Yukari Quest VI - A Z-Machine Adventure

[Kilgamayan]

> Is there any apparent way to loosen it from the roots?

[Hello Purvis]

> Is there any apparent way to loosen it from the roots?

>Not with your bare hands, in any event.

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[Kilgamayan]

> How about gap cutting, like we have done before?

[Hello Purvis]

> How about gap cutting, like we have done before?

>That may work.

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[Kilgamayan]

> Let's try that, then, if we can concentrate on it properly.

[Hello Purvis]

> Let's try that, then, if we can concentrate on it properly.

>You attempt to to introduce a gap between your astrolabe and the roots. It's difficult to concentrate, you're sweating like mad. You can practically feel the weight of the roots upon you, it's difficult to stand...
>Something is wrong. There's more connections to your astrolabe than you suspected, more than just the rots themselves...

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[Kilgamayan]

> What else is there? Is it connected to the other dimensions? Is it connected to another entity? IS it maybe connected to Gensokyo somehow, or maybe us?

[Hello Purvis]

> What else is there? Is it connected to the other dimensions? Is it connected to another entity? IS it maybe connected to Gensokyo somehow, or maybe us?

>You aren't certain with such causal contact. You will need to take a closer look.

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[Kilgamayan]

> Uhhhhhh...
> Could we even reach the astrolabe by walking toward it? Or are the roots blocking the way?

[Serela]

>Can we create a small gap to more closely examine the astrolabe/direct surroundings of it, without having to get our entire body excruciatingly close to all those roots?
>If so, go ahead and do it, then. (unless kilga objects) We'll have to do it sooner or later if we want our astrolabe, and we do.

[Hello Purvis]

> Uhhhhhh...
> Could we even reach the astrolabe by walking toward it? Or are the roots blocking the way?

>Can we create a small gap to more closely examine the astrolabe/direct surroundings of it, without having to get our entire body excruciatingly close to all those roots?
>If so, go ahead and do it, then. (unless kilga objects) We'll have to do it sooner or later if we want our astrolabe, and we do.

>You may be able to get closer to it on foot, but it would likely be more safe to lean through a gap. It is so much more difficult than it should be to perform this simple task, you're having a hard time forcing. Still, you manage to create a gap above the astrolabe.

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[Kilgamayan]

> Nothing for it, then. Just remember that the roots are stationary objects and aren't going to reach out and bite us or anything.
> Lean through the gap with the Magnifying Lens and inspect the state of the astrolabe.

[Hello Purvis]

> Nothing for it, then. Just remember that the roots are stationary objects and aren't going to reach out and bite us or anything.
> Lean through the gap with the Magnifying Lens and inspect the state of the astrolabe.

>You remind yourself that it doesn't move, and lean though to take a closer look, applying your magnifying glass to the astrolabe.
>You should have seen this before, but you didn't. A small part of you should feel mortified by this, but a much larger part is too busy being mortified by the oppressive weight of the roots around you. Everything is anchored here. The borders of this place are centered here, as though it were the lynchpin holding this horrible world together. All of the matter here is held in place, held in being, by this point in space. The roots are firmly entwined around it, beyond just a physical sense. The memories that compose so much of this entity, infused with unthinking desire, cling to it desperately. So much desire pours into this point, and flows away from it. The divine aspect clings to it as well, and stretches infinitesimally from this point. Mixed among it all is the unthinking desire to destroy, desiring to destroy the astrolabe as much as anything.
>From here, if you chose, you think you could sense the entire entity.

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[Kilgamayan]

> How would we do that? Just touching the astrolabe?

[Hello Purvis]

> How would we do that? Just touching the astrolabe?

>That would suffice.

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[Serela]

>What might happen if we just... severed the roots that surround the point?

[Hello Purvis]

>What might happen if we just... severed the roots that surround the point?

>At the very least, it would destabilize this entire world.

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[Serela]

>Is the astrolabe itself the point, or close enough that removing it would destabilize the world?
>...well, whilst we have the chance... we could use some more knowledge about this highly unusual foe. Let's go ahead and sense it's being.

[Hello Purvis]

>Is the astrolabe itself the point, or close enough that removing it would destabilize the world?
>...well, whilst we have the chance... we could use some more knowledge about this highly unusual foe. Let's go ahead and sense it's being.

>You think it may be the former.
>You reach down to touch the astrolabe...
>Countless people lost, fallen between the cracks. Absolute destruction of all matter. Exalted but for a moment, then gone. They cry out existence, they reach and reach outward, seeking. Break it apart. Desiring love.
>You can feel them, a handful of worlds, clinging to the outer edge of the coil of the universe, caverns and fields open of the void, forests and ruined cities and open sky. A place of rock and a place barely realized in form. You feel the familiar mists of the netherworld brushing against it all, so close yet tantalizingly far.
>So many people, living in peace, then forgotten. Everything must be reduced to naught, yet unable to touch. A lone tree in the wilderness, revered but for the moment. It reaches toward them all, seeking love.
>Each world extends from it, you can feel that now. Each blade of grass a memory, a recalled fancy. Jumbled together, conflicting and complimenting. Dreams and recollections and hopes dream together, crystallized. Grasping the primal matter and shaping it. You can feel things that are so familiar, you think back to the time that you and Ran shared, it feels like so long ago...
>Smash the dreams. Cultivate the hopes. Remember the need to disintegrate. Each cleaves to the other, the distinctions are lost and found and lost again. It is many, it is one, it must destroy, it must be loved.
>Busy outer world streets. The gems lost, substance lost. A stately try near the border, made sacred and forgotten.  Lives that never were, but not forgotten. The great destructor broken, yet still unable to fade. Worshiped but for a day, then forgotten.
>Something is watching! Something is here. Destroy it. Grab it before there is nothing to grab to! Love us! Break apart. Home! Extinguish it.

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[Kilgamayan]

> How can it be loved if it destroys all?

[Serela]

>It'd be best to put it out of it's misery. Uh... do we... have any ideas on how to do that? If we destabilized this world would it go down with it?

[Kilgamayan]

I would rather not destabilize everything until we have an escape plan.

[Serela]

I'm not saying do it now- just getting some information.

[Hello Purvis]

> How can it be loved if it destroys all?

>You don't know. You don't know that it knows.
>Flesh! Destroy. Form! Exalt! Break.
>A thousand, thousand borders stretch along its being, reaching in and out of space; clinging strongly to each other like countless tiny magnets. Woven into this land, into this space and time. So fragile and blind.
>Destroy. Praise! Remember! Destroy. Destroy. Form! Destroy.
>You can feel the tips of the its being, brushing against the universe. No wonder you were so lost, this space isn't part of reality at all. It reached and reached...and it found you. You who dwells upon the threshold, touched by that beyond the threshold. It will reach further and further, this you are sure of.

>It'd be best to put it out of it's misery. Uh... do we... have any ideas on how to do that? If we destabilized this world would it go down with it?

>There are so many borders within it, like a shapeless window of stained glass. Perhaps you could break them?

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[Kilgamayan]

> If this isn't reality, where it is? Inside the entity's mind? Inside our mind?

[Hello Purvis]

> If this isn't reality, where it is? Inside the entity's mind? Inside our mind?

>Outside the universe; grafted onto the edge of its coil. You can see the void within the field of fronds so clearly now... it truly was the void.

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[Kilgamayan]

> How would we go about breaking one of its borders?

[Hello Purvis]

> How would we go about breaking one of its borders?

>By and large, the way that you would any other border. It might be difficult for it to be precise or just break only one, but you want to believe you can do it, even in these kinds of conditions.

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[Kilgamayan]

> Let's do so, then. Only once, just to get its attention. (As self-destructive as that idea seems.)

[Hello Purvis]

> Let's do so, then. Only once, just to get its attention. (As self-destructive as that idea seems.)

>You break one of the barriers, but the feelings do not change.  It knows that you are here.

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