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lucy_heartfilia) wrote2018-04-22 09:55 pm
lucy_heartfilia) wrote2018-04-22 09:55 pm
Fantasy Book
Our tale begins with the very beginning, when all there was, was darkness. Some say there was nothing in the darkness, some say there was something sinister that called it home, and some say that the darkness had a will and cognition all of its own. There was no time, no space, no law or reason, just the darkness... until one day there was light. Wherever the light reached the darkness had to hide, with light came time, direction, reason, creation, birth, and life. All that is and all that will ever be came from that first initial light, all except for the darkness.
It is said that if there was something that called that initial darkness home, or the darkness had a will and cognition of its own, that it resented the light for displacing its rightful omnipresence. So the darkness would do what it did best, it waited and hid. Time was merely a construction of the light, darkness was eternal and could wait infinitely until it learned the secrets it sought.
All things die in the world of light, yet with every death comes a new life. In this way life and light could be just as eternal as the darkness. With this balance of infinity versus infinity, the struggle of dominance between light and darkness could continue forever. Some say the dark is evil, some claim the light is evil, and some claim that neither force is good or evil. Without the light everything shall return to darkness, but what shall come to pass without the darkness?
Perhaps the light needs the darkness, but the darkness doesn't need the light, perhaps it is impossible to truly be without any darkness in this universe, yet perhaps there will come a day when the light and the darkness will clash rather than the darkness fleeing the light. When that day comes will there be a victor? Will light banish the darkness entirely, or will the darkness swallow the light? No one knows the outcome of this confrontation if it should ever come to pass, but perhaps the best possible outcome for life is this continued equilibrium.
(Entering the shitty starter half that's a mess)
These words might mean little to the ordinary man, these words might change someone's ideology or point of view, but for one little boy these words would change his life forever, and that little boy's name... is James. Now the world James comes from is a world similar but very unlike our own, for while Earth is a planet revolving around the sun, Maralith is a moon that revolves around a planet revolving around a star, and on this moon life had erupted over billions of years of evolution creating an ecosystem that mirrors our own in so many ways it is nearly uncountable. The one major difference is that the moon of Maralith is a bit smaller than our Earth, and because the gravitational pull is far less it allows for fantastical feats that could never occur on Earth.
Now James by all accounts was an ordinary boy, he was short even for boys his age, he had wild black hair that no comb could seem to tame, and he lived on the edge of a quiet little farming town on the outskirts of civilization. He was looked after by his uncle Erik who was an old retired knight, with a trimmed silvery mustache and a shiny bald scalp. Now James was getting older as little boys do, and he was starting to reach an age where he was brimming with questions. James' young friends from the village would often point out that Sir Erik was much too old to be his real uncle, but Sir Erik always assured James that he was quite real when he tried to ask about it. One of the other things that troubled James about his guardian's identity was no matter how many times he asked, Sir Erik never told him or anyone what kingdom he'd come from.
His uncle was obsessed with keeping him safe, and he seemed to think that answering certain questions could be quite dangerous, which was just silly! When he taught James to read and write he encouraged him to ask questions, when he took him into the village from their small farm house he answered any questions James had! So why was it that questions about his family were kept such a secret? He knew most kids had a father and mother, but when he asked Sir Erik about his parents he wouldn't talk about them beyond the fact that they were gone. He didn't say his parents were dead, he wouldn't even confirm or deny it, he'd simply say that they were gone. Being raised without the knowledge of where he came from did little to satisfy the curiosity of the young boy. It became increasingly clear to young James that the answers he sought would not come from his guardian, so he decided that he was going to have to ask someone who knows a lot more about the world than a sheltered youth and was willing to tell him about it.
It is said that if there was something that called that initial darkness home, or the darkness had a will and cognition of its own, that it resented the light for displacing its rightful omnipresence. So the darkness would do what it did best, it waited and hid. Time was merely a construction of the light, darkness was eternal and could wait infinitely until it learned the secrets it sought.
All things die in the world of light, yet with every death comes a new life. In this way life and light could be just as eternal as the darkness. With this balance of infinity versus infinity, the struggle of dominance between light and darkness could continue forever. Some say the dark is evil, some claim the light is evil, and some claim that neither force is good or evil. Without the light everything shall return to darkness, but what shall come to pass without the darkness?
Perhaps the light needs the darkness, but the darkness doesn't need the light, perhaps it is impossible to truly be without any darkness in this universe, yet perhaps there will come a day when the light and the darkness will clash rather than the darkness fleeing the light. When that day comes will there be a victor? Will light banish the darkness entirely, or will the darkness swallow the light? No one knows the outcome of this confrontation if it should ever come to pass, but perhaps the best possible outcome for life is this continued equilibrium.
(Entering the shitty starter half that's a mess)
These words might mean little to the ordinary man, these words might change someone's ideology or point of view, but for one little boy these words would change his life forever, and that little boy's name... is James. Now the world James comes from is a world similar but very unlike our own, for while Earth is a planet revolving around the sun, Maralith is a moon that revolves around a planet revolving around a star, and on this moon life had erupted over billions of years of evolution creating an ecosystem that mirrors our own in so many ways it is nearly uncountable. The one major difference is that the moon of Maralith is a bit smaller than our Earth, and because the gravitational pull is far less it allows for fantastical feats that could never occur on Earth.
Now James by all accounts was an ordinary boy, he was short even for boys his age, he had wild black hair that no comb could seem to tame, and he lived on the edge of a quiet little farming town on the outskirts of civilization. He was looked after by his uncle Erik who was an old retired knight, with a trimmed silvery mustache and a shiny bald scalp. Now James was getting older as little boys do, and he was starting to reach an age where he was brimming with questions. James' young friends from the village would often point out that Sir Erik was much too old to be his real uncle, but Sir Erik always assured James that he was quite real when he tried to ask about it. One of the other things that troubled James about his guardian's identity was no matter how many times he asked, Sir Erik never told him or anyone what kingdom he'd come from.
His uncle was obsessed with keeping him safe, and he seemed to think that answering certain questions could be quite dangerous, which was just silly! When he taught James to read and write he encouraged him to ask questions, when he took him into the village from their small farm house he answered any questions James had! So why was it that questions about his family were kept such a secret? He knew most kids had a father and mother, but when he asked Sir Erik about his parents he wouldn't talk about them beyond the fact that they were gone. He didn't say his parents were dead, he wouldn't even confirm or deny it, he'd simply say that they were gone. Being raised without the knowledge of where he came from did little to satisfy the curiosity of the young boy. It became increasingly clear to young James that the answers he sought would not come from his guardian, so he decided that he was going to have to ask someone who knows a lot more about the world than a sheltered youth and was willing to tell him about it.
Max the magnificent's beginning
One day Happy Land was faced with a minor danger, it was such a small thing that no one thought it would become a serious problem. They had to move to one of their old locations, but because of a recent earthquake the ground had lots of cracks that could make people trip. Around the time of this move, a magician from another carnival came to help Max and his name was simply Q. Max became friends with Q quite quickly, because both of them loved to use magic so much, but Max thought Q was a bit strange. Q didn't seem to know the first thing about carnivals despite saying he came from one, and so Max did his best to teach him about it while Q taught him more magic.
The carnival was going to have its grand re-opening but the problem with the terrain seemed to have only gotten worse. They couldn't possibly have guests come to the carnival when they could trip and get hurt, and it looked like they might have to wait until next year when they had a new location. This would mean several people would lose their jobs, and Happy the rabbit might even lose most of his magic. When Max and Q learned of this Q made a suggestion that would change their fate forever. He had a friend who had amazing psychic powers, and they would be able to terraform the land to suit their needs. He was a little worried because she was a skittish girl from a distant land, but if it could save the carnival's grand re-opening it would be worth it.
The girl was a little raven haired child named carol, who didn't seem very happy, but she did smile on occasion when talking to Q. To everyone's amazement, she molded the land so it was good as new, and everyone rejoiced that the carnival would be able to have its grand re-opening! They begged to let Carol attend a celebration in her honor, and she begrudgingly accepted. It was a terrific party, and even Carol as unhappy as she usually was, started to open up and smile as everyone thanked her and performed their various acts.
Everything went terribly wrong when the clowns started their act. When they burst out of a large colorful box to do their performance, Carol screamed and the world around her began to twist and contort. Q panicked and tried to stop her, but he was tossed through the air by an unseen force and knocked out. Happy the bunny urged everyone to flee, while he tried to calm Carol down and use his magic to combat her powers. In the chaos people were being turned into monstrous versions of themselves starting with the clowns. Max dragged his friend Q out of the carnival tent back to his own tent, and did his best to awaken his fellow magician and learn what had happened.
When Q woke up he cursed under his breath and confessed he messed up badly. Q then explained he was a star wizard, a magician tasked with traveling to different worlds and granting wishes or prayers made on a star or to the heavens. Q wasn't as good at this as the star wizard that converted him, because he had originally been a warlock. He had once sold his soul for dark powers, and when his soul was saved by the star wizard he managed to keep his powers too. Most of his powers are destructive in nature, so he isn't very good at most things a star wizard should do, but the star wizard who saved him was gone and he was trying his best to carry on his legacy.
Q took out a large leatherbound book, and turned the pages to reveal that every page seemed to depict a unique world. The pictures on the pages moved, and the words constantly changed as the scenes progressed. Then Q turned to the page that had Happy Land, and he winced when he saw the page's edges were starting to burn. The scene depicted showed Happy the rabbit dodging a horrible clawed clown that seemed to be wearing the tatters of Carol's dress.
"I'm sorry Max... I didn't know she had a fear of clowns, or I never would have brought Carol here. I've doomed your world with my failure, which is why the page is starting to burn. My time here is short, and I can't save this world or Carol... but I can save you. You have magical power Max, and the potential to become a much better star wizard than me. You can either stay here, and try to help minimize the damage in the hopes another star wizard can save your world some day, or you can come with me and *become* that star wizard."
Max could scarcely believe everything he was hearing. "But what will happen to my friends!? Will Carol kill them!? She looks like she's going to tear Happy to bits!"
Q shook his head with a frown. "Carol's curse makes those around her incapable of dying, so technically if you stayed you'd still survive... but you'll almost certainly lose your mind. Her powers allow her to shape and mold the world and those around her. You might be alive, but be trapped in the body of a fish on dry land, suffering for centuries for all I know."
Max shuddered at the thought, and shook his head with determination. "I can't just abandon my friends to such a fate! Not if there's *anything* we can do to stop this!"
Q sighed, putting a hand on Max's shoulder. "I've only known you for a few weeks, but I've really grown to admire you Max. The page burning means there is no longer anything I, or anyone in this world, can do to save it. I'll respect your choice if you wish to stay, but I'd hate to see such potential wasted on a hopeless cause. There are countless other worlds out there you could help me save from sharing a similar fate, and in doing so you may become strong enough to save this world someday."
Max bit his lip, wanting to argue the point, but it was an unexpected third party that helped him decide what to do. From the page of the book to Happy land, Happy the bunny seemed to hop right up to the front and center, the world pausing in the backround behind him. "Max, you have to leave! Happy Land is no longer safe for anyone, not even me! I'm doing my best to fight her, but I can only hold her off for so long. If you can escape from here, you can come back to save us some day, but there's nothing you can do without more help!"
Max looked at the book in surprise, wincing as the page was getting more singed by the minute. "But this is my home! You're my best friend Happy, and everyone else here is like my family! How can I just leave you when I know you'll be suffering the entire time!?"
Happy smiled weakly, shaking his head and his floppy ears. "Because everyone here will be able to hang on to the hope that someday you'll save us. You're Max the magnificent after all! All our hopes and prayers will go with you Max, so carry us in your heart and keep your chin up!"
Q then put his hand on Max's shoulder and nodded grimly. "I promise I will protect this boy with my life if need be Happy. I truly am sorry I failed you, but I will help Max to find a way to fix this. Max? We have minutes at most before I'm forcefully ejected from this world. If you're coming with me it has to be soon."
Max sighed, grabbed his signature top hat, cane, and cape, and then turned back to Happy on the book's page. "I promise... someday I'll come back to you and everyone else here."