"STOP FOOLING AROUND AND BE QUIET!"
Histoire was at her wits' end. She had prayed that the CPUs would listen this time, but as usual Noire and Neptune goofed off whilst Vert teased Blanc relentlessly. Where even were the candidates? Did they sneak off? Were they raiding the kitchen again? Oh for Goddess' sake.
The CPUs all turned to stare at her, their sudden attention admittedly making Histoire feel uneasy.
Histy cleared her throat. "Well uhm... three days ago at around 1pm, I detected abnormal energy signatures from another dimension. As I investigated, I discovered that this dimension has... this dimension had collapsed and does not exist."
The Goddesses stared at Histy with dead expressions.
"So... is that it?" chimed Noire from the floor. "Did you seriously drag us all the way out here to tell us about some random dimension? Ugh, I'm leaving." Running a hand through one of her well-kept twintails, Noire scoffed and left the room.
"Agreed, while I did say I care about this world, I very specifically meant only this world. Good day, Histoire." Vert followed Noire, and Neptune followed suite, leaving Histoire with nothing but a "see ya Histy!"
Histoire could only sigh as she left the room, irritated at the CPUs being so self-centered.
"Wait, Histoire, hold up" came from behind her. It was... Blanc?
"Can I help you, Blanc?" Histoire was uncertain of Blanc's motives, and spoke with caution.
"Can you... can you explain to me your findings?" This was a dream. This had to be a dream. This was a false reality, constructed only to torment Histoire with the knowledge that her joy was a fabrication created by a higher power that wished only to torment her. Eventually her existence would fade into nothing but another variable for this higher power to torture and subjugate at its leisure. It had to be real, there was no way someone would be in-
"Histoire, are you okay? You looked kind of spaced out." Histy blushed, she wasn't expecting anyone to catch on.
"I'm fine, I just got disorientated for a minute. Please, sit down, I shall go make some tea, it will take 3 minutes" Histoire was pleasant and friendly, perhaps because she rarely if ever got asked to explain things.
Planeptune's Basilicom was very... homely looking, compared to the other three. Lowee's wasn't even designed by Blanc, it was Mina's idea to make it into what was basically a monument to Lowee's past. Leanbox's was practically Vert's weeaboo fantasy dungeon, with the occasional relic weapon or item here and there. Lastation's was incredibly ornate, which was fitting considering Noire's ego and fetish for her own nation. But Planeptune's just seemed like any old building, and the living areas felt like a normal house rather than a lavish mansion or a liveable monument. It was pleasant, in a way.
Reappearing from the kitchen, Histoire carried a pot of tea whilst balancing two cups on her book. She poured the pair some tea, and perched herself a short distance from Blanc.
"Well, out of the blue, I started sensing powerful energy waves from another dimension. When I investigated, it turned out that those waves were the final breaths of that dimension. It has completely collapsed, and it is completely inaccessible. In short, it's dead, as are its inhabitants." Histoire's words were slow, and laced with sorrow. As she finished her last sentence, her eyes fell heavy with mourning.
All four oracles were able to sense dimensional hijinx, as they were part of the Goddess system and therefore the world, but none moreso than Histoire. As a result, the loss of an entire dimension weighed heavily upon her conscience.
Histoire felt a soft hand take hers, and looked up to see a smiling Blanc.
"It's okay Histoire, at least those in that dimension are free from whatever ended it. It must've been terrible if something could DESTROY it." Blanc was sympathetic and warm, but in the back of her mind, she was DEEPLY interested in what could destroy a dimension. Mostly for curiosity's sake, but knowing what could destroy a dimension could potentially help Blanc safeguard Lowee from that threat.
"Histoire, do you have any books on how dimensions work and how they're kept stable? I'm quite interested in that topic." Histoire didn't even grasp the ulterior motives behind Blanc's request.
"We have one, but Planeptune's library is vast, so it will take me 3 days to locate it." Planeptune having a vast library? There was a surprise.
"Thank you, Histoire." Blanc flashed Histy a smile, and then made for the balcony to fly back to Lowee.
She had to pay a visit to the royal library.
