Well, here we are again. Always great to be back! If only it were true... Welp! You're here for the ride with me at this point! So let's do some introductions! I already see some familiar faces, but newcomers are always welcome! Anyways, names Raidea, Raidea Ignus. My story is quite complicated, so i'll sum it up quickly. *Deeply inhales* Well I started out as the core of fire, then the CPUs attacked and I got sent to Hyperdimension, then I met up with Cy- Dorian Moon... one of many. We did the thing, killed his alchoholic cousin or whatever. Then I got sent to Ultradimension, we did the thing with his sister apparently. Gabo, (who's my best friends kid) came back from god knows where, we went through a bad portal. Got everyone killed, including my f***ing wife and child. We dealt with the trauma while wandering the lands, Histoire sent us out of the realm, and here we are. Back in the first Hyperdimension, I'm now cool with the CPU's, well, excluding Neptune. She's just beyond moral understanding. I currently live within Lowee, for a few select reasons, which are as follows:
[This Explanation Was Blocked By The FBI]
And that's why I live in Lowee! Gabo and I live together in a small little house in the center of town, and it's just perfect for us. Well, now that you've recieved the introductions, let's get into why you're really here. Today when I was checking the mailbox, there was a letter, from the Lowee basilicom specifically. Blanc wished to speak with me about something, she did not specify what. However, no matter my suspicioun, I will hear her out. Out of the four goddesses, her and I prbably got along the most during the grand events or whatnot. Gabo sat on the couch, playing what appeared to be Titan of Battle. Gabo had stone gray eyes and hair, but skin pale as can be. Not a medical condition, just how he is. He typically wore a black T-Shirt, which was covered by a gray overhead sweater. Navy blue jeans, and black sneakers covered his feet. He's about eight. I say about, but I've only counted three with me raising him. I'm guessing he was five before hand. What do I wear? Well, contrary to popular belief... Pants! I have teal blue hair that covers the right side of my face, (this is this way due to an incident that happened a longlonglonglonglonglong time ago, not getting into it. Just know that what's under it ISN'T pretty.) I usually wear a white T-Shirt with a black zip up jacket, that had white streaked edges, linings, and buttons. I wear light blue jeans, and black running shoes. Hah! Make a poem outta that!
It was at this moment, he knew, he f***ed up.
I sit down next to Gabo, "Hey Gab?" - "What's up?" - "I gotta head out for a... business meeting, don't burn the house down when I'm gone, aight?" - "I... cannot make a promise I cannot keep." I nod, "Exactly the responce I expected. Alright, see you later." I get up off the couch, and walk out the door.
Ah, how could I forget the streets of Lowee...? Quite easily come to think of it, there's two states of these streets. Snow, and snow. There's always snow everywhere. People in snow coats, wearing pants. Me in a jacket, and wearing pants. (Cyan you make one comment about me not wearing pants... I think you already know actually.) It took me about 25 minutes of walking, but I did get to the basilicom. "Now, how am I supposed to...?" I stare dead ahead, at the glass panes ahead of me. "...Forgive me Kenton..." I reach forward, and pull the door open.
Somewhere in the multiverse, someone hs run full speed into a door.
I step inside the basilicom, the letter in my hand. The room was a base floor reception area, benches, waiting areas, multiple women at desks... mini Korrils. Seeing no other option, I approach one of the women at the desks, my inner introvert kicking in. "Hi... uh..." - "May I help you?" - "Yeah... I got this letter... and uh... I think i'm..." I really didn't have a plan. "Was it a letter requesting a meeting with Lady White Hear...?" - "Uh... yeah...?" - "Excellent. This way please." The woman steps out from behind the booth, and walks me to some elevator. She presses a series of numbers into the keypad, and presses the top most button. "This will just be a moment." - "Okay." When the elevator reached the top, I was in a long halway, "Come with me." The woman lead me down the hallway, taking a few turns and doors here and there. But what confused me even more, was that either I'm developing a minor sence of schizophrenia, or they're's two children up here screaming very loudly. Honestly with the way I am I would say both. I'll get into that a bit later. Eventually she stops at a set of large doors, "Lady White Heart will see you now." I nod, and open the doors. Inside was a small round table, with two cups of tea, and some pasteries stacked neatly in a small little glass case. Two chairs we're positioned at opposite sides of the table, Blanc sitting in one of them. "Welcome, please sit." I sit in the chair opposite from Blanc, sitting upright as oppose to my normal 'Leaning Back' positioning. Blanc points a hand to the pasteries and tea, "Please, help yourself." - "Oh, uh... n-no thank you, I'm good." Blanc nods, "Very well, let us begin." - "What exactly are we beginning?" Blanc reaches under the table, and pulls out a small black box. It was covered by a white cloth. Blanc placed it on the table, "After the battle with Dark Stardust, the clean up crew salvaged something from the wreckage, something I recall you having a very close tie to." Blanc pulls the cloth off the box, revealing it's contents. It was a large spiky green crystal, with extra cubes of mass growing out the sides. She's smart, I know exactly what this is. It's an ion crystal. "Ah... you we're right to guess I know things about it. But this raises more questions than answers, where did you find this?" - "As I said, the clean up crew salvaged it from the wreckage." - "No like, where exactly did they find it?" - "I was told buried deep under all the rubble. Next to some random and odd broken machinery, I don't see how that's relevant though.." - "It... it isn't. Anyways, what exactly do you need?" - "After some very shallow experiments, we've discovered that this crystal is a very high source of energy, in such low mass count and quanitity, It could prove to be far more useful then any other source of power created. We may even top Lastation. The only problem is, that we can't risk any further experimentation unless we have a reliable source of these crystals-" - "That's where I have to dissapoint. It's true that it's an incredibly efficient source of power and energy, however the method of obtaining them is nigh-impossible. They we're only ever shown to be harvested in my home world, Calio. Even then they only manifested thousands of meters below sea level, under the strictest of circumstances. All attempts to manually create them, even by recreating it's natural process, have failed. This appears to be the last of the Ion Crystals." - "I see, but would they're happen to be anyway of say, copying it?" - "No... as I said, it can't be man made." - "So we can't make more of them?" - "Do you understand what 'Man made' means?" Blanc looks down, and clears her throat. "So, this entire research project was a waste..." I nod, "You didn't invest too much into it right?" - "No, we decided against it until we knew for sure." - "Well... I have one idea that you may find interesting." Blanc looks up, one of her eyebrows raised, "Like?" - "We never found a way to create more of these energies, however we did find a way to recycle it, and renew it. Although I wouldn't think of doing an energy transfer. This mantle is the only thing in the known universe- hell, multiverse even to be able to sustain that kind of power. And even then, the process for renewing it is so immensley challenging and expensive that-" - "Then explain it. If we can find a way to ensure that Lowee has a chance to one up Lastation, then I'll take it." - "I hope that you two are doing that strictly under business terms, and are not enemies in y'alls social lives." Blanc chuckled, "It's mere friendly rivalry between competitors. Nothing more." - "Good, last thing anyone needs is you two singlehandedly resparking the console war." Blan casually nods. "Well, that was all that was needed to be talked about today. However right before you came, I recieved a... request from Neptune." - "Oh god... that can't be good..." Blanc continued, "You are aware of the Planeptune Games Expo coming up, yes?" - "Yeah?" - "Well, Neptune's staff seems to have quit on her last minute. So she needs help with setting up electronics and all that tommorow, she wanted me to ask you if you'd do it." - "Why not just send a letter or somethi-" - "It's just best not to question her, It's all I've learned in my years from bein' around her." - "Noted... well uh... tell her I can do it, if she's willing to pay." - "So i'm the messenger now... alright. See you there." I nod, "Is that everything you needed to talk about?" - "Well, yes... professionally." - "What do you mean by that?" - "I know you just accepted a lot, but I have a favor to ask of you, if you wouldn't mind." - "What is it?" - "I'll give context before I request. You know that my sisters are users of magic. Well lately, they've been having major setbacks, and haven't made any progress in increasing their skills. I've tried everything, trying to get Mina to help, helping myself, enforcing more training, hiring professionals. Nothings worked." - "So where do I come in?" - "Point is, I'm running out of ideas. And, seeing as how you are probably one of the most variant users of magic I know, I was wondering if you can possibly help them out...?" This was... contradicting... I mean, I have no reason to accept this. I'm not gaining anything out of helping them. But... at the same time. I've become semi-friends with the CPU's, so I guess i'd be clearing up any past hostilities... but I never really had any interaction with the Candidates... what am I supposed to say here...? "Can..." I look down at my feet, "Can I get... back to you on that...? Like you said, I'm pretty full lately, so I don't know if I can right now." - "Of course, you're not under any obligation to accept. That being said, we're now officially finished. There's nothing more I need to disucss in this meeting, so my secratary will show you to the exit-" - "I appreciate the help, but I uh." I raise my left hand, and press my thumb and middle finger together, "I can teleport." I snap once, and instantly reeapear in the living room, Gabo is in the same damn position, "You haven't moved since I left." - "I know. You didn't walk back?" - "Walking is so overated. I hate walking sometimes." - "Why didn't you just teleport there in the first place...?" ...My head drops, I slam my fists down onto the coffee table, "Damn you... HINDSIGHT!"
End Of Chapter