Character:Altievia Solitaire\Current Events

Altievia Solitaire
"Please Authorize your access to the Sunderer's Anvil," the decidedly female but machine voice repeats.

Bravely I step forward Atavin watching me quietly. "I am Altievia Solitaire Chosen of Secrets, Agent of Fate."

There is a moment of silence, almost too long. "Altievia your Essence has been recognized. You may enter. She has been waiting."

I blink in surprise, "Who has?"

"The Sunderer, she seeks conflict, she desires conflict, and you will feed conflict to her. It is your destiny."

I frown, "I don't think I like that idea." Still if things were getting as bleak as I was lead to believe then there might be little choice. Though it would be funny for change if I hunted Cor. I turn to Atavin and nod to him as I enter the bleak room and walk cautiously to the large looking weapon. It was about my height, though strangely no more than half my slender width, and that blade looked sharp. It was completely black, gleaming in the wan light of the room. Against the hilt of the weapon was a gently glowing heartstone, and from the socket I could see mechanisms, but I am not sure for what. Taking a deep breath I grasp the hilt and suddenly I am not where I was.

It was a black place, pure darkness was all around me. It was neither warm or cold, and there was no wind, I floated in this place as if it were water. A voice breaks the silence of the place and I notice a woman, a mirror of me. "Altievia, child of Fate, we have finally met," she speaks softly.

"Y, yes, I guess."

"I am the Sunderer of Darkness, and you are my mistress."

I shrug, "Okay, but where are we, why aren't we at the Anvil?"

"But we are and yet we aren't. I am to show you a Future. Not a True future or one that cannot be avoided, but one that may happen. With Essence Users it is hard to tell."

"You sound like Asna Firstborn," I chuckle.

"Watch..."

Suddenly the darkness is gone, and we are over a place, I'm not sure of this place, but it looked bad off. Smoke and fires burned, a large city was decimated. But that wasn't what drew my eyes the most. Under it, around it, spreading for miles, was a hole, a black hole, but it wasn't a Shadowland. No this was different, this was... a breach in Creation. An opening into Malfeas, and it was huge, at its heart was something familiar, something I had been trained to find and use if the other methods couldn't work. The Calibration Gate. Fate, Causality, everything that made Creation was fraying and lives were being snuffed out in the millions.

"There is a 97% probability that this will happen. There is a 45% probability that the Yozi will notice the hole and escape. Creation is too weak to withstand a second Primordial War. We must go here and stop or correct the hole before it becomes this large."

"B, but how? Its too large for me alone!"

"Be calm you have the tools, and you have me. Together if nothing else we will cease conflict and drive it back into the darkness where we can Sunderer it. I am a weapon of War and a bringer of peace. You fix the strands, and strengthen the layers of the Tapestry. Our Enemies cannot hope to win now that we are together."

I smirk and cross my arms, "Very well. Together then. But I do think perhaps we should figure out which of the Essence Users below are allies and not enemies to Creation."

"Do not worry, that is for me to find and you to deal with."

I blink and I am standing with the surprisingly light yet large sword in my hands, Atavin watches me before turning to the way we had come in, again it motions me to follow. It looks like it was time to go and stop what was about to happen. I don't think I'm going to have too much fun. Though I was certainly learning all sorts of things. Will they be helpful in this uncertain future? Only I suppose Jupiter knew.