Planeswalking is a very simple task that appears to be more complicated than it actually is. All that one does is tear two holes in reality and move through them. That's the simple version of it, I still don't understand it well enough to give anyone a complicated and more detailed version of how the process works. I have heard of a "brother" of mine named Jace Beleren who is a genius and definitely could give anyone the detailed version with ease, and probably a lot of information of us planeswalkers. Information about planeswalkers is never really that important though, we tend to just be massive show offs and what we can do becomes apparent quite quickly.
Planeswalking is what I am doing currently though and the Blind Eternities are such a dreary place to have to walk through when moving between planes. Think of it as moving through a giant whirlpool without feeling the current pushing you and instead of water one is seeing every plane of existence moving within it at once. That's how I see it at least, everybody most likely sees it differently. I can only move through this "whirlpool" for a very short time however, and because of this my eyes are scanning for a plane which will suit my needs, one in need of assistance. There, I see one, a plane which is being overcome by a darkness which never seems to give up. They could probably do with a planeswalker soon, and I would prefer it to be me. Most certainly not Liliana, who would only seek to use everyone there.
I start to walk over to the plane and begin to open the tear and step through when I see something interesting through the plane, a buildup of the darkness, as though it is preparing for something. It's time I hurried in and started to make a difference. I finish my tear and step on through.
A sudden rush of fresh air hits my lungs and I breath it in greedily. It feels good to be here and I begin to take in my surroundings. Straight ahead off of a massive drop in front of me is a large forest and I see the outlines of several figures falling through the sky towards it. As I turn to my right, I see a few people standing there simply staring at me as if to see what I will do. One is a man who is wearing some simple glasses on his head and clothing that makes him look like somebody who calculates every move they make, somebody careful. The other person is a woman who I start to analyze, but never get to finish. I hear a click beneath my feet and I am catapulted through the air towards the forest with only one thing leaving my mouth, "Oh for the love of the conclave."
As I fall I hear the sound of explosions rocking the forest and I can sense some of that darkness within the forest. The trees begin to approach me as I simply smile, commanding them to catch me with a tone showing my personal care for them. I supply them with the green mana which is produced by this forest, allowing them to grow faster than any tree should be able to. The canopy morphs and twists into a giant net of leaves, branches and moss right where I was going to land. I flip onto my back and spread my arms out wide, putting my full trust into the plantlife. Just as they have every time in the past, the local plantlife saves me again.
I quickly thank the trees for their help and proceed to ask them where those figures I saw are within the forest. Many find me crazy for how I talk to plantlife and other "non-sentient" creatures, but what they don't understand is that every single living thing is sentient. Most just don't speak the proper language to communicate with them. The trees simply send a whisper which heads one direction into the forest. I ask nothing else and take off in a full sprint after the whisper, slowly drawing mana from the forest to save those who are within it from the darkness it holds. I just pray I do not run into a swamp.
As I approach some ruins I hear several cracks and see eight of the figures fighting two separate creatures. One group of four was fighting a giant scorpion which was radiating so much black mana it reminded me of the creatures reanimated by the Golgari back on Ravnica. The creature was built stronger than the soldiers in the Boros Legion when they fight with a field medic. The other four were fighting a giant bird that was radiating just as much black mana as the scorpion. Though this bird looked like something that could only be created by the Simic. Those fighting the bird seemed to be faring much better than those fighting the scorpion, though with the amount of green mana I had built up during the run here I could cast something quite powerful.
The scorpion seemed to be shaking off every attack thrown at it and I can only sit and wonder how these figures, no these children, will hope to have a chance at fighting it. As one goes for an attack after launching herself off of her friend's shield, a sudden gasp of inspiration comes to me and I raise my hand to cast a spell.
"Giant Growth!" I shout and let the mana flow and do as I commanded. The child was in the middle of an attack and was caught off guard as her entire body began to rapidly increase in size. When my spell had finished, I turned my visions to the skies. Let it be known, I absolutely HATE any flying creature that isn't an angel. This giant black bird radiating enough black mana to make a demon scared was no different. Now, while this next spell may have been overkill, it most certainly got the job done.
My voice thundered across the battlefield as I forced nature to bend to my will, "HURRICANE!" The winds swept up around me and dark clouds began forming in the skies. The bird may have realised what was coming and tried to escape, this only caused me to laugh. The skies filled with rain as the winds kept picking up in speed, before they literally tore the bird to shreds. The winds then disappeared as quickly as they came, taking the clouds with them.
With that done, I turned back to the scorpion. I saw the girl who I had cast giant growth on giggling madly at the crushed form of said bug. I was about to head back to where I first started when a red haired girl dressed similarly to a Akroan Crusader approached me.
"Hello!" came her cheery voice. I inwardly grimaced at this girl's happy and peppy tone. I knew it was going to give me a headache that would rival the one I got during a simple misunderstanding with Jace Belaren. I'm STILL trying to remember exactly what happened during that fight.
"Greetings child, would you care to explain to me exactly what you were doing fighting that creature. I would've hated for my entrance into this plane be darkened with your death."
"It's what I am training to do. I should be asking you how you managed to perform those feats without any apparent use of Dust."
"Easy, I used mana from the world around me to power my will and enforce it onto the world. I can do basic things, like move people across planes of existence or I can do amazing things, like bend the world to my will."
She looked surprised at this, "I think you need to see someone."
Hooray I managed to finish chapter 1. I hope you all enjoyed, though this fic will not be updated as much as my other fic. It's hard for me to write about MTG considering how much I love it. I've put several years into the game and therefore I need to do this fic right. This fic will hopefully not die though, I love the concept.
