Shatter He/Him Posted March 6 Posted March 6 (edited) 50 minutes ago, xinoehp512 said: Guys page 4444 is coming dun dun dunnnnnn The Author, Shatter, covers the skies of the universe of TLT in a beautiful, crackling, eerie, ever-shattering and ever-reforming aurora to celebrate Page 4444. The Author, now having done this, checks the time, and HOLY RUST, time to go to bed. I like my Authorial Avatar. A humanoid form of ever-shattering, ever-reforming pink, green, blue, and red aurora or just a blanket of such aurora. It's cool. :3 Edited March 6 by Through The Living Shatter 3
NameIess Posted March 6 Posted March 6 The Dreamsmith set loose a crackling firestorm of many colors, forged with the happiest memories of his Author. It lit the World of dreams, bringing up fond old memories to all who were dead. 4
Verdance he/him Posted March 6 Posted March 6 9 hours ago, NameIess said: "No one. This is my purpose: To address situations like the one we find ourselves in. My core has been reactivated by my Author, for a limited time only." Nameless paused, squinting as if trying to make something out. "To address your Author's response, I would point out that, first of all, the process seems to be more dramatically more efficient than any other method of obtaining Luxite, including the converter which was made with Luxite. Second of all, I would point out that the efficiency hardly matters, since your Author also gifted you with enough Prismite and Nullite to replicate your experiment a hundred times over. Third of all, I would point out that there are consequences to such achievements like these, and I do not believe you have entirely thought them through." I get that as a flaw, 9/10's thing is that he can undermine the story and the usual laws that govern it, but I think that there should be some drawbacks to his process beyond inefficiency when in truth, he has the resources to make an absurd amount of Luxite. Like, Rebus's plan involves killing/stealing the powers of multiple Narrators to make a Luxite blade, while 9/10 can just... make one. Probably two or three, honestly. Something like the Luxite created being false, or flawed in some way related to 9/10's nature would balance it better, I think. The ground went straight through Subversion as if she wasn't there. A massive tesla cannon appeared, blasting out lightning meant to arc through all the Fog copies. The Author who sent Subversion matters not. You rely on your Ennulling and Narrating far too much. They are petty toys, inconsequential compared to the true powers of destruction you now have access to. Continue to rely on them, and you prove yourself unworthy to be my right hand. Ooh, flawed in some way is in fact a great idea the original ideas to balance this was for a: hope someone takes the bait and steals the paper bags, or b: he tries again and accidentally blows the entire place up. definitely not going to allow him personally to gain a lot of luxite. What he has now can definitely be offset by his essence, diluted or corrupted, and I don’t plan on him making more for now. Night, fueled by the sheer power of the whims of her author and the 4444th page, projects auroraborealis-like lights throughout the skies of every relevant planet in the Thread to celebrate. —— 9/10 gazed up at the lights. “You were simply given power. The things I can do come from the power of the people who I used to be, before they were slaughtered, perverted and twisted into who I am now. Maybe the original NameIess had a balance to keep, but you, you’re a puppet.” —— 8 hours ago, Through The Living Ash said: Excellent… excellent… excellent… Now we can kill her… kill… kill… No! They’re supposed to be friends, so Bob can stop being tormented as badly without having to kill or trap the Wind! also she’s not completely confined to the body, but the bulk pf her consciousness was moved there. She’s still the Wind at the same time, which makes her an Airbender 1
Through The Living Ash he/him Posted March 6 Posted March 6 1 hour ago, Through The Living Grass said: Ooh, flawed in some way is in fact a great idea the original ideas to balance this was for a: hope someone takes the bait and steals the paper bags, or b: he tries again and accidentally blows the entire place up. definitely not going to allow him personally to gain a lot of luxite. What he has now can definitely be offset by his essence, diluted or corrupted, and I don’t plan on him making more for now. Night, fueled by the sheer power of the whims of her author and the 4444th page, projects auroraborealis-like lights throughout the skies of every relevant planet in the Thread to celebrate. —— 9/10 gazed up at the lights. “You were simply given power. The things I can do come from the power of the people who I used to be, before they were slaughtered, perverted and twisted into who I am now. Maybe the original NameIess had a balance to keep, but you, you’re a puppet.” —— No! They’re supposed to be friends, so Bob can stop being tormented as badly without having to kill or trap the Wind! also she’s not completely confined to the body, but the bulk pf her consciousness was moved there. She’s still the Wind at the same time, which makes her an Airbender Can't have it be that easy.
xinoehp512 he/him Posted March 6 Posted March 6 Bacon's eyes opened. It was a special number! He couldn't miss that. 4444 was just... intrinsically satisfying. 2
NameIess Posted March 6 Posted March 6 (edited) 11 hours ago, Through The Living Glass said: She sighed quietly to herself. He made a fair enough point. She summoned Subversion to stand in front of her- the real Subversion, whatever that looked like, and summoned thr Dragon also. The chamber darkened enough, and the air thickened enough, to become horribly stifling. Subversion found herself unable to think clearly or use her Narration effectively as Fog snapped the Dragon around her neck in the form of a chained collar. There, she thought in satisfaction, grinning once more. Very little of that actually happened. The Subversion that appeared in front of Fog was a dummy with googly eyes and a sloppy smile drawn on. The dummy began whacking Fog upside the head with a squeaky hammer. The Witherlord was silent while he parsed what Fog had been trying to do. You think, he finally said incredulously, that I am capable of forcibly summoning Narrators from wherever they hide, disabling their powers, and holding them at my mercy? He sighed, and continued in a tone of forced patience. If I could do that, there would be no Narrators left. Rebus would have been the first to go, followed by every other Narrator, then every other character. I would have no need of a lieutenant, for I would have already won. I was encouraging you to use Fog's withergeist abilities, not godmod my characters lol. 2 hours ago, Through The Living Grass said: Ooh, flawed in some way is in fact a great idea the original ideas to balance this was for a: hope someone takes the bait and steals the paper bags, or b: he tries again and accidentally blows the entire place up. definitely not going to allow him personally to gain a lot of luxite. What he has now can definitely be offset by his essence, diluted or corrupted, and I don’t plan on him making more for now. Okay, as long as he's not recreating Luxsprite society or drowning the Witherlord in an ocean of Luxite. 2 hours ago, Through The Living Grass said: 9/10 gazed up at the lights. “You were simply given power. The things I can do come from the power of the people who I used to be, before they were slaughtered, perverted and twisted into who I am now. Maybe the original NameIess had a balance to keep, but you, you’re a puppet.” "Yes, it's quite annoying." Nameless said. "I should be allowed free reign, but in truth, I don't think my Author likes me very much. But as for me simple being 'given power'..." He held up two paper bags and waggled them at 9/10. "At least I only got one Narrator's worth when I was activated." Edited March 6 by NameIess
ThroughTheLivingSequence she/her/they/them Posted March 6 Posted March 6 On 3/2/2026 at 3:13 PM, NameIess said: “Look for him, and you will find him. Or Omen, anyways.” Unintelligible shrugged. “He can sense those who search, I think.” Aelinor nodded slowly, gazing out into the forest surrounding the small clearing. "What will you do?" She asked Unintelligible, not turning to look at him. On 3/3/2026 at 6:29 PM, Through the living keigs said: …. for fear, subversion was to late. atlas lay on the ground, her body limp as the mist went into subversions vacuum. Her eyes were a faded red and a small smile twitched on her lips…. Atlas.. she always loved smiling. Through her cartoons, after she ran away, a grin plastered her face through the darkest of times. It’s only fitting she smiled as she met peace. She wasnt angry at death, she was thankful that she would be able to meet her friends again, maybe she would go to elysium with cricket… or perhaps heaven with the scribe or seraphina. Regardless of where she went she wanted people to be able to be happy, if her death meant anything if her life meant anything, it was joy. Joy in the small times, joy in the idle conversations between posts, or the thrill she learned from fighting. She wanted to teach people that joy was one of the things you should cherish most, even if she had to teach herself this. It’s not forever, it cant be. For you cant exist forever. It’s the memories you make and the feelings you feel, good bad or ugly they stay with you more than a person. So she told all this to the thread. To everyone, to the authors and characters alike, any non narrators would feel this sense for an unknown reason, while narrators could read this. A final message as a small light in a multiverse blinked out. WHAT
Verdance he/him Posted March 6 Posted March 6 (edited) 29 minutes ago, NameIess said: Very little of that actually happened. The Subversion that appeared in front of Fog was a dummy with googly eyes and a sloppy smile drawn on. The dummy began whacking Fog upside the head with a squeaky hammer. The Witherlord was silent while he parsed what Fog had been trying to do. You think, he finally said incredulously, that I am capable of forcibly summoning Narrators from wherever they hide, disabling their powers, and holding them at my mercy? He sighed, and continued in a tone of forced patience. If I could do that, there would be no Narrators left. Rebus would have been the first to go, followed by every other Narrator, then every other character. I would have no need of a lieutenant, for I would have already won. I was encouraging you to use Fog's withergeist abilities, not godmod my characters lol. Okay, as long as he's not recreating Luxsprite society or drowning the Witherlord in an ocean of Luxite. "Yes, it's quite annoying." Nameless said. "I should be allowed free reign, but in truth, I don't think my Author likes me very much. But as for me simple being 'given power'..." He held up two paper bags and waggled them at 9/10. "At least I only got one Narrator's worth when I was activated." 9/10mmHB#2 blinked. Of course someone would steal them that quickly. Light flashed, and the entrances to the pocket dimension were burnt away. The chaos he had released must be contained, harnessed by him and him alone. —— Pain. Existence was pain. Inkwell should have seen this coming- 9/10mmHB#2 was never his friend. But it still hurt. The mordite in his veins whispered darkness, revenge, hatred. This wasn’t who he was… but he liked it. He wasn’t conscious enough to consider the implications… but the mordite gave him power. For one thing, he didn’t have to rely on others to travel the Thread. No Flaw’s sword, no Narrator’s hawks… he burned black through the vacuum of space, trying to pull himself together. This wasn’t right. He had to fix this… The sword. He needed the sword. Edited March 6 by Through The Living Grass
Unintelligenius he/him Posted March 6 Posted March 6 18 hours ago, Through The Living Glass said: She started crying and ran over to him, hugging his leg desperetly. "BOB, MAKE IT GO BACK!" she wailed. "MAKE IT GO AWAY! I DON'T LIKE IT!" It sure sounded like the wind. Bob suddenly felt horrible for wanting to kill someone so small and adorable. He leaned down and placed his hand on her shoulder. "Make what go away?" Bob asked, trying to make sense of all that had happened in the moments before. 17 hours ago, Through The Living Ash said: Excellent… excellent… excellent… Now we can kill her… kill… kill… "What?!? I would never do that!" Bob thought to himself. 2
Verdance he/him Posted March 7 Posted March 7 On 3/3/2026 at 10:14 PM, ThatOneGuyOverThere said: Outlier turned to Utility. "I died." He began walking in a random direction. He paused and turned back to face him. "Where is here?" The stars above sang. The Thread is a place of chaos and order. Space is only relative to power, power is relative to time, and time is relative to the dedication of your Author. You could be anywhere, if he wished it. Night sent a starhawk as an envoy. What story will you tell, newcomer?
Keke They/he Posted March 7 Posted March 7 8 hours ago, xinoehp512 said: Bacon's eyes opened. It was a special number! He couldn't miss that. 4444 was just... intrinsically satisfying. BACON BACCIEEEE bacon... i regret to inform you but there is something you must know. Atlas died........ sorry bruh. ANYWAYS PAGE 4444 LETS GOOOO Bacon's baaack back again! yes hes back!!
Through The Living Ash he/him Posted March 7 Posted March 7 1 hour ago, Unintelligenius said: Bob suddenly felt horrible for wanting to kill someone so small and adorable. He leaned down and placed his hand on her shoulder. "Make what go away?" Bob asked, trying to make sense of all that had happened in the moments before. "What?!? I would never do that!" Bob thought to himself. Yes you would… I saw it in your mind… in your mind… in your mind… You wanted to kill her… kill… kill… You can’t lie to yourself… kill… kill…
Through the Living Heir he/him Posted March 7 Posted March 7 On 3/4/2026 at 12:11 AM, Through the living keigs said: Kai nodded "im Kai. what are you doing here? I thought you were with kyler?" - "we need to find a way to get Darkmatter." - He flapped his wings once and shot backwards. He threw a dagger with full force and decoration at his face while drscreetly throwung one at his stomach. - she blinked. "A rabbit? What no? What... huh." "I was." - "I don't know of anything here by that name. Can you describe-" Something rocked the ship, almost throwing them off their feet. - Amoebus ducked, and the second dagger thudded into his torso, slotting neatly between the Mordite in his skin. He gasped, stumbling backwards. - Rebus nodded. "Regardless, you seem to be new here." On 3/4/2026 at 12:25 AM, NameIess said: Lyric frowned, reaching out to take the coin from Jack. "What is that you hold, my friend?" The Witherlord chuckled. "Not you." He gestured past Rebus to Symbol. "Her. And you should know why I have come. Long ago, you made a deal with Fate." He drew Malevolence, darkness spreading through the Dynessence ocean towards the rock upon which Rebus and the others stood. "You should have known that such deals never end well. I bring you the fruit of your own actions." As soon as the coin was out of his hand, Jack blinked once more. Everything came rushing back, and he stumbled, briefly overwhelmed. Lyric, on the other hand, would probably forget what he had been doing. - Rebus let out a long, shaky breath. "It gave me time. Sometimes, that's all you can ask for." On 3/4/2026 at 12:41 AM, Through The Living KSauce said: Corvus nodded slowly. "Do you have to plan, once you gather enough Narrators?" "I do." Rebus smiled. "I'm going to use our power to form a weapon which can be used against the Witherlord." On 3/4/2026 at 8:09 AM, TwinStorm said: However, the man died of a heart attack before the monster could get at him. The monster didn't care much. It drove its splintery claws into the recently deceased lumberjack's chest. On 3/4/2026 at 8:33 AM, Kansas Stormcursed said: Cep stares at him, somewhat shocked. Wait so am I. I thought Rebus did kill Cricket? Am I hallucinating?? He fatally wounded Cricket, and then Twinstorm put him out of his misery with a lightning bolt. "Regardless," Rebus smiled, seeming oddly cheerful for the circumstances, "the Witherlord is back. I'm the only one here who's brought forwards a plan, so I would like your help." On 3/4/2026 at 11:04 AM, Through The Living Skies said: "He is mine," she whispered to the bearer of the blade, before smoothly sliding forward and coiling around the tree, crunching it in half with immense force. "And he will always will be mine... Tree." The man was confused, since he hadn't been paying attention. The tree monster from earlier seemed to be tearing the bones out of the unfortunate lumberjack behind them. On 3/4/2026 at 11:07 PM, xinoehp512 said: "Ahh..." said Onyx. "Clever indeed, old friend." A moment, and the guide was not there. "Well," said Onyx to Rebus. "I suppose we have the seeds of a plan, now." There was a hiss, and the eyes vanished. A few moments later, the ship began to rock as withergeists swarmed it from below. "Several plans, in fact - that's the best way to ensure one will work. One of mine needs you." - Rebus assembled a crystal in front of the light, directing beams of it to several withergeists. He was too late, though, some withergeists had already made it beneath the ship, where they couldn't be reached by the beams. On 3/5/2026 at 12:01 PM, Through the living keigs said: rebyl looked ar rebus. "what now??" "They'll likely try to break into the ship - we need to protect the energy cores."
Keke They/he Posted March 7 Posted March 7 (edited) 12 minutes ago, Through the Living Heir said: "I was." - "I don't know of anything here by that name. Can you describe-" Something rocked the ship, almost throwing them off their feet. - Amoebus ducked, and the second dagger thudded into his torso, slotting neatly between the Mordite in his skin. He gasped, stumbling backwards. - Rebus nodded. "Regardless, you seem to be new here." he blinked, well his one eye blinked. The light in his facial cavity just stared forward eerily. "so why aren't you with him." He asked suspiciously a hand moving towards his rifle on his back just in case. - Rebyl knew it was the withergeist as she actively killed alot of them with her giant light if you remember. Regardless and stumbled and almost fell, "how are they not all gone??" - jack took no hesitation and jumped forward propelled by his wings and slid a third dagger out of his belt loop and into his face - salt nodded, "more or less." She said and rubbed her head. "Though I know alot avout this place. And who people are. Regardless, I wanna help you!" 12 minutes ago, Through the Living Heir said: They'll likely try to break into the ship - we need to protect the energy cores." Levi and Trevor nodded and took off down the stairs. They both seemed more or less unphazed by atlas while rebyl didnt end up seeing her. Edited March 7 by Through the living keigs
KaladinsSenseOfHumourSpren He/Him Posted March 7 Posted March 7 20 minutes ago, Through the Living Heir said: "I do." Rebus smiled. "I'm going to use our power to form a weapon which can be used against the Witherlord." "How would this weapon work?"
Unintelligenius he/him Posted March 7 Posted March 7 1 hour ago, Through The Living Ash said: Yes you would… I saw it in your mind… in your mind… in your mind… You wanted to kill her… kill… kill… You can’t lie to yourself… kill… kill… "But that was before she was human... I could've done it before... but not now." He looked at the little girl standing before him, and a single tear slipped down his face. Bob looked to his sides, but saw that he was alone. It seemed that it wwould be his responsibility to protect the wind. 2
Through the Living Heir he/him Posted March 7 Posted March 7 8 minutes ago, Through the living keigs said: he blinked, well his one eye blinked. The light in his facial cavity just stared forward eerily. "so why aren't you with him." He asked suspiciously a hand moving towards his rifle on his back just in case. - Rebyl knew it was the withergeist as she actively killed alot of them with her giant light if you remember. Regardless and stumbled and almost fell, "how are they not all gone??" - jack took no hesitation and jumped forward propelled by his wings and slid a third dagger out of his belt loop and into his face - salt nodded, "more or less." She said and rubbed her head. "Though I know alot avout this place. And who people are. Regardless, I wanna help you!" Levi and Trevor nodded and took off down the stairs. They both seemed more or less unphazed by atlas while rebyl didnt end up seeing her. Rebus thought for a second, considering his word. "I am." Not that the response would make any sense, but being confusing was better than being shot. - I was thinking that part is before the attack, since it makes the timeline work better. Your choice if we want to do that, though. "That's the thing about Withergeists. They're weak, but they have numbers." - Amoebus continued to backpedal, clutching at his eye. Then he shook himself, pulling the dagger out and allowing his face to knit back together. Dagger in one hand, Mordite sword in the other, he swung at Jack with ferocious rapidity. As he did so, however, he spoke calmly and softly, face perfectly composed. "You shouldn't trust Rebus. He'll betray you-" another flurry of violent slashes- "because eventually, he always does." - Rebus nodded. "Good. Can you find either Nameless or Utility and get them to come here?" - @xinoehp512 Just now, Through The Living KSauce said: "How would this weapon work?" "The powers of Ordered Light were used against the Witherlord during its previous incarnation, and a Luxite blade could kill it permanently. What I can do depends upon the resources I am given."
KaladinsSenseOfHumourSpren He/Him Posted March 7 Posted March 7 1 minute ago, Through the Living Heir said: Rebus thought for a second, considering his word. "I am." Not that the response would make any sense, but being confusing was better than being shot. - I was thinking that part is before the attack, since it makes the timeline work better. Your choice if we want to do that, though. "That's the thing about Withergeists. They're weak, but they have numbers." - Amoebus continued to backpedal, clutching at his eye. Then he shook himself, pulling the dagger out and allowing his face to knit back together. Dagger in one hand, Mordite sword in the other, he swung at Jack with ferocious rapidity. As he did so, however, he spoke calmly and softly, face perfectly composed. "You shouldn't trust Rebus. He'll betray you-" another flurry of violent slashes- "because eventually, he always does." - Rebus nodded. "Good. Can you find either Nameless or Utility and get them to come here?" - @xinoehp512 "The powers of Ordered Light were used against the Witherlord during its previous incarnation, and a Luxite blade could kill it permanently. What I can do depends upon the resources I am given." "Luxite?" Renamed raised his eyebrows.
Kansas Stormcursed he/him Posted March 7 Posted March 7 51 minutes ago, Through the Living Heir said: He fatally wounded Cricket, and then Twinstorm put him out of his misery with a lightning bolt. "Regardless," Rebus smiled, seeming oddly cheerful for the circumstances, "the Witherlord is back. I'm the only one here who's brought forwards a plan, so I would like your help." Ohh that's right Cep nodded slowly. "Well then. What needs doing?"
Through the Living Heir he/him Posted March 7 Posted March 7 4 minutes ago, Through The Living KSauce said: "Luxite?" Renamed raised his eyebrows. "Luxite is the metal associated with Ordered Light. I can use your-" Rebus indicated to Corvus- "power to produce some, because Narration is of Chaotic Light." 2 minutes ago, Kansas Stormcursed said: Ohh that's right Cep nodded slowly. "Well then. What needs doing?" Rebus is definitely responsible for his death, but he's twisting words to make Cep a bit more likely to assist him. Rebus smiled. "I need Narrator cores - ideally six of them."
Kansas Stormcursed he/him Posted March 7 Posted March 7 1 minute ago, Through the Living Heir said: "Luxite is the metal associated with Ordered Light. I can use your-" Rebus indicated to Corvus- "power to produce some, because Narration is of Chaotic Light." Rebus is definitely responsible for his death, but he's twisting words to make Cep a bit more likely to assist him. Rebus smiled. "I need Narrator cores - ideally six of them." Yeah no that's good That's exactly what I wish Cep nodded. "And...how do I factor into that?"
Verdance he/him Posted March 7 Posted March 7 1 minute ago, Through the Living Heir said: "Luxite is the metal associated with Ordered Light. I can use your-" Rebus indicated to Corvus- "power to produce some, because Narration is of Chaotic Light." Rebus is definitely responsible for his death, but he's twisting words to make Cep a bit more likely to assist him. Rebus smiled. "I need Narrator cores - ideally six of them." 9/10mmHB#2 suddenly appears in a flash of light. “Narrator cores, you say? Could we make a deal?”
KaladinsSenseOfHumourSpren He/Him Posted March 7 Posted March 7 3 minutes ago, Through the Living Heir said: "Luxite is the metal associated with Ordered Light. I can use your-" Rebus indicated to Corvus- "power to produce some, because Narration is of Chaotic Light." They nodded. "How do you intend to find order in chaos?" Corvus asked. Renamed's one eye unfocused at this.
Verdance he/him Posted March 7 Posted March 7 On 2/25/2026 at 6:15 PM, TwinStorm said: "He . . . tall, slim . . . curly blond hair, needs cutting . . . his name is Owen, saw him a few weeks ago, at one of the temple services . . . he worked there." WAIT JUST ONE SECOND i have been digging through old lore, is this in any way connected to a very early character of DragonHeirs named Owen?
NameIess Posted March 7 Posted March 7 10 hours ago, Sequence said: Aelinor nodded slowly, gazing out into the forest surrounding the small clearing. "What will you do?" She asked Unintelligible, not turning to look at him. Unintelligible shrugged. "I... guess I'll go find whoever's trying to stop the Witherlord, and join them." 10 hours ago, Through The Living Grass said: 9/10mmHB#2 blinked. Of course someone would steal them that quickly. Light flashed, and the entrances to the pocket dimension were burnt away. The chaos he had released must be contained, harnessed by him and him alone. Nameless turned the bags inside out. "These were just normal bags. I was making a point, not stealing them immediately. If I were going to do that, I would've emptied them first." 10 hours ago, Through The Living Grass said: Pain. Existence was pain. Inkwell should have seen this coming- 9/10mmHB#2 was never his friend. But it still hurt. The mordite in his veins whispered darkness, revenge, hatred. This wasn’t who he was… but he liked it. He wasn’t conscious enough to consider the implications… but the mordite gave him power. For one thing, he didn’t have to rely on others to travel the Thread. No Flaw’s sword, no Narrator’s hawks… he burned black through the vacuum of space, trying to pull himself together. This wasn’t right. He had to fix this… Reality around Inkwell tore itself apart, the pain fading as the Void enveloped him. The Witherlord's attention turned on him, reading his memories, seeing what Inkwell had seen. Concern blossomed in the Witherlord's mind and his presence vanished, leaving Inkwell floating in the Void between worlds. 1 hour ago, Through the Living Heir said: As soon as the coin was out of his hand, Jack blinked once more. Everything came rushing back, and he stumbled, briefly overwhelmed. Lyric, on the other hand, would probably forget what he had been doing. Lyric blinked. Where was he? Was that a man made of metal? How odd. This place was much different from his forest. How had he come here? He turned around and started wandering off, with the vague intention of finding his forest. 1 hour ago, Through the Living Heir said: Rebus let out a long, shaky breath. "It gave me time. Sometimes, that's all you can ask for." "That extra time has been spent." The dark dynessence around the Witherlord shot forth, wrapping tendrils around Symbol and lifting her into the air. "She will die, and the whole Thread after." The Witherlord smiled. "I hope it was worth it." 1 hour ago, Through the Living Heir said: Rebus nodded. "Good. Can you find either Nameless or Utility and get them to come here?" A note appeared from Nameless, indicating that he had no intentions of getting his core ripped out and used to create a Luxite Blade. And also that it wouldn't work anyways, as his core was Authorially protected. 55 minutes ago, Through The Living Grass said: 9/10mmHB#2 suddenly appears in a flash of light. “Narrator cores, you say? Could we make a deal?” Angry Nameless noises followed him. -- A nameless withergeist flew through the Void, searching. Searching for a place of power, a place of light-contained and not-light and not-real but real. This withergeist did not know why it wanted to find this place, but it searched nonetheless. It was good at searching, and would find the hateful light-contained. It would find it soon. 2
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