121 Spatial Dimension (2/2)

John Connors isn't a rotten person per se. He does try very hard to provide enough for his family in his own way and capacity. He doesn't really blame others for all the misgivings in his life, such as the time when he was let go from a struggling construction company.

Shield has an indirect hand in that due to its domination in the Construction and Manufacturing Sector.

Collateral damage is unavoidable.

And if I keep thinking about other people as a consequence of my action, whether they are directly or indirectly, nothing would ever get done.

Regardless of what happen, John simply picks himself up and moves on with his life, finding a new job to pay for his family's living expenses.

And in more than one way, my adopted-grandfather deserves my acknowledgement, so I acknowledge him. I will stop calling him as my adopted-grandfather, and just simply grandfather from now on.

While I could provide my grandfather irrefutable evidences that his wife is a fucking slut and that he needs some new friends, I am sure that he will forgive the lying bitch in the end out of some misguided love and affection.

People are complicated, especially when emotion and attachment are involved.

And I don't need to peek into the future to know that Mrs. Connors will tearfully apologize and claim to my grandfather that she loves him and only him. Note that I still call her Mrs. Connors.

The bitch is not worthy of being my grandmother, not even adopted grandmother!

As that is the case, it is simply better to give the bitch a shovel and let her dig a hellish hole for herself to bury in. And once she reveals who she is to everyone, my grandfather will soon find someone better.

Miraculously, Stephanie's siblings are from my grandfather's loin, so he will… probably get custody of the kids. It is not a certainty, at least not with my help in this regard

Divorce laws are fucking biased towards men. And people who defends it stereotypically label men as uninvolved with their kids during the marriage.

Uh huh. There is a reason for that. It is call providing for the family financially.

But the court will still take their kids away from them as well as most of their hard earnings to give to the woman.

Misandry much?

This is just one of the problems I find with the whole legal system. I will tear this whole fucking corrupt and discriminatory shit down before it festers into feminism and misogyny bullshit.

Vent over.

And Antigone is also snoozing again.

Did I just vent for a couple of hours?

Wow.

I put my daughter back into her baby crib, tugging her and giving her a kiss.

Antigone squirms as I did so. A smile forms on her lips.

I am certain that she is aware of what I have been up to in one way or another. I will ask her all about it when she can finally form a coherence thought.

Once that is done, I head to the living room and take a seat. I haven't sleep in like forever, at least not since I come face to face with a Dragon God.

This is because I have so many things to do, and sleeping isn't on the list.

Also, why waste time sleeping when I can make any fatigue simply go away?

However, I still close my eyes and give my body a rest. Doing so gives the nanomachines the chance to continue augmenting my body and biology.

They couldn't do it effectively if I am moving about and fucking people.

Honestly, I am glad that I choose this path of augmentation instead of instant augmentation. Not only it serves to map the human genome more accurately, it also gives me a mean to evolve humanity and grant them psionic potential.

Psionic power is very real.

It is as real as magic, but sadly, it is not fully explored at all from what I have gather so far by scouting the multiverse. Not a single world thus far has detectable Esper.

If that is the case, the prime-reality will be the first to have widespread psionic power. Hopefully, chaos will not ensure, especially when magic is also a thing.

Speaking of Chaos, Terra demonstrates her distaste for science in her wordings. She obviously prefers to use magic over psionic. But Ingra use telekinesis against me, meaning it is not completely unknown to her.

Regardless, I am not like Terra, and I intend to fully make use of every tools at my disposal.

As my body sleep, I open my eyes to another world and am greeted by Legion along with endless cold steel walls and corridors and rooms.

”Greeting, Supreme Commander. Simulation #110706040147 is complete. Would you like to analyze the result?”

I am now inside the spatial dimension of the one ring around my middle finger. And using neural reality interface through Selene, I can take control of an avatar and interact with anything there.

It did feel somewhat strange at first since it has been a while since I play neurologic gaming. It is more advance than simple virtual reality as it simulated every sense the brain can recognize.

And deaths will certainly damage the brain.

”I will review the result later, Legion. Please halt all current tasks and simulations. You and I are going to figure out a way to save an entire universe. Did I say you and me? No, I mean we will.”

I response as a magic portal manifests in midair. I am really bother by the fact that I couldn't save that desolated reality with all the power, technology, and magic at my command.

While the origin or cause of the decaying curse cannot be located even with my power, there must be a way to give humanity of that reality a future. It is not their fault for their extinction.

And I am not the one to let things go unresolved no matter what.

Magic follows rules, and I just need to figure out the rules.

Also, it is strange that my bio-mechanical avatar can use magic despite it does not have a magical core or pathway.

I can also use my temporal power through my avatar. All of this just mean there is a lot to magic than my current understanding.

Thus, it is the reason why I am bringing in outside's help.

A beautiful elven woman steps through the magical portal. She is as sexy as ever in her those revealing clothes of hers. The elves as a whole is gifted with undying beauty by their Goddess after all, and they certainly aren't shy about showing their exotic skin.

”My God, what can I do for you?”

Eliana asks once she is kneeling on the floor and kowtowing me.

It takes a moment for me to knock junior off the control panel. Didn't it have a lot of fun just recently, already?

I clear my mind and produce a sphere in my hand. Malicious aura swirls within it, clouding a very small spark of light that is Nairam Oxford.

”Do you know what this is?”