" ... If I choose the Martial path anyway ... will I have any accomplishments?"By "accomplishments" Zax meant, and Zetsa knew, a "Name", a "Statues", ...nd "Self Realization" in accordance to his ambitions."As a practitioner that rely solely on aspect, there is a high possibility that in the future you will unveil the secret potential of the soul. That will surely affect New Earth, but if it happens, the time that it will take you to achieve it ... hundreds if not thousands of years". Zetsa based. ” Hearing that from him was like twisting a knife in my gut. But I didn’t let that enter my voice.I knew what I needed to do, and that was to have my father talk me into returning to the fold. The idea was to make him think he had won me over and that it had been all his doing. I might have felt ashamed at manipulating my father like this at another time. But too much was at stake to tell him the truth.My father was an important individual from conception. It had always been so for him. As my. ............Birgitta grabbed his hand with a tight grip and he instensified the thrusting.Birgitta: Aaaahhh....AAAHHHH...........Paul: RRRrrrrr!!!!!Birgitta spread her hands above her head and they were joined by Paul's. It wasn't a job for her anymore. The romantic and silly geek had made an impression on her. All of a sudden she got up and assumed a different position.Paul: What are you doing?Birgitta: I'm going to give you the ride of a lifetime!Once she had found a good angle as well as a. ”I blanched. “What’s wrong with a flesh arm?”“They take days to regrow, lose their strength as you age, lack augmentations, are full of pain receptors you can’t turn off, have joints that bend in only one direction. They’re dreadful,” Arete said, shaking her head. “Please, consider it a gift.” Seeing my expression, she smiled. “At least consider it?”But she was wrong. I wasn’t hesitant because the idea of being part machine made me squirming and icky. It meant I was just that much closer to.