Few people have the chance to - go back, do something again. But the other version of Kystle is a very specific exception. He knows what's in store for it if he doesn't do anything. Genocide for the invaders (Lynn would call it justified, he just thinks murder is murder), a second invasion of New Kystle, immortal psychopaths with sharp weaponry running around - not the kinds of things he wants. So Prime is thinking of ways to circumvent the problem.
It's unfortunately humbling when he finds no moral solution knocking at his door. There are plenty of immoral ones, but he doesn't touch those. Certainly, he could throw the out of work demon hunters at the plane, tell them to kill things, but that hardly solves the underlying problem. Even he, with all his power, can't save an entire planet. His sister couldn't, either. Not even both of them together.
Obviously, he needs more resources. He didn't deal much in other planes, not when the risks were so great. But now - now he knows that there are other versions of him, other versions of Bells. With various types of magic. Prime isn't a greedy man, but he knows new possible resources when he sees hints of them, and he wants them. He can fix - not his mistake in particular, but his mother's, the second bloodline's.
He spends some time scrying, and then he sighs and snaps his eyes shut. Yeah, that's definitely something. He did not need to see a younger version of himself having sex. Ever. Annoying how his alts seem to come in pairs with 'Bells,' it leads to awkward situations like this. Mirrors are retrieved, and then Prime informs everyone of what he's found - another Adarin, another Bell, together and obviously with some kind of magic.
Since Pantheon seems to be their impromptu central base, he retrieves a recent creation of his, and off he goes to meet with Spring. They're going to write a letter.
"Sort of. Except for the part where the half-breeds are inevitably crazy. My mother was one of those, she killed herself by leveling a capital."
"I think it might be more efficient if we told all these stories in Pantheon where the others are waiting," Spring opines. "Darren, is your twin - you have one too, right? - is he or she readily available? There's two of those around back near the portal hub at the moment."
"She. Uh - I can get her, but it's a bit of a flight from Forks to Seattle, so it will be a bit."
"A literal sword. He lost a fight with Zeviana, and apparently this resulted in him having to accept a nickname he didn't like from her, and he is determined to beat up your sister."
"She has killed like - eight people. And can shapeshift. Into a flying hooved quadruped. I don't think he'll get his wish."
"I don't think I'll actually make any bets, though. Because uh. I have never met Zevros in my life."
"He's Edarial's brother. The only male of his template, so far, but sufficient to alert us that gender isn't guaranteed to be consistent any more than species or coloring is."
"I don't know about Zevros, it hasn't come up. But I've heard references to Cypress's Zeviana having a girlfriend, and Prime and his surrounding people seem to match in every respect except for events after his and his Zeviana's age twentyish, so she probably likes women too; I don't know about exclusively. Bells are all straight, so far. All I know about Adarins is that they seem to like Bells under the right circumstances."
"I think 'the right circumstances' are basically when we can talk to each other and not married under unfortunate circumstances by miscommunication. Though maybe old wizard me's different. He's - definitely more sarcastic than I thought I'd be at - five hundred and change?"
"No, but if I were asked what I expected to be at five hundred and change I don't think I'd point at Prime and say 'that.' I would have expected to have a beard and pointy hat, honestly."
"When he's back we'll make him answer for his lack of beard and pointy hat," Bella says. "You, Spring, tell me about you, that's not redundant with later stories, the others will already know about you."