[ As a being whose inherent nature is oriented towards collecting treasures, Gilgamesh would certainly not dissuade Lucy from such thoughts. Quite the opposite. He is not much for a barren life of pure utility: one of the great joys of living is the collection of objects, not merely for their sake, but for the worth and value you instill within them. ]
That is indeed the case.
[ It could be an arrogant statement, or at least greatly self-assured, but Gilgamesh says it rather casually, returning her smirk with a smile that even borders on fondness. ]
Yet... well. [ Because he is in fact a Wise King now, he adds: ] Though I am built by nature to overcome most obstacles, I am not so presumptuous as to assume that I might not face difficulty when encountering something of a nature foreign to me.
But, if I am to speak on that point, I rather hope these 'corrupt elements' do provide a challenge. It would be boring otherwise, would it not?
[ He says, as if musing to himself. ]
The worst experience I had, for example, was the time I died from working myself overly hard... I had perished when the goddess struck me down, also, but far better to die in battle, do you not think so? In any case, the second time, I did perform a miracle and summon my other self. The first time, the goddess of the Underworld became quite displeased with my presence.
[ He was having too much fun in Kur.
Anyway, to speed their journey, Gilgamesh blinks and waves his arm, device still in hand, and with a look of concentration, the terrain speeds by the two of them in planes and diamonds and filaments of different colors of light. In the virtual world, he supposes, if they can shape this place, then it can also maneuver them where they need to go -- after all, isn't this merely a sphere created by technology and their own imaginations? Though it would be interesting to have a more mechanical and solid understanding of how exactly they are operating this place. But Gilgamesh thinks he is beginning to get the hang of it.
Within mere seconds, they stand before the projection of this great AI being, the Gridmaster: [he? it? they?] -- all lines and translucent body. It is a projection on a screen, not even a figure within a room, but it seems to inhabit the screen as though it were a room.
And the screen itself seems not a tangible screen, but a rectangle sliced in the shape thereof in a world that blurs technology, code, the virtual, and the real, at every corner.
It does not speak to them. Staring straight ahead of itself as lines and diagrams shift before it, it does not even seem to be looking at them, but both Lucy and Gilgamesh will begin to see/hear the instructions for this task in their mind. They will see/hear what sounds like the beginning of a simulation:
Nodes activating...
Sequence beginning...
A perfectly and ambiguously AI voice, humanlike but also perfectly mechanical.
-- alongside numbers and glyphs that run like links of chain up and down and through the air around them. They seem to be standing on platforms that are moving down/up, and the floor, or what passes for a floor, also lights in different places. Like a dance floor. ]
Well, well... this certainly has the promise of being intriguing.
[ No dying of boredom here, huh, Lucy? It suits Gilgamesh just fine, this sort of adventure. But he thinks she must really be in her element. ]
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That is indeed the case.
[ It could be an arrogant statement, or at least greatly self-assured, but Gilgamesh says it rather casually, returning her smirk with a smile that even borders on fondness. ]
Yet... well. [ Because he is in fact a Wise King now, he adds: ] Though I am built by nature to overcome most obstacles, I am not so presumptuous as to assume that I might not face difficulty when encountering something of a nature foreign to me.
But, if I am to speak on that point, I rather hope these 'corrupt elements' do provide a challenge. It would be boring otherwise, would it not?
[ He says, as if musing to himself. ]
The worst experience I had, for example, was the time I died from working myself overly hard... I had perished when the goddess struck me down, also, but far better to die in battle, do you not think so? In any case, the second time, I did perform a miracle and summon my other self. The first time, the goddess of the Underworld became quite displeased with my presence.
[ He was having too much fun in Kur.
Anyway, to speed their journey, Gilgamesh blinks and waves his arm, device still in hand, and with a look of concentration, the terrain speeds by the two of them in planes and diamonds and filaments of different colors of light. In the virtual world, he supposes, if they can shape this place, then it can also maneuver them where they need to go -- after all, isn't this merely a sphere created by technology and their own imaginations? Though it would be interesting to have a more mechanical and solid understanding of how exactly they are operating this place. But Gilgamesh thinks he is beginning to get the hang of it.
Within mere seconds, they stand before the projection of this great AI being, the Gridmaster: [he? it? they?] -- all lines and translucent body. It is a projection on a screen, not even a figure within a room, but it seems to inhabit the screen as though it were a room.
And the screen itself seems not a tangible screen, but a rectangle sliced in the shape thereof in a world that blurs technology, code, the virtual, and the real, at every corner.
It does not speak to them. Staring straight ahead of itself as lines and diagrams shift before it, it does not even seem to be looking at them, but both Lucy and Gilgamesh will begin to see/hear the instructions for this task in their mind. They will see/hear what sounds like the beginning of a simulation:
Nodes activating...
Sequence beginning...
A perfectly and ambiguously AI voice, humanlike but also perfectly mechanical.
-- alongside numbers and glyphs that run like links of chain up and down and through the air around them. They seem to be standing on platforms that are moving down/up, and the floor, or what passes for a floor, also lights in different places. Like a dance floor. ]
Well, well... this certainly has the promise of being intriguing.
[ No dying of boredom here, huh, Lucy? It suits Gilgamesh just fine, this sort of adventure. But he thinks she must really be in her element. ]