There was a pop as delicate hands uncorked a bottle of ink. The writer dipped a long red feathered quill into the ink well, smoothing out the pieces of bound parchment. On the first page they scribbled in a neat script.
Year 734 of the Sun Calendar- Midwinter Day 1
Perhaps it wasn’t year 734, for me it was year 1722. It was midwinter and we had been back in the mortal world for some while. We had gathered, my family and I, to celebrate midwinter, little did I know this would be the last time I would see them as I knew them. If I had perhaps I would have stayed a little longer.
As I left I felt myself pulled through space and time; only to be dumped into a strange ornate room. It was average sized with ornate walls; the most noticeable thing was the view the window provided….A castle in which in my time was known to very few as a ruin deep beneath the empire built upon the land on top of it. A voice stirred me from my realization, and brought me for another shock. For I knew the face that stood by the fire place. It was the face of the very woman whom I had watched perish in the halls of that looming castle in the window.
She confirmed my fears as she stated I was now in Nova, ruled by King Noku Noru. A man who’s very body I buried in flower pots in my room when I was sixteen….I must admit in my shock I was not as eloquent as I could have been. I believe the words plant fertilizer and twisted titties was used. I also believe I threatened the ‘god of Destiny’ with a good paddling.
The situation changed as yet another male was fated; he was a blonde and unlike myself from a completely different world. Also unlike myself he seemed more than happy to be torn away from his family and immediately asked for money and something to do. I also had made the unsettling discover that my magic had been sealed off! Where a dagger should have been, at the sudden startle of a man appearing behind me, there was nothing! It was here that I learned that my magic had been sealed off.
Well Daddy taught me knowledge is power, with or without my magic I immediately wanted to gain any information I could. I asked what Fate was using to bring fated over and I was directed to a large crystal, which of course I had to go try to touch. I was immediately hit with visions, a hanging man, a tower, and a pair of vibrant green eyes. When I came to the woman whom was from my own past seem to crackle out and turned out to be a mere puppet…I suspect it wasn’t her at all.
Year 734 of the Sun Calendar – The Beginnings
I’ve been here for a short while now, I was extremely pleased to find out a couple of my dear friends were fated over. Garrett has already made himself a nice niche here as the Captain of the Civilian guard. Man always did work fast. It seems he wants to try to start a new chapter of his life here; thus as his third I relieved him from his title as King of Thieves…Not sure if that’s how it was supposed to work but the title is now passed to me as I begin building this organization from the ground up. Core has been helpful in his instructions so perhaps I might make a half decent one. Rivers I was surprised to see as well; though apparently this hasn’t been is first world hop…so nice for him. However he has been a support as I make the transition to this world.
I did have the pleasure of meeting a woman from both Garret’s and Core’s past, however she was not fated. It would seem her personality is slightly different then how Core remembers her, but he instantly had warm feelings for the woman. Personally I find her a bit pushy, a bit obsessed with getting me to wear shoes, but for Cores sake I’ll see what I can learn of her.
There are more Norus in this time; I met and drugged a man by the name of Jeon Noru. He seemed nice enough even if he is a bit of an eavesdropper. We ran into each other in the temple and he injured himself; so I gave him some of the lunar potion I was carrying with me. I learned that giving something to a magic user that could possibly make them trip balls was not the wisest of decisions. I will note this for future use.
While I have been here I have been listening to opinions amongst the locals; it would seem the plant fertilizer is very much an adored King. Besides for the sudden influx of fated things seem peaceful here.
The plant fertilizer had an announcement put up in regards to a ball in celebration of Midwinter. It seems he’s opening the entire castle for one night for the general public. There is much excitement…Core insists I go. I admit I do not do well in large parties as something ALWAYS goes wrong. However Core has threatened to destroy my innocence with awful mental images. The man can be so pushy. Rivers has generously picked out a nice dress for me to wear to the ball; though he had to be persuaded from a gaudy form fitting red one….I really do prefer not to stick out as a sore thumb. Especially when in such close proximity to that man…
Year 734 of the Sun Calendar – The Plant Fertilizers ALLLIVEE!
As I said something always goes wrong! And right I was; things did go horribly wrong. I arrived at the ball dressed proper; I did my best to dress my rank and to blend in with the other lower class patrons. I admit I was highly nervous; jumpy even. I was disappointed to see that the Captain of the Civilian guard whose presence would have soothed my rattled nerves was not present. Instead made best with blending into the walls. Core spotted his main interest not long after we arrived. The woman by the name of Claire. Somehow we ended up dancing, Core for a moment while I was distracted took advantage of the situation and took control of the dance. Really I hate it when he does that, but it’s one of the adverse side effects to having a possessed sword spelled to mold with your skin. Embarrassed I broke off from the dance to disappear back into the crowd.
The party itself seemed to be going well, people mingled and they had fun. Both fated and native alike. It was a brilliant move to create good will among the masses, and so far I hadn’t seen hide nor hair of the plant fertilizer. I will admit I did have quite a few misgivings on what type of man this one was. After learning the many cruel acts he committed in my own time and growing up with stories of the twins, it was easy to mentally paint an image of a monster in one’s head. But the man didn’t have the same upbringing as he did in my time, and things certainly did seem more joyous.
I had skirted around the large tree, feeling a bit peckish when around the corner a man ran right into me. Wine went flying; and so did I as I fell back. I was sure to fall flat on my butt, my attempts to remain inconspicuous ruined. Instead of hitting the ground I found myself caught in the arms of the very man I was hoping not to run into! I admit to my great embarrassment the shock caused me to faint….me a woman who’s punched Zepon in the face, fainted at the sight of the king…I don’t think Core will let me live that one down.
Things had certainly changed for the worse, for when I came to it was chaos! The king had been attacked and the would be assassin was still in the room. Frankly as bad as it sounds I was relieved the party turned into a shit show because at least I was back in an element I knew how to react in. Ilta another fated woman seemed to have the situation well under control as she trapped the assassin with the very floor he was standing on. It was an impressive display. Melania the Kings advisor and the woman’s whose image I met when I arrived in this world appeared shortly after. During the chaos I took my leave and marked the night as a complete disaster.
Year 734 of the Sun Calendar- Champions Calling
Champions calling; such an event didn’t exist by the time I was born. The gods had gone into hiding and hid themselves from man…but here they have a tournament to which those fight in order to gain the title of champion of their chosen god. The whole idea of choosing one god to represent bothers me, but none the less I think I must participate. I do question though why fighting? Why is it a feat of strength that determines whether you are worthy to represent the god…shouldn’t it be the person who best represent the ideals? I find the championship a joke; the gods work in a balance…when it is off things go horribly wrong. Surely they know this as they did in my time yes?
Well I showed up and signed up to be my father’s champion, I only have one other opponent. Others have signed up to battle for the title of their chosen god or goddess. It was interesting to watch the others fight; and I was well prepared. However as I watched my opponent, Jeon Noru, approached me in good will. He was a kind man; I am ashamed to admit I did use that to my advantage. I went out on a limb to ask why he had chosen to participate, and then he asked me the same. I have him a pity story; I will spare the details but I ended up talking the man into forfeiting the fight. He did so however in order to give a newly fated girl a chance in this word. Really it was fairly kind of him; and fairly sneaky on me. Because of it I will try not to bug him as much….I believe we are even now for him running into me at the winters ball.
I was pronounced Sadens Champion; and admitted to the next round. It would seem the final fight would take place in a few weeks after the champions got use to their new role. Though that never came to pass due to later events.
Year 734 of the Sun Calendar – The Blossom Festival
Vens is still just as bat shit insane as I remember; if you come across that woman you should run! Really…nothing quite strikes fear into your heart as that blonde woman coming up to you with a face that promises bad things. But let me explain why I had such a lovely encounter. A couple weeks prior at one of the temples there was a sign up. The blossom festival, Ai and Vennessa’s holiday is known for a time of love and passion….really there is a whole other holiday that ends up having to purify you from the fun that this holiday is supposed to have. Anyways there was a sign up list to sign up individuals for matchmaking for the festival. Knowing how my dearest friend Garrett feels about woman…I decided to be a little ass and signed his name….along with Rivers and Adrain as an afterthought. Wait now that I think about it would signing the Captain of the Guards name be a punishable offense? Well almost a year too late to realize that. Though who ever signed up Noku is in a worse spot then me because he also got signed up for this crazy event. Now I was pretty proud of my little joke, and had shown up on announcement day just to see the look on their faces…and also hear who got signed up.
Now at each Blossom Festival Ai and Vennessa bless the union of a couple on that day; those who signed up got that honor. Of course as you would have it the first words out of that damn woman’s mouth was Garrett’s and my name. I was dead for sure!...and who the hell signed my name on the list! Of course like any sane woman who knew the mans temper, I ran like a scared little bitch!
Course Vennessa caught me; and knocked me out. Not before telling me that my match with Garrett was meant to be. I came to with a sharp sting on my butt; Garrett had thwaped my ass with one of his daggers to wake me from my slumber….I tried to punch him in the face.
Unfortunately our date wasn’t as romantic as one would hope, as in that moment the King was attacked on his own date. He was injured and shockingly and most horrifying my date and I received the same wounds. I didn’t know it at that exact moment but I experienced the Noru curse for the first time that night; Garrett transformed, as did Core who resided in sword form in my back along with another. Despite the overwhelming set of emotions, my largest was I thought I was losing my dearest friend. I ended up restraining Garrett despite the now sharp pain in my head and the excruciating pain that came with a cursed soul transforming within yourself. To me the pain was little compared with the fear of losing Garrett….
I used my amulet my father gave me in hopes that it would help him gain some self control; and I begged him to stay with me. Something about my pleas got through the overwhelming nature of the curse; for my Garrett came back.
Later Core explained to me about the curse, and what must have happened.
Year 734 of the Sun Calendar- Meeting The King….Again!
Considering the curse was active and strong, I thought it might be time for me to start poking my nose into the castle scene. My original goal was to see a certain purple haired witch when I had wondered into the palace gardens. I did have admittance since I was champion, so it wasn’t like I was breaking any rules. Course I wasn’t dressed for any castle visit, my feet were bare, and my pants rolled up to my knees. So really I can understand the mistaken identity when I was suddenly grabbed by palace guards….none to gentle they were. Turns out I had wondered into close proximity to the king.
For a man who was the king he was certainly polite to someone whom appeared to be a commoner wandering his grounds. In fact his guards talk down to me more then he did. He seemed reasonable and nice enough. Even ordering the guards to release their hold on me. During our small chat he noticed a wound upon my head that mirrored his own….Impulsive he pressed his thumb to the cut on my head and I’m more then sure felt the twinge of pain of his own. At once he gave the orders I was to be removed from the castle grounds until the woman whom attacked him was executed.
Course I left but after the whole thing with the emperor in my time I didn’t trust to shits worth that I was ‘free’ to go. I was right to be cautious for not long after I found I had a trail of watchers. But a spy known is a better then one that you don’t. I played it safe and mostly stayed in the city and let them fallow me doing mundane things. I found the most boring medial jobs like weeding gardens, taking care of stalls, ect. I’m more then sure I bored quite a few of them. Every now and then I would make sure to loose them.
Course while I was running about I met a few interesting natives. One in particular was a young elf, timid, but she has an inquisitive mind and a small talent for healing. My acquaintance with her proved to be beneficial after I felt called to the moon temple to find a grievously injured angel cast from her goddess favor. I brought her to the young elf whom went above and beyond to save a woman she hadn’t ever met before, for a woman whom she just met. In the end it all worked out.
I also got to catch up with the man whom was fated over the same night as me. He seemed to be doing well for himself; he survived at least. But he was lost, unsure of his path within the world. My observations of this man told me that although he put up a large front was fairly insecure of his own worth. In my opinion he was looking for his self-worth in the wrong places; trying to see it through the eyes of the masses. I feel my advice to the boy unfortunately fell on deaf ears; in time he may figure out what I said himself, but until then he’s just going to fallow a hard path in life. Though I must admit he more then had talent when it came to inventing things; it was unfortunate he didn’t see the self worth in that… He showed me an impressive set of weaponry that he had made.
The weapon itself raised my concern; this man wasn’t inventing things to make his life easier…no this weapon was definitely for something bigger. He confided that the weapon indeed was built for a darker purpose, specifically to take out guards. At the time not one of us fated had been targeted…Claire had been captured yes but that was her own dumbass fault for attacking the King. But the weapon had to have been made prior to that. I admit that night Kail was added to my set of concerns.
Year 734 of the Sun Calendar- Proclamations
Words cannot begin to describe what a shit show this day turned out to be, Claire’s attack on Noku spearheaded a nobles vendetta against the fated. Seeing how the first assassin was fated, it was easy to assume the second one was as well…after all we fated are not particularly held with the fondest of views by the locals. Claire’s execution was announced by a nasty thing of a woman; she was working the crowd into a frenzy that was sure to break out into a mob at any moment….now mobs here are a dangerous thing. Often they lead to many pointless deaths; I hate mobbings….
It was announced that Claire would be executed and all those whom were in contact with her to be arrested. It wasn’t a hard leap for a mob to instantly suspect all fated…after all Claire was just deemed a fated woman. Even if she wasn’t. Lady Severine also had just given them an excuse to get rid of something that frightened them….and the crowd did not seem to be questioning it. As of late the fated people had an ugly face painted onto them by the actions of others. This was going to end badly, very badly unless something was done to cause the crowd to pause and question.
We were in a lose lose situation, the fated could run for their freedom and their lives and appear like the guilty party. Or they could be arrested and sent like lambs to the slaughter. The first option being for the lucky few who hadn’t gathered for this cursed announcement.
I knew in that moment that my decision was not going to be a pleasant one. But I still stand by that it had been the right one. Rivers I could trust to take action and get the others to a safe place; unfortunately my decision would be placing a great burden on him. One that he had expressed he hadn’t wanted. I stepped forward and declared I was involved with the woman sent to the chopping block. By now I was known as Sadens Champion; in fact I had lent my hand to many in the past months and I hoped my words would make them pause. I specified that I had indeed talked with the woman and that even my own interactions hadn’t been all too pleasant. I took a chance and hoped people would see that this was mad!
A fated girls word meant very little….and I admit I did something next that honestly I’m still waiting to be scolded for. I spoke with all the voices of the gods behind me and I spoke a warning…a warning to those who would persecute blindly. I finished by declaring my loyalty publicly for I knew all attention was on me in that moment.
It would seem my plan had worked; Rivers had gone above and beyond and had taken the cue to get everyone to safety; and the mob mentality had been stopped in its tracks for at least that moment. I can only hope I changed a few hearts that day….cause really being that dungeon sucked!
Year 734 of the Sun Calendar- The Cage
Have I mentioned how much I despise cages….This was no exception. I was immediately carted off to a highly guarded anti magic cell and ooohhhh boy did they go overboard. I hadn’t even used any magic at the championships but after speaking in all of the gods voices I guess they were jumpy. Not once did I have just one guard, but several leading me to my cell and I knew more would posted at the doors. I had shackles on my wrists, ankles, and I was even chained to the fucking wall by my neck. They chaffed like a bitch to; it wasn’t long until I could feel them become slick with my blood. I admit I took some satisfaction in knowing my predicament was shared by another…I felt bad for Garrett, but the other….Well in this case I hoped it would paint a picture.
Now I don’t do well in cages, I hate them…and I knew Garrett wasn’t going to come see me while trapped in this hell hole…at least I hope he wouldn’t. The more distant he seemed from me the safer he would be. But I was hungry; being on the streets I had been rationing food like I had in my younger years….I hadn’t eaten in a day or so, and there was a snow ball’s chance in hell I would eat anything these guards would give me.
Soon the man I knew as Grumpy Guard came to see me in the cell; he tossed a piece of cheese into my cage and some bread, as hungry as I was I didn’t trust it not to be drugged. He started off with stating as far as he knew I was guilty of no crimes….yet here I was; chained up like I was going to burn the whole fucking kingdom to the ground. I admit I wasn’t the easiest person to question; I may or may not have been a wheeee bit difficult considering the situation. Oh I made sure to make my opinion on the over kill clear and his response was he commended his men with showing as much restraint with me as they did. I was being punished for potentially being able to kill them, though I hadn’t harmed a soul since being fated over…. I admit this is still a sore spot for me.
He figured out my spell which kept Core stuck in my back; along with my other weapons; the idjit wouldn’t remove the chains to allow me to remove it nooooo he had to do it. He botched it and almost that the sword solidify in my back. He did get it right; but it was not a pleasant experience. He gave me his word if I cooperated that he would return Core to me after the execution, and after some more questioning he left.
I was left to my own devices after that; still chained like a dog…nice thing was being in an antimagic cell, it doesn’t work on divine magic. I was still able to communicate with a select few. Rivers was pissed I had myself arrested; understandably so for my decision put a larger burden on him…I had faith that he would perform the duties he needed to do. He already knew my orders to not do anything that could be directly taken as rebellion from the king….it would go against what I was trying to accomplish by being in the godforsaken cage. Unfortunately things don’t always go according to plan.
Year 734 of the Sun Calendar- Hellfire
We were led in chains off to the gallows the next morning, myself with a few other fated that had been turned in…there were not as many of us as their could have been but it was a good number of people…I wondered if everyone here had contact with Claire… but seriously they must have thought me a monster for I think there was more chains then there was me. The pit in which Claire was to be executed in was large; and the sounds coming form it foreboding. I could sense beast down there…not normal ones…but ones that felt like the ones trapped in my basement back in my time. Things looked promising; or at least not as bleak. I mean after all they were going to just push her into a pit…
Frankly what happened next was I admit a little blurry for me; there was an explosion and all of morgg seemed to break loose. I could feel the beasts that were below suddenly break free. From my spot chained to the wall I watched panic unfold. People trampled people, men, women, children, didn’t matter which….in a panic or mob like setting the children were always trampled first…I had been one of the lucky ones that hadn’t been impaled by flying shards of caster’s sorrow. Smoke began to fill the air; as a fire spread throughout the hastily built amphitheater. I remember from my spot chained to the wall I could feel the wrong points below in the bit begin to move further away; the explosion had set whatever was down there loose.
To my horror during the chaos, Roxy an old friend of mine kicked Garrett into the pit; I remember tugging on my chains and not being able to get loose. Garrett thank the gods caught himself; but it was obvious he was a target. I had been contemplating on revealing my transformations worked in antimagic chains when a semi familiar bird alighted upon them and began to pick…I left that work to him as I contacted Roxy to tell Rivers to gather the healers I had tracked down since being fated. We were going to need all of them by the looks of this mess. The bird at this point had finished one chain; Claire having been freed finished the others and shoved a weapon in my hand. My main focus was not on the woman but to get to Garrett; and to get the flames under control…if they hit the wrong caster shard directly the whole lower city could have been blown to bits. I partially transformed and used my wings and body as a shield for Garrett; while I turned my attention to controlling the flames. Caster shards are dangerous, they either could cause manna corruption, or react in unpredictable ways. Only way to stabilize them is to concentrate a strong element of magical energy near it. I hoped to do that with the flames in order to minimize the long term damaging effects of the damn crystals.
It wasn’t long before I heard the tell tale whistling of a certain trigger happy fuck monkey’s weapon. If blondie hadn’t tested that weapon in front of me I’d probably would have been a goner. But it gave me a split second to react. I tried to slow it with a blast of fire and used my wing to shield both myself and Garrett as I was hit hard with the charged spike. I almost passed out from pain right then and there; I gave the orders to Rivers to get out…It’s around this time that things begin to get a little fuzzy…I vaguely remember Mylees champion showing up and taking over the fire which I had been slowly losing control over…and then an odd pull that I knew to be Rivers tunnels.
Year 734 of the Sun Calendar- I’M TRIPPIN BALLS
Rivers had ported me and Garrett to the tunnels under my cottage in the woods. I was losing blood fast but I knew I had supplies down in the tunnels. I led Garrett to the center of the tunnels and collapsed there. Garrett went on to remove the spike and pack the wound with lunar flowers and tried to keep me awake….I remember bits and pieces…I think I confessed my feelings for him….or was it the pink dragons that were floating around…and why did I hear that trigger happy fuck monkeys voice?....and was Garrett crying?
This Journal entry is short due to the fact my memories like shit at this point.
Year 734 of the Sun Calendar- Still Trippin, sort of…
Garrett had carried me back through the tunnels; just like a princess! Felt so giddy should have had a tiara. Anyways he was making his way through the forever forest, no small feet, especially with an injured me weighing him down and him being injured himself. Halfway out and we ran into Mr. Grumpy guard. I was relieved to see he had Core with him. So when he healed us, naturally I thought he had come to return it to me.
Apparently that wasn’t the case but I had absorbed Core back into my skin and they humored me by letting me keep in for the time being. I apparently drifted off, as I did so Core filled me in on some interesting details about Mr. Grumpy guard….and the suspicions I might be a Noru?
Year 734 of the Sun Calendar- Red Carpet
((WIP Ok this aint done but it's a start))
