They're the ones who gave me this body. It is packed with gadgets and weapons of all kinds. I'm basically a walking talking weapon of mass destruction.
It has some of the best technology of the world, yes. [And a light shrug.] And that's exactly the point. The government, greedy as they are, would have their heads burst if they knew what the Church was keeping from them.
Basically, they give Dracula a run for their money. Dead Apostles are creatures that defy humanity itself. And quite literally, too. Any human weapon is worthless against them. You could hit them with an entire missile, and for the most part, they'd just yawn.
[They're more like eldritch humanoid beasts, than people who just suck blood.]
That's where I step in. This body is made of consecrated metal. There are a few ways to fight Dead Apostles, but one of the ways is to fight them with blessed armaments. I'm literally made to be their worst enemy.
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[He frowns.]
They're the ones who gave me this body. It is packed with gadgets and weapons of all kinds. I'm basically a walking talking weapon of mass destruction.
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I fight unholy beings, Vezda. Especially vampires. Only the power of the Church can stand up to that.
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[They're more like eldritch humanoid beasts, than people who just suck blood.]
That's where I step in. This body is made of consecrated metal. There are a few ways to fight Dead Apostles, but one of the ways is to fight them with blessed armaments. I'm literally made to be their worst enemy.
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Well damn, alright. I guess in that case the church would have the power to make cyborgs.
[ ...and then, after a few moments of silence: ]
...do you get to sign up for being a holy cyborg?
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I'm the only one as far as I know. And besides, you've got a metal arm. Aren't you happy with it?
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But it's not like I had a choice in getting it. By the time I did, I'd had it so long that "happy" wasn't really a factor. It was just...my arm.