The Bet, Part Seven"Really Construct, did you have to do this sort of thing?"Au'Torms looked at the Absolute, then looked at the screen before them. It covered the entire wall, with inlays of strange metals and rare inlays bulit into it. Strange lights played across it, showing interesting glimpses into various scenes. But one scene was keeping their attention.In it, they saw two other Absolutes, one human, and a minotaur-esque person stand up and try to dodge the energy balls that the other person was throwing. That is, if you would call him a person: the arms ended in strange devices that shot out the balls and the face was heavily scarred and covered
The Bet, Part Six"Mortal?" I looked at all three. "You mean all of you are human?"Chaos snorted. "Just because we are mortal does not mean we are human," he said in his most condensending tones. "My brother can explain it a bit more in detail."Order looked at Chaos, who chose to help himself to another cup of tea. "Part of the rules are simple, human. We are to become, in your tongue, avatars. We, in this form, represent not even a percentage of our power, but we have enough as is to upset Destiny's plans. That little tantrum Chaos had earlier would have effectively ended the contest if I didn't appear then.""Because he broke one of the rules,"
The Bet, Part Five"But if Destiny can see what is happening--""No he cannot. He only knows that what is going on is wrong."Chaos looked at me intently, as if I was a loose gear in a watch and needed to be replaced. "You see, Destiny's role in this universe is to make sure that everything that happens happens. For example, you had a few wars on your planet, right?" I nodded once before he continued, "Now history states the reason who ended them and why, but Destiny makes sure who wins is supposed to win. No excuses made. He knows what is to happen and makes sure that it does."Order interjected, "Now Fate on the other hand knows as well, but she gives a wi
The Bet, Part Four"So is this the depth of your depravities, Construct?"Automata looked up from his work and glanced at the lady standing a few yards away. "Actually, Absolute, I was wondering how I could improve this work."Creation went up to the slab and glanced at the person under the knife. Already his bones have been confiscated and replaced with thick steely pistons and hinges. The face was peeled away: the skull carefully reinforced with hair-thin wires that scintillated with sparks of blue and green energy. The Absolute looked closer into the face. The eyes were still moving, the expession of horrific pain frozen in them.She looked up and looked