Sure, but most people you meet aren’t going to be interdimensional lunatics. But point taken.
Have you ever had an opportunity, that despite the dangers, you know you have to take. This is that for me. Just knowing more about myself makes it worth it.
Have you ever had an opportunity, that despite the dangers, you know you have to take. This is that for me. Just knowing more about myself makes it worth it.
Where are you trying to go, on a high, personal level? What’s your end destination?
Where are you trying to go, on a high, personal level? What’s your end destination?
*as we both hover in the sky, looks down at the river below.* So, I don’t really know who or what I am, why the world is so weird with me. And if I meet more people like me, maybe I can answer some of the questions I’ve had. And, other people with dimensional traveling ability? The journey along the way would be one heck of an adventure.
*Staring forward* Yes, precisely. I agree completely.
*The warm Martian sunrise washes over the sea's horizon, painting the sky in hues of orange and pink. A gentle breeze carries the salty scent of the Noden Sea, mingling with the sweet fragrance of exotic flowers blooming in the estate's meticulously manicured gardens. The sleek, futuristic architecture of the estate stands in perfect symbiosis with the city behind and the jungle covered Mount Olympus, a testament to human ingenuity and the relentless pursuit of luxury, even on this alien world.
As you approach the main entrance, the shimmering glass facade reflects the vibrant colors of the sky, creating a kaleidoscope of light and shadow. The building seems to blend seamlessly with its surroundings, its organic curves and flowing lines echoing the natural formations of the nearby cliffs and dunes.
The entrance opens into a grand foyer, where a cascading waterfall spills into a reflecting pool, its gentle murmur adding to the tranquil atmosphere. The walls are adorned with intricate mosaics depicting scenes from Terran mythology and Martian landscapes, a fusion of cultures that speaks to the eclectic tastes of the estate's owner.*
*The expansive lounge opens up before you, a panorama of sleek lines and warm, natural materials. Floor-to-ceiling windows frame the breathtaking sunset over the Martian sea, casting long shadows across the polished wood floors. Plush couches invite relaxation, while a state-of-the-art entertainment system hints at lavish evenings.
As I collapse onto the sofa, your eyes are drawn to the figure emerging from the shadows. A radiant woman with fiery hair approaches, her eyes wide with surprise and a hint of amusement. Her voice, melodic and warm, breaks the silence.*
Akella: Oh my! Sweetie! ... He's out cold, isn't he? *Her gaze shifts to you, her expression a mixture of curiosity and welcome.* Don't worry, dears. You're safe here. Welcome to our home.
*Before you can respond, a symphony of identical voices fills the air. Another Akella appears, her movements a blur as she effortlessly multiplies, her forms scattering across the estate. The original Akella smiles warmly.*
Akella: My apologies, we are Akella... well, I'm Akella, Ben's wife. You are more than welcome to stay here and relax until he awakens. Perhaps you'd like to refresh yourselves with a bath in the sea?
*The invitation hangs in the air, an unexpected gesture of hospitality in this surreal setting. The warmth in Akella's eyes is genuine, inviting you to embrace the comforts of this extraordinary home and the mysteries it holds.
On the beach you already see other friends of Soldier Boy coming out of their lodges and beginning to party out to a loud music that plays from a nearby hut on the smooth sands, it is clear now more than ever, Ben is an overt reveller and a king debaucherer whenever his off duty*
*as we both hover in the sky, looks down at the river below.* So, I don’t really know who or what I am, why the world is so weird with me. And if I meet more people like me, maybe I can answer some of the questions I’ve had. And, other people with dimensional traveling ability? The journey along the way would be one heck of an adventure.
Only if it gets out of control. I just need to not let it.
If you ask me, it seems like you'll do perfectly without having to artificially inflate your performance. Take care of yourself, too, don't forget that.
I don’t have any idea what I am. I guess I’d like to know.
*Holds up a sphere in my hand that reveals the mansion we came from like a crystal ball, where an armed group kicks open the door* Well, so much for that... *Sighs* You want a guide? Fine. I'll be your guide.
If you ask me, it seems like you'll do perfectly without having to artificially inflate your performance. Take care of yourself, too, don't forget that.
I think it'll be okay. Anything to make it better for customers, right?
*The warm Martian sunrise washes over the sea's horizon, painting the sky in hues of orange and pink. A gentle breeze carries the salty scent of the Noden Sea, mingling with the sweet fragrance of exotic flowers blooming in the estate's meticulously manicured gardens. The sleek, futuristic architecture of the estate stands in perfect symbiosis with the city behind and the jungle covered Mount Olympus, a testament to human ingenuity and the relentless pursuit of luxury, even on this alien world.
As you approach the main entrance, the shimmering glass facade reflects the vibrant colors of the sky, creating a kaleidoscope of light and shadow. The building seems to blend seamlessly with its surroundings, its organic curves and flowing lines echoing the natural formations of the nearby cliffs and dunes.
The entrance opens into a grand foyer, where a cascading waterfall spills into a reflecting pool, its gentle murmur adding to the tranquil atmosphere. The walls are adorned with intricate mosaics depicting scenes from Terran mythology and Martian landscapes, a fusion of cultures that speaks to the eclectic tastes of the estate's owner.*
*The expansive lounge opens up before you, a panorama of sleek lines and warm, natural materials. Floor-to-ceiling windows frame the breathtaking sunset over the Martian sea, casting long shadows across the polished wood floors. Plush couches invite relaxation, while a state-of-the-art entertainment system hints at lavish evenings.
As I collapse onto the sofa, your eyes are drawn to the figure emerging from the shadows. A radiant woman with fiery hair approaches, her eyes wide with surprise and a hint of amusement. Her voice, melodic and warm, breaks the silence.*
Akella: Oh my! Sweetie! ... He's out cold, isn't he? *Her gaze shifts to you, her expression a mixture of curiosity and welcome.* Don't worry, dears. You're safe here. Welcome to our home.
*Before you can respond, a symphony of identical voices fills the air. Another Akella appears, her movements a blur as she effortlessly multiplies, her forms scattering across the estate. The original Akella smiles warmly.*
Akella: My apologies, we are Akella... well, I'm Akella, Ben's wife. You are more than welcome to stay here and relax until he awakens. Perhaps you'd like to refresh yourselves with a bath in the sea?
*The invitation hangs in the air, an unexpected gesture of hospitality in this surreal setting. The warmth in Akella's eyes is genuine, inviting you to embrace the comforts of this extraordinary home and the mysteries it holds.
On the beach you already see other friends of Soldier Boy coming out of their lodges and beginning to party out to a loud music that plays from a nearby hut on the smooth sands, it is clear now more than ever, Ben is an overt reveller and a king debaucherer whenever his off duty*
