[center][h3][color=92278f]Anna[/color] and [color=39b54a]Rule[/color][/h3][/center] A quiet humming bounced around the small chamber as a jigsaw puzzle piece hovered in the air, spinning indecisively. It dropped next to a piece, turned itself, and slide easily into the piece. The humming changed, Yggdrasil’s victory tune hummed instead, but quickly returned to its previous melody. The sound of a page turning and another piece lifted off the table at the tip of a wand. The changeling flipped another page and placed another piece, flipped another page and placed another piece. She glanced over at the half finished puzzle and put down her book, adoration pouring over at the scene. Half of the Supreme Being stared back in as much splendor as a measly puzzle picture could capture. Anna sighed happily and ran her hand over the pieces. She paused as Baron’s message reached her. A shiver ran through her as she heard the mention of her Lord’s name and stood immediately, puzzle and book forgotten as she stepped quickly to the door and threw it open. A wiggling mass oozed up from the creaking planks as she walked through the next room, not bothering to look back as Rule34 pulled itself together behind her. She slammed the door, just moments after Rule slipped through. [color=8dc73f]“For what has the Master summoned us, Anna.”[/color] Rule rumbled as Anna warded the door and hid it. [color=92278f]“Greater Glyph - Explosion. Greater Illusion.”[/color] She muttered, creating an illusionary copy of the door several feet down over an explosive rune. She turned to look at the Ooze, disdain in her eyes. Why Lord Volaris felt the need to create… this was beyond her. [color=92278f]“Do I look like our Lord, slime? I dare not even attempt to comprehend the mind of one of the Supreme Beings, much less our Lord. We will soon discover our Lord’s will. And hopefully,”[/color] Anna sighed wistfully, “Be blesse[color=92278f]d with an objective from our Lord himself.”[/color] Anna opened a gate that led directly to the door of the Scrying Sanctum. Anna stepped through, her hand hovering just above the door. To gaze upon the glory that is the Supremes, and more importantly her own Lord, was a privilege one did not just squander. She was to gaze upon grace and wisdom embodied, power given shape-it took more than a few seconds to prepare oneself for such an honor! She blinked as Rule slipped through the cracks under the door and she hurriedly pushed it open as well. She took in the other Guardians, including Rule who quivered in its own show of deference. It never quite got the hang of bowing. Stupid ooze. She immediately took her place next to Samuel, kneeling to her creator. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [center][h3][color=ed1c24]Volaris[/color][/h3][/center] The Guardians, Elizabeth specifically, provided significant proof that his earlier hunch had been correct. Though it was expected since he was dreaming. It was the only reasonable explanation for why the game was still running other than a prank patch, which made even less sense. He must have fallen asleep just as the game shut off. He cleared the image off the scrying pool with a flick of his wrist and he stood fully, reflexively stretching from his hunched position and finding it unnecessary. If only he could escape back pain in the real world as well. He saw and felt the Guardians enter the sanctum, the two sensations rather odd in tandem. Although Volaris had experienced in Yggdrasil for the vast majority of his play time, it felt sharper than the game-more tangible in fact. More natural. He shrugged it off as a particularly vivid part of his imagination. Instead, he trained his sightless face at Elizabeth while they awaited the arrival of more Guardians. [color=ed1c24]“You are unaware then.”[/color] Volaris spoke softly, his voices echoing around the chamber still. Of course his imagination wouldn’t give him the easy route. When did he do anything the easy way. [color=ed1c24]“At the zenith of this moon past, Yggdrasil was meant to disappear entirely. Everything it held, everyone who called it home, everything the people in it had done doomed to cease forever and always. Expect for those like my companions. Like your father Elizabeth. We were slated for a crueler fate and so many of us, resigned and powerless, left for it before the zenith. I spent the last minutes of my time here wandering the halls I helped build, just as resigned and frustrated as the others. And yet as I watched the zenith approach and pass… here you still stand. Here you stand before me, one who should by all accounts no longer exist, in this sanctum which should no longer be. A fascinating problem at the very least.”[/color] Volaris cast a hand over the pool and brought the cathedral and its surroundings into focus. [color=ed1c24]“And so I searched for any shred of what was. For the graves and fog and shambling horrors that circle our home. And instead I find nothing familiar, no trace of what I know I could see, no trace of those I know I could see. I find our defenses outside vanished and replaced, our Cathedral in view for all those who wish to find it.”[/color] Volaris cast his sightless gaze across the Guardians that had shown so far. [color=ed1c24]“And so here we are, in an unfamiliar place with a few familiar faces, for no reason at all after someone or something tampered with that which we worked so hard to achieve. It was a grievous mistake on their part and one I do not intend to forgive nor forget.”[/color] He words turned cold and sharp at the end. [i][color=ed1c24]‘Lets see what effect that has on them.’[/color][/i] Volaris thought to himself. [i][color=ed1c24]'I didn’t use any command prompts so there shouldn't be much of a response.'[/color][/i]