melodiesoflife | Event || Revelations

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Event || Revelations

Characters: All the Heroes of Light and their Moogles.
Where: Order's Sanctuary, The Interdimensional Rift and their Homeworlds.
When: August 03rd - August 30th

Summary: Following the battle against Palitutu, all the Heroes of Light were transported into the Interdimensional Rift. They were told by Palitutu they would have to find her to prove they can break the cycle-- But before they could reach their destination, a malevolent entity from the Rift stripped them from their immortality...

And now, they woke up in a decaying and dying world, most specifically in a place called Order's Sanctuary. From there they are ready to jump... Into their homeworlds! Feel free to use this post for the Mingle at Order's Sanctuary and should your homeworld be the stage for the Heroes of Lights' next adventures, feel free to make a thread for it and as many sub-thread as necessary! Please refer to the OOC Post for questions and plotting.

Warning: Whatever you come up with.

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We are the monsters that come out of the forest to sow chaos. There's no difference here. You live here long enough, and...you get used to it. Really used to it.

[He means he enjoyed some parts of his life, the thrill that comes with hunting, the satisfaction that came from sating his hunger.

He sighs. He doesn't even want to look at Ales, really, they're both convinced that the other doesn't get it.]

What's so special about humans is that they usually don't eat each other, I guess. And it doesn't matter. They're right. I am a monster, even if I didn't ask for it.

"It's a cycle, Doctor." Duster speaks up from the back of the room, taking several steps closer to the man in the jacket. "Cutting off the connection between our worlds would help, but Crystallis is dying and stealing us in order to save itself. Doing that will only speed it up."

He bites his lip, recalling the truth of his own world. How humanity destroyed all but one corner, how quickly the Nowhere Islands could be wiped out thanks to the whims of an eternal child. Severing the life source of the planet would make them no better than Porky.

"We have to find another way for that world to survive. Find another energy source...I don't know how, but there has to be a way. I can't abandon everyone who lives there and let them die."

Riddles. Duster wasn't fond of riddles as he wasn't good at them, but the plan was straightforward enough: track the soldiers, find where the scouts went, and search for the portal. He nodded and turned to the others.

"Can anyone follow the soldiers to their base? We might learn something there." Vincent came to mind, but Duster didn't want to ask him in case he didn't have the ability. "I can team up with someone and ask around."

[As each of them speak their minds, Sorey gives them every bit of attention he has. Listens to them and takes in their words - not just their words but their feelings and advice. Lailah and Edna are older than him, wiser and more experienced in life... in everything and he values their opinions highly. Then Mikleo is the one who's been with him all his life, who grew up alongside him and could practically read his mind at any given point. Rose was the voice of humans to him. The one who showed him how to interact with other humans while thinking like a human.

So he values their words even when they all tell him he shouldn't leave Glenwood. It isn't something Sorey has thought about lightly. He took in all the information the others have given him about Crystallis and has been thinking about it for almost two weeks since Mikleo first arrived from the other world.

He addresses each one of them in turn - starting with Mikleo.]

I know that. I know I might not make it back on time to stop Heldalf. Maybe I'll leave here and when I come back the world will be so different from how I left it but I will come back. The fight to stop the Lord of Calamity might be harder... maybe even impossible but I'll still be the Shepherd. I'm never going to give up on saving this world.

[They're worried about him, Sorey knows that. He pushes himself too much and blames himself even more if he fails to save someone or stop some event.

Sorey lets his gaze move to Lailah. She's the reason he was able to become the Shepherd in the first place, she's been his guide from the very beginning of this journey - encouraged him when it was needed, advised him when he was uncertain, took care of him when was strained to the point of exhaustion. Of course he looks up to her.]

That's right, it is our home. You all keep telling me that I don't have to do everything on my own but the same goes for you too. How can you possibly expect me to not follow you into Crystallis and help you after all you've done for me? I want you all to have a world to come home to and we can accomplish that easier if we're together.

[Delicate is not a word Sorey would use to describe Edna's way of caring. She was blunt and sometimes rough with her words but he wouldn't change that about her. It was sometimes what he needed in order to realize what an idiot it could be. And it came from someone who he wasn't used to getting it from - someone who was only just starting to get to know him made him really step back to look back at what he was attempting to do.]

Deserving or not, I can't turn away from people who need help. If I did, I might not have become the Shepherd in the first place. And I know I might lose my powers if I go to Crystallis but I will try to do whatever I can to make up for that fact. Even if that means I just have to sit back and help you figure it all out while you handle the fighting. I can still research even if I can't be with you in a fight.

[He wouldn't be entirely happy with that role but Sorey could do it for them. There is no way he'll make himself a liability to his friends. Though he would be working hard to get his skills and artes up to par so that he can fight alongside them.

Then there's Rose. The assassin with the pure heart who's both threatened him and saved him. She is his connection to the human world despite the fact that he's one himself. While Lailah and the other seraphs are knowledgeable about a wide variety of humans, Rose is the one who understands them best because she is one. Having her around is good for Sorey to remember the human aspect of it all. She is the only one capable of grounding him in both worlds because she walks the line with him but the human side is always on her mind - her eyes and goals are pointed towards the humans even if she can look over into the seraph part of the world as well. Above all, Rose is an essential part of the team and he wouldn't have done nearly as much good or gotten as far as he has without her.]

When I first saw Alisha needed help, I didn't know what I'd be getting myself into. I'm not scared that I don't know what's coming next... well, I am a little but it's not so bad because all of you would be there for me. [A hint of a smile is directed at Rose because it does feel good to know she'd come with him.] I know the risks I'm taking and all of the important things I'd be leaving behind. [Gramps, being one of them.] But I don't know if I could stand back and do nothing when it's not just our world at risk of being destroyed.

[His gaze flickers back over all of them, lingering a little on each person gathered in front of him.] How could I possibly choose to protect only our world when there are so many others in danger too? One world's fate versus the fate of so many others - how could I fight Heldalf with the knowledge that I could have had the opportunity to help save not just our world but all the rest too?

[And that right there, is the true heart of this decision. He isn't just looking at the problem happening here in Glenwood but at a much bigger picture.]

[Ummm, speak for yourself, Barkeep. Santa's willing to hear the sales pitch. He only catches it because everyone else is stopping to look around.]

Well...that's pretty freakin' badass. Can you guys do anythin' cool like that? Maybe we should get him to show us around...

[Distractions aren't great for holding the illusion over everyone, and if any more flashy people pop out of the woodwork, the spell's likely to start faltering.]

[Duster nods a thanks, hold his hand back, and takes a cautious fist step onto the stairs. The metal does not absorb sound, but at least it doesn't creak like the wooden steps in the Tazmily houses or crumble like the stone steps of the once-existing Osohe Castle. He pushes himself upward. Another step. Another step.

His Moogle, Tamekichi, folds his arms. The sunglasses he wears keep up the appearance of an unfazed party member, but he's shaking on the inside. What if the Chimera pops up at the top of the steps and barrels down the stairs? He's not going to stand back and wait for death. He's going to fly over to the next room and hide in there. If he hears to anguished screams of death, he'll know it's safe to come out.

At the end of the hallway, Sephiroth will find a pair of swinging doors that lead into an auditorium. The projector behind the five rows of cushioned seats is turned off, and the entire room is shrouded in shadows. The only source of light is backstage.]

Lydia had stayed quiet through it all, aside from the occasional question or comment. It seems her Jobs remained active, being most prominently indicated by her lack of shadow and complete silence in everything she did. She'd had to get more used to being sneaky, being on Crystallis. But Sheena was nice, when they had interacted, and had treated her well and not like a child. (That last part was the most important.)

She'd been curious to see her world, but she wasn't blind to the problems it might cause. Traveling between worlds was something she was used to, even if time-travel wasn't usually a factor. Time moved mostly the same (mostly) between the normal world and the Neitherworld after all.

At this point she stepped up, hoping to let Sheena and her partner have some discretion. "Thank you. She found us as we've been on a long and complicated journey. It's..." Pausing, even as she smiled up and kept her hands where the other could see them. "It's top secret, and hard to explain, and so we really appreciate the privacy."

[They were all alive. Everyone made it out okay. Kumatora, Lucas, Flint, DCMC, Lighter, Fuel, Wess...all of Tazmily. They're here. Duster relaxes with each piece of good news Kumatora gives. The Dark Dragon gave him a good scare, and while the knowledge that his world still existed gave him hope, seeing the truth for himself is the greatest gift.

He could listen for days.]

I missed so much while I was gone... [His smile falters. He missed out on the joy of realizing the world was reborn. He missed out on comforting his friends, helping Lucas grieve over Claus. He walks over to a newly erected fence and leans against the wood beams. He had been walking and fighting for days.]

When I disappeared...I was transported to another world. A dying world. We're supposed to save it. [He tilts his head at the newcomers.]

...And we're in the middle of chasing after someone who wants to destroy everything.

So you eat each other for a living. Not a lifestyle I would live, but you do you.

[Teensies are mostly vegetarian. Dragons and wendigos are not. Unlike dragons, Dylas can hold an intelligent conversation. Therefore, Dylas is okay in Ales' eyes.]

Unless it's the sort where you have fun in watching the world burn, not in the sense that you have to survive.

[ Given Yuna's experience as a healer, she might be able to identify the blue substance currently in development as a potion of some kind - nothing that could come across as potentially harmful, in any case. The same probably can't be said about the vividly-coloured liquids stored on the shelves, or the rest of the equipment, for that matter.

It's a little bit of everything. Rows of books and bottles aside, there's a reclining examination chair standing not so far from the entrance, along with a small assortment of medical tools and what seems to be anaesthetics. Of course, it's currently unoccupied, but it shows undeniable signs of wear.

Set against one corner of the room is a device resembling a test tube, big enough to house a human body or two, but otherwise empty at the time. Powered up by a couple of smaller batteries, it emits a warm, red light that spreads across the room and makes it slightly easier to navigate.

There are little notes and pages scattered all over the place, but their contents vary from completely irrelevant - like the ingredients for an elixir granting miraculous hair growth - to somewhat disturbing. Among the prevailing themes are creating a perfect human body and... extracting the memories from the flesh of the deceased. Each attempt is completed by a neatly written list of collected samples and personal thoughts accompanying the procedure.

Yuna will have some more time to look around before hearing a distant sound of footsteps. ]

[This is exactly what is going through Duster's head.

Tazmily had festivals celebrating the winter solstice, but it did not snow in such a temperate climate. There were not brightly-colored pieces of candy hanging from trees that only grew on the highest mountains of the Nowhere Islands.

...The present boxes are a familiar sight. They're normally found in the corners of caves, holding neat prizes.

Duster hobbles through the deep snow, curious about the strange atmosphere this town exudes. This feeling of joy, of peace and good will, what could this be?]

...Christmas Town?

Johnny grinned and gave K'pandolu an incredulous look.

"'Normal' dependin' on what kinda vibe you wanna give off. Or what kinda legs ya got." He nods at Maraich.

"I don't think they'd do me any justice. Maybe one 'a youse guys can." He gives Cloud a passing pat on the shoulder. Gotta tease the baby of the group.

[she smiles at Dylas, glad he could back her up. Although that fades when the guy materialises in front of them, and she steps closer to the others, eyes narrowed. Someone forming out of the shadows is probably not good news.]

We have places to be; my apologies.

[though she doesn't sound it.]

[Aoi looks around, frowning. He's totally not dressed for the cold. He shudders as the wind blows past, sending sparkling snowflakes swirling around them.]

Yeah, looks like it. [The feelings of peace and joy don't quite sink in. Santa's got years of bitterness insulating him.]

Man, where was this place when we needed it?

[Dear, stupid Aoi. Duster's armor isn't much, but it's warm. He reaches out for his boyfriend and pulls hims in for a hug.]

It kind of looks like the Santa Village...

[The cheerfulness does match, but they can't be related, right?]

Wonder why...

"Not my world," Albel grumbled softly. He squeezed Sheena's hand before leading the way forward, through the town, past the fountain, ignoring the signs and passers-by as best he can. Ignoring all their ignorant prattling, the cooing and squeals over costumes and props. It was insulting.

Not that they were aware. Albel shook his head.

"... They created my world," he admitted quietly, once they had a little space to themselves. "Not, you know, all of them -- but their kind. To them, I don't exist -- my world is a game. And they think we're dressed up playing pretend."

[Does Ales mean "monsters eat each other" or "monsters eat humans"? Dylas wonders for a second, his ears flicking up and down but he decides not to question it. Both are true, though he gets pissed at monsters who eat other monsters. Their lives were bad enough.]

Is that a question? It's...not something you need to worry about. We need to find the portal and get out.

[Aoi wraps his arms around Duster and leeches away his bodyheat. Hey, Duster initiated the hug, so he basically offered.]

It's gotta be based off of the same idea. Part of a collective knowledge that people unconsciously tap into.

[He unwinds one arm from Duster long enough to make a sweeping gesture around them before latching back on. It's so fucking cold.]

Kids believe in this place. They think that if they write a letter and send it here, their wishes will come true on Christmas. So many people thinkin' about the same place, it gives it power.

[He's not sure if the chicken or the egg came first, but either way. It's part of the Morphogenetic Field, so it makes sense to him that it would be around in multiple iterations of the universe.]

[Giving away his body heat is the first step. Next step is to get out of the cold. If this village is just as friendly as it appears, surely they will be let inside...

But a more important question pops up:] ...You know about this place?

[What even is Christmas?]

Great. Just what he wanted to wake up to. This damn place again. He didn't even know why he was here, just that he was and he recognized the temple all around him. Which definitely didn't put him in a good mood at all.

The sound of voices, however, dragged him over. Better than wandering around this place alone and getting jumped by who knew what. Wait... he recognized some of those voices.

Coming around behind one of the stone pillars, a scowling young man headed for the group, titling his head a little when he saw a flash of purple he knew all too well go latching onto a patch of red hair he knew even better.

"Seriously?" Kyo shoved his hands into the pockets of the coat. (Of course he was excited to see Reno and Sheena (and was that Cloud?), but there were people around, people he didn't know, and yeah, not happening in front of them.) "We're back here again?"

Obvious question was obvious. Kyo rolled his eyes at the mention of the collars, his own once more snug around his neck, complete with a dangling chain. "Yeah," he added to the group as he came to stand on the outskirts of them, red eyes glancing from Reno to Sheena to the rest. Kind of guarded, with a temper of course. "Don't pull on them; the damn things'll tighten even faster."

To Reno and Sheena, he gave a slight "Yo" in greeting. Which was putting on a front, but they'd probably know that.

"Uh, collars? You don't wanna know."

Well, might as well head with the rest of the crowd. Looked like they were all in this together after all. He'd followed along silently for the time being, letting Reno do the talking.

But after getting into the store, he brightened when he saw a familiar rush of long, curly hair. "Maraich!" He'd not seen him in so long! "What are you doing here?"

On passing by Johnny (if his memory serves him right?), he gave a glance towards the currently-displayed booty shorts. "And whether you like breathing." Not a fan of tight things (mostly around the neck, but hey.)

K'pandolu tilted her head towards the newcomer. Someone else who knew this place, from the sound of it. "Perhaps we ought to move on to what we're here to find, then," she suggested.

"So a little like culottes." She nodded to herself, and then snorted at Johnny. "Are you saying you don't have nice legs? I don't believe that."

She tilted her head towards Kyo, eyebrows rising. "Too tight for your tastes?"

Yeah, dude. You said it. It's Christmas Village, or Santa Village, or whatever they wanna call it. You know Christmas. Starlight Festival. Whatever.

[Duster's gotta know about that, right? He's been in Crystallis long enough. Aoi steers them toward what he's hoping is a bakery. It'll be warm.]

Vincent moved to follow, bringing up the rear actually so he could keep an eye on everyone. Listening to what Albel said, and something about earlier made sense too. "That's what you meant by 4D space. It's a different dimension in time and space, since Time is often considered the 4th dimension."

Quiet again, Ophelia still curled against his left-arm covered in the gauntlet. Listening herself, then shaking her head. It sounded too complicated, to her mind. "So, it's...another world, kupo. But they don't know they are? They think we're all just made-up kupo?" Her voice was quiet, and she sounded saddened by the thought.

It was sad--the experiences were all real.

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