In a world ravaged by spacequakes, Accelerator, the unparalleled esper, sacrifices his power to protect Last Order. Unexpectedly, he is pulled into this new world with new rules, where spacequakes wreak havoc unpredictably. Now, the world's mightie...
"This is one of DEM Industries' 600-meter class airships. Its main functions are transportation and storage. Think of it as a floating barracks. This airship houses Wizards and Bandersnatch units along with various equipment. This will be your new home." Westcott continued.
"Tch, alright." Accelerator said as he thumped the ground with his cane.
"Listen and let me make this clear, great director. I am not some flag-saluting, loyal Cock sucking zealot. I have my own reasons for this. I am not some blind soldier who would follow others off a cliff for the whole purpose of sucking your dick. Agree to my terms and I will follow your orders like a mercenary and we will be just fine. Accelerator declared, his voice rough and thorny.
Mathers and the people within earshot were surprised by Accelerator's declarations, which did not show regret, guilt, or fear.
"Hahahahaha, I like your spunk. DEM could use some chaos and someone who doesn't go by the book." Westcott laughed at Accelerator's words.
"Of course, welcome aboard. What is your name?" Westcott continued.
"Don't have one and don't care if I have one." Accelerator replied as he started to get bored.
"Why don't I give you a name?" Westcott suggested as he rubbed his chin.
"Don't care, do as you want." Accelerator replied.
"How about Jacob, the one who wrestles with God, and your last name, Azrcrott, since you have captured my attention with your black wings?" Westcott said with a smile.
"Tch whatever." Accelerator as he turned around. He didn't like the name, but it's for the best as if he gave his current name, they would know more and it's for the best, so they think that he is loyal to them.
"Ms. Ashcroft will guide you to your room. Rest well, Jacob. We have more to discuss, such as your power." Westcott said to Accelerator's back.
"Mathers, would you kindly start his certification and records." He requested Mathers, to which she nodded and left.
"My, what an interesting kid." He said as he followed Mathers.
Accelerator entered the hallway and was greeted by Artemisia, who had half her hair braided and was wearing a brown formal uniform similar to what Mathers was wearing. She greeted him with a smile, which Accelerator ignored.
The two started walking.
"I am glad you decided to join us. You will enjoy it here. It seems Sir Westcott has taken a liking to you," Artemisia said happily.
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Accelerator remained silent as he mentally tried to analyze what kind of person Westcott was. He is intelligent and knows what to say in order to kiss someone's ass. It doesn't take a smart person to know he is thinking of ways to make use of his powers for his own goals. He didn't like and trust him, but he had to rely on him so he could get back home.
