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Roose Hurro said
Hmmm...A core of water, with a "layer" around it. Taking the Dyson Sphere concept, what about a sphere within a sphere within a sphere around a water core? A "Layered World", if you will. With as many "layers" as you might wish to use, each a "world" unto itself. Until something happens to "open" these worlds, each to the others.Perhaps the number of "layers" would depend on the number of players?

This is getting to be some inception kinda stuff.

A neat concept, that would make a goal for everyone, find out who or what opened the levels to each other, and why?

I feel a previous layered planet could have developed together within the dyson sphere yet a good distance away, and they have come to help or hinder the newly oponed planets.

Vick
Aeternus II Forest edge

Affected players: Prince, S.V, Lilith

Vick found himself suddenly close to the person he had recently tried to distance himself from. Becoming redder than a tomato he just silently took in all the playful stabs dealt by the Buccaneer. He mumbled something inaudible in defense, failing to actually put thoughts to the sounds, he simply allowed himself to be tugged away, cringing a bit as Prince gripped the arm he had just strained through continuous strikes at the mini boss. His face returning to some level of nervousness as he irrationally realized they were now holding hands.

It's just hands, it doesn't mean anything. he reflected on the situation. He didn't actually want to nuzzle, he's just playing around, he's always just playing around. he couldn't help but look back on all the advances made. He's a guy, there is not reason for to get nervous. Is my hand sweaty? Wait! Why do I care? His scarf had long fallen back to around his neck, his mouth shaping little words here and there as they danced in his skull and brushed by the outside world. He broke from his thoughts when he heard a loud rustling of leaves and snapping of branches. Something big was nearby. "Uh..." was all he manged to comment on it before they went to actually meet the sound.

"Uh, yes!" he stood nearly dazed for a second until he heard the two orders to go and protect the fallen ally. He let his spindly legs take him to her, and he waited at her die, dagger in his still strong left arm. "Hello there, uh...Lilith." He watched the two swift fighters combat the behemoth. "I would ask how you're doing but...I can guess." he had paled a little bit, battle seemed to still be alien to him. They had just left it and yet it hunted them down once more, would they ever escape it in this world? He shook the thoughts (along with some others) from his mind and fumbled through his inventory for a health potion, finding his last one to be an SP one instead. "Darn..." he cursed under his breath. Even on the sidelines he wasn't all too useful it seemed...

HP ~ 54%
SP ~ 20
Level ~ 3
Inventory ~
Potion x 1
Gold x 25
Napkin X 1

Enemies
Troll; Lvl 2 : 20%

MoveList: [+]

Moon234
Aeternus || Nexus
Forest Center -> Afriel Village

Affected players: The Imaginer, Wandering Fool, Xenoko, Ares

Moon struggled to keep hold, the carriage going a bit fast for his taste he regretted choosing this particular spot to ride on. Gripping the cart with both arms he almost cursed when his HUD lit up with a notification. He shakily reached out to tap the glowing panel, finding a message to read once he did.

"...Uh oh..." he replied aloud to the words. He hadn't put much thought into that earlier interaction, and felt guilt crawling it's way up his core now that he was. Maybe he had been a little...harsh? He wasn't sure how to put it, but he felt it was rude. He looked up to the top of the cart, shaking his head a bit every so often to get the bangs out of vision. How would he climb up there? He barely managed to hold on down here...As if to answer his question, Artemis interlocked it's fingers, coming midway between Moon's current and planned foothold. He smiled to his familiar and wearily took the invitation, managing with some effort to arrive top carriage with some air. His attire and hair blowing back in the wind he felt a bit unsure of what he was doing once more.

He spotted the Imaganeer, sitting quite alone on her corner of the vessel. His guilt boiled up a once more, as well as his nervousness. "Uhm..." his voice got lost in the wind, and he pouted slightly. This was going to be hard for him. Edging closer and closer to the girl he sheepishly came near her side. Nervously sitting on the edge of the cart he still didn't try to make eye contact. He was sweating a bit now, emotion and physical effort combined were the cause. "...I..." he started gingerly, unsure of how exactly to touch the sore subject. "I...didn't say thank you for earlier...You stopped all that...violence." He made some attempt to look at her now, the dark not making it any easier he allowed his eyes to try and find hers. "I'm glad you are here." he added finally. In all honesty, she still scared him a bit, but what he said was true, if she wasn't here, things would be far worse than they were.

HP: 100%
SP: 45
Level: 2
Inventory~
Potion x4
Gold x10

Artemis HP: 84%

MoveList: [+]

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