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  1. ThroughTheLivingSequence
    Perhaps I will occasionally read long Wikipedia articles about things I find interesting or don't understand...
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    Unfortunately for you, I had been waiting for you! As soon as you appear in the Cognitive Realm, I punch you square in the face. In your shock, I snatch the Sandwich from your hands and dive into the sea of beads.
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    Ivisyre looked up, noticing the flood of power and smiling. "How do you feel?" They just sorta do, that's the Narrator style is to just do things. It's like breathing, just second nature and effortless. So for having a Narrator-like ability to travel, Ryver could just appear wherever he'd like, or open portals to wherever he'd like, and have an innate knowledge of the many locations of the Thread in the same way that you, his author, could just look at posts made on this website. It's up to you how well he's able to utilize it I suppose, and the nature of the power is flexible, so you could also decide how it meshes or works with other powers... Or whether it even works at all! That sorta deal .
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    Ivisyre shrugged again. "I've never done it before. But it should just be absorbed and give you Narrator-like transportation abilities." They sat back down in their chair, picking at their teeth idly. "Hopefully."
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    "If you can figure out some other way to properly absorb it, be my guest." Ivisyre said with a shrug. "But if it doesn't work, I don't have another shard to give you."
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    "Of course!" Ivisyre exclaimed as if it were obvious. "How else would you absorb its power?"
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    Ivisyre shrugged. "I suppose you will have to figure that out. I don't know how your abilities will manifest after ingesting that shard, though it should be just as natural as it is for Narrators... I would imagine."
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    "Of course!" Ivisyre looked delighted that Ryver made no argument. "I have no intention on harming anybody who doesn't deserve it. And once again, your homeworld is of little concern to me." They stood up, brushing off their cloak. "In order to get me there, you will need to experiment with portals. I am unable to be transported directly there, as I am banished."
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    Sequence looked between the rabbit and Unintelligible. "... I'll be good cop," she said quietly. Ivisyre narrowed their eyes, watching Subversion closely. If you insist. "Conflict is not a mere Narrationblade, like the one she holds," Ivisyre said, gesturing to Subversion. "Conflict is arguably more powerful. It grows in power and grants the wielder abilities to fairly face off against their opponent. It's quite handy, really." Ivisyre smiled, leaning forward. "Sequence has it. And I'm going to kill her. Help me to her world, and the blade is yours."
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    Ivisyre thought for a moment, then sighed. “I’ll put it bluntly… I need you to help me get into Sequence’s World. Yes, I know the place is open to all, but…” They grimaced. “All except me. If you help me, and I complete my goals… The Plotblade of Conflict is yours.”
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    Oh you little… Ivisyre perked up, smiling and extending their hand out. “Wonderful!” They took the orb and examined it with a contented hum. “You are quite skilled, Ryver. By the way, you may call me Ivisyre. That is my true name. I wanted to get to know you a bit first,” they said with a nod, tucking the orb into their cloak. They removed the shard of Narritivium, offering it to Ryver. “Our business is complete. Unless you’re interested in another offer… I do have one more task, should you want it.”
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    Sequence held her stomach, looking at the rabbit with wide eyes. She stared at it for a while, and something seemed to fade behind her eyes. She scowled at the rabbit, nodding. “So be it.” I would argue that I had reasons I believed in to do all of those things, but… Ivisyre sighed. I don’t see the point of arguing for them. I doubt I could ever sway you, so instead, I’ll simply ask that you refrain from meddling in my affairs.
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    “Enullers?” Sequence asked, blinking. “What will they do with it? Hopefully nothing too unpleasant, right?” She looked rather worried, but then she paused and immediately slapped her forehead with a sigh. “Sorry. Again.” I’m curious... Ivisyre said. What would you tell him? What are my purposes? What have I done that is so evil that nobody should do business with me?
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    Sequence frowned, looking at the rabbit. “… I still feel bad… And I’m sorry to you too. That wasn’t like me, and I’m also sorry for being so helpless…” She rubbed her temples wearily before straightening her back and taking a deep breath. “Alright… How do we get information from an unfeeling withergeist?” What makes you think I’m going to use it for evil? Ivisyre said with an innocent smile. More power isn’t an inherently evil desire. Besides, isn’t the definition of ‘evil’ rather subjective?
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    From the blueprints, Ryver could tell that what he was constructing was a vessel of sorts, incredibly durable and reinforced. A vessel for what exactly, was not as clear.
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    Sequence looked pained and somewhat ashamed. “Sorry…” She mumbled to the rabbit. “I… I’m okay. I think. I want to help. You’ve done so much for me already… Though perhaps I could use some help getting answers.” She looked up at Unintelligible, wincing slightly at his concerned expression. Ivisyre gave Subversion an amused look. Why wouldn’t he? It’s none of his concern, besides, I’ve no interest in his homeworld and he knows nothing of my nature. Ivy, or, Ivisyre, gave Subversion another smile. “Good choice, Ryver. I’m glad to have met you. I think we’ll be good friends,” they said coolly.
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    She’s visible now! And she was trying to talk to Ryver I think, or at least argue with Ivy about the Narrativium shard.
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    Ivy smiled, looking pleased as they gave Subversion a smug look. Able watched intently, fidgeting with the cuffs of his sleeves. “Take as long as you need,” Ivy said kindly. “I will wait. And watch.”
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    “Maybe I’ll tear your arms off instead, and let the living core of my planet feast on you while you bleed,” Sequence suddenly snapped at the rabbit, her voice uncharacteristically cold as she settled down into a chair with a weary sigh. Ivisyre just smiled. A happy tool is an effective tool. Their voice sounded from Subversion’s mind.
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    Sequence’s eyes went wide. “No!” She cried. “That’s terrible! Besides… I can think of much better threats… Like no turnips.” She gave the rabbit a pointed look. “Ever.” Ivy, who Subversion would immediately recognize as Ivisyre(Everyone), jumped and almost fell out of their chair, blinking. “Oh. It’s you. Didn’t see you there,” they said, wrinkling their nose. “Certainly my offer is much cooler. Narrativium isn’t easy to come by, you know… He wanted a map, so that shard will give him Narrator-like knowledge of the Thread’s many locations…” Ivy tilted their head. “Hopefully,” they added.
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    “Isn’t that why you captured it?” She asked. “To find its origin?” She rubbed her forehead, suddenly looking very, very tired. She winced, her hand going to her wounded side. “… Unless you have another idea?”
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    Ivy was not a man. While they appeared human with rather indistinguishable gender, their skin was too pale, and their eyes… Crimson and hard, and not to mention their teeth. Ivy nodded. “It will be done. In fact, I can do better. I can give you the means to transport yourself anywhere you should wish as well.” Ivy produced a jagged shard of shimmering white metal with a slight mother-of-pearl quality to it. It was small, about the length of a peanut. “This is a shard of Narrativium. It’s small, unfortunately, so ingesting it will only grant you the ability to transport yourself anywhere. You don’t need to ask how to use it, as when the power becomes yours, you will know how. It will be as natural as if you were a Narrator yourself.” They tucked it into their pocket. “It will be yours, once the conjuring is complete.” Able handed Ryver a small bar of Celestial Bronze. ”As for what Narrators are, well, imagine them as children playing a game in a sandbox. They can do anything within this sandbox that is our Thread, but they’re not allowed to leave. While they have nearly unlimited power within, they have none outside. Anything they do can be undone by another Narrator, and the narration of one Narrator is only as powerful as the other Narrators allow it to be. You could also think of the Thread as a story that the Narrators are telling. A book that they’re reading from, except instead of reading what’s already written, they write the story as they go. A physical manifestation of their Author, perhaps. In some cases. Though, I will admit that I find the concept of Authors to be confusing.” Ivy smiled. “Anything else you wish to know?”
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    “Calano was tired,” Ivy said, examining their fingernails. “He had spent many pages fighting an un-winnable war against an unbeatable foe, killing hundreds of thousands of innocents in the process.” Ivy scrunched up their nose in disgust, shaking their head. “He hid in that cabin until he Faded, hiding from the grief of his actions. As for the device, I simply wish to use it to heal. As I have said, I am wounded. My power, while perhaps a bit… Unstable, is safe in my care, and in my weakened state, I risk allowing much less trustworthy individuals to defeat me and take it for themselves.” Ivy leaned forward, a coffee table rising from beneath the ground, which had two glasses and a tall bottle. Ivy poured the liquid, clear and strong-smelling, into the glasses. “So, what payment do you demand? I’m prepared to provide anything I am able, including…” Ivy smiled, baring sharp, animal-like teeth. “Protection for your home. I apologize for prying, it’s just that your thoughts and emotions regarding the place are very strong!” Ivy laughed, picking up one of the glasses and sipping from it, turning their expectant gaze to Ryver.
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    “Ah! A story!” Ivy snapped their fingers, and Able promptly spun on his heel and walked away down the path. “While my associate retrieves the blueprint,” Ivy said, sitting up straight in their chair. “I will tell you a story.” Ivy cleared their throat. Ivy clasped their hands together with a smile as Able returned, handing Ryver a detailed blueprint for a bronze sphere about the size of a baseball. ”So,” Ivy said. “Can it be done?”
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    Ivy looked up, eyeing Ryver, before putting on a kind smile. “I was wounded. I was facing one of my rivals in a duel, and unfortunately, I lost.” They waved their hand dismissively before sitting up straight once more. “That is beside the point. If I explained the workings of a device, perhaps showed you a blueprint… Could you conjure it? I would pay you handsomely, of course, as well as offer you another work opportunity, if you are interested.”
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