The leg casts were removed, the whirl of the small saw was faintly terrifying. Part of Jupiter was struck by the very primitive nature of it. In Seraphi's memories, medicine was near magical to her. Broken bones were mended within seconds of the break. Cuts and bruises were erased with a simple spray. And nerve damage could be reversed within a machine that set new nerves like a loom amongst your body. Injuries, illnesses that plague the Earth was nothing to the Verse.
And that was if you didn't count RegeneX.
Nectar was a way to set back the clock, Baths coded to protection would be calibrated to exact portions to suit your genetic code to the exact age and state of health you preferred; It was the last resort to anyone who couldn't afford it, it could mend any illness, any injury. Which was the majority of the population of people. Regrow limbs. Reverse nerve damage. It was a miracle cure for everything and anything in the Verse.
And the House of Abbraxs had the single largest monopoly on quantity, and on quality. Their RegenX was second to none, their business ruthless and perfectly helmed by Seraphi in life to leave House Abbraxs' status as gods amongst the gods that the real Humanity thought themselves as. Seraphi had preferred to be physically twenty-five, when she had bathed, thought moments of whimsy would overtake her and have her play with being younger or older, for the majority of her very long life, she would don twenty-five like a favorite dress.
Until Seraphi had felt the guilty of her thousand upon thousands of years crawl across her heart. Seep into the very recesses of her soul and weigh her down with all the lives that had been carelessly used to keep her living and breathing.
"I HATE MY LIFE!"
Jupiter shudders lightly as the Nurse smiles sweetly to her, brushing off the dust of the plaster with her gloved hand.
"Almost done sweetheart, one more to go and you'll be free!"
"Thank you, Nurse Maria."
Maria cups her cheek, quickly, before lifting the saw again and starting at the edge of Jupiter's cast. To the side, her Mother, Aleska, is gripping her hand, gently, as Maria makes a smooth line up her last cast. Though she is wearing a mask, just like Jupiter, Jupiter can see that she is giving her a smile, by the way, her eyes shine with reassurance.
While I prefer some of the medicine that I can use⦠I am glad I have not been reborn into a non-terrestrial world. If I had been rich enough, I would have just simply been tossed into a RengenX bath without consent in the state I had been.
Jupiter had enough sins staining her soul because of Seraphi.
She would not add to it in this life, she would rather die.
AN:
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These daily updates are not gonna be a thing, guys. I've just really been motivated to write about this.
~Happy Reading,
Moon Witch '96
