AN: I intend for this to be the starting point of a couple of stories themed around Eva traveling to different other fictional universes, mainly for the purpose of having fun.
Prologue: Immortal's Bane
Image going into the unknown. Somewhere no one has been before, a place you know nothing about. No guarantees about anything. An infinite amount of possibilities and uncertainties.
If you were to go on a journey to such a place, what would you pack your bags with?
Useful equipment to prepare yourself for every possible eventuality? Something personal to starve off possible homesickness? A good book?
For a blond haired mage of small stature whose appearance and experience were irreconcilably at odds with each other the answer to that question would come fairly easy. Despite its lack of grandeur or decor, she had grown attached to the small wooden cottage she had called home for more than a century, and all of its contents. Her humble abode contained everything important she owned and offered her all comforts she needed, so why, if it was in the realm of her ability, would she ever choose to leave it behind?
Never, was her answer, and if there was ever something she knew to be boundless it was her own ability. At least if she felt motivated enough to put some effort behind the task.
Motivation was something she had in spades as one of the most potent forces in every being that had been human, at least at some point, forced its way against any resistance that could have been there: Boredom.
A problem every immortal would have to face at some point in time made itself apparent in her life once again as the world in general and her life in particular was getting too monotonous and normal for her taste. No new evil overlord had shown neither hide nor hair for more than a century, no conspiracies threatening the world as we know it, and certainly no bounty hunters after her head. Those had given up half a millennium ago...
All in all, the world didn't seem to need any looking after by an evil mistress anymore and would be fine on its own, carrying on the legacy of the most intelligent idiot.
But that was fine. She had predicted that this time would come to pass and had wisely kept the "Transworld Machine" she and Chao had built. One she had modified over the years to optimize the fuel efficiency to manageable levels. World Trees don't grow just everywhere, you know?
There were a theoretical infinity of worlds out there waiting to shudder at the pure thought of her visiting them. Infinity should be possible to stave of the Boredom.
For a few centuries at least.
And so, an unassuming wooden cottage vanished from the surrounding ivy-covered and abandoned Mahora campus, seemingly melting into to the large shadow projected by the gigantic space elevator in the distance as it started its travel through the dimensions.
