Post-Apocalyptic War Pt. III :: Mechanica's Factorial City

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The Veritas already had the Mechanica invade, as well, and they would work alongside the Chomao to buckle the knees of the planet once the time was ripe. Tabrynth glowed a bright black for a while and let its radiance spread all across the Lost World. With that done, each of the Mechanica that were sent out would be instructed to do their part as Tabrynth returned to its form as Tear Lacrimoso.

The crystal summoned the Spirit of Tear into itself, allowing for a transformation via a bright light that made the one Tear Lacrimoso, garb in all black, as usual, appear from out of the light. Tear, who was in control of all Mechanica, would rest himself in the midst of an open area within the Lost World. This open area would be where Tear summoned 'Mechanica', itself, to him, and around his body, a great deal of machinery would suddenly construct itself.

Massive in size, the machinery clicked and clanked together in a fashion that was perfect and mechanical, gears grinding and engines whirring. The wide, empty terrain would soon become the landscape for 'Mechanica's Factorial City', which was a mobile territory that Tear or Mechanica, herself, could generate anywhere they liked. Tear, being the master of Mechanica, was able to control the Factorial City just like Mechanica was -- as an extension of the self. Thus, when it came down to the construction of the Factorial City on a whim, Tear was capable of enacting such.

In the center of the city he stood, his signature deadly nonchalant smile upon his face as he looked all around him and saw nothing but buildings and objects made of pure machinery. "Ahhh, Lovely, No?" Tear said to himself, letting the Factorial City begin to start up. The Servicemen that were already sent to scour the Lost World and deal with the residents would find that this place would serve as a hub for them -- a home base, if you will -- right on the planet's surface. It could rebuild them and reproduce them infinitely as long as Mechanica's Factorial City was in place.

No one would get in the way of mass production... And the invasion would continue.

Servicemen were stationed left and right all around the Lost World, each of them the spitting image of Tear Lacrimoso, save for their officer's hats that they sported. The Servicemen were all aware of what to do thanks to the hive-mind that was Mechanica, and they took to their respective jobs with all intent and purpose to serve Tear and the Tensei, as well as Mechanica. They stormed the streets and buildings, stationing themselves before people's houses and at the corners of streets in a synchronous formation, leaving no place untouched or unseen by their presence. All of their eyes went to Tear, who operated Mechanica, and he would be able to see the fruits of the entire planet simultaneously on numerous different screens that made up one large screen.

After visibility was established, extra Servicemen were deployed in order to scout the Chomao that were secretly hiding within the ranks of the people, invisible and unheard. The Servicemen, however, would be a different story, as they were a physical and tangible unit.

Finding no use in going into historical timelines, they were each set to find the people of the present and intercept them as they simultaneously expanded Mechanica's Factorial City.

In one area out in the wild lands, a certain female was located dealing with some other person involving some sort of trade between them. Tension seemed high, but it was nothing that the Servicemen wouldn't mind cutting through like a hot knife. Whether or not they responded didn't matter; what mattered was that the Servicemen took over the wild lands right underneath the feet of the two subjects.

"Do not resist," the Servicemen said in unison, their eyes flashing red as they rose their hands up to their heads and stiffly saluted. "Resistance is futile!" Quickly, they rampaged through the area as an army -- seemingly infinite -- and didn't let up in the slightest. Many of them linked hands and bodies together to create an external portion of Mechanica's Factorial City out of their own machine parts, thus steamrolling another portion of the Lost World under the hot press that was Mechanica in the name of the Veritas.

Whether or not the people complied or acknowledged this did not matter.

It was all too quickly that the Mechanica overran the planet. They replaced crucial points where the influence of Tymon once was and served as placeholders for what was to come. They did nothing but remain where they were.

The rest of the Servicemen that were of Mechanica's Factorial City infiltrated the other regions of the Lost World, namely where the most highly advanced technology was. Sabotaging it using their superior technological prowess, the Mechanica would commandeer the technology of the planet and bring them under the dominion of the hive-mind that was Mechanica, with each Serviceman utilizing whatever equipment or technology there was to be used or manned at the time. They turned the major factories into 'Dark Factories' of Mechanica's Factorial Village, where they mass produced other technologies that were native to the planet, but amplified by Mechanica, and utilized by Mechanica.

All the while after commandeering the technology, the final wave of Servicemen did the same as the earlier wave and created another piece of Mechanica's Factorial City, this portion being the 'Manufactory', where the 'Biomechanica' were created. These 'Biomechanica' would be the basis for the next sequence of events that would occur soon after, but once the planet was on lockdown from the Mechanica's invasion, all authority was brought back to Tear Lacrimoso.

Tear, in the center of Mechanica's Factorial City, right at the 'Master Control' unit, would laugh nonchalantly to himself after gazing at the Lost World's utter domination by the iron fist of his Mechanica. He hugged himself tightly and uttered, "Yes, It Is Beautiful... A Land Under Total Control By My Beloved Mechanica..." He closed his eyes and basked in the ecstasy. "However, There Is One More Thing That Must Be Done..." Tear would immediately prep himself for piloting the entirety of Mechanica's Factorial City -- and all its branches built across the Lost World -- and set all of them into synchronized motion. The harmony of machinery working in tandem all throughout the land brought forth a war base like no other -- a living, breathing, mechanized war base!

"Too Perfect," Tear said as he gazed on and what the Lost Worlders were doing. "Oh? It Seems Like There Is A Sudden Spike In Activity. The Third Restriction Will Have To Handle That, Then." Tear narrowed his eyes, yet kept his signature deadly nonchalant smile upon his face. He lifted a finger and waggled it, shaking his head from side to side. "Ah, Ah, Ah! It Isn't So Simple To Overpower The Veritas! We Will Close In All Around You As You Continue To Ignore Our Doings. That Is How War Functions." The Chomao were still very much locked on to each of the beings that were in motion, -- past or present -- and their usefulness after that wouldn't be a necessity until they were actively ready to undergo a process later on. "The Planet Is Taken And The Technology Is Ours, Whilst The Lifeforms Are Under Complete Watchful Oversight," Tear said, altering some data with his bare hands, "But Now Comes The Time Where We Actually Engage With The Planet And Its Lifeforms In A Fashion That Is More Direct And Not Just Simply Watching Or Moving Around Them, Since The Entire World Has Been Captured By Storm."

Tear Lacrimoso set the Master Control unit to 'Auto-Pilot', giving Mechanica total dominion over what to do and what was to come. Meanwhile, he, himself began to glow brightly, Tear rising up into the air and out of the cockpit. He reached the sky before he suddenly shone so brightly that he could not be seen, and in a flash, he'd ascended to the Third Restriction.