#adventurousfluffs

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"Managed chaos can be a little fun from time to time.. Who knows, maybe I could show you the city of dragons next time you're on our world." Alexander would look over to the other two as they approached. He kind of thought they'd be on their way by now. Kabartmak would look up from a book as he said, "My process of casting the spell to make a door between worlds wherever we happen to be, even though it will be temporary, is still relatively new. It will take me a little longer to 'hook onto' the anchor I left behind, but once i'm done, it should last long enough for the two of you to have finish your walk or have cup of tea or something."

"A city of dragons?" Now that sounded interesting. If they were anything like the dragons from this world, a whole city of them seemed like a cool place! Turning her attention to the smaller foxes, she couldn't help but smile at the thought. "I can't wait." If Kabartmak could work on a way of lengthening the spell over time, maybe she could stop in whenever she liked to say hello!

For now though, she was content enough to just have this time with her beloved fox friends.

"Did any ideas come to mind on how to help Pan? I know you'd need to see him first, but if he's connected to the forest, perhaps that could give you some ideas ahead of time?"

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     The citizen had her hands full of groceries. She could barely peek over her paper bags. As she went down the path to her and Shigaraki’s home, she stumbled into someone. The moment she felt herself bump into someone, she stopped herself from tripping.

    “O-oh I’m sorry! I didn’t see you, aha! I can’t see anything!”

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     “I’ve never seen anything like you before,” the beast said as he examined the fox. “What are you exactly?”

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@kurisu-uzune:

He didn't seem to pay any mind to her attitude. In fact, he kind of looked bored, like this was just something he had to check off a list and keep going. "My name is Kurisu Uzune. They were not the eyes of my 'world', but a notification to an outer-versal realm like this one, the current presiding realm being called the Realm of Light. There are a number of realms like it, and they try to make sure things like cross-universe invasions don't happen outside of their own multiverses. On the grand scale of the Omniverse, they take things rather seriously." He would look around for a moment or two. It was a library, sure.. But a hub of travel? There wasn't anyone else here? Only the one who had just left. . Questions for someone else to figure out. "I'm here because magic like that wizard's could be used for invasions like that. Not to mention the report shows he forced his magic to connect to your Library. I'm already taking a look at his magic in greater detail." With a gesture, the grey magic circle would fling itself off the door and into Kurisu's hand. There, he would begin examining it. "It would seem he spent a good bit of time here, so we would also like you to recount what happened for our records."

Ava raises a brow and she sighs, her smile fading. "My dear Fox..." she steps forward, her hands gently moving together, fingertip to fingertip. "... As far as I know it was a complete accident. To reach this place you need three ways; the Cosmic Key, strong magicks, or a strong will. I give my Cosmic Keys to only a select few people. So far? Only just myself and my familiar."

From the shadows a form emerges. A being with azure scales, large, big as a tiger... a panther-looking creature of some kind. Intelligent yellow eyes observe the fox with amusement almost as he comes to sit by Ava's side and tilt his head.

"There was no harm done here. I assure you." She smiles then. "The Library is for any and all who need knowledge. I am merely its humble curator." She raises a brow then. "... He gave knowledge freely and I gave knowledge back. I see no crimes committed, so if I am comfortable... should you not be too?" She asks with a small tilt of the head.

The cat raises a brow at his bonded and then at the fox once more, yellow eyes blinking slowly.

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"Alright then. Even when with friends, I like to ask before using major magics on others. It is a decent habit to have." With everything said, the old wizard would begin focusing on the spell. The magic circle below them would generate extra outer rings, floating them up to be centered around Gula. There were three in total, one at the height of his knees, one at the height of his waist, and one at the height of his shoulders. Each carried the colors and power from the main magic circle, and they designated Gula as the target. If he was younger, he would need an incantation to pull this off.. But he was an Archmage. A High Crafter. A Mythic Caster. He would speak only three words and the spell would be cast. "Mythic Break Enchantment." In a flash, the spell was active, and immediately began to pulse with energy around Gula. Over the course of about one minute, it would attempt to turn any curse or enchantment that was effecting him into nothing more than magic dust. It would, as he had said, have no effect on any of Gula's personal abilities or Keyblade. All Kabartmak could really do now was watch and wait to see if it actually did anything.

Gula closes his eyes beneath the mask and he waits. It's slow, but slowly a light dust of sorts begins to fall off him like a veil. He raises his hands to his head and winces as a headache of sorts forms. Memories... Lots of them... flash in his eyes and despite his stoic facade, a few years streak down. His breath hitches and he's quiet for a long time.

Swallowing hard... the Foreteller slowly lets his arm fall and he slowly drops to his knees. "... So there was something." He admits, his voice cracking, jaw setting. "... Yeah that'll do it." He sighs shakily. "I um..." He clears his throat. He slowly shifts to push his mask up and off, running a hand through his hair... and to Kabartmak...?

That exact same shade of blonde... is the same as a certain Librarian he met. The eyes are a bit darker, but his eyes are emotional as he sniffles loudly. "... Fuck."

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Kabartmak would watch the image change at his touch for a few moments. Oh yeah, it's all coming together. That was near absolute proof that their magic had ties to their emotions. And that, he could probably work with.. But that would take time and theory crafting. For now, he would see if his own magic could handle things. "Truthfully i'm more or less going to test if some kind of magic is clinging to you. The only true way to know if the memory magic is still active is for me to go home. If my memory of you, this world, and the things around it, starts to become fuzzy, then I know it is still active. . . But, there is something I can try something while i'm still here." He wasn't going to go half way on this. He had to be absolutely sure if it would work, so he was going to break out 'the big guns', as people had a habit of saying. Mythic Spells were exceptionally powerful in their own right, but some were just stronger than others. He would open his eyes now, his beautiful amber irises surrounded by that faint blue glow of magic. A magic circle would appear below the two of them. It was extraordinarily detailed in a mix of blue and gold colors. Since he was putting actual effort into this, even non-magical people could feel the energy coming off of it if they were close enough. It was Mythic Break Enchantment. "This isn't one of the highest tier spells, but it is a Mythic cast of a normal spell. Mythic casting brings out the true power of some spells. If there is any lingering magic upon you, specifically a curse, enchantment, or transfiguration, this will remove all of them. . It will not effect your ability to use magic or mess with your keyblade in any way, I will assure you of that. That said, are you okay with this? I do not know if there is a magic placed upon you that you would prefer stay there."

"Test away." That was the first thing that left his lips. He trusted Kabartmak... and that coming from a Foreteller?... That said something. "If something is lingering... well, it'll be in my favor to remove it, yes?" He asked in bemusement. "Besides, we've been friends for a while now... If I consider you a friend, I trust you. It's that simple, Kabartmak."

His gaze shifts to the scroll and then to the Fox Wizard. "... Is there anything I need to do specifically?" His mask tilts with him as he shifts his head. "There's no kind of magic I can think of that would have been used on me. If there is... then I am unaware of it."

( Boy has no idea... )

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@adventurous-fluffs:

".. Partially, but not really. It doesn't really answer if intense emotion can have power here. . But, I can lay out my thoughts anyway." The old wizard would take a few moments to cast a handful of Minor Images, except these were a higher tier variant he made that he could move around and actively change. "You mentioned a Keyblade War. You have also spoken of how a Keyblade is manifested. Such a war, I would surmise, would likely be an Incredibly emotion filled event, with all sides brandishing what amounts to their souls." The images would show silhouettes of people clashing in a melee, a light at their cores shining through their weapons. He would have their clashes release a display that represented energy and make it all start to hover above the battle. "If emotion can sway the magics of this world, then my theory is that your war created so much emotion and chaos that it all flowed together into messing with reality. The sheer amount of sorrow that would be created would likely come from people wanting to forget that it ever happened in the first place.. So, it did just that." He would have the energy form together into a volatile sphere before bursting, making the battle disappear along with the rest of the images. He would look back up to Gula and continue. "A tale of Lose and Fire and Faith. Made forgotten by the collective suffering of those who were victim to it.. The lingering effects could very well have clung to you and the other survivors, causing the lapse in memory of those you have met, but not completely removing memory of you."

Gula falls quiet and folds his arms, his weight shifting as he locks his attention onto Kabartmak, listening. He has a point about it being a highly-charged emotional event. The lives lost there... mm... not lost, but thst disappeared... he remembers hearts moving into the sky like a backwards snowfall.

He sighs softly.

He reaches out a hand towards the projection and with a slight touch, the memories fall onto the screen. Children fighting, keyblades clashing. Ira, Aced, Invi, and Ava on the battlefield. A bright moon in the shape of a heart. The hearts indeed, do act like a backwards snowfall as hearts begin to ascend skyward.

He pulls his hand back, his hand moving in a way that it closes into a half-fist. "What you're saying is possible... but if I'm honest?... I never gave it much thought." He's... too jaded and tired to deal with the fact he's looking his trauma in the face on the screen.

He's had time to process it and just... honestly? There's no emotions. Any tears he shed long ago are lost to him now. He simply views it as a war veteran would; a fact of life.

"If it did cling to me... I mean, it's a possibility. Magic systems from different universes clashing can cause... interesting outcomes, so to speak." He turns his head slightly to look at Kabartmak through his mask. "... So my question is; what is it you're looking to test? You say you want to know if emotions can cause those mm, not problems but... what's the word I'm looking for?" He muses to himself. "Ah, nevermind. My point is... I'm all ears if you want to test things a specific way."

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"I am well aware that some knowledge should be kept hidden. I spoke of such earlier. It would be interesting to see though. I might take you up on the offer at a later time." With everything said, the old fox would get up and stretch, the diadem moving back onto his head. With a nod, the door to his workshop would open. He had a number of ways to open it without touching it, and a few comedic ways. . He did want to do something a bit comedic now though. Using a bit of telekinesis, he would toss the book through the door and watch it for a few seconds. It seemed fine, so he would say, "Looks like the book didn't instantly disintegrate, so that's nice. I will more thoroughly examine it once I have everything set up." Kabartmak would make his way through the door and look back into the Library. . He could probably test the Moonstone right now too, but one thing at a time was enough. He would get in a nice farewell as the door closed. "Much luck to you as well, and ever a time to study the variety of books I left for you. I am certain we will end up studying more than any normal human could ever hope to see in a lifetime."

Ava smiles to herself and watches the scene. She was glad that his tests were proving to be successful. Her eyes crinkle at the sides as her smiles widen just a bit.

'And you as well, my fox friend. I will see you in the future.' With that, she stands up and once the portal closes, she stretches and starts to walk away.

Until... She pauses midstride and turns her head. 'Oh? Did you forget something--'