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There is a lot of time spent making portals to various places. Pantheon starts as the unofficial hub, and then essentially becomes the official one. Prime makes a portal to Iobel's and Edarial's world, and then he gets to checking out the various new planes he has access to. One, in particular. It's really rather minor, in comparison to the others, but he considers it important.
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.
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namesthesky
"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."
castmyown
"... I'm trying to imagine my sister as a man. That's - really weird."
namesthesky
"Well, as soon as Prime is back and has made a portal for you, you'll get to meet him."
namesthesky
"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."
shesepankh
"Apparently being winged quadrupeds together in high school is a good circumstance."
castmyown
"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?"
castmyown
"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."
shesepankh
"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."
namesthesky
"Well, I was born into slavery on a world called Tayane and when I was seventeen I fell into a magic - 'magics' are locations in which random, usually bad, effects happen to anything that wanders into them. It gave me a door, which led to a weird bar, where I met my friend Idania, who also found the door under much less explicable circumstances. The bar let me do a little arbitrage with a loan from Idania on its stuff-distribution system, which was not limited to drinks - I have a hoverbike, most notably. Then Idania brought me back into her own world, since for various reasons I didn't care to return to Tayane, and I lived there for the next seven decades and a bit, working my way up the priestly hierarchy in the service of Perinixu, who I've mentioned. I'm an acolyte, which is as high up as it gets - I have all the blessings she distributes and I can also heal arbitrary diseases with a touch. And eat free at restaurants, it's pretty cool.
"I died of old age and then about a century went by and then Ice passed through my world on her way to Prime's, where Cypress had seen evidence that there was another of him to greet, and while they were there Rae, Idania's god, thought Ice sounded like me, which intrigued her enough to resurrect me and then Idania too, so now we're back. Recently I installed an extension of her in Prime's New Kystle - there are two Kystles and two New Kystles and they don't have distinguishing names yet. You're going to need to nickname yourselves and your world, by the way, there's already an Earth where Ice is from; she named it Chamomile."
"I died of old age and then about a century went by and then Ice passed through my world on her way to Prime's, where Cypress had seen evidence that there was another of him to greet, and while they were there Rae, Idania's god, thought Ice sounded like me, which intrigued her enough to resurrect me and then Idania too, so now we're back. Recently I installed an extension of her in Prime's New Kystle - there are two Kystles and two New Kystles and they don't have distinguishing names yet. You're going to need to nickname yourselves and your world, by the way, there's already an Earth where Ice is from; she named it Chamomile."
castmyown
"That's - wow, um. Sorry about - that, glad you got out," says Darren.
"I think I want to know about all of the magic ever, like - why do planets repeat? I'll save that for after Prime's back and I can grill the other me's with funky hair, though. Bella, should we name the world Medallion? Or something that's - magical quadruped related?"
"I think I want to know about all of the magic ever, like - why do planets repeat? I'll save that for after Prime's back and I can grill the other me's with funky hair, though. Bella, should we name the world Medallion? Or something that's - magical quadruped related?"
namesthesky
"It occurs to me that I should get one of the mages to look for the bar, and see if they can find that. In addition to eventually getting around to locating Tayane."
castmyown
"Yeah. Magic dimension-shifting bar sounds really, really useful. Rune seems more appropriate for our magic, though. I kind of want to be all neat and tidy with names, is there a rune-based name we can have for our magic type that doesn't get confused with others? Rune caster, maybe?"
shesepankh
"Okay. We are runecasters from the world of Medallion," agrees Bella. "And - the nicknames are just for use with people who are, like, us, right, not with racist torture goons - so - I'll go by Phix."
castmyown
Darren snickers, a bit. "I don't know what to call myself! I guess I could go with something off of 'peryton' or being secretly a deer?"
castmyown
"Anyone who got the reference would be unable to take me seriously. Ever."
shesepankh
"And you're very serious. You and your future hypothetical beard and pointy hat."
castmyown
"Yes. Super serious max-level runecaster that never prances around in fullform ever."