128 The wheatstone 1 (1/2)
The battle against Moirai had become a lot harder then anyone had initially planned for. Expectations for this endeavour had been on the lower end, as most of them just viewed it as just another NPC that had to be persuaded by force or by solving another set of stupid criteria.
Fighting without any hesitation and paying no attention to their offers was certainly not something they had imagined to take place. Before they had realized it they found themselves in a battle against one of the many versions of Moirai.
Although every player could easily take care of monsters, they could not do the same with their enemy this time around. Unlike monsters, their enemy this time around was not that easy to predict. A knowledge, which caused some of them to get injured in one way another because they had underestimated their target.
But in comparison to those beforehand they could avoid any fatal injuries. Although this wake-up call did not cause them to be thankful, no in their eyes it was a humiliation. A simple NPC had injured them to this extent. With their honour soiled, the cheap words of provocation caused the players to lose their bearing and just blindly attack in their rage.
This newfound weakness was freely exploited and another wave of serious harm overcame the players who had let their guard down. Some even lost their lives there, a fact which further enraged these individuals.
The response to this kind of fate was the same whether it was a member from the Church or normal player, they all ran back screaming in fury vowing loudly to take revenge for this abhorrent act. Although keeping up this promise was easier said than done.
Because in order to overcome this hurdle, they had to rid themselves of their prejudices and calmly analyze the enemy in front of them. Otherwise, they would be in for a very long fight. Their enemy did not care about their inner turmoil as all of the attacks came at them with the intent to end their life.
Despite their experience, they still could not rid themselves about their feeling of superiority. This feeling was clinging to them clouding their minds and slowly eroding their decisionmaking. Every single player was not only fighting Moirai but also themselves.
In order to succeed, they had to overcome themselves first or they needed to possess a level of strength, which justified their arrogance but that was not the case for anyone present. Blinded by their arrogance they just continued to set themselves up for failure.
Spectating this foolish behaviour the Observer could not help but sigh, how long was it supposed to wait until these players had overcome their bias and finally start to treat their enemy seriously? There was nothing special about these players. Neither strength, nor tactics, nor versatility, everything was subpar at best.
Yet those people were hauled as part of the absolute elite. Fulfilling its given mission was appearing more and more impossible with each passing seconds. All it could do was wait and see how and when these players finally start to realize and break through the wall they have erected themselves.
While tactics could be taught and strength obtained through training, a change in personality could not come from the outside it had to happen on the inside. All it could do was a create a situation which should force them to reconsider. Yet the proved to be quite resistant to self-reflection as they thought on repeating the same mistakes over and over again.
This procedure had to continue until the lesson had penetrated their thick defence and here it had thought it was a task, which lied on the easier side. If everyone was just as resourceful as the copy of the human they are fighting against, all of this would not have been necessary. But it could safely say the alternative was better in every way. Moirai was a unique case and one hard to control variable was already more than enough.
But luckily this problem would have been taken care of soon. Everything would return to normal and it could stop its interference in the system for good. All of this had delayed the initial plan for way too long and catching up with the schedule is impossible.
Given the quality of the current batch it normally would not even bother trying to bring them to the level, it had planned out for them. Doing nothing and letting them be was not a suitable choice though. Judging by the current lack of results it would require a lot of time until these players would have been prepared for what is to come.
Improvements even those of the tiniest degree is something it was looking out for in these players. By refusing to rethink their nature, what kind of conclusion would they come to? What would they do to surpass that hurdle named Moirai? It watched and pondered which direction the development will go. It could predict a lot but the matter of their mind was too unpredictable.
As of now the best course of action according to them was disregarding every kind of defence and pouring everything into their attacks. A tactic which was even more foolish than the previous ones. Trading destructive capabilities for defence only works if the target is not mobile enough. Once more their blood had been spilt as their emotions were still keeping them hostage.
This time around some of them decided to let Moirai close in on them until he had no place to dodge their attacks. Sadly they forgot that plans like these always hold certain elements that are uncertain. Their enemy was using everything at his disposal to successfully kill his opponent, baiting the enemy without the necessary information is another death sentence.
Without any suspense, they once again become the victim of Moirai and started to blindly rush in again without even devising a plan after this failure. Did they grow complacent due to the safety measure in place for their lives?
Throwing their lives away over and over again hoping for a mistake from Moirai himself was quite an inefficient plan. A sacrifice is normally a noble endeavour, the ultimate devotion to the Country but they did it so nonchalantly. There was nothing noble in it, just a useless attempt to gamble their lives away.
Had none of them even began to employ different tactics to kill Moirai? All of them were just trying to resist learning as much as possible. Although they were some that had yet to die against Moirai, the vast majority of involved players should have lost their qualifications ages ago.
This kind of stubbornness rivalled the one of their opponent, a comparison, which should not have to be made in the first place. Why did they decide to follow this path, when the amount of available options is infinite? They should realize, that it is not going to work out if it has not worked the previous 50 times. Somewhere along the line, the point will have to be reached even by the most thick-headed player.
In fact, it was impossible for this event to not occur although they were trying their hardest to accomplish this feat. Luckily for them, the players sent by the developer team were really not any wiser then their counterpart as they also died over and over again as if their life depended on it.
This level of dedication would place them at the forefront of the talents but the rest about them was just as pathetic. It was just a copy and they were still incapable of succeeding.
They stood true to themselves until the bitter end. This vehement refusal to give up is something worthy of praise, the lack of drawn lessons out of it not so much. All of this was taking up too much time, it was getting more and more embarrassing.
It took a long time until someone finally managed to kill Moirai, although the tactic they used was somewhat obscene. These 2 ladies had fought Moirai to a standstill but had not managed to deal with any significant damage to him. After using their natural given charm, the entire situation had been reversed and Moirai was wounded heavily after being dazed by the sight.
It had been outside of its expectations, that these 2 noble ladies were willing to expose themselves to achieve victory also it did not expect that this tactic was this effective against this version of Moirai. Apparently, the decision to fight without the top layer of clothes was only specific to Moirai and not part of the strange world where he came from. Otherwise, it could not explain why the reaction would be that strong.