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[Upon first awakening, Xul immediately drew his Scythe and Dagger, slowly making his way toward the opening of The Bay. He surveyed the surrounding area as if expecting to be attacked before returning to the pod he found himself in and investigated the items he had found next to him. The phone was of most interest to him. He turned it over in his hands a few times as he returned to the entrance before casually tossing the device to the ground. He hovered his hand over the device for a moment, cricking his fingers and pulling up as if pulling the strings of a marionette puppet. Immediately, the phone began to grow in size, jagged metal protrusions jutting out of the device until it took a vaguely humanoid shape, with the touch pad used to operate the device taking up the golem's chest. After a moment of thought he commanded the golem to show what it was capable of, prompting it to tap its chest a few times, activating a video feed.]

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Fascinating... There is no magical aura from the device, meaning it's purely mechanical in nature, somehow. This is eons ahead of anything Sanctuary has. I suppose the spirit was right in saying I'm in a new place.

[He squints a bit as he turns away from the camera toward the city before him.]

But this place... it sits on the razor's edge while the Great Cycle has been ground to a halt. It's as if a sickness has taken hold of this entire realm. Rathma, Trag'Oul, give me the wisdom and strength to move the Great Cycle once more.

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[Well that sure did sound ominous.]

Greetings! I take it you're new to Genessia. What's this Great Cycle you're concerned with?

[Hopefully getting it moving wasn't anything dangerous or something he'd have to deal with.]

The Great Cycle of Being is a concept my order has been taught to respect and uphold. The cycle of life and death. All things have a beginning and end, and those who wish to prolong their lives through unnatural means do so at the cost of the future generations, which is where the Priests of Rathma come in.

We preserve the balance of life and death, that all may live their allotted time, while safeguarding the balance for future generations.

Ah. I see, so it's a very important task. How does stalling this cycle cost future generations? A sort of magical transfer issue?

How do you intend to restart this cycle?

Nothing quite so grand. When people live past their allotted time, they continue consuming resources, robbing those who have not of the chance to be fulfilled.

I am unsure just yet. I would need to do a great deal of research into this place.

It's quite a relief to hear something doesn't have some grand mystical cause behind it. [If it did, it'd probably become his problem eventually.]

Well, I've been doing research of this place, if you need help or find something of interest, I'd like to know. What did you mean? That this place sits on the razor's edge?

It is an... odd feeling. The line between life and death feels blurred, and there are so many competing magical forces circulating yet somehow finding harmony. It feels as though a single push would be all it took to destabilize everything.

Of course that is just my initial reaction. I very well could not be seeing what keeps it all in check.

[Spectra is still spooking around Genessia, not quite finished getting to know this city before moving on to Everglade. As per usual, she does her best to remain hidden from the prying eyes of normies. Yes, even when she spotted this particular person.

She phased through wall-after-wall, dodging people until she poked her head out from a wall behind Xul and only caught the last half of what he said before she retreated back from whence she came.]

[Xul had noticed the spirit as he was talking to the golem but had held off saying anything until he was sure whatever the golem had done ended. When it did, his hand slips to his hip where he slides his dagger out of its sheath.]

I can sense you, spirit. Hiding will do you no good. If you want something, make it known.

[Even if his voice is muffled through solid masses, Spectra knew she was caught. And so soon. She tried hard to avoid being seen, since she was so painfully shy. She wonders what gave her away. She heard something about "sense," but wonders if her metal rings which accent her outfit rattled too much. A ghost has to have the spooky chain-rattling, after all.

Eventually, Spectra did slowly phase out from a wall and into full view. She looked like little more than a high school youth and hardly like anything that could be a threat.

When she does speak, it's whispers and slightly drawn out.]

"You knew I was here...?"

[He cocks an eyebrow as he gets a good look at her. She's definitely nothing like the spirits of Sanctuary... He's just going to flip his dagger in his fingers idly as he tries to determine her intent.]

Those of my order have a very strong connection to death, and as such are far more attuned to undeath.

[Definitely not a normie by any normal sense. Spectra continued to float where she was as she watched him play with his dagger. She can tell it's no ordinary dagger and might actually be able to harm to a ghost like her. She probably should watch her tongue carefully.]

"And what order would that be...?"

I am a Priest of Rathma in my world. Though colloquially, people refer to my order as 'necromancers' and they re not wrong.

The magic we wield is uniquely tied to death.

[Observing from a short distance away was Liam, and he watched with intrigue at the construction of the golem. Turning the device into a creature... such a bizarre idea.]

Your skill is most impressive. I've never seen anyone do such a thing with their devices before.

Metal Golems are not uncommon among my order. Because they take on the properties of the object before animation, it is also a useful way to gather information about devices such as these without opening oneself up to traps.

[As Xul turns his focus Liam, the Golem begins wandering aimlessly around Xul as if searching for possible threats.]

Interesting. Golems are a rarity where I come from. Not many have the means or skill to summon them.

[He certainly does... but he's never had a need to do so with his generals around.]

Such a thing may certainly be of use to you within the city of Everglade. But somehow I feel the creatures there would give you little difficulty.

[He finds himself slightly interested in the mention of this 'order' but he'll keep his own questions to a minimum. For the time being.]

It is a rarity in my world as well. They simply aren't uncommon among my peers. My order is no a large one, and our magic is a closely guarded secret.

Yes, I have seen talk of this 'Everglade' but after the foes I've faced in my own world, I have no desire to seek out more.

Might I inquire what the purpose of your order is? Unless that is as much of a secret as your magical prowess.

[Cipher has come to learn that mages can be the most secretive sorts.]

I cannot blame you. Unfortunately, it is the closest to what I'm accustomed to in my own world, so I guess it's the best place to call home here. But I imagine it is easier for others to adjust to the remaining cities.

We uphold the balance of life and death, light and dark. Most importantly, we intervene when the forces of Heaven or Hell exert too much control over the business of mortals.

I see. I appreciate the information but for now I feel a need to explore and truly get my bearings.

Your order must carry far more power than I could have possibly imagined, to be able to maintain such a balance.

[This man must truly be a powerful one indeed. The order's purpose almost reminds him of his own battle that he waged at home... although, perhaps Cipher took his fight too far. Or so some might think.]

Forgive me, I was imposing these questions without a proper introduction. My name is Liam Randel. The magical nature of others is a bit of a curiosity of mine.

It is nothing quite so grand. The balance is a philosophy we strive toward. We are not some all powerful force that dictates the balance.

[He nods a bit.]

You may call me Xul.

You do not have such technology in your world?

{ This guy couldn't look more like a mage if he tried. Of course, Zeref's world doesn't quite have anything like this either - functionally, it's very similar to a communications lacrima, but those run on magic, not electricity - but this guy made it clear that they had nothing like it in his world. }

"Great Cycle?" { He has a feeling, having heard similar terms before, but he wants to be sure before he starts shooting down what is already giving him very unpleasant vibes from his days back in Mildian. }

No, unfortunately, the people of my world tend to concentrate their research on tools of war or magic. Something of a necessity I'm afraid.

The Great Cycle of Being. It is a tenuous balance between life and death, and my order upholds that balance.

{ Zeref just sighs at his words. Humans never change, do they? Not even humans from other worlds. What he says next, though, confirms what he thought. Now he just needs to be sure a certain deity isn't rearing his ugly head in Genessia. }

I don't suppose the word 'Ankhseram' has any meaning to you, does it?

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I'm afraid it does not.

I see.

{ Well, that's a relief; though Zeref doesn't let it show. }

Then, perhaps you will wish to hear about Everglade?

I have heard others speak of it in warning. However, if this pamphlet is to be believed, I think I would be far more interested in Fayren. My world has had a rather bloody history when it comes to mages, and I would like to see that there is not a Mage War brewing here.

I would hardly call it a war; the Hands of Decay were far more of a threat than that rather short lived 'invasion.' Quite honestly, I'm surprised. Fayren is relatively peaceful in comparison to my world.

You'll pardon my hesitance, but my world still bears the scars of the Great Mage Clan war. Entire countries could fit in the land that was rendered uninhabitable thanks to a war waged centuries ago.

Oh?

{ The Dragon Civil War certainly took its toll on the world, but it definitely wasn't some near-apocalyptic event like Xul is describing. Actually, short of what Acnologia did on a few occasions and Alvarez' more brutal campaigns, nothing even comes close to that. It's almost difficult for Zeref to imagine. }

Then let us be thankful that Fayren's would-be invaders were, at least this time, weak.

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Indeed. The mage clans have declined in power since then, but it serves as a grim reminder of the power man wields, and the brutality of ambition.

A lesson humans have proven to me throughout the centuries, yes. Though, I must confess that so far, the humans of this world, as well as a significant number of those brought to it, have managed to surprise me. It's a pleasant change of pace.

Good to hear. However I will be maintaining my vigil, if only for my own peace of mind.

Of course.

My name is Zeref, by the way.

I am Xul. Pleased to make your acquaintance.

The..."Great Cycle?" What is that...?

[He's heard tales of dragons, of course, with Trag'Oul being the chief among them but he never thought he'd see one. Especially one so... small.]

Think of it as a balance between life and death. Life cannot blossom without death, and my order upholds that balance.

I see. But what do you mean by sickness in the realm?

[The mention of balance between life and death suddenly makes the purpose of the Plague flight make sense.]

I'm not certain if it's really true that time stands still in our home worlds...but I would hope that it is. I really don't want the darkness to corrupt my world while I'm stuck here, unable to stop it...

Death is... completely absent as it would seem at first glance. It is... a truly alien feeling.

Aye, it's technology. Welcome to Genessia, the year 2017, and all the wonders that go with it.

Indoor plumbin' is still their finest creation.

[There's something of a raspy chuckle in response.]

And to think this place managed all this without the all powerful Mage clans. It's almost as if they were holding my world back.

Yes, mages tend to do that when ye give 'em too much responsibility. Goes right to their heads, it does, this is why ye should have a license to practice magic.

I wouldn't go that far. Magic is a powerful tool when users are properly trained and educated with. The problem arises when those with the ability raise themselves above their peers.

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