Through the Ages, Across Dimensions (Sess)

VeraC

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Crescentia, Somewhere within The World’s Edge

The World’s Edge. A metaphorical ‘end of times’ landscape that covered near half the world. In the same space naught but 2000 years ago, the Tyrannical Giants ruled over mankind with an iron fist. Their ruthless subjugation eventually led to their downfall, for when mankind rose up against them under the banner of Five Legendary Heroes, They were sealed away indefinitely. Though what was the origin of these Giants? Where did they come from? Why did they suddenly desire to rule the world? Naught but few know of the true reasoning behind their existence, their motives.

Aberon.

The nigh-omnipotent being whom created the world and all things within it. The Giants were of no exception, being of his spawn as well. Over time, the Giants grew to become jealous of mankind, coveting the freedoms they possessed, and sought to turn against their creator. Or as legends tell. They shattered Aberon into several pieces, and many considered him all but wiped from existence. Some theorized otherwise though, thinking that there may be some of him that “remains” perhaps floating in the sea of aether.

Many would kill to possess omnipotence, the knowledge of all and everything. A Supreme being to rule over the rest. Such temptation is what led the Giants down their path, proving that even higher beings aren’t immune to such desires.

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“We’re almost there…” A man cloaked in black garb rode atop a silver mech, cruising through the Null-Zone of The World’s Edge. following him were three similar mech, all in a V-formation. “Once we reach the point, we’ll begin the ritual.”

A robotic-sounding voice replied in kind, originating from the lead mech.

“Let’s just hope the Guardians don’t catch on to what we’re doing…” the man gave a sheepish grin.

They eventually arrived at a mountainous rock formation, which seemed out of place in the ruined wasteland that surrounded it. None-the-less, this was one of the most important spots in Crescentia. While normally under the watchful eye of the Guardians of Eden, the timing was just right as no one else was there.

“Let’s set up.” The man spoke. The mechs moved around the rock formation, and pressed their hands together, beginning a chant of sorts.

The ritual would take some time, but if luck was on their side, they’d finish before the Guardians returned.
 

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Luck is well known to be a fickle mistress. Today, she seemed to be on no ones side. Every year, the Aquarians tribes ventured forward on a pilgramage to these sacred stones, where they would make the journey to strengthen the seals they had guarded for time immemorium. Today's journey though, it was special, occuring once a generation if Aberon smiled upon them. Today, Amka stepped down. Today, Sedna sacrificed her future to become one with the Goddess.

She walked with her people, clad in a silvered silk dress that crushed her chest and waist. Deep breaths were physically impossible as the binding scantly gave a hairs breadth to her motions. It was impossible to bend over in the thing, giving her no choice but to continue onward. Thankfully, it lacked proper sleeves, exposing her bare arms to the air, save for where the sheer pale lace touched her, stretched from the coral bands around her upper arms to the coral bands shackling her wrists. Each was intricately designed with flowing, wavy patterns. Her feet throbbed, supported by sandals with worn weather straps over the top of her foot and around the back of her heels, traditional footware, literally worn by the first maiden who had been given to the Goddess.

She kept her hands folded in front of her, resting over her belly button, just below the looping gold belt adorning her hips. Shells and bells jingled in her hair with each step, woven through the silken tresses carefully, precisely, perfectly. It was the last day that she would be a member of the tribe before her new life began as servant to the Goddess until the day her future neice or nephew was born. Then, she would train them to take her place and make this journey again, clad far more humbly in white satins and far more gold and silver than the entire tribe would ever see again in their lifetime.

She opened her dark eyes as they drew nearer the stone formation. An uneasy murmur ran through her people. The corners of her aunt's lips turned down. "We will go ahead. We are not alone child. Be ready."

Sedna nodded to Amka and followed the older woman closely, but, unfortunately, not quietly.
 

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Perhaps it was a coincidence that the two would meet on this day, at this time. Or maybe it was fate which ruled the ways of the world. Even unbeknownst to the individuals at the formation, this moment in time was one in which the borders between dimensions were by far the thinnest they’ve been since the two worlds split apart. This, was partly due to the happenings on the Moon. A massive generator of Dimensional energy exploding on itself, letting spew forth the DAMON that ever so lurk the border between reality and the great beyond. This was no isolated incident, however, as its effects would ripple and shred throughout the multiverse, perhaps even affecting those stuck in isolation… Regardless, a catalyst nonetheless would be needed to actually maneuver between the borders, which is what this stone formation is perfectly suitable for.

No one knew just what exactly it was, all they knew was what it could do. It served as a gate between Crescentia and Earth, and only two of them exist entirely. Peculiar as they are, with the proper know-how they can effectively create a gate between any dimension, something many would kill for. And many have.

As the individuals continued their chant, in some far off location, a waking presence could be noticed. Something that hadn’t been stirred in millenia, an anomaly that existed beyond the boundaries, locked in isolation since time immemorial. For the first time in a long time, this being was able to breathe. No longer feeling the constraints of the void he was bound to, he could ‘move’ his incorporeal form. In the distance, he could see what he hadn’t seen in some 2,000-odd years. Light.

As the chant continued, a ‘gate’ began to open, as dark swirling entry point expanding from thin-air, a two-way connection between ‘here’ and ‘there’.

But where is ‘there’?

Here.

A being slowly encroached his way through the portal, first having no form, but as his ‘body’ made contact with the air, a physical form slowly begun to take shape as well, flesh forming from the aether surrounding. First an arm, then a leg. The head came out next, taking the form of a man, perhaps in his late 30s, with stark white hair, and a rather chiseled face. His eyes glowed to life in a myriad of prismatic colors, looking left and right slowly, attuning himself to his surroundings.

“He is here…!” The man in the black garb widened his eyes at this being’s appearance realizing instantly who this ‘man’ was. Rather, he was no man, he wasn’t mortal. What stood before him was a being that transcended humanity.

A God.

By this time, Sedna’s group would have arrived within eyesight of this event, and the people they saw surely weren’t the Guardians of Eden.

“Haaah…” The White-haired ‘man’ looked at the scenery that surrounded him, and could only give a look of disappointment. “It seems things have gone to shit since I have been away…” Crescentia as he knew it was no more. ‘Twas only half the planet he remembered it being. Though at the same time, he could sense a presence which hadn’t existed before, a new world, bearing strong connections to Crescentia.

“Oh how they ruined everything…”
 

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Sedna and Amka arrived first, frowning at the unexpected intrusion. Where were the guardians? And who were these men? Sedna felt uneasy at the sight of them.

Amka, however, old as she was, approached the group with all the fury of the Goddess behind her. "Here now, What's all this?" She put her fists on her hips, jewelry tinkling together as they shifted on her arms. She gave them a glare that only a mother or old annoyed woman could reasonably give, one that screamed 'I will not tolerate your shit'.

Sedna hung back, fingering a bracelet on her wrist. Her aunt was still the one to handle these matters, until she passed the mantel or died... it was not her place to interfere. Her dark eyes studied the men, lingering on the white haired one, watching him over the others. Something was most assuredly off about him, giving her flutters in her stomach that made her very glad she had not eaten this morning.