Text; UN: Peerless Cucumber

[softheartedshizun]

A question, what to do with a massive ammount of magical weapons that were supposedly intended for the undead and intercepted by agents of Macaluso.

Advice appreciated.

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Comments

[weifinder]

What, provisioned rocks?!

[softheartedshizun]

Supplies for the trip. There were a number of others, but they stayed behind to fight the ambush.

[weifinder]

Asking for myself, but Master Shen, have you actually... transported weaponry before? Human weight is not minimal either, but the wagon will still show how deep it rides for carrying metal, unless there were so few weapons this was more like a singular cache being distributed. Which it could be, I just imagined something more substantial.

[softheartedshizun]

Why would I have ever transported weapons before? I don't even know why they dragged me out for it.

[ Because you're pretending to be a revolutionary you fool. ]

The amount was, not for an army. Though before fully returning most of the items were stored away with weightlessness. So only two of us were more or less in the cart on the return.

[weifinder]

Not knowing your life's story, Master Shen, I can only imagine there are many reasons one might.

At what point did this storing happen? How far outside the citadel?

[softheartedshizun]

I was removing them as we left, though perhaps about... forty minutes away?

[weifinder]

Then it may seem as if you left them elsewhere on the trail. Good.

Decide what you're doing. Inform myself and Lily at minimum, yes?

[softheartedshizun]

Honestly for now I just want to keep them hidden.... Even if they're never needed.

[weifinder]

Please explain to me why this is your thought?

[softheartedshizun]

Insecurity.

[weifinder]

We will have your back. We will not contrive, through negligence or action, to leave you behind.

Weapons are a tool. People are a faith. Have faith, Master Shen. Excess in tools are not what will grant better security to the unsettled.

[softheartedshizun]

And people with no tools have little to use as leverage. Though I feel better having a sword again.

Still, in this world are we not relying heavily on others and can do nothing about their whims? I arrived here with nothing in burial clothing....

[weifinder]

Were you deceased?

[softheartedshizun]

In a manner of speaking....

[weifinder]

The clarification of which should be... what?

[softheartedshizun]

The body I was in was alive until this one was resurrected returning my soul to it.

[weifinder]

Ah...

What lead to you being in the other body, did you take it over after your current body, hm. Ceased function?

[softheartedshizun]

…

I grew it.

[weifinder]

You birthed yourself?

[softheartedshizun]

Cultivated the replacement body from the ground.

[ Don't be obtuse!]) ]

[weifinder]

As a spirit? You aren't convincing me that you didn't birth yourself, you know.

[softheartedshizun]

No, I grew it before I left this body.

How would I even birth myself, I'm a man! Don't come in with niche stuff like that!

And I don't have a nascent soul.

[weifinder]

You realise this does nothing to state you didn't give birth to yourself, before you died, so you could become your own child after you died.

[softheartedshizun]

How would that even work!?

I planted a mushroom and it grew into a body. An empty vessel which I transferred my soul into uppon death.

[weifinder]

You seeded the ground with a fungus and birthed your new body. To transfer your spirit and soul into.

Why?