Dreamstone

This simple setup created a computer far more powerful than necessary.

Naturally, James was thrilled with his creation and moved Paris into the central computer, located in the house on the Third Planet.

This gave Paris an immense amount of power—more than she actually needed—but James was known for making unreasonable requests, so she stayed busy at times.

[I follow you everywhere, but that doesn't mean I know how you're feeling.]

"....."

[Okay, I'll stop talking.] Paris replied, falling silent.

"Anyway, did you manage to crack the Dreamstone?" James asked.

[It was a matter of time. These things are as miraculous as you said, but I can program them now. I can even program what they turn into.] Paris replied.

"That's incredible," James said, amazed.

The Dreamstone was part of his initial plan to gain power, but he eventually abandoned the idea, wanting to see what level of power the Primagen granted him instead.

The Dreamstone was a magical artifact, something Paris, as a scientific entity, shouldn't have been able to decipher.

Yet, as she put it, "it was a matter of time." With literal planets full of computers at her disposal, she had the power to crack it.

James had asked her to do this for one reason alone.

In the comic where the Dreamstone was introduced, it was revealed that a witch had tampered with it, restricting it to manifesting only weapons.

Over time, it would corrupt its user's mind. Being able to program the Dreamstone could unlock endless possibilities.

Imagine a suit of armor that could generate any weapon you desired, with unlimited ammo or similar capabilities.

However, James's real reason for asking was simply to see if Paris could do it.

The Dreamstone was powerful, but aside from manifesting weapons or replacing amputated limbs, James couldn't find a practical use for it—at least for now.

"I never thought you'd actually pull it off."

[Oh ye of little faith, I hope you don't doubt me anymore. But what exactly are you planning to do with the programmable Dreamstone?] Paris asked.

"Nothing, really. I just wanted to see if you could crack magic."

[Oh… That's the dumbest thing you've asked for so far.] Paris replied.

"I know, but with your programmable Dreamstone, we can now create anything we want, exactly how we want it. The Dreamstone just manifests an exact replica of what you desire and doesn't allow modifications."

[True, but what's your goal here?]

"Initially, nothing. But now I want a sample of a true symbiote. I plan to create the ultimate safety suits for my people, you know… Oh, and how's the Mutant ability detector coming along?" James asked.

[I'm almost done. It's incredibly difficult to detect a mutant's ability just from their X-Gene.]

"I know, dear. But with the level of resources and computing power you have, nothing should be too difficult for you," James replied casually.

After all, it was the simple truth. Besides, Paris had far more power than just the quantum planets. Calling her nigh-omniscient wouldn't be an exaggeration.

[Can't argue with that. Now, back to the Ultimate Safety Suit.]

"I want a Dreamstone symbiote with no weaknesses to fire, sound, or anything else. But you can't create that without studying real symbiotes first, right?"

[True. The simulacrum symbiote here has no genetic structure, so I can't solve its weaknesses and program it into a Dreamstone.]

"I know. Now, we're off to Klyntar, home of the symbiotes," James said.