Thanks gang for all the compliments!
Part Two is considered as such only for story purposes, and shouldn't factor into judging.
Part 2:
Arch-Fiend: Ahhh! No! Please! You wouldn’t hit a minidoll, would you? I wouldn’t hurt anyone!
Bookwyrm: Don’t give me that line, I can almost smell the Ruinous Peace emanating from you. It’s tainting the very air around you. Beg for your existence all you want, filth, you’ll get the same response you gave to those innocent NPCs from me. What are your vile ilk doing on my planet, and are there any more of your verminous underlings here?
Arch-Fiend: Please! I don’t know anything! I’m just middle management! We just sensed untouched territory through a rift and followed the trail here! We didn’t know this area was protected by a Quantum Surfer!
Bookwyrm: Hmmh, more rifts are bypassing the Plot and allowing access to this world. This isn’t good. You. Scum. What are you called?
Arch-Fiend: Uhhh, Staesciee?
Bookwyrm: Well then, Staesciee, you tell your boss Pacifass and whoever is in charge of those damn blokbots to stay the hell off Axeleron, or Author help me, I will personally hunt down every last one of his miserable lackeys, including yourself, and teleport them directly into Brikthulhu’s labyrinthine, non-euclidian colon. Is that abundantly clear?
Arch-Fiend: Ah, yes, well I…
Bookwyrm: Don’t bother answering that question. Greater Banish Monster.
*YEET*
Bookwyrm: Paxophages. Disgusting creatures.
???: Couldn’t agree more lad, glad to see you took care of this little problem!
Bookwyrm: Do my eyes deceive me? Is that you, Vasith Vindelvuur you old fart?
Vindelvuur: Indeed! It is good to stand before you once again, young master Jareth.
Bookwyrm: Actually, since the Sundering, I’ve been going by just Bookwyrm now. You know, Author stuff.
Vindelvuur: Been going by? In what circles? Did you often have the need to be addressed formally by the aberrations you shared the Plot Hole with?
Bookwyrm: Point taken. But enough about all that rot, what are you doing here? I scanned the planet with the very clairvoyance spells you yourself taught me countless times during my imprisonment, and I never picked up any Hammerheart technology on the planet, so you can’t have been on Axeleron this whole time.
Vindelvuur: Much has happened in the Brikverse since you vanished beyond Axeleron, and the Majistik Order recalled my contingent back to my homeworld following our time together. They had need of my future sight to prepare for events that are now beginning to come to pass.
Bookwyrm: Let me guess, Ragnablok?
Vindelvuur: Ragnablok indeed.
Bookwyrm: It seems like everything is related to Ragnablok these days.
Vindelvuur: It is the end of literally all of our existence, so yes, everything is related to Ragnablok these days. The fabric of the Brikverse is so strained and damaged now that even seemingly innocuous things can smash holes in it with almost no effort, and pulling a Quantum Surfer out of a metatextual prison beyond the borders of the Outer Dark is significantly less innocuous, hence the sudden appearance of those Heralds on Axeleron.
Bookwyrm: Okay, so it was you that pulled me out of the Plot Hole, not those arch-fiends. I was wondering about that. Also, why did you call them Heralds, is that what we’re referring to the bastards as now?
Vindelvuur: Heralds, as in Heralds of Ragnablok. We’ve seen a drastic spike in the activity of certain groups of the Brikverse’s denizens since the tremors of Ragnablok began some months past, especially amongst those that follow the banners of the Four Horsemen of the Brickpockalypse. Creatures of Peace, like those that you just slew, dungans, anorak rules lawyers, entire legions of blokbots, and more. They’ve begun to coalesce.
Bookwyrm: Coalesce? Wait, you mean they’re ORGANIZING?? What the fuck?
Vindelvuur: Indeed, and that is not the worst of things. Entire planets have been wiped off the star-maps in the past months with no knowledge of what happened, and many more are under attack by a great green tide of destruction.
Bookwyrm: Uhhhh… Green?
Vindelvuur: Ye gods boy, you ask so many questions. I will explain more on the way if you wish, but time is of the essence at this point and we must get moving.
Bookwyrm: Whoa whoa whoa, wait half a second. First of all, I’ve literally been stuck outside of existence for the past century and a half, you’ll have to forgive me if I’m a little out of the loop on this whole End of All Reality thing. I’m powerful, not omniscient. Second, I can’t leave right now! You saw how easy it was to free me from the Plot Hole, now Metavoth is trying to break free too and eat the planet, and the only guy besides me that knows how to deal with it is like 17 years old and just got stabbed in the kidney on his first real adventure. I appreciate that you freed me, but I need to take advantage of that to deal with this situation before going anywhere!
Vindelvuur: Oh nonsense, Axeleron will be fine without you micromanaging it to death for a few months. This is a real and present danger that is going to cause an exponential growth of problems if it reaches here, and you are key in making sure that doesn’t happen, but to do that, you will need to trust me. After all, I am a Majistik of Divination, I see the path to victory you must walk, and that path is leading you away from here for the time being.
Bookwyrm: *Sigh.* I suppose you’ve already looked into those magic looking-glasses of yours and saw the answer I was going to give, yes?
Vindelvuur: Indeed! And we must depart at once, we are running out of time before the crossover window closes.
Bookwyrm: I’d forgotten about how much you like to use the word “Indeed…”
Vindelvuur: Indeed I do!
Bookwyrm: *Louder sigh.* Well, I guess this was to be expected. Now that I have nigh absolute power here on Axeleron, it only makes sense the universe would force me to go galavanting off away from it as soon as I get back home. Alright, lead the way then. I’ll open up a Dimensional Gate, where are we headed?
Vindelvuur: To meet with another of your kind. It’s high time you finally paid a visit to Medivo!
End
