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How many prophets does he usually chose? Have you noticed any patterns that causes him to lean one way versus another?


Alexander Mcclain: Not really... he does seem to chose in the billions per universe... that said, each universe has octodecillion galaxies, which might make it look insignificantly rare, buut... ---- *He gets interrupted as you suddenly begin to glow brighter, and brighter... and brighter, your vision slowly turning to white*

Eulysthrah Eriusiell: Ooh! I guess his appointment is up then!

*The voices grow increasingly more muffled*

Alexander Mcclain: App... ment? ... eeting GO....!!!? Such... blessings!
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The "other you" so to speak. He has a tesseract almost identical to yours, but it looks more like a cube. That can't be a coincidence.


Alexander Mcclain: Verily! It is known that the higher prophets more like great oracles of temples, or chosen leaders, are offered a signature talisman from The Grandfather, it can be anything, some get a bracelet, some get a watch, some get a pendant, yet others get an outfit change *I insinuate looking at your evidently stylish outfit that radiates the Aura of Alioth* My kind got a hyper-dymensional artifact, that is adapted to the mindset and personality of the individual... Cube you say... *I chuckle at the understanding* Well good he's not here, i think this much knowledge would send him spinning!
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*Taps my chin*
Then I'm curious, what does your history look like, being a prophet? How did you get to the position you're in?


Alexander Mcclain: Certainly! I actually was a scientist in the great Roman empire of Terra Firma in the year of Zeus 32007, studying some manuscripts related to nano-technology and magics and theories of great old stoics... Suddenly i get filled with this intense power and light and a sense of higher duty, i could not comprehend, and before i know it, i wake up back into my bedroom with this Tesseract Dodecahedron next to me... long story, but i could never forget the privilege i was given!
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The third time? That's parallels on parallels.


Alexander Mcclain: Indeed Mr. Prism Stream! The Multiverse is a natural ever unfolding mechanism, that constantly splits into ever expanding infinitudes of alternate possibilities per nano-second, every atom, every quantum fluctuation can and does spawn a myriad new possible realities that become alternatives to the original actions, from the microcosm to the macrocosm, that is the glory of our God! *I smile proudly*
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I see...
*Shakes your hand*
Prism Stream. You look a lot like somebody I know.


Alexander Mcclain: Completely understandable *Continues to speak with an Oxford Intellectual Accent* You must be new to the heavenly spheres mmh? In that case, from what i'm getting, there must be a parallel me somewhere else... how quaint! The 3rd time i experienced someone who confused me with a parallel me... Glory onto God's Mysteries!

Eulysthrah Eriusiell: *She just giggles, snickers and chuckles in the back*
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*Glances across your new outfit*
Didn't we just separate back at the entrance to this place? How long have you been here?


*Klisp’Anarion gently approaches you and whispers a blurp* Prlrrlrlrlrrl... *psst... i don't know if you were introduced to the concept of a multiverse right? that might not be your actual friend... just saying...*

Soldier Boy? : My apologies good sir and an evident fellow prophet of Grandfather! i must have forgotten to introduce myself, My name is Alexander Mcclain, and yours? *I extend my hand in a handshake gesture*
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*Frowns, perplexed*
Um... what happened to you? You look... completely different.


*I look at you a bit perplexed and as if i'm looking to a stranger, then you see me analyse your countour as if i'm looking around you scanning something, with a glint in my golden eyes*

Soldier Boy? : Mmmmh? Hello sir! Pardon my dillemma, but have we met somewhere? Perhaps in a past reincarnation?

*I continue with the same over the top knowledgeable and knightly tone -- But then something you notice, is that my tesseract is not cubical, but more like a dodecahedron...*
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Another?


*As you turn the corner, you see... me? Benjamin? Soldier Boy? I'm far more stylish here, less gruff, more disciplined and charismatic looking, my hair is on glittering angelic flames that don't consume me, and my eyes are lightly glowing in gold... my tesseract is on the side sitting on a small pile of books... and... i'm wearing READING GLASSESS?!*

Soldier Boy? : Well hello there kind Quizean and loving Numakhiim Ma'am! What can i aid you with my brethren in God? *I speak with a strangely sophisticated and intellectual tone to my voice... something feels odd here*

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Is the answer here somewhere?


Eulysthrah Eriusiell: Yup, but mind you it will take some time to learn it, you can always talk to us about what specifically you want to know, because the details around a situation are far more complex than just knowing the location of a soul, it sometimes involves literally understanding the very nature of space-time and such... which is... a lot to say the least!

Klisp’Anarion: Blrblrblrblrrlrlrl... pprrrprprprrrlrrlrlrpl, YKLR!! *Well let's start then, here just around this coroner there should be a section on galactic maps... OH MY!!! Hello mister! OOH Another prophet of the Grandfather!*
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Are they automatons?


Eulysthrah Eriusiell: Nobody really knows the full story behind them... they have as many myths about them as there are lessons in consciousness and soul and emotion... it only makes sense, my stance is that they are the neural activity of God and Grandfather... y'know those electric sparks that communicate between brain cells... yup those are God's...
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