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Cause Violet happened lol

It was a very long time before anything happened, but when it happened, it happened all at once. Distant noises which sounded like voices chattering rang out from above, overlapping with each other, gradually becoming louder. An ever-increasing crescendo, one that hurt Melody's ears. The mists curled upwards, shrouding the ground and everything. When she pushed through them, she was met with firm resistance, like trying to move through jelly. The fog cleared, and the voices became clearer. Stone walls faded into view, and the voice which tormented her in her mental prison finally started speaking again. She felt fatigued, not unable to move, but unwilling to. Something was wrong, and she couldn't tell what. "Hello Melody. I believe you'll be of great use to us."

Melody hated how she was already. Was it a trap? Was it herself, hallucinating? "None of those," the voice provided, "It is simply... A countermeasure." "Who are you?" Melody asked, hearing her words echo into the distance. The voice laughed. It was a cruel laugh, one that a villain would make in a dramatic moment in a movie. "Melody, look," The voice started, but Melody interrupted it. "What have I done to deserve this? Why are you here? And how do you know me?" She spoke like a lord demanding answers. The voice laughed again, as if saying that made it worse. "Melody... Let's just say, as you like to put it..." Melody waited for the reply. "I am you." This time it was Melody who laughed. She might've laughed because it was too bizarre to be true, or maybe as an insanity deterrant. "No." "It is the truth. I am who you should be." "You're using my memories against me. It isn't going to work." "Really? Just like Aventine's scars? Just like how you failed to help TAAron? He's now with Rue, or rather, he was, before he was also... Dealt with." That's something, at least. Melody tried to form the sentence to communicate how she felt, but she couldn't. The failure crushed her. "Don't worry. This predicament is only temporary." The voice assured her. "I want to know what the heck is going on," Melody said, "And you can answer. I know it." "I don't have to be here. I'm sure you'll be perfectly fine by yourself..." Melody asked one last question desperately, "How long will I be in this purgatory?" There was no reply from the voice, but Melody knew that it wasn't going to be long before she got answers. Just me and My thoughts, she told herself, I hate my thoughts.

It wasn't the guards who stopped Melody from continuing. It was herself. She was suddenly all alone in the mists, with just foggy mist, twirling around in playful movements against the darkness of the night. The ground itself was silent, and the only person around was Melody She walked forward, but nothing changed. Nothing new appeared, nothing new happened. What did I expect? She pushed against the edges of the spatial plane, trying to leave, but what happened scared her. Her realmwalking caused a slash to open, revealing distant worlds, all the same. She tried again, this time using a different method to step outside of reality. Another tear was ripped open, rippling ominously. An infinite loop. Let's see how far this goes, then. She pushed against the distant worlds to reach the space between. The space in which she would be able to enter and free herself. The space was filled to the brim with the same worlds again and again, but on a different plane. It was confusing for Melody to comprehend. "It's like numbers," A voice said from all around her, "They exist on multiple planes." A brief silence followed, and then the voice continued. "It's funny that our number system is so basic. Simple patterns and observable transformations. Now imagine if it was in two separate dimensions. An array of numbers." Melody did, but she couldn't think of any examples besides silly looking equations in her head. "If you are struggling to imagine that, think about what it is like in 3 dimensions. Or maybe four? Or how about five?" The voice continued, "Maybe if you think hard enough, you'll notice that patterns from our initial number system don't carry over, and that new patterns instigate." Melody was starting to tune out the voice until it started speaking again. "You are that anomaly, Melody. Your existence destroys patterns that should otherwise stay constant. Your abilities can break anything, because at an universal level, not much is constant." "I hope you understand why you're here. But don't worry. I didn't outsmart your powers. I just contained what was controlling them." Look towards the future, Melody. Things will be glorious. The last line was her own thoughts.

/In

"Good. Now triplicate." A larger stack of papers about 12.8x the size of the previous stack falls down and lands beside royalbeemage.

Melody let herself flow to her old ways for the first time in ages. It came so naturally. So willingly. She stepped through to the place where she wanted to go to. Scandrial. The ash filled sky of Scandrial snapped into reality, showing her the view of the ominous Kredrik Shaw, Hill of a thousand Spires. She was standing on top of some sort of keep, probably one of the great houses. It was a sort of beautiful view, in its own twisted way. Rue was there. TAAron was too, maybe. She still clutched her glass shard. She could go and kill someone below in the keep, but she decided to keep a low profile. That meant no weapons. The glass shard vanished, letting her fist fully close in on itself. Melody turned to the building, and then jumped, letting herself land on the ground through a series of hops off of various ledges of different heights. I've forgotten what this is like, she thought, but I don't want to feel this again. As she landed on the ground, Melody found herself colder than normal. Ash clogs the sky, she Recalled, it makes the atmosphere colder. The sun is shrouded. the streets were deserted leading up to the Lord ruler's palace. It was night, so the mists were out. That might've influenced things. What does TAAron want me to do? Wait? I'm not doing that. She approached the entrance of Kredrik Shaw with confidence. They find themselves in a slum in luthendel. The skaa residents that would've lived inside of it were out cold and sober, and the portal rippled through the air, distorting what was behind it in a rhythmatical pattern.

"Just... Go."

"Get a Lawyer, kid!"

When you

A brief glimpse of conflict flashed in Melody's eyes. "You lie." The words hung in the air. I can't. I cannot. Even the simplist acts are impossible for me. "I'm sorry." Melody quickly constructed a portal that thrashed wildly. It would lead to Scandrial. It would. I Hope it does. Her faith in herself could not be misplaced again if it failed.

"I am not afraid of you." Melody reached for the air, grasping something. "Intimidation will get you nowhere." She squeezed her hand, and it was like if the air itself fractured like glass, developing a spiderweb of cracks as if it had been shot by a bullet. Melody's hand was holding a crude glass shard, one that was so transparent that it was only visible around the edges. She pointed it towards Aventine, and it's edge glistened in the light. "Do not try messing with my emotions." Melody ignored him.

Fire in the hole

"Prove it. Prove that you are worthy then."

"I doubt that. What happened last time you went to Scandrial?" "Will you really? You can hardly use a weapon." Let them go. Let them. Don't get in their way. She ignored the thoughts running through her head.