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@theriftwalkerscrown
Gaze upon the endless expanses.
Gaze upon that which could have been, and gaze upon that which is.
Gaze upon all, and gaze upon nothingness.
It matters not what you see.
It matters not what you are.
We are the last remnant.
We are the final watcher.
We are the Beginning, and we are the End.
We are the all-consuming lightning, and we are the rain that gives new life to the dead lands.
We are the Crown.
We will keep watch.
…
I have an idea on how to help the dreamer, if you want to hear me out.
There are power entities out there, and they might be able to help the dreamer.. you just gotta reach out. I doubt powerful entities like yourself can be hurt.
- ☀️
“…Hm. We do know of someone who may be able to aid him. But…we cannot reach out to him. Our last interaction with the Dreamwalker…we did not part on pleasant terms, to say the least.”
Eternity closes his eyes.
“There are others, of course, but…I cannot allow the Dreamer to be harmed. The risk is too great.”
And he opens them.
“But…it may be the only option I have. I will ponder it.”
Both of yall. So you envy your other counterparts?
They're both silent. For different reasons, of course, but their responses, or lack thereof, are still the same.
…
Do you two dream such as the dreamer?
"Not in the same way, no." "We haven't dreamt since we left the desolate remains of the old." "We can sleep, but we dare not dream." "For if we allow ourselves to drift into the Dreamscape, we may see somebody we are not willing to face."
Eternity reappears within the station that he...and his other half...call home. He looks tired. Exhausted, even. ETERNITY AND ENTROPY ARE ONCE MORE OPEN TO ASKS!
… oh, I just merely cut ivory off from the connection, taking it as my own.
I’ve heard many great things about you. I mean, you have great power. You.. don’t quite live up to those expectations. But that’s okay… I’m sure your potential will come to truth.
…
Until then, I am merely observing.
"I...I don't know what you're talking about..." He looks around, wrapping his arms around his torso as he inches backwards. Tiny pinpricks of light begin to flicker within the darkness as your vision begins to fade. "Wha-what's...happe-" ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴠɪꜱɪᴏɴ ɪꜱ ᴄᴀꜱᴛ ᴀᴡᴀʏ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ꜱᴇᴇ ʜɪꜱ ᴍɪɴᴅ ᴀɴʏᴍᴏʀᴇ. ᴀʟʟᴏᴡ ʜɪᴍ ᴛᴏ ꜱʟᴇᴇᴘ, ᴠᴏɪᴅʟɪɴɢ. ʜᴇ'ꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ᴛᴏ ꜰᴀᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ʏᴇᴛ.
CONNECTION TERMINATED
… well then, allow us to- LIVUF MBJR VMM-
[It appears ☁️ has disappeared.]
…
Another voice has taken its place.
Hm.
So you’re the dreamer?… underwhelming.
- 🕳️
The cloud puppet steps back, the darkness closing in as he attempts to fade away, to turn to mist, to do anything to escape this new voice. He doesn't know who it is, but their presence feels...wrong. He needs to get away. He can't. "Wh-who are you? What happened to Ivory? Wha-what did you do?"
All I ask is for one small thing! Your soul- I can draw your soul out of your body, allowing your mind and heart to be free! You can wander wherever!
- ☁️
"I..." He looks around. Raine always told him never to mess with souls, never to bargain with his own or to alter those of others, but...does he really have a choice? "O-okay..."
… yes, I believe I could help you! That’s what I do, I help people, I’m your friend!
- ☁️
"...Really? Y-you could...you could get me out of here?" He hugs his chest, his eyes wide. "But...you said there would be a...a price, didn't you? I...I don't have much I could give you...or a-anything at all, really..."
[… somewhere in the dreamers mind, a voice echos.]
…
A dreamer, you are? Hello there. If you hear this, please tell me. It would be wonderful to meet you, dreamer. I am Ivory…I’m… a wizard. Maybe I can help you out of this situation you are in? For a price, of course.
- ☁️
A small puppet lays curled up in the middle of a seemingly endless expanse of silent darkness. He looks tired, his eyes sunken in and his felted skin pale. As you speak, his head would jolt up, his whole body shivering and shaking. "Hello? Where...where are you? How did you get here?"
His voice is quiet, soft. It's obvious that he hasn't actually spoken in quite some time, although he wouldn't be able to actually tell you how long its been. Not much of a way to keep track of time within this void, after all.
"You...you said you can help me?"
He looks around, a spark of hope shining within his eyes. It's dull, of course, but...it's there. That's what matters, isn't it?
Were you all friends with anyone?
“Eternity had many friends.”
“I had some enemies, too. Comes with the…the old job.”
“Indeed you did.”
“I miss them, you know? Even the ones that hated us, that tried to hurt us and bind us and kill us, I…I still miss them.”
“…I know.”
“You don’t! You only ever wanted to destroy, destroy, DESTROY! Why do you care NOW? Now that it’s all GONE?”
The grey-skinned puppet begins to shake, their four avian wings wrapping around their body.
“Eternity. Calm down.”
The only response from Eternity, however, was a muffled whimper. His eyes were entirely white now, and bright light emitted from them. His wings unfurl, revealing a wild expression, the grey-skinned puppet entity baring his razor-sharp fangs at you.
“Bye bye!”
The entity waves up at you before slashing through the air, opening a portal and disappearing through it. He’s gone, now.
CONNECTION TERMINATED
-pats Eternity on the head- ^-^
Eternity would smile, letting out a sound akin to a purr, although distinctly difference. His hair is fluffy and soft to the touch, although it does also seem to writhe, to slither a bit under your touch. Strange.
your names werent always eternity and entropy
right???
what were they b4?
“Do we tell them?”
“They’ll find out eventually either way.”
“True.”
They turn back to you.
“I was Raine…and I was Lucien.”
A ripped hat, weathered by wind and salt
A torn cloak, stained with rainbow blood
A jagged blade on a rusting chain
A cracked locket, once holding treasured memories
A sketchbook, containing images of worlds and friends long gone
A set of eight crimson rings, cracked and dull
A glowing book, containing records of every death in a bygone world
A cracked orb of corroded metal, once meant to bring the end of all things.
A camera with a cracked lens, once used to record a reluctant traveler’s journeys through a web of worlds.
A badge, once worn by a multiversal peacekeeper and father figure to many.
A fiddle, held and played by one of the most talented musicians there was.
Eternity looks around the room. Each object stands proudly on a pedestal, bringing back memories of better days.
“…I miss you.”
He turns around, and he disappears, leaving once-treasured memories behind. He’ll be back, though. He always comes back here, in the end.
*pokes the dreamer on the forehead*
The grey-skinned puppet catches the anon’s hand, snarling to reveal a set of razor-sharp teeth.
“Don’t. You. Dare.”
Interesting indeed. . .
- ☁️
The grey-skinned puppet nods.
“We look forward to seeing who triumphs, this time around.”
Before? Ah. So my existence wasn’t an accident. Good to know. It means I am an inevitability.
- ☁️
“…I wouldn’t say that. We’ve seen plenty of versions of this macrocosm of ideas in which you and your sibling never reached the heights you’ve attained in this one.”
“Of course, we’ve seen plenty in which you do, as well. Instances where you triumph, instances where you fall, instances where you’re an entirely different person.”
“Indeed. So many possibilities, so many instances. I find it quite interesting, don’t you?”