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- Sisyandra. I don't know if we'll get along professionally, but my father taught me to get what I can out of people while they're still alive, - she approaches Beate and Guion and puts a hand on each of their hips, - so it's best to get to know each other better while we still have the chance.
- Nice to meet you, Sisyandra, I hope you'll fit in with our friendly team! - And we'll be happy to get to know you better... Beate and Guion's hands meet somewhere below Sisyandra's back.
Oh, how interesting,” Mika says, placing two cups of tea and the promised candies on the table, “where did you get such treasures? I’ve never seen anything like it…
-- It’s quite a long story. The problem is, you see, that the exact names of the places involved are classified for political reasons, which isn’t exactly suitable for a museum, but I can tell you the gist of it.
-- There was this one madman, a prominent figure, but his name has been erased from the people’s memory because of what he did. In an attempt to create a source of immense magical energy, he lost control and endangered an entire region, as the remnants of this magic permeated all objects and living creatures, altering the very fabric of reality. Some managed to avoid the worst of the consequences. Some things were distorted in strange ways and then returned to normal. But overall, the area was changed beyond recognition for a while and became quite dangerous. Despite the sudden chaos, the appearance of numerous monsters and anomalies, people continued to live in the region – partly because some of them had changed and would likely not have been accepted anywhere else. Even if that hadn’t been a problem, fleeing through those lands would have been too risky.
-- Well, I was just an explorer, helping the surviving locals fight their troubles. During one such expedition, my companion – the girl sighed – my Sparky sniffed out an anomaly in an underground cave, which, after all the checks, turned out to be harmless, so I took it with me. Then, a familiar mage suggested a theory: teleportation. This chest was probably in some palace very close to the epicenter of the disaster, and among other things, it contained a teleportation device. After the magical surge, the teleport activated on its own, and the chest, along with pieces of the nearby floor and walls (which I did observe), ended up somewhere completely different and was found by me.
-- In the end... Again, I’m not saying this in my own words, I’m not a mage myself. But in the end, it seems that all the contents of the chest were distorted and mixed together, as if the very aspects of the items in it were blended. There are still recognizable man-made treasures here, some medallions, brooches, stones, but it’s as if all of this is painted on the fabric of reality by an artist who doesn’t understand how it’s arranged materially. What is it made of? What shape is it, and why this shape? What is it for? The distortion changed all of this, and perhaps the teleportation mixed the aspects somehow... And most importantly, this collection retains some mysterious, magical, one might say, beauty. The way it shines, the way it feels in your hand, the way it looks completely different from different angles...
-- That’s it. Getting it was actually not easy, but what to do with it was also a question for me. There’s definitely no practical use for it, it’s just a beautiful mystery... All in one 😉
Now Giyyon hasn't only traveled to various interesting places on the government's dime, eaten and slept for free, emerged without a scratch and leveled up, but has also canonically slept with two hot girls at once Gigachad of the year. And you say slavery is bad.
7 Order of Alaria in the trash for now. Maybe I'll do the tattoo retroactively (i.e., before the tournament in the timeline), but it's not a certainty. Alaria's loot goes into the inventory. Let's move on to the next battle. If Klin is a debuffer, then Kenshiro's remaining points until the reset will also go to waste.
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Now, Guion not only traveled to various interesting places on the state's dime, ate and slept for free, didn't get a scratch, and leveled up, but he also canonically slept with two hot girls Gigachad of the year. And you say slavery is bad.
Now he needs to sleep with Erephir and Aiyana or Alaria, so that he's also someone who slept with women from three different worlds.
-- It's quite a long story. The problem, you see, is that some of the exact locations are classified for political reasons, which isn't ideal for a museum, but I can give you a general overview.
-- There was this one madman, a prominent figure, but his name has been erased from the people's memory because of what he did. In an attempt to create a source of immense magical energy, he lost control and endangered an entire region, as the remnants of this magic permeated all objects and living creatures, altering the very fabric of reality. Some managed to avoid the worst consequences. Others were twisted in strange ways and then returned to normal. But overall, the area was changed beyond recognition for a time and became quite dangerous. Despite the sudden chaos, the appearance of numerous monsters, and anomalies, people continued to live in the region – partly because some of them had changed and would likely not be accepted anywhere else. Even if that weren't a problem, fleeing through those lands would have been too risky.
-- Well, I was just an explorer, helping the surviving locals fight their troubles. During one such expedition, my companion – the woman sighed – my Candle sensed an anomaly in an underground cave. After all the checks, it turned out to be harmless, so I took it with me. Then, a familiar mage suggested a theory: teleportation. This chest was probably in a palace very close to the epicenter of the disaster, and among other things, it contained a teleportation device. After the magical surge, the teleport activated on its own, and the chest, along with pieces of the nearby floor and walls (which I did observe), ended up somewhere completely different and was found by me.
-- In the end... Again, I'm not saying this myself; I'm not a mage. But it seems that all the contents of the chest were distorted and mixed together, as if the very aspects of the items within were blended. You can still recognize the crafted treasures, some medallions, brooches, stones, but it's as if all of this is painted on the fabric of reality by an artist who doesn't understand how it's structured materially. What is it made of? What shape is it, and why that shape? What is it intended for? The distortion changed all of this, and perhaps the teleportation mixed the aspects somehow... And most importantly, this collection retains some mysterious, magical, one might say, beauty. The way it shines, the way it feels in your hand, the way it looks completely different from different angles...
-- That's it. Getting it was actually not easy, but what to do with it was also a question for me. There's definitely no practical use for it; it's just a beautiful mystery... All in one 😉
While Erephir was telling her story, Mika Swiftfang somehow managed to get her hands on some writing materials and wrote down every word she heard. - That's how it was... It's very interesting, even if it sounds a bit like fiction. I don't mean to offend you... You know, as with any historian, I'm used to basing my opinion about the past on facts, primarily on peer-reviewed documents, but sometimes it's hard to resist skepticism. If even newspapers about our modern reality sometimes present falsehoods as truth, how can we be sure that our perception of the past is correct? What I'm trying to say is... I think I would be interested in acquiring your unusual treasure and the copyright to the story you told. What compensation would you expect in return?
In the past, the museum even had stuffed celestial beings on display; I doubt that's a problem. :'D -- Well, Miss Sweetfang, I was hoping you could advise me. You have your experience, and I have mine. Unfortunately, I'm not an expert on the value of objects... Especially if it's a cultural artifact," the girl says, spreading her hands.
/ Well, I think it's strange to speculate about something otherworldly when there's already a ready-made explanation like "in a faraway village..." Again, no matter where this happened, it's obviously in that country's best interest to cover it up and deny it, so it kind of makes sense. /
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Gigachad of the year. And you say slavery is bad.
