"Of course, I am... how could I not know about one of the Good Dr. Zeno’s greatest inventions he is a legend even for the House, fun fact he was once Lord Vincent’s teacher; long before Vincent beca a spawn."
When rciless heard thi; a wry smile popped on his face.
"Well...well... Isn’t this interesting? To think you actually have the knowledge to handle the Good Dr’s sophisticated machinery."
Carmilla did not reply, instead, she floated towards the initial apparatus.
She leaned in slightly to study the exquisite artwork. It was more than simply a diagnostic tool; it was one of the most complex devices ever produced by Zeno Corp, a business with close ties to Clan Loviatar.
The faint hum it emitted seed to resonate with her, stirring mories deep within her augnted consciousness.
"Well, would you look at that?"
She muttered, half to herself.
"This is one of Dr. Zeno’s designs for sure."
rciless glanced at her, eyebrow raised.
"It seems that you know of it... how interesting?"
"Know it?"
Carmilla scoffed, almost amused.
"I’ve more than studied it. This is a Zeno-Type Molecular Analyzer, but not just any model. This is a Mark III—modified, I’m guessing, by you."
Upon hearing this rciless replied as such.
"Wow you even managed to see the modification ha; hahaha... but I won’t take the credit, I did indeed modify it, but the blueprints aint my original work."
rciless reflected on Albedo, noting that he was the one who added more to the machine in his own lab, where he conducted his own experints. This machine was simply a replica forge based on mories he received from Albedo, who is also a pupil of the Good Dr.
She motioned towards several components that seed custom-fitted.
Normally you realize these small adjustnts since the reassembly doesn’t appear so naturally from a typical external observation.
"Dr. Zeno was a genius, no doubt, but this… this is sothing else."
Her voice shifted, no longer casual, but with the clinical precision of soone relaying data that had once been a core part of her.
"It’s designed to break down any physical, energetic, or conceptual entity into its base elents. A diagnostic tool and a weapon, depending on how you use it."
She pointed to one of the crystalline panels near the base.
"It can scan matter, break it down at the atomic level, and even go deeper into taphysical components if needed. However, that is not the true brilliance of the gadget. It does more than just analyze; it reconstructs. Recreates. Given enough ti, it can copy or change the very structure of whatever it scans."
Carmilla announces.
To which she continued.
"Dr. Zeno developed it to investigate immortality and discover the ’root’ of perpetual life...
She said; as her mind went on that man, who basically upgraded it to fit his own liking too.
Lord Vincent...
"... he used it to experint with the nature of vampirism alongside the Good Dr. Which, knowing him, probably didn’t end well for the test subjects... naturally though to this day from what I know they couldn’t fully the concept at all."
"But based on the information, they are able to duplicate so small effects of the contagious concept. As a result, while being essentially human, the Good Dr. discovered a ans to extend, if not entirely eliminate, his human lifespan without becoming a vampire in the first place... For the Dr., this was a significant breakthrough."
Her fingers slid down the machine as she continued, more to herself now.
"In the wrong hands, this may be devastating. You could dismantle soone at the molecular level, erase their existence, or rewrite their biology into sothing monstrous."
She shot rciless a sidelong glance, her tone more asured.
"I’m guessing you’ve already used it a countless amount of tis already?"
However, the response she received astounded her, as rciless stated.
"Nope, this is the first ti I am about to use it."
Admitted rciless, to which Carmilla replied.
"Wait really, this is probably one of the most used pieces of biological equipnt one can get their hands on in our galaxy... and you just having it going to waste?"
Carmilla asked questioning rciless sanity, and rightfully so.
To which rciless replied back to her as such.
"I an, I can pretty much do all of that on my own; what I can’t do is perform a perfect analysis with a near-perfect theory of sothing I’ve never encountered before. Normally, I process information beforehand and go further into the complex chanism underlying sothing. And in this situation, I’m concerned that my servant’s exposure to that monster will put him in danger. So, in this scenario, I need to check to see if everything is stable and he is fine."
rciless admitted his intentions clear; to which Carmilla responded back.
"Hmmmm... you seem like a complete asshole, but I guess you do have a soft side ha boss?!"
When rciless heard this, he chuckled slightly as he said.
"Well, sure, that is true... but it is more like I detest shit ssing with my crap, which sends my shit into overdrive because I do not like others touching my stuff. As such, I believe it is appropriate to punish them for fucking with my shit."
Said rciless.
To which Carmilla laughed quietly, a low, lodic sound as she gave a slight nod of understanding.
"Fair enough. I suppose we all have our boundaries."
rciless’s expression shifted back to seriousness as he turned his attention to Hector, who was lying motionless over his shoulder still very much unconscious.
rciless motioned to the machine without saying anything. Hector, his butler and trusted servant for a few weeks, had always been by his side, no matter how brief their relationship had been, never wavering in his dedication. Even soone as devoted as Hector was not immune to the unexpected threats of the unknown. Following an encounter with the non-Euclidean monstrosity.
rciless had to be confident that Hector was not compromised in any manner, especially after being exposed to such a chaotic monster.
He reached out and gently, almost ceremoniously, placed a hand on Hector’s shoulder, as he readjusted him.
With a subtle nod, rciless lifted Hector effortlessly from his shoulder into a more efficient hold, holding him with care as if he were made of porcelain. Despite his imnse strength and power, rciless’s grip was gentle, a testant to the respect he held for his butler.
Carmilla floated beside them, watching intently as rciless approached the Zeno-Type Molecular Analyzer. The machine’s hum grew louder, its crystalline panels lighting up in response to their proximity. The energy within the apparatus seed to pulse, recognizing the presence of a living entity about to be placed within its confines.
rciless positioned Hector before the device, his gaze narrowing slightly as he studied the machine’s controls. A series of floating holographic symbols materialized before him, each representing different phases of the scanning and analysis process. He tapped a few, the machine responding with a quiet beep as it prepared for the task ahead.
Hector was gently laid down on a smooth, padded surface that extended from the core of the machine.
And the mont his body made contact, the surface molded around him, securing him in place while also making him comfortable for the long, grueling process that was to co.
The crystalline panels above Hector shimred, projecting beautiful patterns of light across his face as the machine started up. Carmilla approached closer, her countenance changing from curiosity to fascination.
"Is he going to feel anything during this... not sure how your modified version of the doctor’s machine responds to others."
She asked, her voice laced with genuine concern.
rciless didn’t break his focus from the machine’s interface as he replied.
"No. The process is painless. He’ll be unconscious during the entire thing. This isn’t about causing harm—just ensuring he’s safe."
With a final set of commands entered into the gadget, a translucent do dropped over Hector, locking him inside the apparatus. The air humd with electricity, and the sophisticated inner workings of the machine beca visible—tiny filants of light flickered through the do’s walls, scanning Hector’s body at a level that went beyond ordinary flesh and bone.
With that done, Hector’s body was left under the care of the machine
rciless positioned Hector before the device, his gaze narrowing slightly as he studied the machine’s controls. A series of floating holographic symbols materialized before him, each representing different phases of the scanning and analysis process. He tapped a few, the machine responding with a quiet beep as it prepared for the task ahead.
The machine humd softly, its lights casting an eerie glow over Hector’s still form as it moved into the analysis. rciless stood before the crystalline do, watching his butler through the translucent barrier. Hector, unconscious and peaceful, remained unaware of the intricate processes happening around him.
"The full analysis will take twenty-four hours."
"He’ll be fine, but it’s going to take so ti."
Carmilla hovered beside him, her arms crossed.
"You’re really going through all this trouble for a servant, huh?"
rciless glanced at her with a faint smirk.
"He’s more than just a servant. He’s loyal. And I don’t take risks with loyalty."
Carmilla nodded, understanding.
"So, what now? We just wait?"
"No!"
rciless replied, his eyes shifting toward the exit.
"The machine will do its job. We don’t need to stay here for the full twenty-four hours."
He turned, his tail trailing behind him as he began to walk toward the door.
"It’s high ti we et with this so-called Queen."
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