Progress
One Week Later.
'Finally done.' Osho sighed as he massaged his temples. He'd gone on an evolution and conduit enhancing marathon as soon as they returned from defeating the terrorists.
Mrs Jane assured him that they would deal with the potential fallout. After all, it was impossible to hide the fact that a battle had occurred, moreover, Oshi had a feeling the the Citadels which had already been taken over by these Outerplanar beings wouldn't sit idly knowing that their plan had failed, so there was still lots of work to do.
Well, if Osho was being honest, he preferred this–his work–over whatever the fallout entailed. It was stressful, but it still followed an easily understandable path that he could control the outcome of. People were fickle. At least with this, he knew what he was doing.
Also, the satisfaction from a successful evolution or augmentation was difficult to surpass.
