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[giveuponyourself]

It seems we're all stuck here together like one big happy family, aren't we? Since that's the case... how about we play a little game to get to know each other?

What is most important to you in your entire life? What would you be willing to do anything for? And I do mean anything~

And please, nothing like 'friendship' or 'world peace.' Really dig down deep; we should all be honest with each other, don't you think? ❤

[feel free to answer the question or not, Joshua seems to just be very bored. what a chatty nerd!]

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[giveuponyourself]

I've only been to one other alternate world myself, so you've already got me beat!

So? What were they like?

[spaceforged]

El Minha was a word that was low on technology but, magic was something widely accepted. Some people had it, some didn't. The conflict was all political. There had been a recent coup to overthrow the tyrannical king that preyed on the people.

This was known to us on arrival. There were two visible factions. The King's faction and the Syndicate.

What wasn't apparent to us or to the King Kathashun was the third faction of loyalists to the previous regime.

[giveuponyourself]

Oooh, sounds like a fun game of Risk.

So, how'd it go? Did you help the revolution? Fight against tyranny and for all that is good and whatnot?

[spaceforged]

We took in native citizens and protected them with the help of their Champion a man named Jalin and opposed both factions.

The Loyalists had imprisoned the King. We took the fight to them and freed the King. It was not smooth sailing after that but when we left, there had been a solid enough treaty and rules outlined between the three that Kathashun said he'd call if he needed our help again.

Struxta was entirely different. For a start, we were the only organics around.

[giveuponyourself]

How quaint. It's almost enough to give you the warm and fuzzies. [Joshua did not have the warm and fuzzies.]

I assume by organics you must mean robots. How'd the revolution go?

[spaceforged]

There was no revolution on Struxta. According to their history a plague struck. They couldn't cure it. They uploaded their minds into robotic bodies and connected them into a grand network. A glitch or a false program was erasing their history.

Some disconnected from the vast network. But the thing we had to face was a giant electrical storm. We had to divert its power away from the city. Or everyone would have been wiped out. Unfortunately, that plague came with us back to this realm.

We only recently recovered from it.