September 14, 2015
It happened. The pixies met the Scythes.
This is never a good idea, especially when Scythes like all things cute, and these were wild pixies who liked to bite. Oof.
Flying high, they saw each other, and promptly ran towards each other for distinctly different reasons.
The pixies (if you remember, are horses with wings in this story, for a reason we'll get to in this chapter) saw free flesh in the open!, while the Scythes saw a cute animal to doll up and own.
So they came towards each other- the pixies for their love of violence, and the Scythes for domination. When the Scythes tried to subdue them through the use of staffs that slowly cursed them to be domestic, as creatures who specialized in curses the pixies knew what was coming- and so this forced them into the role of resistance and rebellion.
Though the pixies seemed to dislike being ruled, at one point wild pixies had had a founder. The queen of the savage lands, and of all things wild, had been the Fairest, and she was, as previously said, currently dead. This is because the hero who saved the two world from different dimensions from colliding knew they themselves were not enough to stop the collision, but that they could use someone. Basically, they were short on time and skills so took a time-saver, by using the Fairest as a shield.
This was done through baiting and insults (hitting on her, from a far, far distance). The best of his powers were to hide his own position from all, and yet send a 2-D message of himself, through the pulled out leaves of the tree of immortal life ("Ow! Who did that?" said the tree a few days ago, but sadly couldn't see who it was for he could not turn his head- if he ever had one, I mean. Okay, people! He's gonna get himself a head with a rotate-able neck in this chapter! Forward march! etc., etc.,- and uh oh the boxer is looking at me threateningly so I guess it's time to take off), as well as an old projector from the last world that he had conquered, which, when put together, made some pretty high tech stuff- he could move the message as though walking, and in a way, corner the queen, as well as seem as though he's there, so make the enemy kill each other through his body's reflection, which he thought saved time and management, and should be advertised as a good product- unless the enemy got a hold of it, and then he'd go broke, and they'd kill him- the things he could imagine!
When he was little, his dad proclaimed him a drama queen- and yeah he could proclaim all he wanted since he was the king's messenger that needed to be heard by people so they could get the message the king wanted to tell them, or any rule changes or reforms happened, and so people often listened to him even though his words held no weight and he just talked allllllll freeaaaakinn' looong daaaaayy, which is why his son left the house early and became independent as soon as possible- his dad, he felt, was embarrassing him and his ears were going to divorce his head pretty soon with all that racket going on at dawn and the whole cycle that gets to the next dawn and next dawn and next dawn and next dawn and - you wonder why he became a hero, and where he is now?
Well, he was originally born on the world dimension of yesterday, and always felt that he knew what the future held.
But what he didn't expect, was that when he was the main character, the side characters impatiently forced him into the role of a hero, which he did with no pressure, because the hail of that world didn't seem to care much about him. Natural phenomenons, weather, and special places in nature can all be the rulers of a whole dimension, who can control the stars, moon (s) and "saturn(s)".
Some places didn't have suns, didn't care much about suns, didn't like them, and felt they were a waste of time and space, although, since a "saturn" was pretty and had rings, they were fun to play with, and so useful.
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Oftentimes, planets were considered more important than stars, and the mysterious lords of each place decided what would be kept in their dimension. Wham! *cough* that boxer *gough*cough* really....
And now, back to the main plot!
Just for the sake of time, lets call our hero George. His father wanted a normal, average son who would represent and look up to all the Georges' out there that there ever were; difficult because George was a rare name, that came from his father's father- his grandfather- from a land that was now extinct by said king of this different dimension from Ch.'s 1 and 2 that we were in. George didn't like his name, and wanted to change it to Cob, the name of the king- to be just as successful and great as him, and was the popular name of the time- but his daddy-o stopped him, 'cause he didn't want that, and turned out there was good reason- King Cob hated it so banished or vanquished all the people named Cob besides him to Lake Never Ending, a length easily inferred by its name. All these people could swim, though, and defied the king by getting out, and either moving back to the country, or moving to another one, and, oddly, became successful. To this day, that's the reason people believe eating corn on the Cob makes you successful- that was invented by a guy named Cob. And now you see George became even more famous, because he was so successful and was not named Cob, but George, a very rare and odd name at the time.
Now, after knowing said George's history, you must know that he came to the dimension we first knew by being smuggled there by the lords of these 2 dimensions, because they really liked him for some reason (no, no, not love- like- to pull his limbs, mess with him, wonder at his successful-ness, and make sure he can't usurp them cause he could be a threat- these lords were like bros from their other mothers). George had been sleeping, so you know clearly it wasn't intentional. And then both these dimensions were about to collide, which was a totally natural thing, and often happened, causing merges, over-abundances of some things, and got rid of the existence of the two worlds and their lords altogether, though the fragments often floated to nearby dimensions, and settled there; thriving off the land, or being strangled by the land.
Again, George had arrived there and found the two dimensions were about to collide- a thing that every inhabitant of the worlds involved can feel- (there's a resonance) when he found out that the enemy of all people was the Fairest, who was against order and encouraged chaos, among cannibalism and other things we would consider morally wrong.
Hearing that she was extremely powerful, and trying to act like a hero, he decided that he could use her and make sure the world didn't explode, in one of 2 ways of which he could think of in such a short amount of time (8 hours); either putting her in the middle would make her use magic to repel them apart, or whatever her skills were, that could save the world- or, if she refused to cooperate-
(there's that little piece of influence let over from the corrupt government officials who came into his life by having been with the king who gave orders to his pops about all sorts of things which weren't always beneficial to the citizens, or what counted as citizens, from having been one of the only things he had known at a young age who conversed with his father and talked a lot to him which, if he had been a hero of complete justice, and born that way, you would say couldn't affect him, but did and so his corrupt childhood influences have stayed and helped him through his 12 years of short life that has not come to an abrupt end) - he could use her as a shield against the resulting damage, which would separate her into pieces that were tolerable, and her soul -container of strength and power of magic and other things- and then separating the two dimensions from opposing forces, which couldn't collide anymore because they came from one being's soul, who was a crazy hot chic (by both meanings) and who disrupted the balanced equation that made there be two dimensions going to collide in the first place by adding an inequality to both sides of the equation, because someone all for chaos clearly unbalances everything, and that is why evil people are largely admired (because they make sure that even though y equals mx plus b, when it comes to them it will become why equals mica explosion plus Bessie the rebel cow).
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