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...we came in?
[There's no doubt that those who wake up will vaguely remember a dream.
In that dream, at least for most people, there are two figures, informing them each that they had a Title. With that title came a power. More than that, they were being given rooms, as if they were meant to stay in the dark and gloomy place where their dreams placed them. The Strangers might have found this to be a ridiculous proposition. Unless they have been through this before, then were probably not surprised in the least.
All of this, of course, ended with a sense of inexplicable dread for everyone. Especially when they woke up to find themselves in long, thin, cramped rooms, with only candlelight to give them any illumination.
Yes. Unfortunately, that dream had not been a dream at all, much as you might have hoped. You are here, now, inside an old, decrepit house where you have been given what appears to be a permanent residency. While you apparently have a power to aid you, it's no comfort. You have no option to leave, you have no way to escape, and the rules hammered to your door doesn't help the creeping sense of doom pooling in your stomach.
...
Now.
Where are those two figures that had greeted you to begin with?]
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[He doesn't catch her muttered words, and he trails off in his own rambling as his worries grow. Time. Sleeping. How much time did they lose? And with the battle... It wasn't going well.]
It....might be too late... If we ran out of time, then Etria is--
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[She takes a deep breath, trying to steel herself. Someone needs to hold themselves together right now. If she failed them, then the least she can do here is...]
We might not even be in our own world right now, if I'm understanding things correctly. If we're dealing with different worlds, time streams are something else entirely... we can't even be sure time is even passing without us.
Once we find a way out, [because even if it seems hopeless right now, what are they supposed to do, lay down and die?] we can worry about what's become of where we came from once we have all the facts. For now... we just need to focus.
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You really think time might've stopped? [He's desperate. Just this one ray of hope....please. Please. Because if this isn't true, if time did pass, if they ran out - then Arthur won't have anywhere to return to.]
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[UNDERSTATEMENT OF THE CENTURY.]
It's... it's just a theory, but I wouldn't rule anything out at this point.
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If- If there's still time, then I need to get back as soon as possible. We can't lose that fight.
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And I suppose if I told you where I'm from – The Erebonian Empire of Zemuria – that would mean nothing to you, too?
I understand what you mean. I need to get back to my friends, as well. But panicking now won't get us any closer.
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[This other worlds thing is pretty hard to wrap his head around, considering he doesn't even know all of his own.]
Right...
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[She shakes her head a little.]
That confirms it for me, at least. Zemuria is an entire continent, and the Empire a large and powerful force within it. If your Library doesn't even know of us and I know nothing of your Library, then I can only conclude that our worlds are mutually exclusive.
[But she realizes she's knocking him down a peg, so her voice gets much gentler as she continues.]
That doesn't mean you should stop fighting. We just need to slow down, get a lay of the land, and formulate a plan.
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If not then either you're right, or you're from at least a thousand years ago.
[Which doesn't explain how either of them got here, but one step at a time. Understanding if it's time or space shenanigans in play could only help.]
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If it helps you pinpoint either, where I came from, it was year 1204 in the Septian calendar.
Makes up random year and calendar because atlus didn't give us worldbuilding
But a lot of stuff got wiped out a thousand years ago. There's a lot we don't know. Even at the Library.
unfortunately my canon gave me ALL OF IT, but not like, canon heights or birthdays
So either history repeats very strangely, or...
EO gives super little anything, we're lucky to get ages for the non-Arthur characters
That's why the Midgard Library sends out investigators like me. We're trying to collect and preserve all kinds of knowledge.
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But you're an investigator? That sounds fascinating. I can't say I do quite the same thing, but my family does... shall we say, keep up the old traditions. It's my duty to do so as well.
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[So it couldn't be the same thing. Or at least not solved in the same way. Hmmm.]
Yeah. The Library makes a point of taking in and raising any orphans who reach its doors, so most of us stick around and study or discover stuff.
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[She sounds genuinely interested, at least...]
Ah... I see. I was taken in by my grandmother, so even if it wasn't the way of our clan, I would have felt indebted to her in the same way.