They all fall.
One, by, one.
A chain reaction.
The chemicals complement each other;
Reactions trigger one another.
When that whirlpool of chaos clears,
We are left with the optimal outcome.
The laws of my universe say so.
I don't know what comes and goes in Terra.
But where I am from, ideals are predicted and worked towards.
With that in mind, we tried a lot of shit.
I tried making superacids by giving instructions to lab workers.
We kinda got close. Mixed results really.
Also tried to make a substitute for gunpowder.
Ah yes, the dust that will begin the destruction of Terra.
I warned them, but Kal'tsit still wanted to continue and see what we could make out of it.
That gun stunt was maybe a bit too much now that I think about it right?
Did I let my emotions lead me astray?
Was it really necessary to use THAT much force?
The more that I think about it, the more I come to the conclusion that I kinda fucked up.
But what can one do?
It has already been written into the history books, all we can do now is just play along with our scenario.
Wallowing in despair due to insecurities about your decisions leads nowhere.
Just accept that you fucked up, get a move on, and try not to make the same mistake again.
Trudge on and grit your teeth, like you always have.
Well, I would have.
If the concoction literally didn't blow up.
I was just mixing elements to try and maybe reproduce gunpowder through artificial means.
I knew for a fact that gunpowder didn't exist in Terra.
It was confirmed in the lore, 100%.
And they wanted my kind of gun, that anyone can use.
Yeah, I had to spill the beans.
Anyone can use them.
Arts? Who is an ''Art''?
Industrialization was lighting its first sparks.
Arm the masses, and let the revolutions commence.
I would love to at least if it wasn't for the issues of gunpowder-
And R.I. in general probably wouldn't ignore me becoming literally Reunion 2 but for a global revolution this time, not just the infected.
Reunion... I was going to do something about them...
Ah.
I remember now.
I needed to talk to someone-
Nay. Someones
I am getting caught off track.
Where was I?
Right. The big boom.
Apparently mixing this liquid, which I will refer to as Solution A from now on since no counter of this entire substance exists on Earth, with a solid that you and I are most familiar with:
Steel will result in, well, boom.
Not this world's steel though.
Due to differences in; as previously mentioned building blocks, aka atoms and structures of beings, even though both universes use basically the same steel makeup-wise, they have different reactions when reacting to the chemicals from Terra.
Did you know that it is possible for steel to melt down within almost 3 seconds?
That's right. Even though Solution A isn't a potent acid, only around a PH scale of 4.7 it can dissolve steel with ease.
Of course. First I tried to make normal gunpowder.
By trying to get my hands on Potassium Nitrate, Charcoal, and Sulfur. One of the most basic forms of gunpowder.
Buuuut. Even though I could easily get Sulfur and Charcoal Potassium nitrate simply didn't even exist.
If it did exist, Terrans had never found it, since I could find no records.
You know, I really am glad.
That high school Chemistry was paying off.
I remember enjoying that shit, so that's why I probably remember most of these things.
Back on track.
Steel.
Where did I find steel from Earth?
Simple.
When I was transported here, I wasn't run over by Mr. Truck driver, I didn't die.
If only I had though, maybe then I would have OP protagonist superpowers.
I was just driving my car when I probably shouldn't have been under the influence of medicine.
I blink my eyes.
Next thing I know I have managed to ram said car to the inside s of R.I...
Which, I still don't understand.
How they managed to transport not only me, but a moving vehicle, and keep its momentum as well.
This is why I suspect interference from some Godly beings.
I don't believe that the universes can randomly collide, if they could Earth wouldn't be the same for our recorded 4000 years of human history and civilization.
Someone put me here.
Something, maybe.
Go back to chemistry man, we ain't here to dabble on the matters of Gods.
''Give me the fucking papers.''
I asked a random motherfucker next to me.
Ok, got them.
The test results paper for todays experiments.
Fill this, fill that.
Looks good.
I am getting the fuck outta this lab man, it smells like burnt shit.
Let me leave a sticker too.
Ah, found a little sticker thingy.
Great, a little small maybe, but good enough.
Notes for other lab employees:
The test has concluded as a failure.
Currently, this substance is not stable enough to be a replacement for gunpowder, along with the fact that the mixture is a liquid, not a solid.
If Kal'tsit really wants to make this, I plead for you to at least talk to me deeply about this topic because I am 100% against the production of gunpowder or a substitute by, anyone on, Terra.
And I encourage the gun to be given back to me and testing to be suspended, for I will need it soon again.
((The reasons are to be discussed at a later date.
-Signed, Azmych.