You are Exalted!
Disclaimer: I own nothing in this story.
Arc 1: Exaltation.
Chapter 1.1: Arrival in... splash..?
July 22, 2009. Madison, Wisconsin.
The Simurgh unfolded her wings as she continued on her plan. Well, plans was a better name for the quasi three-dimensional canvas she was using with her quantum perception of the universe.
Her senses weren't of humanity; they couldn't be. She saw the past as one could read a book in one's hands. She sensed the future as a myriad of potentialities and probabilities. The simplest waving of one of her asymmetrical wings could make a mother plunge a knife into her newborn baby years into the future.
Her "song" was a by-product of a macro-scale telekinetic field applying a localized micro-effect into the nerve tissues of every sentient being within a mile. Using her post-cognition coupled with her precognition, she could "program" a human being into a living Rube-Goldberg device capable of long term destructive actions.
Her goal wasn't hers. She was merely a puppet, a drone programmed by the subconscious of one who chose to become the greatest of heroes and wanted to have "worthy enemies". Well he should be content; she and her siblings weren't using their whole strength.
She raised one wing to shield herself as a beam of golden light speared through the clouds. Scion, or more exactly the avatar of Zion, their progenitor, was using a ray that was unravelling the links and bonds between the very constituents of the atoms of the crystalline matter that composed her pseudo-body. Feathers glowed orange-gold as they were blasted free, disintegrating into tiny sparks and motes of light as the remains drifted away.
Nothing to it since it was only the first layer. As long as her core remained intact, she was at 100%. Her wings reached their maximum extensions as she prepared the next phase of...
Discontinuation...
...her plan... What..?
The Simurgh reallocated almost all of her perceptions into high gear as she examined the anomaly and what it could meant. She didn't even focus on her telekinetic field and all the beings fighting her paused an instant as her "psychic scream" abruptly stopped. Scion didn't stop and his golden beam struck again. The Simurgh reacted by moving one of her main three wings as a shield and used the momentum of the beam to throw herself away. A sonic boom shattered the few remaining windows as the third Endbringer flew at maximum speed into the relative refuge of low earth orbit.
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July 22, 2009. 12 AM local. Yonaguni island, Yaeyama cluster, Ryukyu islands.
The monument was old, very old, at least 10000 years old. Made of sandstone, it was roughly a rectangular formation measuring about 150 meters by 40 meters and about 27 meters tall.
Its origin was lost to the mists of Time and even its constructors' descendants were long passed away. Now, it was a tourist attraction and a scientific puzzle.
And right now, the monument witnessed something that didn't happened for millions of years locally: A total solar eclipse. Of course, it wasn't the only one to see it since also eastern China, India, Nepal and Bangladesh saw it. The longest total solar eclipse of the 21st century with a maximum of 6 minutes and 39 seconds. Too bad no one sentient was here as the dim light of the revealed corona of the sun played strangely on the features of the monument.
Guesses have been made about its structures and some even speculated that it was a remnant of the mythical lost continent of...
Discontinuation...
...Mu.
A column of golden light erupted from a low star-shaped platform as I arrived... and promptly found myself under 5 meters of salt water.
"Wha...glub..."
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Notes: A little less detailed than I wanted at first.
And, yes, I know I changed some details about this particular eclipse, especially the time and a little about the localisation. Also, the Yonaguni monument is really underwater.
This story was inspired by "Why don't you do right" by Cherico, "Cast in gold" by shyft and "Hope comes to Brockton Bay" by Ack.