《Director, Machine, Paradox.》Chapter 2 - Enter, Machina.
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(Self Notes)
[Shadow]
\Mirror/
"speaking"
'thinking'
*action*
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I was born again, not sure what to say about it.
It was a chore to keep my baby body awake. The Three entertained me meanwhile. My new parents were ridiculously protective and doting, my Father was more like the wife of the relationship, he's pretty short at 5'2, wheat colored hair, pale skin and red enlarged irises perhaps a vampire or maybe a ghoul?. Mother was more like a snake, a half Targual, forked tongue and all, her hair was curly black and she had neon green eyes with slit pupils and had patches of white scales along her back and sides. She's also relatively tall at 6'4.
Turns out I was born in some fantasy style world, a very big world called Machina, the sun of Machina is called The Source or Source for short. Machina has nine supercontinents, we occupy the only discovered one called Jareklai, we live on the small nation of the Lost Isles, about as big as Europe. We also live in the Village of Sirin on the coast close to the capitol of Lost, Magic is pretty common on this world, or rather Aethaerics. Bio-Demons live close to the Lost Isles too going by the name of The Rot, they greatly resemble the ones from my world.
Kids don't leave their homes till the age of ten unfortunately, but eventually the day came. My parents had been sneaking around the past month, it was kinda suspicious. My Mother knocked on the door of my room before opening without waiting. I scowled, "Mother?" "Yes sweetie?" I sighed. I pointed at the cube she was holding like a lifeline, a small black cube, a standard Storage Void, they're pretty expensive. 30 gold. Currency in the Lost Isles is the usual 100 copper is 1 silver, 100 silver is 1 gold, 100 gold is blah blah blah. The Lost Isles are the weakest country in all of Jareklai and likewise the poorest.
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Anyway she handed me the box with a nervous smile, I finally noticed father who was standing next to mother with a similar expression, 'Shortass' I think grinning, he smiles back. I prick my finger tip dripping blood on the Storage Void, I feel a sudden pressure in the back of my mind, I could feel the box mentally, and opened it, the objects materialized in my room, mostly books a whole lotta books and a crossbow, spear and assorted gifts. It was pretty awesome. They both shouted "Happy Birthday!"
My Father was a lancer from the Lost Academy and Mother was an assassin. They had met on a skirmish, a group of Targual spies were spotted and attacked by the local militia. Mother had been the protector of the group, and Father hadn't the heart to harm the spies and let them off, he was branded a traitor and locked away, Mother freed him, then they fell in love and ran away together. Or at least that's the gist of it. 'Sappy bastards' the two of them are hugging and cheering and Father grabs me into the group hug.
Anyway, Mother picked me up which I protested and we finally went outside. It was awing see the wide world again, the sky a dark blue with a scattering of clouds, it was beautiful. The village was pretty welcoming, adults, friends of my parents were introduced and the celebration began. I wasn't the only kid coming out for the first time either, I saw many others, already bunching together into groups. I considered joining them [No fucking way] \Yeah that would be really lame/ (Really? I think it might be fun!) I sigh. One of the nearby group of kids approach me, a boy with dark brown hair and pale blue eyes was leading, "Hey!" he called smiling "Hey." I felt kinda awkward.
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It's my first time talking to someone besides my parents in 10 whole years. "Wanna come with us?" "Sure" [Ugh, wake me when this disgusting spectacle is over]. We all introduce ourselves and play tag for a while. But soon we are gathered by the adults and taken to a wooden platform. The Village Chief hands us all each a small card-like object, similar to the Storage Void. I pricked my finger again dropping blood on it, the Soul Interface activated. A picture of myself appeared. Black curly hair, pale skin and heterochromic neon green and red eyes.
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Overview -v-
Name: Christopher Crash.
Status: Standard.
Age: 10.
Estimated Lifespan: 80-140.
Physical Rank: D.
Mental Rank: D.
Aethaerics Talent: B.
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Memory Tree -v-
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Stats -v-
Strength: 15
Vitality: 20
Agility: 15
Intelligence: 40
Will: 40
Luck: 100
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Status Effects:
Possessed:
Your body is possessed by three eccentric spirits: Shadow. Mirror. Self Notes.
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Traits -v-
Exotic
One Quarter Targual
Three Quarters Human
Dormant Ghoul
Genius
Lucky
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Skills -v-
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Languages Learned:
Common.
Trade.
Human - Lost Isles Variant.
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You are cursed by the Otherside.
When you reach the age of 15 this curse shall activate.
-Upon death your soul will be surrendered to Otherside
-The Guardian of Machina hates you
-A Hero will be born to exterminate you
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It seems I'm cursed. I put away the Interface. [Oh my. This is great, now we don't have to bother with these insects] (This is really bad!) "What do you mean you two?" [We mean you'll have to leave, some hero bastard is going to wreck your shit] (He's right you know, Heroes are tough! And you will also gain the ire of the Guardian, which is even worse! Guardians can be pretty petty) *sigh* 'This just isn't my day'. The rest of the ceremony is concluded and the Village Chief hands out booklets to us kids, I grab one and head home, my parents ask if anything is wrong, I had been unusually quiet. I tell them I'm fine before heading to my room.
I glance at the booklet, it seems to be an instruction manual, 'Meh, I'll read it tomorrow' I jump face first onto my bed, turning and shifting in the bed trying to get comfortable. 'This curse is gonna make things difficult, I better get ready for my 15th birthday' I drift to sleep.
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Thanks for reading, if you can point out any inconsistencies or typos I would appreciate it.
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