Adventures of John: The Final Adventures
Time of Magic
Introduction
My name is John the Adventurer, and I am this world's greatest protector. I am every world's greatest protector. Or at least I was. You see, our world, our reality, is not the only one there is. There are an infinite number of planes of existence beyond our own, realms of myth and magic filled with all manner of beasts and creatures, parallel earths, alternate universes with divergent histories and drastically different versions of the people you know. The universe is much bigger than you know. There is an entire multiverse of limitless possibilities, while most people just live their lives, completely unaware of the numberless worlds beyond their reach. But that isn't me.
My eyes see what mortal eyes cannot, and my feet have trodden on ground none else have. I have traveled to realms beyond imagining, battled demons and gods, and halted the destruction of entire universes. In my youthful hubris, I nearly caused the destruction of the universe myself on a few occasions. What had started as simply a collection of exciting adventures through the magical realms became a heavy responsibility, as it seemed that I alone held the responsibility to save the world from those that would see it crumble. I found love. I became a hero, a legend. John the Adventurer, King of Arendelle, Terror of the Dark Realms, Avatar of Balance, the Godslayer, and numerous other titles. I wrote down my tales and posted them on this site, knowing that few would believe them, but finding joy in sharing my adventures. But now, that is in the past. I am not the man I once was. I have lost so much, and my long watch is finally over. After two years of absence, I have returned to write a few last stories, to tell you the tale of my Final Adventures.
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A little over two years ago, I left home, in more ways than one. I left my regular home in Las Vegas and began traveling, taking a journey through our world that helped me understand myself and my place in this world. I left behind my laptop and iPhone, disconnecting myself from the interwebs to connect with myself. I traveled a lot, living in seven different apartments, staying at some for only two weeks, while a couple I stayed for a little over seven months. My journeyings took me through Utah and up into Oregon, which is where I spent most of that time. It's a strange place, Oregon. Near-constant rainclouds cover the sky for nine months of the year, and I swear that there is some sort of strange magic in the air there that makes people… weird. But the weird atmosphere of Oregon isn't the only magic I have had experiences with in the last two years.
While I was on my soul-searching travels, I utilizes the power of the Voidstone, an object created from the strange and power anti-energies of the Void, the space between universes, to continue to explore worlds beyond our won. I went in search of answers. There was something wrong with the multiverse, but I didn't know what. There weren't any obvios signs, but I could sense it. From the Voidstone to the crawling under my skin, to the strange and terrifying dreams that disrupted my otherwise rock-like sleep. In the day I walked about, talked to people I met on the street, at parks, and in churches. I came to know them, and I tried to help people however I could, whether that meant helping them build their greenhouse or giving them words of reassurance, hope, and faith. At night, I traveled the multiverse, seeking answers hen I barely knew the question.
But of course, my soul/multiverse searching didn't happen without some interruptions along the way. My strange life has never been very good at giving me rest periods. The first of these interruptions was one I didn't mind though. In a time when everything was strange and unfamiliar, it was good to see a familiar face… in a manner of speaking. You see, while I had only recently arrived in Oregon, I got a visit from an old friend…
Author's Note: Hello friends! While things have not been easy for me of late, it is good to be back. It is good to be able to share my tales with you again, and while I do not regret my decision to leave the internet and such for a time, I do enjoy having technology again. A lot has happened in these past two years, both good and bad, and I hope to be able to share it all with you before I finish my time here. Yep, the title is not a misnomer, I am fairly certain that these next few stories are, in deed, my last. I am not done writing of course, I don't think I could ever stop that, but this particular series will soon come to its end. My adventures are, at least as far as I am are, over. I might be wrong of course, I have been wrong before, but I have a very good reason to believe that I am done. I would tell you why, but as River Song would say, "Spoilers!" So, I hope that I do these events justice, and I hope that you will all continue with me as I finish these, the Final Adventures.
Also, for those who have not read my previous stories, you should really give those a look. I know there are a lot of them, but this doesn't make much sense without reading at least a few of those first. Oh, and also, I am going to be uploading new chapters a little less frequently than I would like, as the mundane world has become very busy for me since returning from my absence, but I will be uploading new chapters on a regular basis. Just most likely not every week, or every day like I did at one point.