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Library of Souls
November 21-22nd, 2012
Prophecy? Thayne thought as he listened to the two Atlanteans speak their separate parts. Both seemed creepy in their own aspects, although having the name of Lucifer definitely didn't help any of it. The best thing about this dream (or whatever the hell this was) was the fact that he knew the majority of the people, or it was. Sooner than later, the 'prophecy,' along with a new tattoo (that he didn't feel form) to signify it, set them up as if they were in a contest. From what Thayne could tell of his surroundings, it seemed that the winner was the survivor. For the first time in his life, Thayne actually thought knowing more people was a bad thing. Sure, he hadn't seen half of them in a while, but the others he saw practically everyday. After the last week, he didn't really expect any of them to do much, but who knows when you're told something like this? What are the extremes that some people would go? He shivered at the thought of any of them trying to kill him. He couldn't help but hope going through the door would put space between them.
"Welcome to the Library of Souls, home of the Akashic Records!" Boomed a voice throughout the large, archaic room that Thayne walked into. He immediately began to look around the Library for the owner of the voice only to find a large, monkey-like beast with short black fur. It faces seemed to be featureless but for its bright orange slitted eyes and short horns. It had bright blue markings around its arms and legs. It looked almost as if it was a giant monkey. The creature crept towards him slowly before speaking once more in what seemed to be a telepathic fashion. "Or as many of you Erebokinetics call it, the Library of Shadows. Trust me halfling, this has nothing to do with your powers, but the sole fact that many believe this place to have insufficient lighting. You would think some of you would appreciate the time I've spent in adorning this Library."
Thayne attempted a smile at the creature, before looking around to see nothing but what you would actually expect in a library. There were the dozens of tall bookshelves, the various places to sit and read, and even the many patrons weaving between the aisles or sitting in the small areas. However, the patrons were what caught his surprise. They were shadowy, translucent in appearance. They all seemed to be in the shape of a human and yet they all lacked any identifying features. They moved around silently, although most seemed to be talking with the others. Many seemed to have ignored his arrival, while others appeared to be staring straight at him. Or maybe their backs are turned, Thayne thought to himself. What are they? What is the thing that introduced the Library?
"I am not a thing Mr. Clarke," Answered the creature next to him, its large feet taking a step closer. "I am a Lemurian. We are the original inhabitants of the place you call 'Earth'. The Atlanteans came long after us and were shortly followed by the Humans. As for these people, they are your predecessors. Each and every one of them is someone who has possessed your power,the manipulation of dark matter. Some of them died young, others old. Some of them were immensely powerful, others… Were not. They are here in order to be your mentors, as am I, and are fully open to any questions you may pose them. There is many of them and I'm sure you will want to hear their stories."
"Do you have a name?"
"Ah, wouldn't you want to know?" Answered the Lemurian. "My people did not possess such meaningless
titles before your Ancestors came. After that, I was known as Zaazenach, however to match these more modern times, I believe Zach would suit me. Now go off boy and learn what you can for now."
"But how exactly do I talk to them?" Thayne asked the creature hesitantly albeit he still attempted a smile. The large Lemurian was already a sight that would frighten most, let alone dozens of voiceless apparitions.
"Ah, I forget that you only see echoes. In time, these apparitions will begin to take on their original forms but for now you must rely on the books." Zaazenach pointed towards the shelves. "Look for the book labeled Nara. I believe that will be a great place for you to start."
Thayne thanked the Lemurian before making his way towards the shelves. Several of the apparitions turned to look at him as he walked by, seemingly eyeing him and his worth. They could be anyone, Thayne thought as made his way past them. Soldiers, butchers, parents, kids. Hell, there was probably a World Changer or two in the group. Shaking away the thoughts, the young man began to look at the shelves in his search for 'Nara.' Each shelf had its own book, complete with a single name on its cover, as well as various other trinkets. Thayne could only assume these were important items to the dead. He began looking through the names as he searched for 'Nara.'
It took awhile, but eventually the young man reached the 'n's. Nacar, Nagel, Nanning, Thayne read as he looked, only stopping when he reached the one he was looking for. The shelf seemed to be less decorated than the rest, its only occupants being the dark plain book and one brown-colored felt boater hat. Thayne couldn't tell if that was a good thing or not. Nonetheless, he picked up the small tome. He had no idea how using the book would help him talk to the apparition of Nara, but it probably had something to do with reading it, right? Of course, that's too easy, he thought as he opened the blank book. He stared in surprise as he flipped through the white pages. How were these books supposed to help him?
"I hope you don't quit that easily," said a smooth feminine voice. Thayne immediately looked to his sides, only to see the voiceless echoes walk back and forth. Did one of them make the voice? "Look down Thayne."
Thayne did as he was told, only to see a woman's head rest atop the pages. Thayne jumped back in surprise, dropping the book as any sane person would. He watched as the woman took a step towards him, her form solidifying as she did. She was young, although a bit older than he was. She had a smooth complexion and pretty brown eyes. Her shoulder-length, wavy black hair framed her face. As for her outfit, Thayne could only compare it to 1920s cocktail dress, its black decorative lace being its main focal point. "It's not nice to react to a lady that way," the woman said with a smile.
"I… I'm sorry," Thayne apologized. "I just didn't expect you to come out of the book."
"Well, that's because we technically don't. I kinda wanted to play a joke on you." She gave another smile and crossed her arms, taking the time to look Thayne up and down.She focused on his face for a moment before continuing. "Ya know, you have the same expression on your face as the rest did. I've known several of you 'World Changers' and every single one of you seems so confused in the beginning. I guess it's a reasonable look though." She seemed to stress the World Changers part with sarcasm, her obvious doubts seemingly leaving an echo.
"What do you mean you've known several World Changers," asked Thayne curiously. "Were you one?"
"Me? Oh, of course not. I just knew the ones that were alive during my generation as well as the one that came before you, although he didn't last long if I remember right…"
Thayne frowned for a moment, not wanting to hear that one of his predecessors had failed. Of course, they weren't him. but that still didn't help the situation. "Who are you?"
"You're a very curious boy, aren't you Thayne?" She seemed to make it a point to use his name. "I'm Shika Nara and obviously, I'm your predecessor and thus a user of your unique Atlantean ability. For all intents and purposes, I will be your teacher. However, I think our time tonight has come to an end." As if on command, the girl slowly faded into her apparition state.
"But, I still have quest-" Thayne started to say before a tugging feeling took a hold of him. In a matter of seconds, Thayne awoke in his bed. Part of him hoped everything had been just been a dream. The first thought to prove it was the tattoo. Immediately, Thayne moved towards the bathroom. Flicking on the light, he scanned his body, easily finding the new intricate design. There the large tattoo started off around his navel, making its way around his stomach almost in the same fashion in the one on his back. It was something he could hide, or at least from most people.
Thayne left his room, quietly making his way through the hall and down the stairs . Hopefully, one of the others are open to talking about this, he thought. He turned the corner and stopped dead in his tracks. At first, he thought Del may have had the same thought as him. Unfortunately, the gun in her hand said otherwise. Thayne took a step back, making sure not to catch her attention before going back to his room. He should have expected her to be the one that would go bat-sh*t crazy.
Prophecy? Thayne thought as he listened to the two Atlanteans speak their separate parts. Both seemed creepy in their own aspects, although having the name of Lucifer definitely didn't help any of it. The best thing about this dream (or whatever the hell this was) was the fact that he knew the majority of the people, or it was. Sooner than later, the 'prophecy,' along with a new tattoo (that he didn't feel form) to signify it, set them up as if they were in a contest. From what Thayne could tell of his surroundings, it seemed that the winner was the survivor. For the first time in his life, Thayne actually thought knowing more people was a bad thing. Sure, he hadn't seen half of them in a while, but the others he saw practically everyday. After the last week, he didn't really expect any of them to do much, but who knows when you're told something like this? What are the extremes that some people would go? He shivered at the thought of any of them trying to kill him. He couldn't help but hope going through the door would put space between them.
"Welcome to the Library of Souls, home of the Akashic Records!" Boomed a voice throughout the large, archaic room that Thayne walked into. He immediately began to look around the Library for the owner of the voice only to find a large, monkey-like beast with short black fur. It faces seemed to be featureless but for its bright orange slitted eyes and short horns. It had bright blue markings around its arms and legs. It looked almost as if it was a giant monkey. The creature crept towards him slowly before speaking once more in what seemed to be a telepathic fashion. "Or as many of you Erebokinetics call it, the Library of Shadows. Trust me halfling, this has nothing to do with your powers, but the sole fact that many believe this place to have insufficient lighting. You would think some of you would appreciate the time I've spent in adorning this Library."
Thayne attempted a smile at the creature, before looking around to see nothing but what you would actually expect in a library. There were the dozens of tall bookshelves, the various places to sit and read, and even the many patrons weaving between the aisles or sitting in the small areas. However, the patrons were what caught his surprise. They were shadowy, translucent in appearance. They all seemed to be in the shape of a human and yet they all lacked any identifying features. They moved around silently, although most seemed to be talking with the others. Many seemed to have ignored his arrival, while others appeared to be staring straight at him. Or maybe their backs are turned, Thayne thought to himself. What are they? What is the thing that introduced the Library?
"I am not a thing Mr. Clarke," Answered the creature next to him, its large feet taking a step closer. "I am a Lemurian. We are the original inhabitants of the place you call 'Earth'. The Atlanteans came long after us and were shortly followed by the Humans. As for these people, they are your predecessors. Each and every one of them is someone who has possessed your power,the manipulation of dark matter. Some of them died young, others old. Some of them were immensely powerful, others… Were not. They are here in order to be your mentors, as am I, and are fully open to any questions you may pose them. There is many of them and I'm sure you will want to hear their stories."
"Do you have a name?"
"Ah, wouldn't you want to know?" Answered the Lemurian. "My people did not possess such meaningless
titles before your Ancestors came. After that, I was known as Zaazenach, however to match these more modern times, I believe Zach would suit me. Now go off boy and learn what you can for now."
"But how exactly do I talk to them?" Thayne asked the creature hesitantly albeit he still attempted a smile. The large Lemurian was already a sight that would frighten most, let alone dozens of voiceless apparitions.
"Ah, I forget that you only see echoes. In time, these apparitions will begin to take on their original forms but for now you must rely on the books." Zaazenach pointed towards the shelves. "Look for the book labeled Nara. I believe that will be a great place for you to start."
Thayne thanked the Lemurian before making his way towards the shelves. Several of the apparitions turned to look at him as he walked by, seemingly eyeing him and his worth. They could be anyone, Thayne thought as made his way past them. Soldiers, butchers, parents, kids. Hell, there was probably a World Changer or two in the group. Shaking away the thoughts, the young man began to look at the shelves in his search for 'Nara.' Each shelf had its own book, complete with a single name on its cover, as well as various other trinkets. Thayne could only assume these were important items to the dead. He began looking through the names as he searched for 'Nara.'
It took awhile, but eventually the young man reached the 'n's. Nacar, Nagel, Nanning, Thayne read as he looked, only stopping when he reached the one he was looking for. The shelf seemed to be less decorated than the rest, its only occupants being the dark plain book and one brown-colored felt boater hat. Thayne couldn't tell if that was a good thing or not. Nonetheless, he picked up the small tome. He had no idea how using the book would help him talk to the apparition of Nara, but it probably had something to do with reading it, right? Of course, that's too easy, he thought as he opened the blank book. He stared in surprise as he flipped through the white pages. How were these books supposed to help him?
"I hope you don't quit that easily," said a smooth feminine voice. Thayne immediately looked to his sides, only to see the voiceless echoes walk back and forth. Did one of them make the voice? "Look down Thayne."
Thayne did as he was told, only to see a woman's head rest atop the pages. Thayne jumped back in surprise, dropping the book as any sane person would. He watched as the woman took a step towards him, her form solidifying as she did. She was young, although a bit older than he was. She had a smooth complexion and pretty brown eyes. Her shoulder-length, wavy black hair framed her face. As for her outfit, Thayne could only compare it to 1920s cocktail dress, its black decorative lace being its main focal point. "It's not nice to react to a lady that way," the woman said with a smile.
"I… I'm sorry," Thayne apologized. "I just didn't expect you to come out of the book."
"Well, that's because we technically don't. I kinda wanted to play a joke on you." She gave another smile and crossed her arms, taking the time to look Thayne up and down.She focused on his face for a moment before continuing. "Ya know, you have the same expression on your face as the rest did. I've known several of you 'World Changers' and every single one of you seems so confused in the beginning. I guess it's a reasonable look though." She seemed to stress the World Changers part with sarcasm, her obvious doubts seemingly leaving an echo.
"What do you mean you've known several World Changers," asked Thayne curiously. "Were you one?"
"Me? Oh, of course not. I just knew the ones that were alive during my generation as well as the one that came before you, although he didn't last long if I remember right…"
Thayne frowned for a moment, not wanting to hear that one of his predecessors had failed. Of course, they weren't him. but that still didn't help the situation. "Who are you?"
"You're a very curious boy, aren't you Thayne?" She seemed to make it a point to use his name. "I'm Shika Nara and obviously, I'm your predecessor and thus a user of your unique Atlantean ability. For all intents and purposes, I will be your teacher. However, I think our time tonight has come to an end." As if on command, the girl slowly faded into her apparition state.
"But, I still have quest-" Thayne started to say before a tugging feeling took a hold of him. In a matter of seconds, Thayne awoke in his bed. Part of him hoped everything had been just been a dream. The first thought to prove it was the tattoo. Immediately, Thayne moved towards the bathroom. Flicking on the light, he scanned his body, easily finding the new intricate design. There the large tattoo started off around his navel, making its way around his stomach almost in the same fashion in the one on his back. It was something he could hide, or at least from most people.
Thayne left his room, quietly making his way through the hall and down the stairs . Hopefully, one of the others are open to talking about this, he thought. He turned the corner and stopped dead in his tracks. At first, he thought Del may have had the same thought as him. Unfortunately, the gun in her hand said otherwise. Thayne took a step back, making sure not to catch her attention before going back to his room. He should have expected her to be the one that would go bat-sh*t crazy.
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