Experiment 31W Part 001

I swagger through the town, not minding the whinnies of the horses, the growling of the dogs. If any of them actually have the nerve to try and do something about me, I am more than capable of putting them down in a most thorough manner. Before my entry, I wrapped my right arm with my tail. A single blow from me is enough to rend limb from body, fling torsos sans limbs across the expanses of the land, or crush buildings. My series killed gods, even if I myself am not the most powerful of my group, nor the most versatile. That honor likely goes to one of our members who didn’t proceed down the path of physical power, a path another series is far more apt in advancement.


Nonetheless, I am well suited to this environment. Bullets are light enough that my meager power can affect them, fire is well suited to the wilds, and while the path of physicality may not be optimal, it is effective in regards to natural, and unnatural, threats. For instance, the wolves who wander the wastes wreak havok upon the windswept wilderness dwellers are extremely aggressive, to the point where they don’t react with fear when confronting one of my ilk. Rather, they aggrive and expire.


My series does not tire. We do not give in to injury. We can take the loss of limbs in stride. At some point in any encounter, our opponents will make a mistake, and we can capitalize upon that to inflict our vengeance upon them. Should one of us not be able to deal with a situation with sheer, overwhelming power and determination, our creator installed a failsafe. There are seldom witnesses remaining after it goes into effect, at least in my case, but the resulting carnage and addition of equipment is often enough to postpone the eventuality of another situation in which my meager power is inadequate.


All put together, I am supremely secure in myself as I splinter my way in through the swinging doors of the saloon. Some stares sting toward my entry, which are quickly disarmed by a smile. I sit in front of bar, and make my order.


“One shot of Coffin Varnish. Neat.”

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