(Saitonia and Ainotias have been attacked by the corrupt obliterator divine; Terranova, killing their parents and sending them to the future. The twins awake to find themselves lying in glowing blue grasslands within an unfamiliar area. They wouldn't know if it were Saitranovia.)

Saitonia: *light groan* Where..are we?

Ainotias: *sitting up* I am unsure of this...strange land.

*They look confused, but also amazed. Surrounding their position is a small, futuristic city, buildings illuminated by bright lights, some decorated with holograms. Aerial vehicles flying through the skies, and even mystical animals, native to the superplanet, exhibited at a local zoo.*

Ainotias: Is this..the "future"? I have seen some things like this in a book we have read once. A line sticks out: "Decades ahead of Earth." I'd say so.

Saitonia: Yes, about as precise. *points up to a large, silver building with a triangular tip, with dark blue detailing* Up there, that might be the year of now.

*The building Sai has pointed up to displays a glowing blue hologram that reads the year: 2016.*

Ainotias: 2016? He has sent us ahead 1000 years. *sudden light gasp, trying not to break from the slaying of their parents*

Saitonia: *stands up and places his hands on Aino's shoulders* We will mourn them later. Even if we have a way to return, let's not. I would not want to live in Terranova's world.

*Aino stands up as the 2 walk off in attempts to search for something, someone, a beacon of guidance. Walking through the streets, they suddenly stop several times to observe their unfamiliar surroundings, bewildered by their home planet's innovations, from culture, fashion, and many more, nearly everything is glossy and vibrant. A male stranger, appearing with unusual, medium spiky blue-streaked black hair, in a medium, black jacket with long collars and fitted, silver pants, passes by them. He's holding a cellphone in his ear, rudely talking to whoever is on the other line: "Hey asshole, don't be callin' my phone unless you wanna talk that zepiks." His tone shifts about 10 seconds later: " What?! -825 zepiks?! Motherfucker!"

Ainotias: *chuckles* Their way of speech, it's...ahead of us.

Saitonia: Yes. Would like to learn it.

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*Cliche-ass opening theme plays*

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(A black, pyramidal lair with glowing red details is partially submerged within the crystal-clear blue oceans, lying far northeast from Saitranovia and closer to another mainland called Spektrovatia. Inside contains the tyrannical, corrupted divine himself; Terranova, sitting on his glossy throne bearing the same colors as the entire lair. As centuries have passed by since his attack on the twins, he has gathered several underlings, more so in modern times of Terranoviatia.)

Terranova: I've been attempting renewal for a millennium, and my father banishing me from the throne at that time has ruined it. It's the middle of 2016 and it still hasn't come to fruition. *deep sigh* Those pesky erasers.

*One of his servants; named Vexas, a Caucasian-Terranovian female, leans by the throne. Her appearance consists of an easily-visible, colored undertone within her skin that Terranovians have, in this case, hers is green. Long black hair going to her shoulders with a small, top knot ponytail at the top. She wears a small, halfway-zipped, dark blue jacket over an untucked black shirt, and slim, dark gray pants and black, futuristic cowboots with blue accents. She also has 2 holsters strapped around her hips, carrying her 2 signature high-tech revolvers.*

Vexas: Yeah well, whether it's the erasers you hate so much, or anyone else you consider a threat, that's just more for me to gun down with these Khasma Revolvers. Power scaling doesn't discriminate.

*Another female servant adds to Vexas' comment. An East Asian-Terranovian, with blue eyes, long, flowing black hair with red and blue streaks. A black bandana hung under her chin. Her top consists of a long-sleeved, spandex, black and blue shirt with gold and blue forearm pads, and a black and blue cloak on her back. Black leggings, and black and blue boots that nearly rise to her knees. She also has a holster holding twin daggers and some kunai. Her name is Eriela.*

Eriela: Khasma, Khasma, yeahhhh. One of the 4 most popular brands in Saitranovia, right? Alongside V-Tek, Holos, and Renetron, but they gained popularity around 2007, and more so focused on making guns.

*Hytras; the brute servant, the largest of the subordinates, joins the conversation. He's a pure Terranovian, who bears an intimidating, black and red helmet with rows of spikes sticking from the sides. Without it, has very short black hair, orange eyes, and light skin with a red undertone. Wears black, red, and blue brute armored suit. On his back, lies a curved black hammer with red, glowing lines.*

Hytras: *deep, muffled voice* Ugh, you're over here discussing popular brands while me and Serox are here focused on getting jobs done for master Terranova. Tch, your leggings are from Holos, remember?

Eriela: *sudden realization* Ohhhh, yeah. Hehehe, least I didn't get their crap Dreise bags.

Hytras: Shizaki is such an expert on coddling you 2.

*Serox, the last of the 4 and the leader figure is added. He is also Asian-Terranovian, like Eriela, in which both are Japanese. His eyes are black, his short and spiky hair covering his forehead, also black. Black mask with a faint red glow, covering his mouth and nose. Cropped black jacket with dark red lines, over a tucked-in black shirt. Black pants and long black boots with the same faint red glow as his mask. Much like Vexas and Eriela, he also has a holster, but carries a light sword with a glowing red line on the back, and an energy pistol.*

Serox: *calmly* Hytras, settle down. Don't be so harsh on the 2. Working under a literal god, there's much for their teen minds to comprehend.

Vexas: *looking quite offended being called a teen* Me? A teen?! 23 years old and fucking legal, Serox.

Eriela: And I'm....not even 20 yet. 20 is a special age for Terranovians, right?

Vexas: Mhm. Changing the subject, we all got our individual little conflicts, am I right? Still being tailed by that son-of-a-bitch bounty hunter.

Serox: His name is Pyrus, is that correct?

Vexas: Yes. Can't wait to see it circle back and he becomes the bounty hu-

Terranova: *unexpectedly, startling the 4* Silence! Now I've also found a nice squad of "subordinates" from another planet named "Otopica". They also have a disdain for erasers like me. If they can get my minor missions done, I'll also reward them with incarnations, maybe even some zepiks. *turning towards the massive, triangular door* And it looks like they're here.

*The lair door slides open and out comes 5 male crooks from the neighboring planet. One of them, with scruffy brown hair, green eyes with a goggle over his right eye, and a dirty, metallic green gas mask covering their mouth and nose. He dons a dirty, white lab coat over a matte, dark green bodysuit, and dark brown boots. He introduces himself in a raspy, but sophisticated voice: "I am Dr. Titan. A pleasure to work with a god."

*The next person; another brute similar to Hytras introduces himself next. Decked out in black, green, red, and gray metal armor and a helmet, carrying a massive hammer in his right hand. "Just call me Hammer. I excel at pounding faces into the dirt."*

Eriela: Okay then.

*Next up is Ronin, and he lives up to his name, serving no warlord, but is only allies with a select few. He is dressed in samurai-like armor, with a gold oni mask with small black and red details, and small white fangs. A black cuirass with gold and red, glowing details, and greaves that are also the same color palettes. On his back, are 2 large, glowing katanas. He un-sheathes one and stylishly twirls it around as he introduces himself: "Ronin; slicing, dicing, and carving anyone deemed a foe."

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*Ronin's close accomplice; Rex, steps forward. A Caucasian male with medium brown hair swept to the left, and blue eyes, though his face is covered by a titanium, dino-like mask. He wears a tucked-in, white, V-neck sweater over olive green pants, and has titanium dino armor on his shoulders, knees, and boots. A huge greatsword rests on his back.*

Rex: Yes indeed. Ronin is a valuable asset.

*The last one is Adidas. He's also a Caucasian, but has short black hair that covers his forehead, and brown eyes. He is wearing a black and red mask hung under his chin, a black, red, and white bodysuit over medium boots of the same colors, having a white and red glow. He's the more lazy and laid back one of the 5, as he introduces himself in a bored expression: "Adidas. Here to do this job, whatever it is."

Terranova: You 5 seem quite reliable. Though I will start you off with more novice tasks, as we progress and you've satisfied me, I'll reward you with this planet's finest treasures; zepiks, and incarnations. My plan for renewal begins and ends with purifying this planet of those filthy erasers. *low, evil laughter*

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(The twins continue to walk around the city, in search of a place to settle.)

Ainotias: *annoyed groan* We must find settlement. This "croooowwww- crowd" is hectic.

Saitonia: There is a man distributing modern victuals over there.

*The twins shyly approach the vendor's food stand. The vendor himself is dressed in black and dark gray from head to toe. From a horned mask to a long jacket. The twins didn't come for food, they come for information on their location.*

Vendor: *noticing the twins* You 2 looking lost?

Ainotias: Lost? Yes.

Vendor: Ahhh, you from Otopica too? I was very lost when I came to this planet as well.

Saitonia: No. We are from this planet; Terranoviatia, but we are not from this modern time.

Vendor: *pausing* Whoa. I can assume y'all are ancient. First off, my name is Kronos. I normally have you pay for food but here's 2 free chili tacos. I'm a well-known Otopican vendor here, reviewed as making the best tacos and burgers according to locals.

*The twins take a bite of their chili tacos, the taste seems to impress them.*

Ainotias: So this is modern food, really really ecstatic. *turning to Kronos* Ehhh, "Kronos"? Where are we?

Kronos: You're in a district, or subland or sub-strict called Sakrisen.

*The twins suddenly bolt their heads up in surprise. The land they were born and grew up in is extremely unrecognizable, especially since it's been a thousand years.*

Ainotias: This?! Sakrisen?! Oh Arckyve.

Kronos: Dunno how old you are, but if you want to get to know some people, there's a bar slash public house a few blocks down called Golden Bar and Pub. I know a few common faces.

*Kronos turns to his right, on the other sidewalk, spotting a large, part robot, part android male figure. Half his physical characteristics look very human, while others look purely robotic, sporting the colors green, black, dark gray, with red glow. This robotic android thing is casually walking past the small crowd of people.*

Kronos: That large android robot guy is Cell-3. He often participates in hunting down wanted crooks. Even I do sometimes. A little story, I once fought 3 of them and the assholes couldn't touch me once.

*The twins slowly nod. While they seem somewhat impressed by, they also don't seem to care about Kronos' little experience taking on low-grade crooks.*

Saitonia: We will look at this "Golden Bar and Pub". Giving thanks to you, Kronos.

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(A few minutes later, the twins have arrived outside of the Golden Bar and Pub. From outside, there's a golden emblem with a bottle to the left, slanted over a cup.)

Ainotias: So this is what he is referring to?

*Sai slowly approaches the door and lightly pushes it open, the door's mechanism makes him stop briefly, a bit suprised by what he deems to himself as extremely advanced. The 2 are inside, met with a futuristic, dark green interior with gold, glowing tubes around its perimeter. Carefully, they make their way to the bar stand before being stopped by a male voice that calls: "Hey!" Coming from the bartender; a man with a mask that looks like a plague doctor, only a smaller beak, with black hood over his head. A dark green and gold apron over a long, baggy black jacket with the sleeves rolled up. Straight, dark green pants and thick, brown boots.

Bartender: Y'all looking a little young, a little too young to be in here. 20 and older if you hadn't noticed the sign. Need searching for your parents?

*Sai whispers to Aino: "Parents?" The man refers to mother and father." Thinking that they're being mocked, but unaware that the bartender doesn't know what happened to their parents, Aino gives him a spiteful glare.*

Ainotias: *impulsively, but also justified* They have been slain a thousand years ago, "asshole".

*Some random people turn to look at the twins, with offended faces, seeing that Aino has insulted in their eyes, a respectable bartender.*

Saitonia: What about the girl right here?

*Sai points at a very young woman, appearing younger if she meets the age requirements; an Asian/Caucasian mixed sensitor. She has messy, brown hair extending past her shoulders by a few inches. Green eyes, and faintly-glowing green patches inside her cheeks. She wears a small, brown leather jacket over a dark blue tank top. Slim-fitted black jeans and short, lightweight black boots. The woman seems to be minding her business, just eating an onigiri until she knew that Sai referred to her. She doesn't turn around, but furrows her brows in response, her eyebrows letting off a tiny blue glow.*

Bartender: Now you can leave her out of this. *eyes looking down at the woman* Cathera, you mind taking action if these 2 decide to escalate it any further?

Cathera: *soft and soothing voice* I think there's some misunderstanding here, Owl. Doesn't look like they mean any harm. *turns around to face the twins, eyes glow as she's trying to sense their energy* They seem lost, and sensing their power, they're quite ancient. So I'd say, they can be in here.

Owl: *eased sigh* Guess so, maybe I was impulsive. *to the twins* What brings you here?

Saitonia: A "vendor" nearby sent us.

Owl: Must be Kronos. This bar is quite special because you can also get insight on wanted criminals, seeing several wanted posters on the walls, and claim bounties. Novia Bounty Hunter is a common occupation on this planet, and really rewarding, especially depending on the scaling of the criminal. For example; *points at an electronic wanted poster of a menacing robot whose colors are mainly black, white, and red* That is Robo. Wanted for destroying 3 business buildings and killing an innocent woman over the whereabouts of Cell-3. You know Cell-3?

Saitonia: Kronos told us about him. A big name from the planet Otopica.

Owl: He'll be very helpful in these, alongside several other Otopicans. There's also wanted posters of another crook; Cobalt, and one of that tyrant obliterator divine Terranova's servant; Vexas. Another Otopican; Pyrus, is hunting her down. *pointing to another wanted poster, this time a middle-aged looking man in a bowler hat and a weirdly long mustache* That one over there is known as the Stache Man. Weird nickname, I know. We don't even know his real name, but the price on him, whether captured or killed, is 2,500 zepiks. You can talk to Cathera here if you want to begin your pursuit in bounty hunting.

Saitonia: Thanks, "Owl".

*The twins casually approach Cathera.*

Ainotias: Soooo, you also engage in this "bounty hunting"?

Cathera: *nodding her head* Yeah. I can't really put a finger on it, but strangely, I can sense a major difference between a modern Arckyvine's energy and an ancient Arckyvine's energy.

*Sai looks down at Cat's back pocket to see the word "WANTED" on a card.*

Saitonia: *pointing to Cat's back pocket* I would assume that another is "wanted".

Ainotias: *whispering to Sai and jokingly asks* Were you giving eye to her bottom?

Saitonia: *whispering back* It just caught my eye.

Cathera: *pulling the card out* Yes. There are wanted cards as well. *light giggle* This one is Nighthawk. "Reward: 8,500 zepiks, Captured or Killed is optional." He's quite a tough one, according to some bounty hunters. You want to get started?

Ainotias: "Started"? (I assume that means begin) Yes, sure.

Cathera: Well, let's light the trail. First, you 2 should try a change of clothes. What you have on now is now considered an artifact, and it looks as old as the existence of erasing and obliterating.

Saitonia: *to Aino* We'll be clothed in modern raiment is what she seems to be saying. Sister, let's settle in modern Saitranovia.

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