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The Multiverse

Genesis

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a part of The Multiverse, by Remæus.

Once upon a time, in an illustrious land of autumn hues far beyond the sunset is where your tale began. There you stood, in a field bathed in sunlight, waist high grasses browned by summer passed. It was a golden stretch of curiosity, natural and naked made seemingly for your exploration. Over to the west, a crag of dark stone stretched towards the sky. How did you get here? Where did you come from? The wind itself awaits your response.

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Once upon a time,
In an illustrious land of autumn hues far beyond the sunset is where your tale began.
There you stood, in a field bathed in sunlight, waist high grasses browned by summer passed.
It was a golden stretch of curiosity, natural and naked made for your exploration.

There was, as far as the eye could see to the north, south, and east, nothing but the swaying reeds.
Over to the west, a crag of dark stone stretched towards the sky.


How did you get here?
Who are you? Where did you come from?

The wind itself awaits your response.
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Genesis

Once upon a time, in an illustrious land of autumn hues far beyond the sunset is where your tale began. There you stood, in a field bathed in sunlight, waist high grasses browned by summer passed. It was a golden stretch of curiosity, natural and naked made seemingly for your exploration. Over to the west, a crag of dark stone stretched towards the sky. How did you get here? Where did you come from? The wind itself awaits your response.

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Genesis is a part of Ætherius; Realm of the Spirit.

262 Characters Here

Ondona [254] The Goddess of the hunt
Aewisp [253] Air Elemental
Hanako Mayuri [220] A travel with no place in the world to call their own, she searches on and on for something to hold onto.
The Chronicler [219] "I have been here for a very long time - observing, recording, and contemplating. It is my duty to chronicle all that transpires in Existence. If necessary, I will intervene to preserve it."
Alisah [219] Innocent Darkness.....Innocent Evil
Ell Vandrudge [216] Growing the greatest entertainment media empire the multiverse has ever seen!
Something [216] A small, somewhat round reptilian being with a cheerful, upbeat demeanor.
Kyu [216] Fun loving joking girl
Bear Orona [216] Quiet and Mysterious
Charge [216] "Engaging Target"

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She looks dumbfounded. "I just told ya, I dunno. I guess I'm looking for who I am and what I wanna do in this life, and to do that I left home to learn about the worlds, or in this case worlds." She sat down on the grass. "Miss Aewisp was it? If I sit on this here grass it don't hurt you or nothing does it?"

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Of course not,
Aewisp responded, rising higher in the air as the grasses giggled.

The reeds swayed, reaching towards Hanoko in tickling motions. The woman smiled, a sun flare striking where her mouth was.

I know of a place...
After many moments of silence, Aewisp spoke up.
A place with many worlds... Perhaps gateways from many worlds. Sounds...Many have passed through seeking their destiny. None have returned,
Aewisp looked west,
A good sign?

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She sighs. "Well, it's not like I didn't come here knowing i wouldn't have to do something mighty fierce to find what I needed to find. And whatchu looking at missy? Some of us only have normal eyes and can't see that far off."

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Eminence,
Aewisp responded, looking back towards the girl with a gentle smile.

Shall we? With that, the wind lady lifted into the air, the breeze blowing her towards the west. She stopped after a few yards and waved an arm. A large gust of wind gathered around Hanoko, waiting for the cue.

If you permit the winds to do so, they will carry you along with I,
Aewisp said from where she hovered, a few feet above the reeds, suspended in the glorious sun.

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Hail and well met

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Alright, this was getting a bit ridiculous.

It was the third storm Genevieve had gotten caught up in, the third storm to land her in the middle of a large, strange, place with seemingly no other life anywhere around. She was starting to feel like a real story book character!

Well, except for the luck part. She kept running out of that. Sitting up in the middle of the field, Genevieve pushed the mop of red hair out of her eyes. A pretty enough place, at least there was daylight here. No structu-Where is my ship.

And, come to think of it,
Who're you?

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Silas brushed back his own hair, wondering if it was the whiskey or just another one of life's random happenstances that had thrown him into this place. Seeing a woman opposite him, he concluded it must be the whiskey.

"Lady, If you don't remember my name, that means we havent got to the good part yet." He smiles, revealing a suprisingly winning smile. Maybe this new place isnt so bad after all.

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Silas Quinn

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Silas Quinn straightens up, brushing himself down.

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 “ My this is a suprisingly picturesque place. Doesn't look much like Port Royal, though. ”

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Huh?
She hurried to her feet, checking for her revolvers. Why that haughty little...

You ain't a part a my crew,
The girl, who was dirtier than she was old, withdrew a gun and aimed it point blank at the face of the charmer.
Where's Port Royal?
She lowered it a hair, realizing he must be lost too,
Did you come on the storm?

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Silas blinks. "Feisty one, eh? Don't reckon I've seen barkers like them before." Looking around, he blinks, eyes adjusting to the sunlight. "Man, I've been drunk before, but never this drunk." "Crew? Girl, I'm Silas Quinn. Unless you're Mary Reid's Ghost, I think I should be the one asking why I don't remember you either." He snorted. "And there's been no storm lately, not that I can remember." He frowns, rubbing his head. "Can't remember much, truth be told."

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Genevieve looked to her gun, unsure whether to take that as a compliment or not.

Well I ain't a ghost, surely,
She piped up, squaring her shoulders and the gun. What was more troubling? His lack of memory, or his lack of knowledge on the storm?

N' why should I have cause to remember you? D'you know who you're lookin' at?
No, he probably didn't, but in truth, she had no idea who she was looking at either. But she had a gun!

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Silas snorted. "Girl, I'm pretty well known around these parts." He frowned for a moment, wondering if he was even still in "these parts." "Well, at anyrate, I'm a big deal. Ask Anyone. Silas Quinn. Respectable Rum Merchant if you dont know me, something a bit less boring if you do." He considers wether he should try to draw his own flintlock, but eyeing the woman, he could see she was used to handling firearms. Best not to spook her.

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Genevieve,
She lowered the gun, recognizing the name. Yes, Silas Quinn. Rum merchant.

She had personally head a raid on one of his ships a year back, pilfering one of the more expensive casks and enjoying it all the way back to their base. The ship was left unharmed, the crew... Well, she wouldn't blame them if they never set foot on a transport vessel again.

Had he heard of her? It could be bad. She could be arrested, caught, out here alo-Wait a minute. Reminded of their apparent seclusion, Genevieve again perked up the gun.

If I lower this y'ain't gonna try anythin' funny, agreed?

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Silas smiled. At last, getting somewhere. "Genevieve, thats a nice name. French, isnt it? Very nice, the french." The name didn't conjure anything instantly to mind, but he still felt a tad hungover. Regardless, she was clearly a cove of some kind, and one best not to be trifled with. "No funny business, on my honour as a god fearing christian man." He even crossed himself, to be sure. Not that he believed in God or the Devil. But it sometimes impressed people, so why not?

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She eyed him warily, not buying that cross bit for a second. How many times had she herself used that old line? Still, she lowered the gun, fighting back a blush from the flattery. She was, after all, a lady. He was, despite the circumstance, an attractive man.

Thanks, yeah, French... So...
There were no airships in the sky, no steam or smoke rising from anywhere around. About the only thing worth mentioning besides the sky, the grass, and them was a big mountain lookin' thing in the distance.

I don't s'pose you know a way away from here?

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Silas looked around, taking in the suprisingly bright and verdant fields. Didn't look like anywhere he was familiar with. Almost reminded him of England, in some ways. "Can't say I do, miss Genevieve." He lowered his hands, relaxing now that she had lowered the gun.

He strained his eyes, to see if there was any sea or coast on the horizon. It didn't look like it. Was he dreaming? He pinched himself, to be sure. Wincing in pain, he concluded this was definitely reality.

"I don't suppose a fine lady such as yourself has any idea where we are to begin with?"

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Genevieve couldn't help but cringe at miss, her cheeks flustering more so than ever before.

Nowhere, as it looks..
She pointed towards the rock in the distance,
Yonder rock mountain lookin' thing, due west a league 'erhaps.

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Silas looked. "Well, that direction's as good as any other. Maybe we can get some elevation and scope the lie of the landscape?" He began moving immediately in the direction she had pointed out, not waiting for her to catch up. Best to take charge, and seem like he knew what he was doing. Ladies tended to like that. Confidence, that was the secret. Though as for the more pressing concern of figuring out wether he was in trouble or not, well, he was Silas Quinn. Passing up an opportunity to impress a lady, especially an attractive one, even if he was stranded in the middle of nowhere with no clue if he was going to survive the next few days or not, was simply not something he could do, no sir.

"So, Miss, or perhaps Mistress if you prefer, what exactly -is- the last thing you can remember?" He called back, not slowing his pace.

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Genevieve took charge after him. That was her idea, damnit! Stomping through the tall reeds, she managed to catch up faster than expected. The grasses were annoying.

Captain, is preferred,
She flashed a devilish grin.

With a huff, she withdrew a cutlass. Hack! The reeds seemed to whisper as they were felled, voices barely carrying on the wind towards the large rock.

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He smiled. A challenge, perhaps? "Very well, Captain, you lead the way." His eyes flashed with mirth. Every move she made could be made to seem like a victory for him, with the right tone. Let her tire herself out hacking the reeds clear for him. Plus she would begin to grow hot, and sweaty, and frustrated, and his words could slide ever more effortlessly under her armour, so to speak.

"Well, Mistress Captain, Last thing I can remember is consuming far too much of someone's- that is to say, my- whiskey, and passing out in a calm night, probably in a Port Royal boozing den. Not the first time i've woken up in strange lands after a fine night of fun, I can tell you! But, first time I've had a face as lovely as yours to wake up next to, no mistake." He flashed another wicked smile, carefully picking his way through the chopped reeds, following close behind her now.

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She would lead the way! Even if the reeds did make that awful, strange, dying hiss. Why was that?

The sun beat down on her red hair as hard as his words beat down on her nerves. Mistress? Captain. Captain. She said nothing and continued to chop. Chop. Chop. Chop. Cho-

Genevieve whirled and held the cutlass up, wagging it as one wags a finger.

Four paces back, thank'er!
For effect, she chopped some more of the grass. A girl had to do what a girl had to do to not get ravaged, after all. Face as lovely as hers, she blushed again, turning to hide the coloring of her cheeks.
I was somewhere horrid,
Chop,
Crawlin' with the dead,
Chop,
Like nothin' I've seen ever,
Chop.

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Silas fell back, startled at her sudden temper. So, my words do have effect. He contained his desire to rub his hands with glee. Rage was a reaction of one kind, something he could work with. Her blushes, if blushes they were, suggested she was not used to this kind of attention. Interesting.

He barely noticed the strange hissing of the reeds as she cut through them, his thoughts occupied with both how to win this fairfaced and capable woman over, and also with idle thoughts about where exactly he could be, or how to get from here to somewhere more comfortable, preferably with this wench in tow.

"Horrid? Dead, eh? Sounds like you've been hanging out with rough rapscallions alright. I assure you, I am nothing of the sort." He lied boldly. "I've seen some strange sights, Mistress Captain. Dead Men aren't the strangest. Though waking up in a verdant field like nowhere in the West Indies i've ever seen.." He paused, a strange note of doubt entering his tone. It was a very odd place to wake up, indeed.

"We're nearly at the rock there. Strange, I thought a place as lively as this would have more birds. Well, present lovely company excepted, of course." He chuckled.

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She halted as he mentioned birds. Come to think of it, there were none. Was this an omen? Her men used to believe in strange omens, and she would scoff at them. However, a storm just deposited her in the middle of a blazing field with a pompous man who seemed intent on finding her fancy despite her lack of fancy!

Not what she would ever have wished to wake up to. Not a place for bird or Bird.

The need to chop had passed, the reeds dying down as they approached the massive rock. Something told her that she would have been better off in the stadium.