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What do you do, in America, if you want to change the world?

 

There’s plenty of options. There’s probably more leverage here than there was in Taldor, if one’s not an Emperor or an archmage or something, and Iomedae knows perfectly well she wasn’t on track to be an Emperor or an archmage. America doesn’t have Tar-Baphon, but it has weapons by which civilization might destroy itself as surely as Azlant in a war, and one could go to work on reducing the risk of that. America has a truly horrifying number of abortions probably because no one realizes that babies have souls before they are born. America has mass torture factories for animals. Some people are worried about climate change and some about artificial intelligence and she doesn’t understand all of the arguments well enough to tell yet if there’s anything to worry about there. 

 

When she thinks of her idea she instantly likes it much much better than any of those ideas. She is worried that this is some kind of failure of character. For any of those problems, she would be one in a hundred voices, trying to figure out confusing questions about what needs doing and then convince people to do it. Her clever idea lets her be a hero. Maybe she likes her clever idea better because it involves more getting to personally feel clever. 

But she holds the idea close to her heart for a while - she is learning, not to say every thing she thinks, and this one would certainly be a dangerous thing to say - and she thinks that there's no use, ultimately, in trying to make this decision from that angle. What she ought to do depends on the world, and not on what kind of role in a story it is, and whether it works depends on whether she's right, not whether she's virtuous.

And what appeals about the plan isn't that she'll be a hero. It is that she will be powerful, and were Aroden inclined to renounce her for wanting that He wouldn't have picked her in the first place.The thing she wants, the thing she is constantly desperately grasping for whether it’s found in bednets or geoengineering or artificial wombs or starting a religious revival or doing her secret plan, is leverage, to find a place to stand where her efforts go much farther than they have any right to, the weak point in the forces of Evil, the sharp point in the forces of Good, the accident or chance or miracle that lets her deliver not just her own strength but the strength of many others towards an aim around which they had not previously been coordinated. 

 

And the highest-leverage thing she could possibly do is to bring the efforts of generations of inventors home. To Taldor. And build America there. And eventually fix everything from there.

 

It might not work. But it would be so important, if it worked, that the odds it’d work don’t have to be that high, and they’re also not that low. She’s still a paladin of Aroden here. Magic still works here. The likeliest guess is that they are still inside Creation, and that means -

 

“I have a crazy and concerning idea,” she says to Alfirin, when she has been in America for one year and they’ve been living with Evelyn for six months. 

 

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They always knew they’d wait at least four years. It wouldn’t be fair to do it to Evelyn. Between four years and ten years, they planned to play it by ear. They’d learn more with more time, of course, but at some point the limitation is how much you can fit in your head, and the longer they wait the more likely it is that Tar-Baphon will have won by the time they get back.

 

Alfirin excels in high school despite the substantial educational disadvantage that she was starting at. She enrolls in university. Iomedae doesn’t bother. She goes to a makerspace four blocks away, full of men twice her age who find her ambition to make a gun from scratch - no, really from scratch, she wants to learn how to smelt steel and make gunpowder - delightful. After six months, when it’s clear she is actually seriously going to do it, they start lending her tools, telling her stories, critiquing her process, asking questions which she gracefully deflects. She makes a gun. She makes a better one. 

She doesn’t want to leave all of the academic education to Alfirin because it seems entirely possible she’ll have to have enough from the get-go to barter to resurrect Alfirin. For a while there is a list of things invented by 1800 ordered by how much Iomedae personally feels they’d impress the Emperor of Taldor.  They learn about nitrogen fixation and steel manufacture and aviation (aviation is delightful) and guns (guns are incredibly delightful) and explosions and artillery and penicillin and smallpox inoculation and nuclear bombs. Probably it is a bad idea to bring Golarion nuclear bombs but better to know how to make a nuclear bomb and not do it than to need a nuclear bomb and not know how to make one. 

In the evenings they go through a large stack of flashcards with chemical processes on them, and lean against one another. A downside of the plan that Iomedae didn't quite properly consider is that this world - Earth - stopped seeming quite real as soon as they committed to it. Anyone who found out would have them committed - and Iomedae can't lie, so she probably wouldn't get out. Earth is a big world, a rich world, a full and beautiful and extraordinary world - that's why it's worth this risk, this impossible plan that they know full well may just mean two permanent deaths, no afterlives, nothing at all to come - 

- Earth is a big world, but it starts to feel very small. 

 

 

She prays to Aroden that He renounce her, if it's Evil she contemplates. Or just if it's a bad idea. 

He doesn’t, which isn’t totally reassuring because it’s also consistent with Him having no way to observe or communicate with her here at all.

 

 

But the thing is that she would really have to be pretty sure it wouldn't work to be dissuaded from trying it. 

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“You don’t have to do this,” she observes to Alfirin, not for the first time, but probably this time actually for the last time.

Alfirin is clever. Alfirin’s the one who picked up all the technical subjects. It would go much worse without Alfirin. Alfirin has less reason to trust Aroden. She hadn't expected, when she first told Alfirin the insane plan, that Alfirin would want to do it too.

 

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"And spend the rest of my life here, where no sane person would believe me if I ever tell the truth about where I'm from, as far as I know the planet's only wizard but unable to handle second-circle spells - well, maybe I'd get those eventually but not third, the book didn't have any - also, I’d be a wizard without a spellbook, I burned it already."

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"- yeah. I guess I'm just worried that - we stopped being people who could live here halfway through, without me knowing that was the last point to check with you about -"

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"You've checked a lot. Does it matter much if you didn't know which time was the last real chance?"

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"I don't know. Probably not. I am being very silly but it is because it seems very unbearable to think of you dying."

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Does Iomedae imagine Alfirin feels any better about her dying? "We're not planning for it to last."

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And she squeezes Alfirin's hand and then closes her eyes to pray.

 

 

Aroden. If I understand your aims, then this is the best way I could possibly find to be an instrument of them. You were once the only person in the world who remembered the lost secrets of civilization and could start to rebuild it. Some strange coincidence has placed us in Your shoes, and I intend to finish your work. I want to make Taldor rich like America is rich, and safe like America is safe, and free like America is free, and I think I know enough about steel manufacturing and chemical refinement and fertilizer to do it. 

We will build paradise in this world, and then we will invade the Evil afterlives. It is the work that You taught me civilization could achieve, and You were right.

I give my soul into your hands, so that You may direct Your church to resurrect it. And if this is a mistake - I ask that you renounce me now.

 

 

He doesn't.

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They use a gun. Easily available, and robust to the people in question possessing a little bit of adventuring hardiness. 

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