Ria had come back to Gaia Prime for answers, but she hadn't expected that she would only find herself asking more questions. She had sought the truth; now she wondered if that had been wise in the first place. She might have gone on living life normally for some time until the truth thrust itself upon her in a more unavoidable manner.
She gazed at the equation that her father had scrawled midair with light, trying to make sense of it. Martial Artists in the Era of Expansion didn't just interact with the world intuitively; they were also educated in theory and science. Their Martial Minds had grown more sophisticated and complex, more mathematical and scientific, and with the help of their neural inlays, they could even rely on it for processing data.
Yet, the equation that supposedly described her condition was beyond her fathoming, relying on symbols, operators, and mathematical constructs that exceeded those of her Martial education.
