SRW: Reversal Omega 2

[Metal Zeta]

"....GAAH! No...No...I'm not...I'm not losing...."

"..."

"...Yeah....can't talk, can you, bastard? You've forgotten how.....But, you don't need to, do you?"

"...."

" Truly...it's a rich HATE we have for each other. But....I can't even say I'm fully in control....damn you....go right to hell."

"..."

"....A new host...yes...yes, that's just what I need."

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"Hey, Regine...a shooting star." Anna said, noticing it." "Yeah....it's pretty." He replied....it was weird...he KNEW she was his sister...yet......it felt like she wasn't...

"He'll come back." Anna said, lookding down at the ground. "....That Max boy?"
"Yeah....I KNOW he will.......if he didn't...I...I...I Would NEVER, EVER FORGIVE HIM!"

[Lord Dragoon]

"Finally found the source of that homing beacon..." Douglass mumbled with a yawn.
"Is that-?" DiAngelo asked.
"... Fausto's GM V... What's it doing out here?"
"I... Don't know. But, it looks unguarded... I think we can take it back to the Hover Cargo and see if we can find osmething out."
"Sounds like a plan."
The Hyaku Shiki MK II and the Reen then worked together to start carrying the GM back.

[Metal Zeta]

"My...what grievous damage." The woman said, as Fausto soaked in some sort of energy bath.

"Truly....damage like this....for a normal person, it would an incomparable amount of time to be fully mended....but, for me..." She smiled, as Fausto's body was soon back to perfect state.

She smiled, as he was lifted up, and places into simple clothing.

Suddenly...what looked like a chain made out of Pentagon attached together attached to his neck, being adsorbed into Fausto's body.

"So, how do you feel?"

[Lord Dragoon]

"I feel... Empty... Devoid... As if I am dead... Yet also not... An odd feeling... But not an unpleasant one..." He murmured. "Where... Am I?"
He felt odd... Yet also perfect... Is this the perfection of death? He began to wonder... What would it be like for many... No, for everyone to feel this...? A strange thought... But also one that he felt like it may be rather... Fun, he supposed, to fulfill.

[Metal Zeta]

"Oh, you're simply at a small lab of mine, which Interdit Oculi, made for me." The woman said, smiling. "I'm Interdit Neurospasta, through...I'm afraid....I do not know much of you, so, I am not in the position to give you a proper name. So, quite simply...I'll let you chose your own." She informed him, looking him over. He now had the knowledge of their naming scheme, atleast the way the humans would call them. "And, let me be the first to welcome you to our species. I hope you find it FAR superior than your former humanity."

(The name scheme is Interdit + something in latin that has to do with their powers or goals)

(Also....Marionette Messiah's theme is...well, Marionette Messiah. But Neurospasta 's theme is the same.....)

[Lord Dragoon]

"Interdit... Messor," he mumbled, the name coming to him as he spoke. "Yes, that sounds like it will do. Interdit Messor, Forbidden Reaper. And I thank you for giving me this new 'life'. Though, I am uncertain if one can call it life if you also feel the perfection of death."

[Metal Zeta]

"Well, you raise a very good point." She said, walking up to him getting a closer look. "Interdit Messor...yes, I like that name." She smiled, stepping back and turning around.

"Now, Messor, while I'm sure you wzant to become used to your new body...I have a job for you and Ultio. Hopefully..you won't mind, attacking your former allies...."

[Lord Dragoon]

"I have no qualms," Messor said. "After all, my new goal has to start somewhere."

(Since I literally have nothing left for the moment... Timeskip?)

[Metal Zeta]

"Gooood morning!" Anna smiled, walking through the Hover Cargo. "Morning." Ivan responded, eating breakfast.

"Morning!" The old man say, tinkering with something.

".........Some...slight readings.." Due model, looking at one of the moniters in Genvolt's cockpit "...Don't know if I should be worried about them or not........

[Lord Dragoon]

"Gah, finally got it back," Douglass said as he jumped out of his Hyaku Shinki MK II.
"At least we've recovered the GM V," DiAngelo added.
"I guess that's true... But damnit was this thing annoying to carry." He sighed. "Let's just go get some breakfast... I'm starved."

Masaru was sitting on the roof of the Hover Cargo, staring at the sky.
"Hm?" He glanced in the distance... Could have sworn he saw something...