A swirling cloud of nothingness contemplates a galaxy corrupted by a dark song. All life within that galaxy has been taken over. The local physics have been co-opted and stalled. The laws of gravity are in a state of suspension. The laws of momentum have ground to a halt. All life forms have been reduced to a twisted, zombified-state and made part of an undead choir. Their flesh made into living speaker systems, their souls mutilated to serve as the speaker’s internal sound-board.
The choir of death sings as one. Magnifying the song and allowing it to corrupt and corrode the stars. Spreading the infection beyond the galaxy’s confines. After noting all the notes of the dark song, the being of swirling nothingness sends a message to its mates and peers. Informing them of its decision. This galaxy needs to be cleansed. This isn’t the first such infected galaxy that the being has come across, but unlike many of the others, this galaxy is too far-gone to be saved.
Nothingness and purge the very space that made up the galaxy from the rest of the native universe. More nothingness and stellar flame are utilized to assure that the sanitization process is successfully completed. Meanwhile, the being of nothing proceeds to use the traces it found by studying the song, to find the perpetrators, the beings that ruined this galaxy and warped it into an instrumentality of undying song.
It passes the information to its superiors, it also passes the information to the hunters within its own organization. One way, or another, someone will need to pay for this enormous loss of life, and waste of resources.
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Nine-Clover was your typical supersized magical world. If it showed up in a non-magical universe, its sheer scale would be enough to create a circumstance where it’d be one of those rare planets where the sun actually does orbit around the world. Assuming of course that the laws of said non-magical universe, didn’t cause Nine-Clover to transform into a sun itself, due to having all that mass and energy in one place.
Nine-Clover has three main continents. Or rather, Nine-Clover has three main super-continents. There are other landmasses floating amidst the world’s massive oceans, but compared to the three main continents they barely merit being described as islands, and often have a tendency of disappearing. Either sinking beneath the waves, or merging with one of the main continents.
The three continents were the Frostsoul Continent to the north. A land of ice and snow, home to heroic horned warriors, frost giants, and some of the more fierce beast-folk peoples. The Stormfall Continent lay to the east, and having been born as a result of the two other continents split from Nine-Clover’s original unified landmass, Stormfall was more splintered. Stormfall was a semi-sunken, tumultuous land, of waves, storms, floating islands, and of course the regular sort of island. It’s where a lot of the more permanent of the previously mentioned minor landmasses could be found. Stormfall also happened to be home to the bulk of Nine-Clover’s dragons, sea-monsters especially sea-serpents, and merfolk.
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Finally, there was my continent, the Evergreen Continent, the continent to the south. Evergreen was a large varied, yet mostly verdant landmass. Evergreen was a beautiful place, with warm summers, and persistent verdance that served as the source of its name. Evergreen was also pretty much home to everything else. Its sheer scale, and variation in content, allow it to play host to countless races. More specifically, Evergreen was home to various breeds of elves and fae, the orcs, the goblins, the non-frost giants, and trolls, and most of the world's demonbeasts, and the friendlier beastfolk peoples.
Of course, there were also humans in Evergreen. I just didn’t bother mentioning it, because there were humans everywhere in Nine-Clover. Our species is a bit like rats, flies, and cockroaches. We’re just adaptable enough that it's possible for us to be in a place, we’ll not only find a way to survive, but we’ll also eventually find a way to thrive. It’s one of the reasons humans are a “stock” race commonly used throughout the cosmos, for various ends.
My mountain, Lost-Cloud, sometimes called “Last-Cloud”, mountain, lay in Evergreen. Lost-Cloud Mountain was located in a “strange region”, a chaotic, mysterious, highly dangerous, and highly isolated place, towards the northern tip of the continent. That strangeness of the region was so extreme that the space there was warped. Resulting in large parts of the region merging with odd places like the local spirit realm, at least one fae-realm, and the planet’s third moon.
Lost-Cloud Mountain was the part of the strange region that was merged with the planet’s moon. I didn’t mind any of this. I liked how isolated the place was, without being completely cut-off, plus after a little negotiation with the planet’s chief lunar deities, I was able to take complete control of the moon for myself. Purchasing that real estate so I could do whatever I wanted with it. This might seem like a minor benefit, until you realized that moons in magical universes were also quite big and quite strange, and there was a good deal one could do with them, after a bit of terraforming.
I didn’t turn into a second home, or at least I didn’t do so, seriously. I essentially just set in place a number of protections and wards to keep busybodies, snoops, and thieves out. Then I turned the moon that I’ve now lazily named the Lost-Cloud Moon, into what basically amounted to an enormous farming and homestead simulator. If that seems a bit excessive, well, I’m eons old, nigh-omnipotent, and currently doing my best to keep multiple multiverses from spinning out of control. Allow an old man his distractions, will you? It’s not like I was hurting anybody, all of this was just lifeless sand and rock until I came along, and I can easily return it to that state before I leave if it looks like the changes I’ve made might cause problems.