When we have anything worth sharing, we will share it.
[ more of a promise than being defensive. also HELP yea that's the lore now ]
... Not in detail. I'm aware that you disappeared from our observation, and of course that you returned injured. But the details of what happened while you were away haven't been explained to me yet.
I suppose I'll spare them the effort of explaining most of it, in that case.
[sighs, thinking about how to best. tackle this cyoa nonsense.]
You said we disappeared from your observation. From our point of view, we woke up in another world and our memories were altered to match. We forgot our lives and afterlives completely, and believed ourselves to have lived in that world since birth.
We were healers who had recently finished our studies and had enlisted to aid in our nation's war efforts. For a month, most of what we did was wrap bandages and try to keep our soldiers from bleeding to death all over us. [...] Many men still died.
Most of the members of the army were new faces, but there were others who were familiar to me. I saw a man I recognized from home, though he also acted as though he had lived in that world his whole life. And Marcoh was there, though it seems impossible because I've been told he was here at the same time. I suppose it's possible that the people we met were... fakes. Illusions. Out of all of them, we were the only ones with visible halos. It didn't feel strange to us at the time.
[our sim plumbobs!! mizu pauses for a few seconds before continuing, trying to figure out how to explain the next part.]
... I can't say what the others experienced from this point on. We were ambushed by the enemy while on our way to the front lines and separated. I was taken and kept as a hostage for a century... or at least, what felt like it. I was told we were gone for less than a day and my memories of that time are hazy. But ultimately, I was let go — temporarily. Under the expectation that I would return on my own. [STILL MAD ABOUT IT.] ... Then, I met a soldier who I had believed to be dead. He was alive but had come down with an illness that ultimately results in a monstrous and violent transformation. My actions accelerated its development.
We killed each other, and then I was back here. You know the rest. [the way mizu is just casually like oh yeah i died again.] ... Jiaoqiu said he recognized most of the events I just described. And we thought ourselves to be Foxians through all of this, just like him. Strange, isn't it?
[ weirdly does not seem startled that they were gone for that long from their perspective. time is relative, it's fine. THE REST OF IT, HOWEVER...
they listen attentively, expression hidden by the glow but still emitting an aura of concern about all of this. war is bad. they understand that much. the first part they seem to have much to say about is: ]
An illness. Like the mara?
[ wait that's probably not super important. ]
Jiaoqiu... But he wasn't with you? It was just you in a situation that he knew when it was described to him?
[not surprised that ramiel would know about it, considering our whole ass tutorial trial... whew.
nods.]
Right. He wasn't there, but he recognized the situation after it was described to him. Whatever happened to us seems to have borrowed a number of things from his own life.
... The wider realm of Heaven is reactive, to an extent, in that it changes to meet its residents wants and needs. But it shouldn't be doing anything like that in these areas. Not to souls like yours that aren't fully integrated. And even if it was, it would not be using memories like that.
At this point, I imagine that all these errors are connected. If not caused independently by one source, a cumulative result of the same flaw.
[ hrm. ]
I'm not sure... Without knowing where you went and what was happening... Without having been prepared for people to die here in Heaven to begin with, since you are all already dead... I can only come up with unchecked theories.
Well. I imagine it's like trauma. You are all already dead, and as we know from the lost souls, your souls aren't destroyed when you "die" again, here.
But your bodies here are tied to the state of your soul. So they have their own consequences—injuries stick. You need to eat. Things like that. As your soul heals, so do your wounds. So... Whatever killed you maybe didn't kill you, it just... left last trauma on the soul that needs time.
I would be able to come up with more detailed theories if I had seen it for myself, though.
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[ more of a promise than being defensive. also HELP yea that's the lore now ]
... Not in detail. I'm aware that you disappeared from our observation, and of course that you returned injured. But the details of what happened while you were away haven't been explained to me yet.
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[sighs, thinking about how to best. tackle this cyoa nonsense.]
You said we disappeared from your observation. From our point of view, we woke up in another world and our memories were altered to match. We forgot our lives and afterlives completely, and believed ourselves to have lived in that world since birth.
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So your memories were overwritten? Temporarily though, right? Since you remember your time here now.
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Can you tell me what happened in the other world?
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Most of the members of the army were new faces, but there were others who were familiar to me. I saw a man I recognized from home, though he also acted as though he had lived in that world his whole life. And Marcoh was there, though it seems impossible because I've been told he was here at the same time. I suppose it's possible that the people we met were... fakes. Illusions. Out of all of them, we were the only ones with visible halos. It didn't feel strange to us at the time.
[our sim plumbobs!! mizu pauses for a few seconds before continuing, trying to figure out how to explain the next part.]
... I can't say what the others experienced from this point on. We were ambushed by the enemy while on our way to the front lines and separated. I was taken and kept as a hostage for a century... or at least, what felt like it. I was told we were gone for less than a day and my memories of that time are hazy. But ultimately, I was let go — temporarily. Under the expectation that I would return on my own. [STILL MAD ABOUT IT.] ... Then, I met a soldier who I had believed to be dead. He was alive but had come down with an illness that ultimately results in a monstrous and violent transformation. My actions accelerated its development.
We killed each other, and then I was back here. You know the rest. [the way mizu is just casually like oh yeah i died again.] ... Jiaoqiu said he recognized most of the events I just described. And we thought ourselves to be Foxians through all of this, just like him. Strange, isn't it?
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they listen attentively, expression hidden by the glow but still emitting an aura of concern about all of this. war is bad. they understand that much. the first part they seem to have much to say about is: ]
An illness. Like the mara?
[ wait that's probably not super important. ]
Jiaoqiu... But he wasn't with you? It was just you in a situation that he knew when it was described to him?
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[not surprised that ramiel would know about it, considering our whole ass tutorial trial... whew.
nods.]
Right. He wasn't there, but he recognized the situation after it was described to him. Whatever happened to us seems to have borrowed a number of things from his own life.
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[ what is going ONNNNNNN. ]
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[neither of them know about mg mechanics...]
Another question. I'm sure that I died, but my soul wasn't lost like the others. Do you have any idea why?
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[ hrm. ]
I'm not sure... Without knowing where you went and what was happening... Without having been prepared for people to die here in Heaven to begin with, since you are all already dead... I can only come up with unchecked theories.
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[nods, thinking...]
Unchecked theories, such as?
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But your bodies here are tied to the state of your soul. So they have their own consequences—injuries stick. You need to eat. Things like that. As your soul heals, so do your wounds. So... Whatever killed you maybe didn't kill you, it just... left last trauma on the soul that needs time.
I would be able to come up with more detailed theories if I had seen it for myself, though.
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Hopefully we can find the source of all this before it does. [ but they won't. because murder game. ]
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[the amount of times i've had to write they don't know they're in a murdergame in a tag is very funny. but here we go again.]
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The best thing you can do is let us know about anything strange you notice.
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[but also sets us free from this w1 thread because it's gonna be w3 in 6 minutes]