Bro, I'm not an Undead!

Chapter 1169: Timemould Mirror Box (3)



Three hours later.

One by one figures accompanied by Strawlers popped into the vast, endless-seeming space while gaping and marvelling.

Yuyui, Bassbion, Yagrina, Pherdanta, her brother, Baddan and Grim had been dragged away from their collections of paradise at Replicus' command and now they found themselves faced with his massive form as he looked at a menagerie of suits of armour and odd tools.

Upon sensing their rather silent arrival, Replicus turned and transformed back into his original size, his free hand scratching his face.

He had sent the Strawlers that had been following him to bring his people here. To his delight, he had found that he could give the Strawlers his keys, delegating the duty which he hadn't been so keen on doing himself.

Perhaps the regular Strawlers were considered extensions of him, or perhaps, the Warmoth's powers in general, progeny or otherwise.

"Woow. Boss... what is this place?" Grim said while tightening the strap around his robes, an excited look on his face.

"It's quite bright," Pherdanta said, squinting at the sources of light way overhead.

"Brrrr. What's this strange feeling I just got?" Yuyui said while shivering and going pale. Baddan's thick fur quivered, exposing the fact that he felt the same sensation as her.

"This is the Timemould Mirror Box. It's a kind of like a simulation space with multiple uses," Replicus said, much to the surprise of his audience.

"Simulation space?" Yagrina asked.

"Yes. That's the best way I can explain it," Replicus said with a nod and marched up to one of the thirty-six silver suits of armour he had manifested over the last few hours. "This place allows us to surpass our limits by mirroring ourselves onto the objects that can be found here. Primarily, we can have these suits of armour to copy our appearances, abilities and even our minds. Perfect replicas."

The group ooohed at Replicus' explanation and the Warmoth's Progeny, keen to explain his findings – as he had been actively abusing this place - moved towards what looked like a large, wooden block with cube-shaped grooves in it which he had caused to manifest from the room.

"We can even imbue certain bits of our abilities onto these objects and test out their theoretical limits. I have been trying to see how far I can push this trait with my own powers

and so far... there doesn't seem to be a limit," Replicus said.

"No way..." Grim said and he rushed towards one of the suits of armour and looked at it intently.

Recognising that the idiot expected the armour to immediately don his appearance, Replicus sent a stream of Ju`wtte into the armour and it leapt to life, attaining Grim's rising white hair and vibrant red eyes. It even wore his robes.

"Wow! It's me!" Grim said with a wide grin.

He immediately began poking and prodding the replica while muttering things like "It's got the right skin texture" and "I can feel its well-defined muscles! Well, my well-defined muscles!"

Replicus shook his head and sent Ju`wtte streaking into the other suits of armour which immediately began taking on the others' appearances.

Yagrina and Bassbion were startled by how they were, once again, not excluded from the experience. Their replicas were also Spirits, donning the same kinds of armour they did!

"How is this even possible? I've never seen anything copy the likeness of a Spirit before. We only reside in the Yormuness and nowhere else," Bassbion said moreso to her replica, which gazed ahead without a particular expression than to anyone else.

Baddan seemed to admire the look of his own replica which adopted the ceremonial attire he refused to substitute for better armour.

Replicus was pleased by everyone's reactions.

"Funny enough, there's technically no limit to the number of replicas that can be made even for one individual. I was quite startled when I realised that each of these replicas can actually grow the same way we can in combat - like they are linked to our future paths or something. Emotion, determination, resolve, if I will it, I can give it all to them and they could be ten thousand Pherdantas marching around."

...!!!

As Replicus expected, this information floored everyone.

No limit to the replicas created?

The replicas could grow just like their original?

But...

"Boss... boss are you serious? You're telling me I could fight ten thousand of myself if I wanted to here?" Grim asked with a bizarre look of fear, as though he had just imagined that particular scene.

"Yes. And they all wouldn't be stagnant. The more you overcome them, they'd grow and learn both from how you are developing and how they themselves recall past events and all."

"But... that's unnatural, I have to say," Yagrina, who was usually reserved with her reactions said. "That's only something I'd expect from—"

"A Deity? Yeah. I know. The one who made this place stands in the same tier as Deities if not higher," Replicus said, and breathed out a sigh. "And that's why this place is also equipped with a twisted essence of time. In here, I can control time to a degree - make it so less time passes in here than on Aigas and vice versa."

...!!!

Yuyui clapped her hands onto her mouth and the two spirits shook. Baddan and Grim looked made Os with their mouths.

"Time..." Pherdanta said in a quiet voice and she looked at Replicus as though she were seeing him for the first time.

To think...

To think her master had achieved such a level of power now that he could control time...

"Of course, this kind of power only works in here," Replicus said before anyone started bombarding him with questions. "Everything I described is limited to the Timemould Mirror Box. Also, when it comes to warping to time - if I want to make it so that one day outside is equal to a month here, for instance" - there were gasps of surprise - "there are repercussions. After warping time, everyone who has used this place will have to remain here for a set amount of time in exchange. At first, I thought it was mere punishment or something to balance out the absurd benefit, kind of like a Creed, but I realised its actually for our own benefit well, beings who aren't quite as strong as the one who built this place. Messing with time to absurd degrees can cause harm to the body and soul if we are immediately introduced to a different flow of time. The detainment afterwards helps our bodies slowly adjust." Indeed, this was what Replicus had discovered in his hours of looking into everything to do with the room.

Thankfully, the Ju`wtte writing he had seen earlier could be manifested to explain a lot of things concerning the Timemould Mirror Box, and that was how he had gotten to know a lot

about how place.

When it came to time, the upper limit - Replicus wasn't sure if this was the limit of the Box or his limit – was making it so that a day in Aigas was equivalent to four years in the Box or vice versa. The lower limit was doubling the value of a day between the two places.

The repercussions of the former were monstrous and the latter did not have any at all.

As for the other elements within the Box, they were just as Replicus had explained, though, how they were all possible were beyond him. He was still reeling from the fact that he could actually manifest a replica of himself with all his skills, memories and personality and could

hit just as hard as he could.

It was rather wild.

But that wildness was exactly why Replicus was excited.