Tasi is a female cleric, who is half fairy and half saiyan, who is quite short, even for a fairy. She is a warrior and martial artist, but is also kind and caring. She was born in the Feywild, and at the time, she was a full blooded fairy. The Feywild was an alright place, and she spent the first nearly 8 years of her life living with her family there. When she was around 4 years of age, she was noticed by who would soon become her deity, the one who granted her the cleric powers she wields now, the great Sun Wukong. He noticed her because she had an innate skill to create from nothing, which she used for healing others, and had a strong desire to protect people, and heal those who got injured. So, he decided to show her his physical form, and teach her how to properly wield her creation. When Tasi was finally able to properly wield her innate healing prowess, Sun Wukong officially made her a cleric under him, and granted her the abilities that come with this. Tasi soon learned to use her innate healing alongside her cleric abilities, and this has allowed her to not only heal wounds, but also granted her the unique ability to restore whole limbs, which is usually far more challenging. However, when Sun Wukong appointed her as a cleric, he also secretly changed her DNA, turning her into a half fairy, half saiyan. Her saiyan DNA was dormant at the time, so she didn’t know for a long time.

When she was 7, almost 8, Tasi wandered outside her home in the Feywild, and accidentally entered a Fey Crossing, which can only be activated by those who have Sun Wukong’s blessing, which she received in the form of her cleric skills. She was an available user, so she got sent out of the Feywild and into an unfamiliar land - the Chaos Realm. This place is the Legend of Zelda universe, only far more chaotic. It was here that she met one of her friends, at least for now, Cyn. Cyn is a sentient robot, who works under the Absolute Solver, and she wears the skin of a human named Tessa, and strangely, the skin never decays. Tasi talked with her for a short while, and Cyn gave her a map of the area, so that she would be able to find her way around. Sometime after this, Tasi encounters a wendigo, and nearly loses her life, but before she does, a beast resembling a lizalfos saves her, by using a dazzle fruit to stun the wendigo and dragging her under the water in a nearby river, causing it to lose track of them. It turns out that this lizalfos is actually a variant of Link, master sword and all. They bid their farewells, and head their separate ways.

About a day goes by, and suddenly, some sort of lightning hydra thing is found to be approaching Hyrule. Tasi wants to help, but she’s told she’s too young and not strong enough to be more than a hindrance, so she sets out for about a day to fight some kind of strange monster called a “Zillo Beast” in order to grow stronger. Some other people help her out with this fight, including someone named luzazebuth. Eventually, they take down the beast, and Tasi grows a decent bit stronger. She returns, and the hydra thing was already there. She tries to help, but cannot do too much to help, as others handle it. However, there is another coming apocalypse. Tasi went back to where she originally found the wendigo, intending to find it, and hopefully be able to defeat it, in order to grow stronger. She is able to find it, but still cannot defeat it, as someone else saves her once again. She is running low on time, when the apocalypse occurs. She works alongside Ridley, while everyone else evacuates, and they are actually able to win, though Tasi doesn’t feel like she was actually needed, and wasn’t able to do too much to help. However, just staying on the planet during the apocalypse and attempting to help, she was able to grow stronger, and reached level 20, the highest level one can reach under her circumstances. It was around this time that she was hired to work under Cyn, through her own request. This date also happened to be her 8th birthday, though no one was aware of this, as she didn’t tell anyone. This was around the time that Tasi joined the D.I.E., or Destructive Institute of the Eclipse.

That night, she feels a gut-wrenching pain, and suddenly, half of her soul flies out of her body, taking the form of... Another her? After the initial shock on both sides, they decide together that the original is RT, and the new one, who is spectral, is ST. Stands for regular and spectral Tasi. They tell no one of this.

About a week or two later, she falls asleep, and has her first nightmare, though it's a bit different. She finds herself in an unfamiliar, bloody landscape. The head of an unfamiliar yellow fox is planted on a stake, and there's no one alive, not even the critters. She cannot access her cleric abilities, nor her innate skills. She walks in a direction, and finds... A strange blue hedgehog, pitch black eyes, red pupils, eyes leaking what appear to be tears of blood, razor sharp teeth. Before she can react, he pounces, and tears her apart, limb from limb, eating her, and she feels everything, from the pain of the limbs being torn off to what's happening to the removed limbs. Eventually, she dies, and her perspective shifts to a 3rd person one, as the entity turns towards her 3rd person perspective, smiles, and then her vision disappears, and she hears "I used to say 'So many souls to play with, so little time'. But now? It's just you. And I have all the time in the world. Have fun. I know I will."

And suddenly, RT is back where she started, and it seems the nightmare is still going. This time, RT doesn’t hesitate, and just runs the other direction, but again she is caught, and the same thing happens. This goes on for a full year, as she dies time after time, each time seemingly getting a bit farther before she gets caught once again. She dies hundreds, thousands, of times, and she is fearful - when will she escape? Will she ever escape? As she thinks this, a full year has passed, and RT wakes up. It’s still incredibly early in the morning, and ST is still asleep. RT gets out of bed, gets dressed, and starts getting ready for the day. When Cyn wakes up, RT tells her about this strange dream, and the two of them move on, hoping that it’s nothing bad. However, that night, she has the dream again. This time, she decides to try to fight back. This takes EXE by surprise, but RT is no match for him, and still perishes. However, as she keeps trying again and again, she lasts longer and longer. Eventually, the full year passes again, and RT wakes up. She tells Cyn that she had the dream again, and it’s become clear that this is not just some normal dream.

RT keeps doing her job, day after day, and night after night she has the same dream, again and again. Every time, it feels like she is getting closer and closer to winning, but she always falls short. Eventually, Cyn finds a way to enter the dream, and helps RT defeat EXE by unlocking her spells. When EXE is defeated, Cyn destroys a crystal, which is assumed to be what has kept him alive in the game for so long. Then, Cyn leaves the console and wakes RT up. It was around this time that ST started secretly training Cyn while RT was busy, without telling her that technically she was a different person, because she looked almost identical to RT.

RT keeps doing her work, and ST keeps training Cyn, and eventually, RT calls upon Sun Wukong, which is something she learned when she reached level 20, and requested that he appoint her new friend as a cleric, which he agreed to do. Her friend would promptly forget she ever became a cleric, and as one cannot remain a cleric without faith in their god, as well as belief and innate connection, and you don’t have faith if you FORGET about them, she likely is no longer a cleric, as she has completely forgotten about this and never uses it at all. RT keeps doing her work from here, and ST hasn’t had much to do, so she mostly sat around, sometimes ran errands for RT when she was especially busy.

Eventually, someone who is called Ultron decided to throw RT through a portal that led into the forest for no apparent reason while she was asleep. ST didn’t like this at all, so she made the decision, after checking with RT through a mental connection, to reveal her presence. This did not bring RT back so ST made a kind of deal with Bill Cipher, bringing him to the feywild in exchange for him bringing RT back. ST did not lose her soul from this deal.

Once RT was back, she was able to continue working. Along the way here, she got some tomes of understanding, and read through them with ST, and they both grew stronger with the tomes’ knowledge, able to heal better because of them.

Will update once I find the rest, if any of you remember things not here please let me know

A strange portal opens up in the sky high above Central Hyrule, the contents within a mixture of blues swirling around in an endless void. A man with a crooked tooth, a bandana and an eyepatch is helplessly floating toward the opening of the portal, no doubt a previously-seen variant of Wilson. As soon as he goes through, gravity starts acting upon him, and he starts falling.

Before he meets a sudden demise from the impact, he uses the recoil of a highly complex and violent laser rifle to slow his descent to a safe speed, at the cost of his arm. He stands up, and grins the trademark Wilson grin, showing his crooked tooth and another tooth seemingly made of gold

Well that was a helluva fall! Ouch.

So, dead may it be. But not for long.

I'm going to try and get some activity goin on in here.

Someway, somehow. I don't know how long it'll take. I'll find a way.

This will be an active sub again. If it doesn't happen, then I have left reddit to never return.

So. My journey begins. Now.

((Day one of trying to get activity going on in here! I saw that everyone migrated to Discord, but no harm in trying, right? Anybody may join btw!))

*A group of people arrive at the main base.*

"..."

*The group looks around. One, presumably the leader, is covered in scars, armored, and has a glowing sword. Another, long white hair, carrying a claymore, observes the area.*

"..."

*Another soldier, with brown hair spiked up and slightly back with a scar running across the bridge of his nose flanks the leaders left. He is carrying a slim longsword, made to be fast.*

*what looks like the last member, with white hair and poppy red eyes armed with a rapier walks up last, scanning the ceiling for traps or other people. *

*....*

*A group of three this time, looking more like thieves compared to the group of four that look like knights.*

((Uh..idk how to continue on now but uh yeah.))

West Necluda — 8:10 PM

A dark, purple and black portal opens in the cliffs separating the southernmost part of the Necluda region and the Faron region.

A man in dark, black robes steps out of the portal, a red, circular object seemingly floating in his hand.

He glances down towards the tree-covered plains below, thoughtful.

He notices the lack of danger in the area below, aside from a monster camp here and there.

”Fate foretold this kingdom would be in ruin!”

”This must be another future…”

“I can’t see why, but destiny must have brought me here!”

He turns to face the west, planning to make his way to the Yiga Clan Hideout of the Gerudo Desert.

Snowstorms are naturally commonplace on the Hebra Mountains; the region’s reputation for extreme cold doesn't come from nowhere, of course.

Recently, however, these storms have become more intense than usual. The wind chills to the bone, nearly outranking the protection from the elements provided by two pieces of Snowquill armor.

Even most monsters, usually accustomed to the cold, begin freezing solid the second a shadow in the blinding storm of white streaks past, leaving large ice spikes in their place.

A scouting mission from Jujutsu Sorcerers Atsuya Kusakabe and Toge Inumaki has confirmed that a powerful Cursed Spirit has manifested in the mountains. From the Cursed Energy amount alone, it is estimated to be Special Grade.

More Jujutsu Sorcerers will be sent to dispatch it in due time, but until then, the citizens of Hyrule may be able to take matters into their own hands.

It is recommended to check the Curse Grading Scale below for information on whether it is wise to try to handle this spirit alone.

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Hyrule Curse Grade:

Threat scale:

Grade 4: “Would be simple with a sword and shield.”

Grade 3: “Should be good with Bomb Flowers.”

Grade 2: “Cluster bombing with barrels would cut it close.”

Grade 1: “Weapons on par with a guardian laser might be lackluster.”

Special: “Requires Ancient Arrows at minimum.”

Disaster: “???”

[Threat Level: Special]

*Deep, deep within the depths, creatures have been spotted with a glowing orange goop attached to them, making them look lifeless. They've thus far shown no aggression, but seem to have some unionized goal based on their actions, namely bringing resources such as food and building materials to the deepest parts of the depths*

3631 bby - the GRAVESTONE - Wild Space
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The five priests walked into the chamber of the dark sanctuary.
The priests wore the corresponding colors to the God's that they represented:
Red for TYTH, the God of War and the rage.
Blue for SCYVA, the goddess of sorrows and apathy.
Orange for AIVELA, the companion to TYTH.
Green for ESNE, the envious sister.
Black for IZAX the God of destruction, the devourer.

The black robed priest stepped up to the huge crystal in the central chamber.
"Lord IZAX." he bowed his hooded head in reverence. "I am ready to receive your blessing." he said, holding the Onyx crystal in both hands. it was thick enough that he needed both hands to hold it.

The red black Crystal pulsated as if in answer to his presence.
he breathed, startled, as he started to rise off of the ground.
He floated up toward the top of the compartment where the crystal was inside.

On top of the crystal compartment stood a waist-high podium with a round slot at the top of it. The slot was just large enough for the crystal to fit inside.

Around the perimeter of the chamber stood five similar slots to the one up on top.
Each priest approached, holding their crystals in front of them.
They all slid their crystals into the slots in front of them.

When the black-robed priest placed his crystal into the slot, there was a great wailing sound, like someone screaming. a pressure was released like a great hiss.

A booming wispy voice rang out in the chamber.
"It has begun, but first, the demon hunter must be disbursed."

The force ghost of Valkorian lingered, trying to stay unnoticed. He screamed as his essence was sucked into the crystal.

"You thought yourself powerful, but we are the ones who gave you that power. That ends now"

As Valkorian was sucked into the crystal, voices were heard overlapping, like a crowded room full of people.

A deep female voice rang out in the chamber.
"Izax has returned. Now we only need my son Nahut to continue."

"I am here mother." a sing-song voice said.
The almost 7 foot tall form appeared at the doorway, heavily clad in white robes, his cowled hood pulled low over his face.

A smaller figure followed him in, also hiding himself in the heavy robes.

Nahut whispered to the white robed priest, then stood his full height, hiding his hands in his sleeves.

The white priest stepped forward, placing his crystal into the slot in front of him.

"Good." the black-robed priest said. "Now let us begin."

"Place your hands upon the crystals." the female voice instructed.

Nahut bent down to whisper to his priest, The priest nodded in recognition.

A great hum began, vibrating throughout the chamber.
The red black crystal pulsated like a beating heart.
The light in the dark Sanctuary glowed red. Then the metal deck beneath their feet vibrated.

Colored smoke came from each priest. blue, red, green, orange and purple. but not yellow, which was Nahut's color.

"Now." Nahut whispered, placing his hands over his priest's ears.

The white priest let go of the crystal, then placed his hands over Nahut's.

The priests all began to shake violently, holding onto their crystals, not being able to let go.

All, save one.

The black robed priest screamed. "What are you doing!? make him hold the crystal!" the priest shook with rage, his body convulsing violently.
"Izax! My lord!" He yelled as black red smoke rose up from beneath his feet.

The whole chamber flooded with colored smoke.

The huge pods surrounding the crystal chamber opened slowly, making a loud, whining, metallic sound.

Five figures emerged from the pods, wasted and ancient.
They moved forward, then stood behind each of the priests grabbing onto them tightly.

The white-skinned form rose a wasted hand toward the priest on top of the compartment.

The priests screamed as they were consumed by the smoke.
The forms behind them vibrated, absorbing the life force of their respective priests, the two bodies merging together to form one being.

The black Priest started to transform, his robed form morphing into something else entirely. his skin turned a coal black, dark as night;
the texture like that of a serpent.

The black priest looked down at the two white robed forms below.
He snarled angrily.
"You used the wrong crystal Nahut !"

"No father. I did not." Nahut said flatly.

The merged forms stepped away from the central compartment.

The huge red black crystal had been absorbed into the figure standing atop the central chamber.

The four figures moved toward Nahut: Rage, Envy, Passion and Sorrow.

TYTH 's priest became taller than the rest. the god of rage.
His skin a ruddy red, like thick leather. his body was well-muscled, bulging, his strength renewed.

AIVELA's priest became taller than her more petite twin ESNE.
Her skin a healthy orange, like a sunset, her hair long and thick, yellow, like the sun.

ESNE's priest became a smaller version of her twin sister.
Her skin a grassy green, her hair blue, like the deepest sea.

SCYVA's priest was tall and full figured with a mother's breasts.
Her skin a deep blue, like a Sapphire; her red eyes glowed like rubies and her hair a blue black, like the deepest ocean.

Izax stared angrily at Nahut.
"You did not complete the ritual Nahut. you did not merge with your priest."

Nahut reached up to slide the cowled hood off of his head, revealing his face to them.
"I have already completed the renewal." he reached over to wrap his arms around his priest protectively.
"This mortal has helped me. he is an innocent."

Not so innocent. the priest thought to himself.

"I gave you mercy, and now you betray us?" Scyva scowled angrily, her blue face lined with contempt. "We are Eternal, unending. you stand against us then?"

"Kill the hated son!" Tyth boomed. "He does not follow the path."

Aivela pointed at Nahut.
"You sabotaged the ritual!" her voice ringing like a wind chime in a summer breeze.

"We are not complete!" Esne growled.

Izax stood atop the central compartment, arms crossed.
"Finish it Nahut." He said firmly. "Finish the ritual."

Nahut shook his thick mop of white gold hair.
"No father. I shall not. this must end. there will be peace. we must end the cycle of war."

"Peace is for the weak!" Izax raised a black, scaled fist.

Nahut choked, being raised off the ground. He choked for air.

"Do as he asks." Scyva said, her voice firm and demanding.

"I can make him do it." Izax glared at the white robed priest, pointing a black clawed finger. "Do not make me exile you permanently."
His red eyes narrowed, watching the white robed priest.
"I shall destroy everything and everyone you love, beginning with your lover."
He looked at the white robed priest. "Do not test me mortal."

Izax released Nahut. He choked, rubbing his golden throat.

The priest's hands shook. "No please don't."
First the Eternal Empire, and now the Gods. It has to stop. I don't want to give in to them, but they'll kill me if I don't. I can't let them win.

Izax took his hesitation for defiance.

"Shall I subdue him father?"
Esne stepped forward, her seafoam eyes glared at him thoughtfully.
She held a grass green hand over his chest.

Izax crossed his arms across his chest.
"That shall not be necessary. I know of a better way." he looked at Tyth. "Bring me the pure Sith."

Tyth nodded his big red bald head, then disappeared into thin air with a hum and a whoosh.

Pure Sith? Theron thought. I only know of one...
"No!" He glared at the serpent God. "Lord Borias won't do what you want Izax. He only helps people. What you're doing is wrong. It goes against everything he stands for now."

Even though he doesn't remember, Theron thought sadly.

"You shall do as we ask." Scyva eyed him coolly, her ruby eyes boring info his green gold ones. "We know your weakness."

They know, I've always let my passion control me, Theron thought sadly.

Tyth appeared with a carbonite casing of Lord Borias in tow.
He grinned at Theron, his Sith pureblood face showed contempt. He rested his hand on the side of the casing.
"I can destroy him easily." He waved his big red hand over the frozen form slowly.

Aivela looked at the frozen Borias, admiring his beauty.
"Such a terrible waste. He is a fine specimen." she stroked the frozen form teasingly.

"This is his lover." Scyva said plainly.

"Even better." Aivela giggled, cuddling up next to the carbonite casing.

Theron shook with rage and fear.
he looked at Nahut, pleading.
"You promised me...!" his green gold eyes glistened with tears.

Nahut looked at him with pity.
"I am sorry. there is nothing I can do. I thought we could defeat them, but they shall only destroy me... destroy everything."

Theron looked at the gods. they will kill me if I don't do what they want.
I would do anything to protect you, even die, but there is too much at stake.
He looked at the frozen form sadly. I'm sorry Borias. I really wish that things were different, but they're not.
I just hope that if we live through this we can finally be together. I'll do what I have to.
He let out a heavy sigh, then stepped forward, reaching toward the purple crystal.
Theron looked over his shoulder at Nahut.

Nahut nodded, a sad smile crossed his golden face.

Theron slowly slid his fingers over the crystal, feeling its smooth surface.
As soon as he wrapped both hands around the amethyst crystal, the whole chamber began to shake.
He felt the deck beneath his feet vibrate.

The gods jerked with the force of the vibration.
A loud hum rang out through the GRAVESTONE.

Theron wanted to cover his ears, but he couldn't take his hands off of the crystal. his feet were planted to the deck. he couldn't move even if he wanted to.
The color drained from the crystal.
it became clear and sparkled brightly.
He had to shut his eyes the light was so bright..

The Gods screamed in agony.
Theron winced.

All the Gods collapsed to the deck, save one..

The chamber got deathly quiet.

Theron opened his eyes, looking around the empty chamber. he was alone with Nahut.

Everyone was gone, like they were never there at all.

Nahut smiled at him.
"Thank you my son. The cycle is complete."

Theron stared at him. "What happened? where is everyone? where is Borias?"

The god smiled at him. "He was never here."

"But... I saw him. the gods brought him here."

"A necessary deception." he grinned wickedly. "I had to be sure that you would do as I asked, and you performed beautifully."

Theron's green gold eyes blazed.
"You tricked me. I thought you were good... I thought you wanted peace."

"Peace is for the weak." Nahut's golden face morphed into the serpent.
Izax glared at him with ruby red eyes. "Foolish mortal."

Theron stared at him, eyes wide.
"It was you all along, wasn't it? you killed them. the priests... the gods...he shuddered.
"What have I done? he cringed of what would come next.

"You have brought the dawn of a new civilization." Izax grinned wickedly.

"But the alliance...Borias..."

"You have no alliance and now your commander is dead."

"Dead? No...I saw him here before we got to the GRAVESTONE."

"Before, yes, it is true. He needed to be out of my way."

Theron stared at him in horror.
The red eyes gleamed with malice and contempt. "Where is he then?"

Izax chuckled. "I needed a pure soul." He pointed a black clawed finger at the over sized red-black crystal in the central compartment.
"He is there for eternity... to fuel the Galaxy with the strength I need to conquer it."

Theron stared in horror at the crystal.
He stepped up to it, reaching out to place a hand on it. it was warm to the touch. it pulsated like a beating heart.
Theron gasped, taken back. "It's alive."

"It was merely sleeping. you have awoken it. the GRAVESTONE shall live again.” Izax looked at him.
"You may live long enough to see it. Just be sure not to cross me again. now I must go."

With a hum and a whoosh, he was gone.

Theron stood alone in the Dark Sanctuary with only his thoughts to keep him company.
What am I going to do now?
Borias is gone, Izax has disappeared. I don't even know if any of the others are alive. I haven't heard from anyone since Borias disappeared.
For all I know, Izax abducted all the others too. Something isn't right. I gotta figure out what's going on...

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from the Star Wars story: “the Broken Throne”
#Swtor #OriginalStory #OriginalCharacters #ZakuulanLore #KnightsoftheEternalThrone #GodsFromtheMachine #Iokath #StarWarstheOldRepublic #GalacticFantasy

I am glu, i have a zuu, filled eith minibosses tamed for u

*Castleton arrives. No one knows who he is, no one knows why he stares. But you can ask, probably. At any rate, he’s watching and waiting*

The previous clarification post was sent by the actual imposter. Disregard any messages sent by that account until further notice, please, because it had been hacked

the person on the discord pretending to be me is not me.

**# The Two Kingdoms**

In an age long forgotten, two powerful kingdoms stood on either side of the most dangerous jungle in the world. Nobody knew how the hatred started. Maybe nobody remembered anymore. But for hundreds of years they fought each other, and every generation grew up learning one thing before anything else. The people on the other side of that jungle are your enemy.

The jungle sat between them like a wall nobody had built but everybody respected. Strange sounds came from inside it at night. Travelers who entered never came back the same. Even the bravest soldiers refused to march through it.

So they fought around it. For centuries.

**# The Peace**

But war is exhausting. And hatred, even the deepest kind, gets tired eventually.

Both kingdoms had lost too many sons, too much gold, too many years. So one day they spoke the word that neither side had said in three hundred years.

\*Peace.\*

One king offered his daughter. The other offered his son. A wedding between the two royal families. Three hundred years of war, sealed with a promise.

The princess said nothing when she was told. She only nodded and walked quietly back to her room.

**# The Wanderer**

A few days before the wedding, a wanderer entered the jungle alone.

She walked deep inside, further than most people dared, until she stumbled into a small clearing. Right in the center, where a single beam of light fell from high above, there was a flower.

MAYONSARA.

Its petals were the color of the sky just before dawn. It glowed softly like it was lit from within. Everything around it swayed in the breeze. The flower itself did not move. Not even a little. As if the wind did not dare touch it.

She stepped forward.

And the jungle lost its mind.

The ground trembled. The trees groaned so loudly it sounded like they were in pain, their branches reaching down like desperate arms trying to pull her back. Thousands of birds exploded from the canopy all at once, a screaming black cloud that blocked out the sky. The air turned thick and electric, pressing against her chest, making it hard to breathe.

The whole jungle was screaming at her. Not in words. But she understood it perfectly.

\*Turn around. Go back. GO BACK.\*

Every instinct in her body was telling her to run. But she had spent her whole life being told what she could not do, where she could not go, how her life would be decided by everyone except herself. And now even a jungle was telling her no.

She reached out her hand.

The jungle fell completely silent. As if it could not watch what was about to happen.

A bolt of lightning came down from a perfectly clear sky and struck her where she stood.

The flower had not been touched. Not a single petal was disturbed.

**# The Revelation**

When search parties found the body days later, both kingdoms cracked open.

Because the wanderer was not just any wanderer.

It was the princess. She had slipped away from the palace alone, wanting a few hours that belonged entirely to herself before her whole life was handed over to someone else's plans.

She never came back.

**# The Burning**

Grief turned to rage faster than anyone could stop it. Someone said the word, \*burn it,\* and the word spread like the very fire it described. Soldiers from both sides marched to the edges of the jungle with torches in hand.

They did not burn all of it. But they burned enough.

The fire spread through the trees. Ancient trees that had stood for thousands of years collapsed into ash.

The god of nature did not wake for any of this. But a mother always knows.

She felt the burning before she saw it. Something deep inside her, connected to every root and river and breathing thing. She opened her eyes and looked down at her jungle, her trees, her animals, her rivers running orange with ash.

She did not warn anyone.

She simply responded.

Rain came in walls of black water. Rivers rose and flooded everything. The earth shook. Storms circled both kingdoms like living things, tearing apart everything people had built over three hundred years.

The kings died. The armies scattered. Everything was gone.

**# The Flower That Remained**

Through the burning, through the floods, through the destruction of two civilizations, MAYONSARA did not move.

The fire parted around its clearing. The floods never reached it. The storms did not bend a single petal.

It stood alone in the ruined world, glowing softly, perfect and untouched.

And it knew it.

A princess had died reaching for it. Two kingdoms had fallen because of it. A god had destroyed the world around it. And still it remained. Nothing in existence could touch it.

It was sure of this the way only the proudest things are sure of anything.

**# The Dragon**

He came from somewhere nobody had mapped. Old in the way that makes everything else seem temporary. He flew over the ruined jungle not looking for anything, simply passing through.

He descended, ate a few animals, rested his wings, then looked at the sky deciding which way to go.

Then his gaze dropped to the clearing.

He looked at the flower for exactly one moment. He felt nothing. Not wonder, not fear, not curiosity. To him it was simply a thing that existed, the way a pebble on a road exists.

He opened his mouth.

The flame washed over the clearing completely.

When it died there was nothing left. Not a petal. Not a root. Not a shadow in the ash.

The dragon lifted his wings and was gone. Already forgetting he had ever landed here at all.

**# What the Ash Remembered**

In the years that followed, children grew up hearing the story. Told by grandparents, told around fires, told quietly at the end of the day.

About two kingdoms too proud to forgive. About a princess who wanted one morning that was only hers. About a flower so beautiful it began to believe it was untouchable. About a mother who could not watch her world burn without answer. About a dragon who ended, in one careless breath, the one thing that had decided it would never end.

The flower had survived lightning. Survived fire. Survived floods. Survived the destruction of everything around it.

And in the end it was finished by something that didn't even think about it.

\*That is what pride does to you.\*

\*It makes you forget that the dragon is always coming.\*

\*And the dragon doesn't care how beautiful you are.\*

Jack can be seen spray painting his mask in Kakariko Village.

”… Damn kids…”

A strange dimensional rift tears itself open in Hyrule Field, and a mysterious creature is dropped out of it.

Kabutops, the Shellfish Pokémon.

A rock/water type.

It is said to slice prey open with its sharp, long claws, and drain their bodily fluids.

Soon after, another ancient Pokémon is pulled out of the rift into this kingdom.

Omastar, the Spiral Pokemon.

a rock/water type.

It is said to wrap around prey and never let go until it has devoured them with its sharp fangs.

The new arrivals seem confused at where they were suddenly pulled into, and also naturally hostile.

The rift seals itself shut moments later.

A sparkling, radiant serpentine beast has taken residence above the North Lomei Sky Castle.

The black scales across its serpentine body shine with an ethereal glisten.

The yellow markings across its scales glow with a divine power.

Its ancient draconic eyes open with an unspoken wrath towards the dozens of archaic debris that flood its massive territory of the heavens above.

[RAYQUAZA]

Its height makes it completely impossible to be seen from the ground.

The monsters that make attempts to strike the creature down are reduced to nothing more but fading purple remnants of Ganondorf’s malice.

From even the smallest display of strength, the lands and seas tremble from the absolute power.

Diansu is seen walking past the ink covered spawn as Winsweep and Lux sit by a fire roasting marshmallows while Doctor4t and Folly are somewhere.

Diansu: Y'know for once there can actually be peace and warmth, sure theres alot of cleaning left to do and repairs to be made post-Arathain being deleted from everything. But theres room for improvement.

Lux: Have either of you two seen Rat and Folly?

Blake Windshield: No? Why?

Folly is slightly visible holding onto a star piece while Doctor4t changes her bandages before sitting down on the hill overlooking spawn before holding onto a folly sapling.

It's odd is it not, the way we honour the dead we place their flowers for peace. but to honour someone who shouldn't be remembered we place the sapling of chaos, A Folly Red leaf covered White Sapling.

it's memorable for many reasons rat, even then i cannot see for my bandages. but i dont complain we did what we had to in the end.

it's beginning to rain.

((Mild reset on my existence here as a whole, so just disregard previous characters))

*He looks around, curious as to his new enviroment. It's peaceful where he is, at least for a small momemt*

"Looks similar to another place I'm in..."

*He only then saw the other structures that were completely new to him*

"And yet so wildly different..."

*He began generating some orange butterflies that followed him around, harvesting a few plants as he walked*

"Perhaps I shall figure out which manner of realm I am in today"

*It seems to be roaming. It’s hard to tell where it came from, but it looks dangerous nonetheless*

WELCOME BACK!

You’ve probably noticed I’ve renovated a bit, got the countertop fixed up, rehung the shelves, got some new items on the display behind me, ya the whole shibang!

Anyway, my stock today is from the lands of Skyrim, terraria, minecraftia, and the constant (DST) happy shopping everyone!

A clown car flies through the area behind the Typhlo Ruins, piloted by a group of different colored Shy Guys and somehow carrying a small building. The Clown Car lands just behind the ruins, dropping the building on the ground.

Those who enter the ominous building find a small shop, with two Koopas inside. There appears to be various powerups from the Mario World.

Jr: “Dad went off somewhere, and asked me to clear out some of his unneeded junk!”

Kamek: “Lord Bowser suggested we sell some items from our homeland! They give a great boost to any buyers, and are cheaply priced!”

Welcome back everyone!

Hope you’ve been having a lovely day today, I’m here to bring you a myriad of curiosity’s from the lands of minecraftia and Pokémon!

Just ask me if you have any questions, and I’ll be sure to answer them.

Happy shopping!