Holiday VI: What's up with Sophia?

I was starting to wish for the tender mercies of Hylosis and Pero and was starting to regret ever calling them slave drivers or anything of such.

They were kindergarten class compared to the expert class level of punishment slash training I'd been receiving since the previous day.

Why, one might wonder. Well, Oldea had decided to become one of my tutors.

And she could do something that forced memories of events that never happened on you, just like the virtual training all Bastions received.

She'd used that on my clones till they expired.

Now it was just myself and two more clones who had a few hours before they would face their expiration.

Fortunately, by the mercy of God, she'd decided we could take a break and none of us were being bombarded with memories of training we hadn't gone through anymore.

Or did we go through them? I had no idea, it was an alternate temporal physics sub-synchronization thing that only M understood aside from Oldea herself.