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[ A blip in the cosmos of the Genesis's Domain dives downwards into the stars, zooming around at light speed in search of something. ]

[ Looks like someone's home now. ]

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well this place is sure is a place what if I use a airhorn here

(air horn noises)

[ The sound of the airhorn echoes through the cosmos....... ]

[ ... Amidst the ambience, you can faintly feel a wave of exasperation washing over the stardust. As if a thousand poor souls were interrupted from important work once again. ]

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Oh, thanks! Hope you get better soon!

*the crow flies on back home, adjusting their fancy hat a bit after perching back on the sign*

[ As the crow flies out, Reika gives a small wave to the bird before the door (which was not previously there) closes behind them, shutting away the office before disappearing completely. ]

[ Now onward with your journey, little bird! ]

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Ah, grippy sock jail, I am familiar.

*the crow sighs*

If you overwork yourselves they're going to keep yall for longer. They can keep you for like a few weeks to a few years depending on how bad the situation is. Ya just gotta try and find ways to cope with your situation and take it slow. You've all got plenty of time now, after all, most gods are immortal until their world succumbs to Entropy from what I've heard... unless it's an elder god which changes some things-

Nevermind that, if you keep on working like this you WILL experience burnout. And, unlike what some people say, burnout is not just a temporary thing, it can take YEARS of rest to cure if it's bad enough. You need your rest, and that doesn't just mean sleep, that also means taking about an hour out of the day to just let your thoughts pass by and rest your mind.

... my apologies for the ramble.

*sigh* ... No, it's fine. You're right. And sorry for rambling on my end too.

[ The scarred breakdancer sat back in their seat, pulling themselves back up to the desk with a reluctant sigh. ]

We're all stressed over here, trying to keep the flows of the cycle turning. Trying to give souls more chances to live, busy fuckin' work apparently.

I just hope the rest of Us over at therapy get Their shit together. Especially that one robot. One hell of a freakout...

[ Afterwards, Reika picked up her pen... And then put her pen down and looked at the crow. ]

Oh yeah, you were trying to look for a way out right? Apparently one of us does come from one of the universes you're looking for, hivemind abilities really being handy right now. I'll change the scenery and let you go now, little guy.

[ With a single hand wave, the doorway that once showed nothing but the void suddenly turned to a visage of Bizville, right in front of the greeting sign to the city. ]

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Well, You should all take a break! Even in shifts, it is important to take ample breaks even for gods!

*the crow pulled out an old-looking book and put on a monocle*

From my studies and notes, eventually, if gods don't take enough breaks, they have the possibility of undergoing a process called FRAGMENTATION. It's basically the way a god can die, even elder gods can go through this process, and it's incredibly common in new gods!

In fact, if I remember correctly, I happened to have known an elder god that had a very catastrophic fragmentation! Their power was split into so many tiny peices that any attempts to reconstruct their collective soul... would end up just fragmenting again.

... ah, sorry!

*the crow closes their book*

I'm just really interested in mythology and the studies of gods throughout the ages!

[ Reika looks at the crow with wide eyes and raised brows, surprised at the knowledge the black bird has. But then, she nods tiredly and looks down at the papers around the room. ]

... *Sigh* yes.. I know, We all know that We're bound for a break soon but.. It's a bit complicated right now.

[ Reika leans back in her office chair, staring up at the bright ceiling light with exhaustion. ]

Like, yes! We'll go back to chilling at some point but there's just so many things that ended and need to happen and We're all not even here for it because We're stuck in some...

... Some stupid..... Therapy hospital...

[ Reika huffs and crosses her arms as she eventually trails off to talking about the Genesis's current state. ]

They're not going to let us go until they know that We're "stable" enough to not implode on ourselves. Like, okay. Fair. We didn't exactly happen on good terms but that doesn't mean we need to be monitored 24/7!

[ Says the stressed God fragment as she stands up from the chair in growing frustration, almost having a heart attack as she stables the almost-fallen stack of papers on the table. ]

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Well ya see, I've been going around to find some good old fun because... well...

The gossip around Bizville has been so BORING lately! It's been the same talk repeating every few months or weeks, something about the Icedagger then the Venomshank- then the ghostwalker then the firebrand and the windforce and then the darkheart and illumina-

And then it just starts AGAIN! It's BORING! I don't even usually listen to the gossip anymore because it's like. THE SAME! It's annoying.

So I decided to take a little trip and now I keep on finding myself in whack places like this!

*the crow seems a little bored and peeved.*

[ Reika sighs with understanding as she reaches to give the crow a few head scritches. ]

Sheesh, tell me about it man. Repetitive work is SO tiring sometimes, y'know? You see all this paperwork here?

[ She stands up, gesturing to the papers wildly. ]

I've had to deal with so much of this shit for the past.. What? 3, 4 weeks now? And I swear the piles just don't seem to end but I have to do this because all of Us aren't...

... Here.

[ Reika's expression goes a bit sour again as she brings up the rest of the Genesis again, sighing before slumping back in her chair, exhausted and grumbling to herself. ]

Hhhuuuughhhhh... This is a worse mess than that damned killing game I went in...

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Oh. Oh I'm LOST lost.

*the crow flew up to the figure*

Well, this is the first time I got this lost! I may have taken the wrong turn on my way back to bizville, hehe.

[ The figure merely Snickers in response, finding amusement in the crow. ]

Eh, it's fine! This place gets many different visitors daily so a new face here is all cool.

Let me start from the top: Hi! I'm one of the Genesis's many incarnations and consciences. Call me 'Reika' for now!

[ Reika gives the crow a cheeky smile during her introduction before continuing on. ]

Anyway, you said you needed to go to "Bizville"? I'm sorry, not sure if I exactly know a place like that... Well, maybe I don't, but another me could! WE are the Genesis, after all; Past, Present, Future all in one "God" title. Ha...

[ Reika seems to go off track for a moment, rambling slowly getting a bit reluctant before she regained herself. ]

Oh, I'm sorry. I'm probably going off again. Sorry about that, little guy. Anyway, what's your story?

[existence-incarnate]

*it goes up to the open door*

Helloooooo?

SLAM!!!

[ The echoing of the closing door echoes through as the room suddenly cuts to pitch black... And then, a voice. ]

I'm so sorry for that! This place you entered isn't exactly finished yet, so you're not supposed to be here. Hold on...

[ Suddenly, an open doorway appears behind the crow. Through the doorway, there looks to be a small room reminiscent to an office of sorts, papers stacked around the room while two larger stacks sit on an office table. ]

[ And at the office table, a contrasting figure sits slaving away. They're a teenager dressed in clothing reminiscent to streetwear, their skin and clothes covered in glowing blue scars of (currently) unknown origin. They look up from their paperwork, a little bit tired as they address the crow. ]

Have a seat, visitor. Welcome to the Genesis's Domain.

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Uh.

*it goes up to a random door*

[ The door handle doesn't even jingle as the crow tries to get it open. If fact, all of the doors... Don't really seem functional. Like they're welded shut to the walls or just decorational. ]

[ There seems to be an open one at the very end of the hallway though... ]

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Oh. Cool. I guess I'll go inside?

*insert crow opening the door inside somehow and going in*

[ The inside is a lot more expansive than the outside. A LOT more expansive. It looks like the inside of a museum, though there aren't any displays anywhere. Instead, there's a line of doors along the walls of the long corridor, and two stairs leading up to more doors. ]

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*spontaneous crow with a fancy hat!*

Woah, this place is cool. Wonder what's up with this.

(Ooc // no, this is not sayf, but it IS a crow that knows sayf. Anyways, woe, crow be apoun ye.)

[ The crow has stumbled upon what seems to be an odd building of sorts, unlabeled and vague in what it's for. This is one of the places in the Genesis's Domain. Perhaps THEIR resting quarters or a personal art project? ]

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Oh. Huh, funky place! Hello universe!!

[ Stardust and miracles swirl around you, a greeting back to you who has stumbled upon it. ]

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ah- hm… it was worth a shot-

[ The vast expanse is empty, but perhaps REACHING further will uncover something. After all, this Domain changes with its maker. Who knows what could await you here? ]

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ah- hello! To uh… everyone? It nice to see all of you again!

[ Silence... The Genesis has not heard your greeting just yet. Perhaps you haven't REACHED far enough yet... ]

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Oh? An interesting being.....

[ The Cosmic Expanse before the anon is a Domain. A God's Domain, belonging to THEM of Existence. Stars shine and burn, stardust twirling. ]

[ THEY are interesting, yes... ]

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ourple

[ You were placed into an area that is full of Purple. It tastes and smells like grapes... ]

[existence-incarnate]

[ ACCESS GRANTED ]

[ DO YOU WISH TO WITNESS EXISTENCE INCARNATE? ]

{[ REACH ... ]}

BLOG RULES:

BASIC DNI

NO GROSS OR INAPPROPRIATE ASKS

NO (permanently) KILLING THE CHARACTERS

M!AS ALLOWED, BUT CAN BE REJECTED IF I CHOOSE

Please follow the rules and enjoy!

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