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So there we went into the heart of our greatest enemy's stronghold, all six of us. Fearlessly we waltzed right in. Heedless of the stares we got from those who recognized us. We went to the middle of the Trinity's broadcasting and mass media center at the Wailing Wall of the East, a sector of the Interior Ministry. They were held up at a tower in the middle of its ecumenopolis.
[ESKART] "This is a dangerous move. We are surrounded by adversities here."
[LUDWYHN] "Bah! I'm all fer' it. Lookit' this bright, gaudy shitter. Nuttin' sayin' defoiyents' loik' walkin' roight' innear', ownin' the place."
[WOLFBOY] "Do these people really live in such... claustrophobic spaces? This place is hell!"
[SHENNU] "This is what they tried to get me to join... Something that eats the earth, a place devoid of freedom. Dressed in gold to distract you from the rot at the core..."
[LUDWYHN] "Well ain't we waxin' philosophical."
[ESKART] "It's true. This place is the product of Huangdi's work. In his eyes, this is not perfect. It's lacking one thing more. People without thoughts."
We entered the center for mass media. A place that could only be trusted to Immortals as workers. They manipulated all the information the Trinity's civil populace had access to here. The internet, television, all the mass media. They ran their censorship nightmare here. They were confused when we entered boldly, some of them tried to stop us, but they couldn't really get in our way. We just walked past, and took the elevators up without a word.
We went right to the office of the mass media center's controller. I stepped in, companions following me behind closely. Then, I saw him.
[YASUKUNI] "Hm?"
He turned around and face us after calibrating a radio mast he held, some kind of technological device. He held it like a sacred implement, and dressed like a priest.
But...
He was so plain! Look at him! This guy was a promoted deity? Someone that actually received a promotion from Demigodhood?
[YASUKUNI] "...Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.... u-ur... Can I... help you?"
'You are... Yasukuni? The God of Media.'
His eyes darted left and right before falling back to me.
[YASUKUNI] "That's me. Who... who are you? I don't get visitors... well, visits from people I don't know. W... What is this exactly?"
