[Truly, memshares are wild things that don't follow any rules, and as they pass-]
[They get launched into a memory.]
[A group of people, gods, and other beings are standing in a grand, futuristic hallway.
And there stands, at the end of it, a mighty figure, who looks down on everyone else and speaks, with a booming voice.
"Mythological restoration--- Not only for my Olympus, it must expand to the entire world, and the power of the Lostbelt must increase. ...All of the land which has become as blank. If humans cannot save it, then the gods will. On behalf of all the gods who have left this planet in panhuman history, I will rely on my omnipotence to save this world. This planet which we derive from, and the intelligence of mankind. It is too early to lose it all."
A profound, heavy statement. And yet, a laugh comes from below. Ashiya Douman, grinning with sharp teeth, laughs in excitement.
"The place where the "Alien God" descends must be here. Yes, yes, there's no doubt. Let's all work together to make sure the "Alien God" can descend."
One of the other gods, Aphrodite, stares him down with vivid annoyance.
"...The "Alien God", huh? Always going on about the "Alien God"! Why can we not hear praise of our great lord Zeus? Is it not Zeus who will save this planet? There is no place for the "Alien God" here. Spare us the praise of your foreign god."
"There, there. When you become upset, your beauty is clouded, Aphrodite... Do not pay any heed to the rantings of that monk. After all, they were the reason India fell, and they could easily turn Olympus into ruin."
But at that, Douman laughs again, which sends Aphrodite over the edge - she moves, instantly, to strike him down. The others move to stop her, calming her down by murmuring that they were ordered cooperation and symbiosis for the time being. Another priest moves in to tell Douman to back off. A joke is only funny for so long, after all.
Douman grins, eyes wide, mischievous.
"Oh, my apologies, my deepest apologies. To show my sincerity-!"
And suddenly, Douman cuts off their own head, blood spurting everywhere. Several of the rest gasp in horror, but as they watch, Douman merely replaces it, letting it heal, and bows.
What a show.]
[Douman winces like they've been slapped. Not that that was a bad memory for them, necessarily, but being launched into one like this...they'll never get used to it.]
[ there's. a lot of weird shit going on in here. there are lots of names he doesn't know, lots of gods, apparently? and douman being some sort of different believer. there are a lot of odd things but more importantly - ]
How did you do that.
[ he sounds like. more fascinated than anything else. bothered by the decapitation? nah. bothered by the blood? the weird lore? nah. ]
No - no, I know how to decapitate someone, that's not what I meant. [ closes eyes, ] Just - have it reattach like that. It's some sort of magic, isn't it?
he pauses. and then, by way of explanation - ] Sorry. There's not any magic in my world - that's the first time I've ever seen something like that. [ oh god is he turning into shen yi? getting excited over things like a NERD? ]
[look, sometimes you undergo a lot of memories and this is the first time someone has reacted with WOW!! COOL MAGIC!!!!]
Mmmmm. It is akin to a familiar. I create them as servants, and can make them in the shape of people, if I wish, with the power of my onmyoudo. I can then inhabit them with my will and use them as extra bodies, too...that way, if one dies, then I simply move onto the next body.
[Pseudo-immortality! Gotta love it!]
Really? No magic at all? What an unfortunate world...
[ a judgement free zone, apparently! that or he just doesn't care about the actual event itself, which is actually more likely. gore and weirdness isn't that far off.
gu yun listens though, nodding along. ] Interesting. Is that a common thing...? I've never heard of an 'onmyoudo', either.
[ sounds useful, though. a beat, and then, with a wehehehe gremlin laugh: ] That's quite the party trick, though! It is true, we've got no magic at all. Our 'dragons' are made of iron and steel, so to speak. It seems I'm something of a minority, when it comes to this place - if someone had told me magic existed a month ago, I would have laughed myself off of a cliff. To see it in action's quite interesting!
Ah, it's "onmyouji". I practice the art of onmyoudo. Its a practice that incorporates yin and yang, cosmology, exorcism, and the master of the five elements to tell fortunes, get rid of evil spirits, and the like.
[A complicated practice, for sure!]
Mmmm, well, in the modern era, it seems magic has become isolated within families who choose to pass it off as the stuff of fairytales to fool the rest of the population that their lives are boring and dull! Ah, there could be magic in your world...it may just not be available to you.
[ that last bit makes him laugh, actually!! a bright, amused thing, delighted at the idea. ]
Maybe you're right! It does sound a bit like the cultivation books, when you put it that way, Douman. [ the way like literally any other danmei i play would be all over that. alas. ] I'm not sure if it's for me, though - can't say I'm much of a friend of the cosmos, at any rate.
I suppose there are rumors that the Heavenly Tribes of the North practice some sort of mystic arts, but I don't know much of it - or how much of it is truth. I can't say I have much contact with them that's friendly enough to ask.
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cw: decapitation
[They get launched into a memory.]
[A group of people, gods, and other beings are standing in a grand, futuristic hallway.
And there stands, at the end of it, a mighty figure, who looks down on everyone else and speaks, with a booming voice.
"Mythological restoration---
Not only for my Olympus, it must expand to the entire world, and the power of the Lostbelt must increase.
...All of the land which has become as blank. If humans cannot save it, then the gods will. On behalf of all the gods who have left this planet in panhuman history, I will rely on my omnipotence to save this world. This planet which we derive from, and the intelligence of mankind. It is too early to lose it all."
A profound, heavy statement. And yet, a laugh comes from below. Ashiya Douman, grinning with sharp teeth, laughs in excitement.
"The place where the "Alien God" descends must be here. Yes, yes, there's no doubt. Let's all work together to make sure the "Alien God" can descend."
One of the other gods, Aphrodite, stares him down with vivid annoyance.
"...The "Alien God", huh? Always going on about the "Alien God"! Why can we not hear praise of our great lord Zeus? Is it not Zeus who will save this planet? There is no place for the "Alien God" here. Spare us the praise of your foreign god."
The other goddess attending speaks up.
"There, there. When you become upset, your beauty is clouded, Aphrodite... Do not pay any heed to the rantings of that monk. After all, they were the reason India fell, and they could easily turn Olympus into ruin."
But at that, Douman laughs again, which sends Aphrodite over the edge - she moves, instantly, to strike him down. The others move to stop her, calming her down by murmuring that they were ordered cooperation and symbiosis for the time being. Another priest moves in to tell Douman to back off. A joke is only funny for so long, after all.
Douman grins, eyes wide, mischievous.
"Oh, my apologies, my deepest apologies. To show my sincerity-!"
And suddenly, Douman cuts off their own head, blood spurting everywhere. Several of the rest gasp in horror, but as they watch, Douman merely replaces it, letting it heal, and bows.
What a show.]
[Douman winces like they've been slapped. Not that that was a bad memory for them, necessarily, but being launched into one like this...they'll never get used to it.]
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How did you do that.
[ he sounds like. more fascinated than anything else. bothered by the decapitation? nah. bothered by the blood? the weird lore? nah. ]
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[They...look at Gu Yun, confused.]
Do what, exactly? Decapitate myself?
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[ WHY DOES EVERYONE HAVE MAGIC???? ]
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[THIS IS SUCH A CONFUSING QUESTION TO FOLLOW UP ON THAT DOUMAN JUST STARES FOR A GOOD LONG WHILE]
...Well, yes. It is. That body was a shikigami.
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Mmn. What's a shikigami, then?
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wait.
he pauses. and then, by way of explanation - ] Sorry. There's not any magic in my world - that's the first time I've ever seen something like that. [ oh god is he turning into shen yi? getting excited over things like a NERD? ]
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Mmmmm. It is akin to a familiar. I create them as servants, and can make them in the shape of people, if I wish, with the power of my onmyoudo. I can then inhabit them with my will and use them as extra bodies, too...that way, if one dies, then I simply move onto the next body.
[Pseudo-immortality! Gotta love it!]
Really? No magic at all? What an unfortunate world...
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gu yun listens though, nodding along. ] Interesting. Is that a common thing...? I've never heard of an 'onmyoudo', either.
[ sounds useful, though. a beat, and then, with a wehehehe gremlin laugh: ] That's quite the party trick, though! It is true, we've got no magic at all. Our 'dragons' are made of iron and steel, so to speak. It seems I'm something of a minority, when it comes to this place - if someone had told me magic existed a month ago, I would have laughed myself off of a cliff. To see it in action's quite interesting!
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[A complicated practice, for sure!]
Mmmm, well, in the modern era, it seems magic has become isolated within families who choose to pass it off as the stuff of fairytales to fool the rest of the population that their lives are boring and dull! Ah, there could be magic in your world...it may just not be available to you.
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Maybe you're right! It does sound a bit like the cultivation books, when you put it that way, Douman. [ the way like literally any other danmei i play would be all over that. alas. ] I'm not sure if it's for me, though - can't say I'm much of a friend of the cosmos, at any rate.
I suppose there are rumors that the Heavenly Tribes of the North practice some sort of mystic arts, but I don't know much of it - or how much of it is truth. I can't say I have much contact with them that's friendly enough to ask.
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[And a light shrug.]
Still, its something new to experience! If I had it here, I would gladly give you a good show. I'd love to see your jaw drop.