Through the Living Hope

"It... seems complicated." Aventine smiled annoyedly. "I was SITTING UP!"

"Same place as the flower - my mind." She opened her mouth to continue, but seemed to think better of it. Older me mentioned that interacting with my other forms too much could unravel reality - maybe I should be careful who I reveal it to.

The pain was much more bearable now. Aventine sat up and hung her legs over the side of the bed. "I'm sure she had reason." More sand fell when she sat up.

Aventine moved her hand to her forehead, black sand falling from her sleeve. @InfiniteInsanity

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Through her grimace, she smiled slightly. @InfiniteInsanity

"NORMALLY I WOULD LAUGH BUT I HAVE BROKEN RIBS Ow yelling hurts..."

"Elan. Please punch him." @Invisible

"I'M AWAKE-" she yelled, black sand falling into the sheets of the bed.

Older Aventine's Mind: Black Sand Beach "So... the field. This beach. Wherever else I see... Do they exist outside of our mind?" The two sat on the beach. Aventine's legs were bent, her feet flat on the sloped sand. She messed with her fingers around her knees. Some do, the older Aventine answered. As for the ones I've shown you, I don't know. My personal travels of the multiverse haven't been too extensive. I've been experimenting with different locations lately. Aventine nodded in understanding. "Is there anything else I should know about... well, any of this?" I warned you about communicating with yourself in other realities already, so... You should be able to tell whether the form of yourself to whom you wish to speak is awake or not, however other than that we cannot communicate with one another outside of this realm. You also should not go beyond this point to talk with yourself before the raid on the keep. It's too much of a risk that your younger self will reveal the existence of the greater multiverse to the corrupted nobility. This way, the secret can stay with those you trust. "I see." She continued twiddling her fingers, but eventually she phased. The shadows reformed, but in a moment they did it again. "What's going on?" Y-'re wak-g up. J-st rela-. Rem-ber, I am one f-rm you can al-ys try to re-ch ou- to. Her form continued to phase until it eventually split apart. @TheRavenHasLanded

The vision was different this time. Instead of being in a forest, she was on a beach next to the ocean. The sand was black, but it was dotted with white and pastel shells - conches, sand dollars, Venus combs, and more. The waves brushed against the shore with a beautifully relaxing sound. Beautiful, isn't it? Aventine laughed. "So you leave me in the field and I wake up, so you bring me to a beach when I black out from pain. Lovely. As expected of a god." About that... "What now? I asked if you were a deity, and you didn't respond. Typically, that kind of silence implies, 'You're right'." I was trying to think of a way to explain it to you. Maybe if you'd turn around and look at me, I'd be able to explain better. Aventine turned around (somewhat grudgingly) and was almost taken aback by what - or rather, who she saw. Herself. Granted, this other Aventine seemed to be older - more mature, more at-terms with reality. Rather than hiding the scars on her back and arms, they had tattoos that turned them into something beautiful. There wasn't any pain in her eyes - at least, not nearly to the extent of Aventine or DG Aventine. Beyond that, smiling seemed to come naturally to her. "So what is this?" Her mouth moved, but the sound still went right to her mind, avoiding the middle men that were Aventine's ears. It's our mind, I suppose. It can match whatever landscape the main party wants it to. "The main party?" Me, in this case. The side who chooses to bring the other to meet him here. The main party doesn't have to be conscious, but not being so makes the connection so much easier to make. Before, in the field, I was awake, so you couldn't see me. I was there, but elsewhere. Now, we're both unconscious, so the bond is stronger and you can see me. The person you call to must be unconscious. "So, I can speak with anyone in my mind?" Not necessarily anyone, but other versions of yourself. For example, I'm the future version of you. The entire reason I was able to tell you you wouldn't die is because if you did, then I wouldn't exist. You should be able to do it with DG Aventine, as well, and versions of yourself from other universes, in theory. "Other universes?" She smiled mischievously. "I spend a lot of time with Elan, don't I?" The less you know about what happens to you, the better, so I can't directly answer that. But this goes on before you met Elan. While it's possible to communicate with your other selves, I wouldn't advise doing so often - you may tear apart the fabric of reality itself, which wouldn't end well. "Yeah, I guess we wouldn't want that, huh."

@Invisible @TheRavenHasLanded The pain in Aventine's head intensified, and her vision started to go black around the edges. "Well, it was nice talking to you. Elan, stay in touch." She passed out.

She smiled.