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:::'''0:''' The [[Material Lip]]. It is the Plane that represents the Aspect of Reality. Even among the eighty- one Planes, its size is quite considerable. The Plane was the least effected by the [[Sundering]] of the Aspects, and many other Aspects remain close to it. This proximity fosters complexity, while shielding it from interference by the more extreme Aspects. | :::'''0:''' The [[Material Lip]]. It is the Plane that represents the Aspect of Reality. Even among the eighty- one Planes, its size is quite considerable. The Plane was the least effected by the [[Sundering]] of the Aspects, and many other Aspects remain close to it. This proximity fosters complexity, while shielding it from interference by the more extreme Aspects. | ||
:::'''0:''' There are nine continents on the Plane of Reality the first, [[Karkacia]], earned the moniker "Material Lip" due to the massive rift within the mountain ranges that span the continent. Legends say the canyon's depths extend to the center of the [[New World]], but none of those brave enough to descend have ever returned. | :::'''0:''' There are nine continents on the Plane of Reality the first, [[Karkacia]], earned the moniker "Material Lip" due to the massive rift within the mountain ranges that span the continent. Legends say the canyon's depths extend to the center of the [[New World]], but none of those brave enough to descend have ever returned. | ||
:::'''0:''' The town of [[ | :::'''0:''' The town of [[Lia]], where you are now, is in Lusciell, the second continent. It is primarily know for having one of the Arenas that hosts [[the Grand Championship]]. | ||
::'''{{Protagonist}}:''' The illusion Plane, the one of my confinement. | ::'''{{Protagonist}}:''' The illusion Plane, the one of my confinement. | ||
:::'''Narrator:''' 0 gives you a profound look. | :::'''Narrator:''' 0 gives you a profound look. | ||
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::'''{{Protagonist}}:''' Do Sovereigns still have mastery over their Aspects? | ::'''{{Protagonist}}:''' Do Sovereigns still have mastery over their Aspects? | ||
:::'''0:''' Ah, that's a good question. *0 thinks about it.* Can the remaining Sovereigns use the powers of the [[Aspect]]s? Yes, but their powers dwindle like a candle in the wind. The gates of the Aspects have not closed fully to the sovereigns, but it's only a matter of time. | :::'''0:''' Ah, that's a good question. *0 thinks about it.* Can the remaining Sovereigns use the powers of the [[Aspect]]s? Yes, but their powers dwindle like a candle in the wind. The gates of the Aspects have not closed fully to the sovereigns, but it's only a matter of time. | ||
::'''{{Protagonist}}:''' Do you know anything about the Phonenixbreaker Novarchs? | ::'''{{Protagonist}}:''' Do you know anything about the Phonenixbreaker Novarchs? | ||
:::'''0:''' A group of Novarchs that vowed to find the Reconstructor of Realms. You have already met [[Parayaya]], [[Blade]], [[Amorphiron]], but there are more of them. One of 0's eyes stares at you. They will not stop coming for you. | :::'''0:''' A group of Novarchs that vowed to find the Reconstructor of Realms. You have already met [[Parayaya]], [[Blade]], [[Amorphiron]], but there are more of them. One of 0's eyes stares at you. They will not stop coming for you. | ||
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::'''{{Protagonist}}:''' Which Novarchs should i avoid? | ::'''{{Protagonist}}:''' Which Novarchs should i avoid? | ||
:::'''0:''' More like... which Novarchs should avoid you. *0's other eye beams*, and you can't tell ig he's joking. You... The Sundering Incarnate... You're the eye of the storm, drawing everything into your vortex wherever you go. | :::'''0:''' More like... which Novarchs should avoid you. *0's other eye beams*, and you can't tell ig he's joking. You... The Sundering Incarnate... You're the eye of the storm, drawing everything into your vortex wherever you go. | ||
:::'''{{Protagonist}}:''' Dragons, humans, fae and orcs? | :::'''{{Protagonist}}:''' Dragons, humans, fae and orcs? | ||
:::'''0:''' And many more besides. The imtelligent species of the Old World were not nearly so few. Before the Sundering, all life lived together. And now, the eighty-one Planes separate them. | :::'''0:''' And many more besides. The imtelligent species of the Old World were not nearly so few. Before the Sundering, all life lived together. And now, the eighty-one Planes separate them. | ||
::'''{{Protagonist}}:''' Didn't the old world have any Nexus [[Anima]]? | ::'''{{Protagonist}}:''' Didn't the old world have any Nexus [[Anima]]? | ||
:::'''0:''' Yes, but they were very rare. Then, the threads of the Nexus back then were powerful and resilient, binding the thirty-nine pairs of Aspects most tightly and letting only fragments fall into the mortal realm. 0 looks at your anima. And now, creatures born of the [[Nexus]] like this one are everywhere. | :::'''0:''' Yes, but they were very rare. Then, the threads of the Nexus back then were powerful and resilient, binding the thirty-nine pairs of Aspects most tightly and letting only fragments fall into the mortal realm. 0 looks at your anima. And now, creatures born of the [[Nexus]] like this one are everywhere. | ||
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::'''0:''' No. He extends a finger and makes a gesture in the air, as though he is signing a document. When his finger falls, you realise that he has declined the Nexus Battle invitation, it can never be extended again. That's not what we're doing today. | ::'''0:''' No. He extends a finger and makes a gesture in the air, as though he is signing a document. When his finger falls, you realise that he has declined the Nexus Battle invitation, it can never be extended again. That's not what we're doing today. | ||
:'''{{Protagonist}}:''' I want to know more about the [[Novarchs]]. | :'''{{Protagonist}}:''' I want to know more about the [[Novarchs]]. | ||
::{{ | ::'''{{Protagonist}}:''' The Novarchs, the false kings that replaced Sovereigns? | ||
:::'''0:''' 0 laughs. The Eighty-one [[Novarch]]s all shine differently, but not all of them deserve powers of the Aspects. Would you like to know why? | |||
::'''{{Protagonist}}:''' Why are there eighty-one Planes and Novarchs? | |||
:::'''0:''' The answer is forty. There were forty pairs of [[Aspect]]s, but no one knew of the last pair. But why eighty-one? | |||
:::'''0:''' Ah. *0 sighs.* A strange number to be sure. Thirty-nine Soverigns, and eighty-one [[Novarch]]s. The math does not work. The connection is subtle. | |||
:::'''0:''' I think True, you had already noticed it. Were thirty-nine pairs of Aspects simply severed during the Sundering, they should have become seventy-eight Aspects. | |||
:'''{{Protagonist}}:''' I want to know more about the [[Old World]]. | :'''{{Protagonist}}:''' I want to know more about the [[Old World]]. | ||
:: | :::'''0:''' It was a single, complete universe where people shared the same starry sky, breathed the same air, and wielded [[magic]] called [[Aspect]]s, [[Dragon]]s, [[human]]s, [[fae]], and [[orc]]s all lived together, ruled by the thirty-nine Sovereigns. | ||
:::'''0:''' People now call the [[Old World]] a golden era, one of perfection, one in which all was integrated. 0 shakes his head. But people back then didn't think so. Humans always scorn what they possess, and fail to treasure what they have until they have lost it. | |||
:'''{{Protagonist}}:''' The [[Sundering]]? | :'''{{Protagonist}}:''' The [[Sundering]]? | ||
:: | :::'''0:''' The name for the diaster that tore apart the old world. 0 sighs. First, the entire old world was annihilated and then reborn. The complete universe no longer existed, having become eighty-one independent Planes, separated from one another. | ||
:'''{{Protagonist}}:''' No need. Goodbye. | :'''{{Protagonist}}:''' No need. Goodbye. | ||
::'''0:''' Farewell {{Protagonist}}, Mayhaps the day of our reunion is not so distant. He winks, hia body vanishing like smoke into thin air. | ::'''0:''' Farewell {{Protagonist}}, Mayhaps the day of our reunion is not so distant. He winks, hia body vanishing like smoke into thin air. | ||