The TP I wished for, but could never playThe Tiny Plot I could never playIt had been two years since Hitoshura's world had been destroyed. Two years since the Vortex World had appeared in the sky of the multiverse. I had grown tired of the potential wasted, and so I acted. Most custodians were evil, selfish, wanted their dreams to be made real. However, after we broke apart, some of us went to atone. For the evils we allowed to exist, we felt we must fix the imbalance. In that spirit, I sent my familiar, Fen, and set into motion the Resolution.Hitoshura had returned to the Vortex World. Tonight Kagutsuchi was full. Tonight he knew it would be different. He entered the Vortex World with Garm, his most loyal companion. The Union had sent him a small force, under the command of Ensign Gal. Gal was not very powerful for an Elite, but her eye for detail, respect for authority, and general ability to get along with just about
6. ObsessionIt's difficult to avoid gaming. Especially when it's everywhere and you have the internet. I go of my MMO only to play a text-based two days later. I tell myself it'll be better for me, that I'll be writing. It's probably true, but it makes me wonder how I can go completely cold turkey and stay abstinent. I don't have a problem with card games, board games, and tabletops. I do have a problem with computer games and to a lesser extent, consoles. Still, I'm not missing work, neglecting friends, or doing poorly in school. At least not yet. Still, classes start in the fall. I have to start managing my time better though. I'll be losing about 12-18 hours on classes and studying. We'll just have to see what happens.
7. Eternity Prose and PoetryWhat is eternity exactly? Does it exist outside of time, or is it the moment of "now" stretched on indefinitely? Will we be simultaneously everywhere within eternity, every when? No beginning, no end? Like that ring mentioned in Madeleine L'Engle's book? Maybe it doesn't matter what intellectual concept, careful crafting of thoughts and words. Maybe once we experience itwe'll know what it islike chocolate chip cookiessnowregret. And maybe at that pointwe'll be different. It'll still be usthere will be no discontinuitybut a seedif it fulfills is purpose and reaches maturityis now a treebeyond a winter and a springcenturiessleeping its life awayeternal at last
Another Wandering By HitoA post apocalyptic dyson's sphere. This is what remains of Hitoshura's world after the Conception. Remains of cities and structures can be seen, but most of the world is a haunt for demons of all types. However, the demons here are not so much horned monsters as spirits that take the forms of creatures from every mythology and religion imaginable. Only a person with a Reason and indomitable spirit can recreate this world.Hitoshura walked the wastes again. He wished there was a way to fix this world. Maybe there was. With all the power sources in the multiverse, surely there was a way to enliven this world, bring it back to where it should be. Maybe some kind of terraforming, or mana source, magasuhi or something. Maybe he should ask someone in the Union about it.Hito walked tonight with pyro jack, a fairy demon who had the attention span of a five year old. In spite of his considerable set of agi spells, jack was quite the juvenile."Wouldn't you rather get some pizza or go to the ar