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| The Missing Piece |
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"You think? Child, I know. I've been trying to root out the source for years now." Pillars that once balanced the temple's ceiling were obliterated into chunks of granite. In the debris, the disjointed limb of a guardian was sprawled on the temple's floor. His body, however, was still warm. Without his right leg to stabilize his equilibrium, however, he stumbles forward. As he attempts to pull himself up, his bloodied hands tug onto the tapestry of what depicted his Queen's domain. A kingdom that was hidden inside the prime universe's Milky Way, until this day. "I'm allowed that incentive. To test the multiverse's resiliency. I push the evolutionary chain just enough to witness societies evolve, but this society in particular. It doesn't seek growth. It seeks annihilation." Even as the blood of her most devout trickled down from the caved-in temple walls, she descended the staircase from her house of worship where she's met by a line of drones positioned outside. Rather than hide from her assailants, the demigoddess approached the invasive species without a moment's hesitation. Her crimson red hair flowing with the wind as she strutted toward certain death. "I've met a reality-warper like yourself before. I offered her children safety from her universe's end if she helped me find the why behind it all. The perpetrator, however, hasn't been found in the decades since."  Her children were unaware of their ancestry let alone themselves. Otherwise, they would have known why the society pillaged their micro dimension instead of the larger prime universe. Without time to ease their panicked cries, Mother Science engulfed the boys in her golden metaphysical energy field. It was when their fingers laced together, that Mother Zoia realized why these children were the actual targets the society intended to abduct. "Earth-6's destruction is moving faster, because of Michael Pierce. They must know he's created a device compatible with their own mechanisms. As children encoded with the multiverse's DNA, the Pierce children can traverse any known universe when in close proximity to one another." Mother Zoia was bewildered by the red construct depicted by Maya. Her every attempt to delay the demise of life only accelerated her unknown opponent's plan. She winced at the thought of Michael having to relive the same pain that tore his home apart. She pondered how Lionel might react if knew the danger his brother was in. Feeling this way went against her protocols as the all-seer of science. She was meant to test the limits of humanoid life, but how else was a mother supposed to react when her children were an endangered species? "I separated the two some time ago in fear of attracting the society's attention, but it seems Michael has found a way to jump realities without his brother. If that technology is absconded by the wrong hands...well none of the multiverses Earth's will be safe from...them." |
| Earth Six -- American Union - New York City |
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"How many times must we attend these luncheons, Stella?" He's draped on his couch in nothing but knee-length socks with garter belts attached, boxers, and an unbuttoned yellow corduroy shirt to match. He wasn't expecting much of an answer from his fiance. She was too busy rummaging through their closet to pay his complaints any real mind. "I mean, think about it. Are they our friends? Are they our family? They're nothing of the sort." Mike continued, twirling his finger through his auburn brown curls with one hand while he shook his glass of scotch with the other. He dreaded the afternoon's festivities because he wasn't the social type. What worth was talking when he could read their minds before the words escaped their mouths? "They're just a bunch of suit and ties from god knows where. Probably wouldn't know which borough they were in if they dropped out of the sky!" Mike didn't like wasting his time with postured civility either. He detested the idea of dressing up and pretending to be someone he wasn't. His stomach churned at the thought of breaking bread with the kind of people who'd otherwise pass him on the street. "Don't start your whining, Michael Pierce. I have worked too hard to get my daddy's friends to listen to your pitch. You won't screw this up for us!" From the other end of the apartment, Stella belted out her concerns with the same no-nonsense attitude that turned their friendship into a romantic engagement. Shortly thereafter, Stella ushered herself into the living room wearing a black satin gown with an inviting low-back cut-out that exposed the tattoo of her lover's name surrounded by a heart. "You're too smart to be doubting yourself, Mikey. You've got an idea that's going to change the way we travel the world. You'll finally get a chance to see your brother." Stella approached him from behind. Whilst kneading her hands into his shoulders, she applied just enough pressure to alleviate the tension he was harboring. From her view she could see him purse his lips, asking for a kiss, but she would deny the request. "Don't you want that?" she playfully smacked the top of his head. "You're an engineer, Mikey. I know you aren't a public speaker, but you've got to tell people what you can do. Now, I can't do that for you. Do you hear me? This is your vision. Your opportunity. So, don't run away from it." Stella reached down and kissed his forehead, his nose, and finally his lips. As she lifted her head up, she walked around the couch as Mike sat upright and placed his drink on the countertop. "I won't let you down, babe. I promise. I've got this." He was visibly nervous about sharing his ideas and while he understood the brevity of human life meant ceasing every chance afforded, Mike's time on this Earth reminded him how dangerous corporate interests could become. |
| All-Seer Realm -- Somewhere in the Multiverse |
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 "Why do her sons fail me? Have I not granted them the strength to live on?" Zoia, Mother Science of the All-Seer Realm watched from her citadel as a plethora of holographic screens projected the happenings of countless worlds around her. Each champion lived on an Earth of her choosing. Each played a part in her grand experiment to test the multiverse's resiliency against the evils beyond humanity's hubris. "When the Prime Earth fell apart...I welcomed her sons as my own. Taught them the truth. Gave them refuge. I showed them Y..." Michael and Lionel Pierce were troublesome boys, but their abilities to travel across Earths without disturbing the universal frequency were marvelous feats. They had no counterparts. Singular in existence. They could absorb every bit of history from the Earth's they settled on in relation to the Earth's they previously visited. It allowed Mother Science to test her theories. To compare events and determine what actions could take place that might change the beginning of the end. "The Third and final society is here and the Observer will not intervene. I have asked the Court to hear my pleas, but they're at odds with themselves." As an elder god tasked with invoking the technological advancement of mankind, the possibility of machines integrating with humanity seemed like a proper evolutionary step at first. The prospect of that evolution ridding humanity of its soul, however, was a risk she couldn't allow. What use was science if it stripped human life of the bewilderment that came with discovery and the community that came with healing? "I cannot stand for this anymore. Awaken my Thunderbolt. Awaken before it's too late." |
| Earth 6 -- American Union -- East Harlem |
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"I feel so awkward. Wearing this, I mean." Adorned in black pants and a buttoned-down corduroy shirt with a tie that had l, Mike walked along the sidewalk with his fiance's arm tucked under his forearm while their fingers laced together. "The MACHINES ARE COMING!" His head spun around as he pulled Stella closer to his chest. Mike's reaction was instinctive as he raised his fists and scanned the block for the source of the panicked scream. "What the hell was that?" Mike already felt on edge this morning. He started drinking to dampen his abilities from picking up the thoughts, concerns, and fears of those in his neighboring apartments. He was doing well, blocking people out, up until this very moment. Mike could sense something was off about this woman and strangely felt compelled to talk to her. His fiance, on the other hand, felt otherwise. She pressed her thumb into his triceps, compelling him to ignore his instincts. "It's too early for this nonsense. Let's go." He blurted it out quite plainly as he walked inside the cafe. From there he was greeted by three potential investors representing the Zeraz Corporation, Stark Industries and Dominus International. "Good Morning, Mr. Pierce. My name is Brian Newcastle. I'm glad you could come on such short notice." The most standout of the group was a young man wearing a loosened tie and cuff links that illuminated an emerald hue. He welcomed the engaged couple to sit beside him at their booth, centering himself between the hopefuls and his competition. Unlike his contemporaries, Brian carried himself with a self-assured swagger. Almost as if he knew what would happen next. |
Sometimes I think back to that time on Mount Olympus before the great immigration. I spent those days watching my mom circle back and forth, muttering to herself as she planned and plotted for future tomorrows. I can remember hearing my little brother wail to no avail. I can remember the smell of the tears on my face as I was taken away from the only world I knew. I can remember how much I hated her for giving us away. Nowadays all I can think about is...
The All-Seer Realm
"HOW DO I GET OFF THIS WORLD!!?" Mikey doesn't know if it's been days, months, or years since his arrival. Even as he traversed the scenic greenery of the pocket dimension known as the All-Seer Realm, he couldn't count the length of time he'd spent lunging himself over fallen tree spunks and sifting through freaky touchy feely vines dangling from the trees that were still standing despite the energy blasts shot from the barrels of the realm's heavenly warriors. So much was happening and the looming presence of the hovering hunters was only making matters worse.
"SLOW DOWN, BOY! We're not going to kill you!"He wasn't familiar with the voice calling for his attention. There weren't many members of the heavenly warriors he trusted, Dawnbreaker excluded. Maybe it was one of the Olympians that'd be drafted into the legion of fighters tasked with maintaining balance within the realm, but Mikey had neither the patience nor the pride to muse the offers of the All-Seer Realm's military caste. Instead, he continued his marathon through the everlasting forest as he reached into his vest and pulled up an ancient mechanical breathing module inscribed with some sort of ancient language. Zeraz Industries? He couldn't read it quite well, but as he placed it on top of his mouth the device formed around his head like a helmet. He'd need it as he approached a cliff on the far side of the forest. An altitude drop was on the horizon.
"Peace out, space breathers!" For someone on a trek for death, Mikey carried himself with a weird sense of exuberance as he flipped himself backwards and chucked up a deuce before diving down into the great expanse. For the droves of heavenly warriors, they paused in confusion as they watched the Olympian refugee commit suicide. It was a bizarre sight to witness, because the All-Seer Realm ended just before the great expanse and no one besides the mothers of the realm could leave with such carelessness.
Everyone knew Mikey was unhappy. Mother Nature and Mother Faith tried earnestly to keep his heart in harmony, but no amount of aromatherapy or prayer could keep him shackled from individual thought. Not even the heavenly warriors could stop him from his own will, but little did they know...that Mikey had been blessed by a mother. Mother Science.
The Great Expanse
"Do you know how much effort it takes in concealing my stations?"
In between the barrier that hid the All-Seer Realm and the rest of the universe was the Great Expanse. In this solitude, Mother Science operated on a series of excavated moons with the sole intention of creating, altering and observing her chosen heroes throughout the cosmos. Unlike her two sisters, Mother Science studied the severity of danger their multiverse was in. She couldn't nurture their planets or their faith in their gods so she acted against the great evil infecting worlds upon worlds.
For Mother Science it'd only been hours since Queen Clarice of Mount Olympus was pulled from the prime universe and tasked with finding the essence of evil lingering unchecked. Since then Mother Science had procured information for Clarice's across multiple worlds. Each of them weaved within the tapestry of reality itself with the purpose of watching them redistribute matter. Each time they made themselves a queen, a president or empress; the Clarice's of infinite worlds opened pockets that weakened the multiverse. Which in turn tested Mother Science's universal frequency hypothesis in regard to the potential emergence of the great evil.
"I'm sorry, goldilocks. I had universal gods sicking their instruments of death on me!" Mikey had spent what felt like decades learning about the All-Seer Realm. It was at the age of seven that he met Mother Science and was offered the chance to fight like his mother. And now here he was at the age of 27 or 127, Mother Science could not calculate as her eyes darted to a screen pinpointing the CVnU.
"Enough, child. You've arrived in time to eat the fruit of your mother's labor."
Mikey pulled the module out of his mouth and like a waterfall he vomited an obscene amount of green waste onto the floor. He was exasperated from the jump into the Great Expanse, but he couldn't fathom the screens depicting his mother falling from some tower after a telepathic confrontation with what seemed to be an apostle for the alleged great evil (@ada_guillaume). Mikey couldn't believe what he was seeing. His mother, the Queen of Olympus, losing herself to whatever she'd seen inside her mind. What did she see?
"She has seen the 'Y' behind it all. Aren't you proud to see how a little push eventually leads to a push back? We have a found the universe for which the great evil intends to flourish. And now, my precious Thunderbolt. YOU MUST STRIKE DOWN ITS SEED BEFORE IT BLOSSOMS."
Mikey trembled as he bowed his head before Mother Science. It hurt to see Clarice again and to remember how much he hated her for leaving him behind, but what made the pain feel worst was that nowadays, all he could think about was how much he hated himself for still loving his mom.
"Just...just tell me what you need me to do."
@rosso@phantomshell@hawkshade : It gets better ;)
It exists beyond the childish games of who owns what. It works behind the curtain of the when and why. The All-Seer Realm is the how of it all. A source of the energy that keeps the multiverse breathing. When the prime faded. The All-Seers made something new. When that didn't work out, the All-Seers tried giving it to you. Not all plans are thought through, but each world has its reason.
The end of the beginning. The beginning of the end. Three All-Seers tend to the lands of faith, science, and nature. Whether it's conferring with the gods, the designs of man or the earth itself. Each of the All-Seers works to ensure the strength of the universal frequency, an algorithm that has kept the multiverse intact since the very first motion.
Composed of hills connected like a puzzle, decorated with evergreen forests that sing songs that haven't been written, the realm isn't strict in its structure. It's a puzzle that cannot be solved. Pieces that come and go. The lands often change with a whim and mold themselves to the imagination of whoever steps afoot. A landscape that will be revered, but never remembered.
Mother Faith, Mother Nature, Mother Science live here. They are extensions of the one above all and each of them is tasked with tending to parallel worlds and their many times. Each given a chance to defeat the destroyer when it arrives. They have witnessed empire claims. They have studied squabbles of race and mutation. All of which tends to a lend a clue to the who's doing what when and where.
For eons upon eons, they have tried their best to stop the disruption of the universal frequency, but sometimes the All-Seers cannot see all. This time around there is a being beyond their grasp. Someone they can neither see nor feel that threatens the very fabric of what is and what will be, but why?
The three mothers have their ways of finding the why behind it all. Mother Nature creates new Earth's. Each time she finishes making a home for her children, Mother Nature hopes they will learn from the mistakes of the ones that came before. Mother Faith, however, welcomes the children of the multiverse to the All-Seer realm.
She has established an entire city that is lead and fostered by her most faithful believer. He is known as Mother's Faith thunderbolt. Her power surges through his being as a protector of the realm and defender of those who believe in good.
Thunderbolt hails from the alleged prime universe. The son of a wandering goddess, who abandoned her kingdom in favor of revenge. Rather than follow his mother's blind rage, Thunderbolt pledged his loyalty to the mothers and brought his people into the realm.
In return, he was given protection in the form of the heavenly reapers. An elite team of fallen heroes given life once more for their unquestioning faith. As his champions of peace, the heavenly reapers appear in the last moment's of the universe's greatest warriors lives, offering them after-life in the All-Seer realm and the opportunity to fight for a greater cause. An opportunity to find the multiverse's greatest evil and vanquish it once and for all.
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