes, your figure flickers, confusing your enemies.
~Spectral Shade: In combat, enemies have a higher probability of losing your presence if you break line of sight.
~Sixth Sense: As a hunter, you're able to sense danger a fraction of a second before it occurs.
~ Dagger mastery: As a skilled blade master you're able to masterfully wield daggers whether it is in long or short range encounters.
~Void Imbalance: Grenades are likely to explode immediately when shot with void weapons or void energy.
~Acrobats Dodge: Masterfully dodge your opponents, successful attack dodges allow instant counters and parries.
~Advanced Agility: You move fast guardian!
~Triple Jump: Jump twice in the air using an intermediate mastery of light.
~Gilded Blade: Your melee attacks have a chance to trigger void singe on champion enemies
~Void Sense: Your glare pierces through the enemies, revealing their weaknesses, highlighting critical spots.
[Passive Perks]: (2 unlocked)
~ Crafting Lv. 3/10
Remarks: If you tried really hard, just maybe, you might turn a sheet of metal into a thin chest plate.
~ True Sight Lv. Max
Remarks: Perceive the world for what it is, immune to mental and psychological attacks. Your gaze pierces through the unknown.
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"I leveled up, and gained a new skill." His eyes scanned the list of abilities, eventually reaching the passive perks.
"I think what we're looking for is True Sight. It's already at max level. There's not much mentioned but, it says I am immune to mental and psychological attacks." Void contemplated the depth of that claim.
Obsidian scanned Void a few more times as he came to a conclusion, "Your nervous system has been modified. It seems to be an upgrade, the Ahamkara must've caused some sort of physiological change."
"It seems to be permanent."
Void shrugged, "As long as its not causing harm, we should be good to go."
Obsidian exhaled a helpless sigh, "I hope so."
"By the way, run the archives for me. Forge of the worlds. What is that." Void recalled.
"That's an odd name for a place. Ok running the archives, this will take a moment."
"....."
"Done. Referencing city records, there's been no mention of any such place. Although, I did find this buffalo forge eatery at the 88th floor, quite a unique menu. Ooh, nice reviews there as well, buut...I don't think that's what we're looking for."
"Stop screwing around."
"Alright, alright....Let's see...Aha! Found one match. Hmm, this is quite tricky... A very old mission report, from the early city age. Just need some authorization codes....and done."
"It seems like the mission was eventually locked down by the warlock order. Everything is basically wiped out."
Void stroked his chin, "Just get the guardian who reported, maybe we can find out more."
"Ok, checking the data logs. There was only one entry in the mission report, and it was by....Huh, Andal Brask...."
Void's face stiffened, "You're joking....Right?"
Obsidian immediately swayed its eye, "As much as I like that look on your face....There's no other sources."
Taking a deep breath, the two came to the same conclusion.
"The mission was locked down?"
Void scoffed, "and the warlocks got involved?"
"Either those bastards gave up."
Obsidian chimed in, "Or there is something they are trying to hide."
"We both know its the latter." He walked towards the lobby and grabbed a chair.
"I will try to erase my footprints. Keep the city off our back." Obsidian got to work.
" The vanguard probably knows, its best to keep it to ourselves for now."
"Agreed."
Suddenly, a ship's engine roared as it pulled into the parking bay. A chrome shelled, navy blue, beetle shaped Jumpship with various modifications.
An instant later, Levi jumped out the hatch, spotting Void he hurried over.
"Damn, you guys ended early huh? Captain was still wrapping it up but I kinda snuck off to come back."
The two rocked fists as Void ogled the Jumpship.
"Quite a beauty there."
"Yup, limited edition. I call it, Cicada-one"
"So, what's with the ping?"
"Nothing, we just thought the squad was back early." Obsidian answered.
"Yeah, thought I'd show off my new collection to everyone." Void grinned.
Levi smirked, "Oh yeah? Your collection? Maybe you should take care of those golden-age scraps you've been hiding behind the lunar warehouse. Bandit's been eyeing that stuff for weeks.
"Wait what?"
"Um hmm, I am pretty sure that guy even snuck a few out to sell off. Tough luck bud."
"...."
"Are you serious?"
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Levi's face scrunched up, his nose flared, a strange sensation spreading on his face, he glanced at Void, his eyes narrowed.
"Something...feels off. You doing alright?" He peered over Void's shoulder.
A faint shiver coursed through his veins, Void clenched the hand behind his back as an ahamkara bone appeared within.
"Think you're just feeling the blues, or maybe its this thing?" he presented the bone and spun it around.
Levi backed up slightly as he gestured with a flat palm, "Yeah probably, I just felt an ick. Don't keep those bones around you too long, think they rub off or something. Just gave off a weird whiff to me."
Void shrugged as he tossed it back into the inventory. Internally, he smirked. 'Monstrous bastard. To think he almost detected the ahamkara's blessing through instinct alone.'
There wasn't much to say, Void was still inexperienced in using his new power. On the other hand, Levi was perhaps the second best in the squad.
A sudden thought crossed his mind, Void raised a brow.
"You ever met the old Hunter vanguard?" He asked, a curious look in his eyes.
"Andal Brask? Maybe... a few times. He was good, freaky good with his staff. I didn't know him much, why the sudden interest?" Levi raised a brow.
"Nothing really. The captain doesn't seem to talk about him much. Just wanted to know who he was."
Levi rubbed his nose, memories flashing by. "Probably shouldn't mention it to him though. Might get sentimental and all. It was a hard loss."
Void nodded, "I will keep it in mind. You finished reporting?"
Levi leapt towards the ceiling beams, his ship roared to life. "Nah, I told Cory to take over. I gotta go deal with some shit near The Steppes. Caves full of hive, or so I heard."
Void's eyes turned gloomy, "Hive?" A sudden urge to caution came, but he suppressed it. 'No, it can't be. It's far too early.'
"Well, that's what the city patrol said. Gotta jet, see you around." Levi waved a swift salute with his finger, disappearing, his ship flared up and shot through to the horizon.
Void's eyes traced the skies, the faint silhouette of the moon lingering behind the Traveler's pale white husk.
His face stiffened, "At least I hope it isn't."
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[A few hours later, Consensus Hall]
Sudden oppressive aura weighed down the room, Ikorra faced the walls, hands behind her back, with an ashen glare.
Cayde stood to the side, nimbly juggling a dagger between his hands.
Zavala's transponder lit up, he immediately accepted. "Old Friend, I hope you bring me good news."
Saladin's rugged voice resounded, "Hmm, we found them. There were three. It's taken care of, I hope that's all the vanguard needs me for."
Zavala flashed a proud smirk, "Thank you. The city won't forget your contributions....Neither will I." He disconnected the line.
Cayde swiped the dagger and flicked, planting it in the wooden table stretching the across the room.
Ikorra faced the two, faint light spilling from her glare. She nodded.
Zavala wasted no time as a red alert notified the consensus representatives. Calling them all to a mandatory hearing.
Within a matter of minutes, the top brass of the city sat across the table. Faction leaders, squad captains, and the elites had all rushed to reach the hall.
The speaker made his presence known as he descended from his study, joining the table. All sat quietly, a suffocating pressure emanated from the Vanguard trio.
Although it was intentional, the rest didn't dare to speak up. They simply endured. As for those who couldn't, they drove their nails into their palms, struggling to stay upright. To faint now, was simply an insult to their legacy as guardians.
Zavala spearheaded the hearing, taking charge as he stood up. "Gentlemen, you're all gathered here for one purpose. You define the city, its people and its culture. Your responsibility is the safety of its people, and the light."
His eyes turned heavy, fist scraping against the table. "But it has come to our attention. That perhaps the power and authority given to you, was misplaced. To compromise the safety of guardians and the city, for your own whims. An unforgivable deed."
The air turned sour, all glanced around, gossip and whispers began to echo.
Ikorra's hand balled into a fist, her aura scattered through the room. "That's enough!"
A stiffening silence took over. None dared to break it.
She didn't mince her words, "I will cut to the chase. What he's trying to say is simple."
"The Vanguard gave you permission. But you turned your backs on the city, filling your own pockets. Did you think we didn't know?" Her eyes glanced over the faction heads.
Jalaal and Hideo, leaders of Dead Orbit and New Monarchy shifted in their chairs. Whereas Lakshmi from Future War Cult remained exceedingly calm, her bionic eyes seemed to twitch ever so slightly as Ikorra's gaze brushed past her.
"Failure is not the end. However, your decision to not call for backup endangered the city by releasing enemies we could not hope to finish off later."
Jalaal and Hideo had bitter faces, they had gambled with their personal squads and failed, earning the ire of the Vanguard.
"As such, the Vanguard has decided to restrict the faction authorities. From now on, for any executive decision. Factions must report to the city."
Ikorra's words caused a stir in the room, a mistake this deadly deserved to be punished. Yet, restricting their authority was not something they could easily swallow.
The words struck a nerve for Jalaal, the Arach had tried his hardest to keep growing for his cause. But step and step again, he felt belittled by the Vanguard.
"This is...unacceptable. I know we made a mistake. But I assure you we, Dead Orbit, could have handled it on our own. I cannot accept this decision. I refuse." He blurted out.
"What?" Ikorra turned towards him, her words laced with fury.
Jalaal gulped, "The Vanguard leads the guardians. But the factions cannot be denied. We work for a cause. A free cause. Our squads thought they could do it alone. The price for this failure shouldn't be to stab us in the back. The city should help us grow, and become better."
Zavala felt irked, "The city, owes you nothing. You owe everything to this place. There are no special favors, for anyone."
His face twitched, Jalaal felt his blood rush to his head. "Is that so? That is not what the Vanguard follows. I for one, refuse to believe that this is all fair. After all, you all have your own specialists, is Dead Orbit just supposed to accept this denial to train our own?"
Jalaal got to his feet, preaching to the room.
Cayde put his feet down from the table as he chimed in, "What pray tell specialists are you on about? Can't point fingers this fast buddy."
"Oh please. Do you think Dead Orbit has no connections? No eyes in the city? The Praxic fire answer only to you, so do all your secret keepers." He gestured to Ikorra.
"But what infuriates me the most is the fact that a new guardian, has been shown such favoritism. You cannot possibly deny this, something under your own command?" Jalaal swiped his wrists.
A holographic image enlarged to show Void's profile. Immediately, Zavala's face turned grim.
"You accuse us of forming private forces and currying favor. But isn't that what you are all doing? How is the Vanguard any different?"
Jalaal's words echoed in the room, drawing eyes.
"This guardian has only been active for a few months at best. Yet he served directly under the Vanguard commander. Not only that, I've heard the Praxic fire recruited him for many private missions."
"Is it not true that his own squad captain holds no authority over him? He joins any fireteam he wishes, even now, he joined an external fireteam. Do you really plan to believe that the Vanguard is not growing their own specialists as we speak?"
His eyes turned towards the other factions and elites, presenting his case.
"I find this all very suspicious."
Zavala couldn't hold his anger any longer, his face turned a light hue of red. He slammed the table with his fist. "That is all restricted information."
"There has been no such training of operatives to serve the Vanguard, never was and never will be. I find your accusations to be preposterous at best."
Surveying the room, Zavala took in a short breath, as all leaned towards his next words.
"The guardian you referred to as favored, has risked his life at every opportunity to serve the city, through his own volition. He was neither urged nor forced."
Void's picture shifted to present his mission logs. Many elites nodded with approval.
"As for his involvement in the Praxic Fire and external teams. It is simply the need for a skilled guardian. One that could move freely. Most of you were all present to witness Kabr and Pahanin invite him on their own accord."
Zavala's voice turned gruff, "To slander a guardian who has served the city so freely. I cannot imagine a worse outcome."
The speaker inched closer to the table, his voice soothing the room. "I understand Dead Orbit's frustration. But the Vanguard is right. Full control in critical situations is necessary. A divided command is of no use to the city."
His eyes shifted towards Jalaal, "As for accusing the Vanguard of favoritism. I assure you, that all these opportunities were provided to your faction too. The only difference is, Void actually succeeded."
Jalaal felt his face burn with shame.
"I hope that clears it all up."
Ikorra stepped forward, building on the speakers momentum. "All those in favor of restriction faction movements." She raised her hand.
The majority followed, another voice chimed. "All those against."
A few elites and faction leaders raised their hands, however the vote was evident.
"So the Consensus has decided." The Speaker concluded the meeting decisively, as all members ushered themselves to the door.
Jalaal had a pensive look on his face, regrouping with his members. He shared the news, as morale fell to an all time low.
"I know we failed, but can't we get another chance? The Vanguard is being too harsh." A guardian spoke up.
Jalaal shook his head, "They don't seem to listen." Instantly, his eyes lit up.
"I have no idea why, but there is one man they favor. Keep an eye out for him." He shared Void's profile, passing it around Dead Orbit.
Unfortunately as it was, Void had attracted some big names towards him through this incident at the consensus. His own choices had somehow affected the consensus, earning him new enemies and allies.
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