Ah, all this mess, and it's left for me to clean up," muttered Erik, draped in a black cloak that lent him the air of an advanced ninja though it looked like an advance space suit and he was in his thirties.
His face tense with worry, he trudged through the unfamiliar fog and dust, the wind whipping around him."This isn't Tranamite; those creatures are something else entirely," Erik continued, his voice muffled by the howling storm.
"That old hag didn't tell me about their own time coordinators or time beasts, if that's what I'll call them for now. This is planet Obskuria," he mused, pulling his cloak tighter around him. "This is where the war is going to take place, or should I say, where it took place. Now all I need to do is correct the time strand left on this planet, and I'll be heading back home, of course. Well, too bad I can't interfere in the past, but according to the old man, everything happens for a reason," he sighed. "Now, where is that thing?"Erik opened his hand, revealing a circle-like tattoo marking that began to glow blue as he walked, his gaze fixed on the ground. "After all of this, after all that has fallen, we now live our lives maintaining the very element called time," he murmured.
"I have spent a lot of time; Hina would be pissed."As he searched, the planet's storm raged on, its multiple moons casting an eerie glow that made it seem like daytime despite the late hour. Organic rocks that glowed like light bulbs littered the landscape."The planet not only absorbs cosmic energy, but it somehow has a connection with time and reality itself," Erik observed, frowning.
"Something isn't right here. I can hear them... Wait, this can't be right, can it?"Strange noises echoed in Erik's ears, faint but unmistakable. "It's like reality is colliding all at once in this place," he muttered. "It must have been Dorothy; she tried bending reality or cutting through reality. But that can't be the reason... She would only be able to cut through reality if there were multiple realities in place.The old man didn't want me to find the time strands," Erik realized, his eyes widening. "He knew I would notice the irregularities and I would have to use my contrast reality. Oh, now I see. He actually said two constructed realities can't exist in the same plain. If there are actually multiple realities within the same area that means... Well, there is only one way to find out.
"So, you've figured it out, haven't you?" spoke an old man who suddenly appeared with a wind-like teleportation. Clad in a black hooded robe that obscured his face, strange blue glowing markings adorned his attire. Only his piercing blue eyes were visible from beneath the depths of his hood."You know, you could actually scare a human to death like that," Erik remarked dryly, his gaze meeting the glowing eyes of the figure before him. "If you asked me, your entrances need work. And before you start speaking in riddles, I was just about to open a construct reality. Like you said, I've figured it out.
So, can I continue now, or did you come to warn me?"The figure, towering at nine feet tall, regarded Erik with a knowing gaze. "You are always faster than your instincts," he remarked cryptically. "Your ability to dictate spectrum realities and manage time was the very reason I chose you.
But still, this particular planet holds more than just its existence alone. It's something even the time keepers can't figure out. Well then, be careful. You don't know how many colliding realities are present. Choose one before it compresses you." The time keeper warned
"Thanks for the pep talk, Major Time Keeper," Erik retorted sarcastically. "I'll need full concentration. If you don't mind, you'll have to disappear again so you don't get caught up in my construct reality. " Erik said "Also, do remember," the Time Keeper cautioned as he watched Erik prepare himself, "any other reality you see over there is true regarding this plain. And anything there will be ready to kill you."
"Nice words of encouragement," Erik muttered under his breath. "You're not helping at all, old hag. Clearly not helping at all."Taking a stance, Erik bent down slightly, stretching his hands forward and joining them together with his palms facing outward as he prepared to execute his construct technique."Construct reality, Celestial Labyrinth," he declared, and a separate reality tore open starting from his hands. Soon, Erik found himself surrounded by the vast expanse of space, with corridors and chambers extending in all directions, asteroids and planets visible among the endless stars of the cosmos.
Well, this is where it begins to happen. The realities are stronger than I thought," Erik remarked, his own construct reality beginning to tear as other realities collided into his own.
Seven openings appeared where the tears started from, and Erik knew that his own reality would begin to fall apart if it wasn't strong enough."Any other reality I see out here is true regarding to this plane," Erik reminded himself. "So that means there are actual realities here, all enveloped within construct realities.
Then, if that is so, who created all this and for what reason?"
As the realities closed in around him, Erik remained steadfast, observing what was coming to have a clear view. "Construct realities are a time factor, but the real ones capture," he muttered to himself.
With a swift motion, he conjured seven black rods from thin air and threw them into the seven realities colliding with his own. They formed into huge glowing spheres surrounded by gaseous-like substance. Six of the rods returned almost immediately, leaving only the last one, the one that didn't return, as the safest option. Without hesitation, Erik jumped into it.
After a while, Erik found himself somewhere else, but not just anywhere. It was just like planet Obskuria before he opened his construct reality, but things didn't seem right for sure. "Okay, now this is very creepy, or practically impossible," Erik muttered, taking in his surroundings. "This is just like the place I was, but not the same place. There are other realities over there, but only seven were dominant.
This would be an alternate reality, but still, the stars are correct and very well in place. In mirror realities and alternate ones in terms of stellar clusters, they would be opposite to the original, but everything still very much looks in place."Erik walked to the exact place where he was with the Time Keeper and looked around, sensing his presence. "This can't be right.
That old hag, he is here, but he isn't. This isn't an actual reality; this is a merge in reality, and a very powerful one. Someone is behind this. But who?" Erik pondered in confusion, his mind racing with possibilities.Suddenly, his Izigan markings on his hands began to glow white, an unusual occurrence since he wasn't using any of his cosmic energy. "Now that's strange. This can't be true.
What the hell is going on here? There isn't another Izigan here with me, right? Because that is not possible," Erik said, his voice tinged with uncertainty.Just up ahead, Erik saw someone whose identity couldn't be discerned due to the mild fog enveloping them.
As the person approached, Erik's curiosity grew, and he took a few steps forward to meet them.
"Stella? Is that you? How did you get here? Wait, you're supposed to be dead, right? Dave, Lang, and Dorothy killed you. There's no way you would be alive," Erik exclaimed, his mind reeling with confusion. Though he couldn't see her clearly, he sensed her familiar cosmic aura unmistakably.
"Who are you? And how do you know my name?" the figure questioned, stepping closer. "You're an Izanigamie, but you're being mutated. No it's Eratesa using this body as a vessel. You weren't clever enough to hide in here. You finally remember your birthplace, don't you now, Eratesa?"
"Wait, how do you know Eratesa is using my body as a vessel? What are you even talking about? Birthplace? What does that even mean? Izanigamie? Those are the originals. What is going on?" Erik demanded, bewildered. As Stella came into clearer view, Erik's shock only intensified. It was indeed Stella, but in a different form.
Her skin was pale, adorned with blue lines and drawings, and she wore an advanced silver tech metal armor suit unlike anything Erik had seen before. She was Stella, but this version of her was markedly different.Before Erik could react, Stella swiftly moved forward, smashing him to the ground with a single, powerful blow. Erik grunted as he hit the ground, momentarily immobilized by the impact."This can't be right. Who will be out there now to explain the mystery behind all of this? Things are just being left unexplained. Hina, where are you now? I just hope you are okay," Erik thought, his mind racing with unanswered questions and growing concern for his companions.