05-27-2018, 05:52 AM
In the middle of someplace, a little girl found herself staring at cracked marble.
Even from a sitting position - which the butterfly fairy realized she was in - she saw that the fountain, though derelict and ravaged in vines, had a texture as pristine as the clear water that spewed forth. The liquid escaped through the cracks to form little rivulets, nurturing green grass and flowers of all kinds in its path. To her, the sight of nature in this “Omniverse” was comforting, almost beautiful, really. However, the image could not be fully appreciated, for her eyes watched the greenery give way to cruel, white nothingness.
Confused and quite disoriented, the girl tried to find her bearings.
Eternity swayed her head left and right, but the fairy could not make anything of the pale expanse. Where she was, the fountain, looked to be the only consolation in a thousand, perhaps even a million steps. There was no road to take. No wildlife nor vegetation. Not even a stranger who could show her the way around. The white lands were completely devoid of… almost anything, really, save for this patch of grass and a few specks on the horizon.
Unfortunately, she was lost.
After a tedious search, Eternity finally lowered her head, as if in defeat. “I really hope this is just some weird dream…” she said, hands scratching her already-ruffled cyan hair. She got by in Gensokyo just going with the flow, content with riding the waves of everybody in their big yet small world. However, the Omniverse, and in some way the god that visited her, seemed to be explaining that the fairy would have to ride her own waves.
The girl stood up and walked to the fountain of life, as if it held some deep, dark secret.
As she pondered about this new world, Eternity leaned slightly over the basin. Her hands cupped the clear pool of water, before splashing it onto her face. As the water dripped, she admired its refreshing coolness, a nice contrast to the overwhelming events these past… minutes? Hours? How much time had really elapsed, she didn’t know. The words of Omni echoed relentlessly in her mind, like she was trying to decipher some demonic book with an enigmatic code. “Just think of what I desire most…”
…
For some reason, her mind came to a sunflower. Why a sunflower of all things?! She doesn’t even need a sunflower, much less desire it! There were so many other things she could have come up with... Either way, the fairy thought it useless to fuss over. Her main goal is to figure out what this Omnilium can really do. If it didn’t work, it was worth a try. She quietly focused, retaining every detail of the large yellow flower in her thoughts. In a short while, it started to feel like something wanted to escape, to lurch out of her form. She held her hand out.
To the little girl’s surprise, the familiar prismic substance began to emerge!
The curious butterfly watched with awe as glittering, rainbow-like Omnilium began to trickle from her fingers, coagulating into a floating mass. Her wings fluttered with excitement. This power truly is amazing! Even a fairy could realize the new horizons such an ability would have; the power to create. The substance slowly, yet surely, morphed into the very thing she had imagined. One side lengthened to form a long stem, the other side began to bud out and form the shape of petals. Before long, her hands were feeling a true-to-life sunflower, as if she had just plucked one straight from the Garden of the Sun.
In the end, the girl realized that if there were others exactly like her…
If Eternity had not been at awe with the power of a god before, then she definitely is now. After snapping out of her reverie, the fairy discovered that one could also break down things into Omnilium, reserving it for much grander uses in this world. Once more, she glanced around the lands. The fountain, the grass, the blank space, the specks on the horizon. It felt like an eternity had passed, yet everything remained in its static place. Nevertheless, the girl had a new appreciation for this universe. Limitless potential, infinite possibility. The Omniverse really can be shaped by the wishes of those within it.
...then she would be grateful to see the world they had created.
There were eight black dots. From this far, they could be anything. Grand civilizations, gateways to new worlds, magnificents creations of a powerful god, perhaps even of those who came before the fairy. This mix of curiosity and wonder filled her with the resolve to move forward. She hoped that the people summoned by Omni would be welcoming of her presence. Perhaps, even some of those she knows might be in this world. No matter how small the chance, she childishly held onto that pleasant wish. Fairies are just children, after all.
It was time to make her own waves in this world.
The girl stretched out her arms, her wings flittering with energy in preparation for the long haul. “If nobody’s coming to me, then I’ll be the one to come to them!” In one beat, she was flying at incredible speed, dashing towards a black speck she had randomly picked.
With a newfound fervor, the midsummer fairy began her journey in this strange dream; the Omniverse.
Even from a sitting position - which the butterfly fairy realized she was in - she saw that the fountain, though derelict and ravaged in vines, had a texture as pristine as the clear water that spewed forth. The liquid escaped through the cracks to form little rivulets, nurturing green grass and flowers of all kinds in its path. To her, the sight of nature in this “Omniverse” was comforting, almost beautiful, really. However, the image could not be fully appreciated, for her eyes watched the greenery give way to cruel, white nothingness.
Confused and quite disoriented, the girl tried to find her bearings.
Eternity swayed her head left and right, but the fairy could not make anything of the pale expanse. Where she was, the fountain, looked to be the only consolation in a thousand, perhaps even a million steps. There was no road to take. No wildlife nor vegetation. Not even a stranger who could show her the way around. The white lands were completely devoid of… almost anything, really, save for this patch of grass and a few specks on the horizon.
Unfortunately, she was lost.
After a tedious search, Eternity finally lowered her head, as if in defeat. “I really hope this is just some weird dream…” she said, hands scratching her already-ruffled cyan hair. She got by in Gensokyo just going with the flow, content with riding the waves of everybody in their big yet small world. However, the Omniverse, and in some way the god that visited her, seemed to be explaining that the fairy would have to ride her own waves.
The girl stood up and walked to the fountain of life, as if it held some deep, dark secret.
As she pondered about this new world, Eternity leaned slightly over the basin. Her hands cupped the clear pool of water, before splashing it onto her face. As the water dripped, she admired its refreshing coolness, a nice contrast to the overwhelming events these past… minutes? Hours? How much time had really elapsed, she didn’t know. The words of Omni echoed relentlessly in her mind, like she was trying to decipher some demonic book with an enigmatic code. “Just think of what I desire most…”
…
For some reason, her mind came to a sunflower. Why a sunflower of all things?! She doesn’t even need a sunflower, much less desire it! There were so many other things she could have come up with... Either way, the fairy thought it useless to fuss over. Her main goal is to figure out what this Omnilium can really do. If it didn’t work, it was worth a try. She quietly focused, retaining every detail of the large yellow flower in her thoughts. In a short while, it started to feel like something wanted to escape, to lurch out of her form. She held her hand out.
To the little girl’s surprise, the familiar prismic substance began to emerge!
The curious butterfly watched with awe as glittering, rainbow-like Omnilium began to trickle from her fingers, coagulating into a floating mass. Her wings fluttered with excitement. This power truly is amazing! Even a fairy could realize the new horizons such an ability would have; the power to create. The substance slowly, yet surely, morphed into the very thing she had imagined. One side lengthened to form a long stem, the other side began to bud out and form the shape of petals. Before long, her hands were feeling a true-to-life sunflower, as if she had just plucked one straight from the Garden of the Sun.
In the end, the girl realized that if there were others exactly like her…
If Eternity had not been at awe with the power of a god before, then she definitely is now. After snapping out of her reverie, the fairy discovered that one could also break down things into Omnilium, reserving it for much grander uses in this world. Once more, she glanced around the lands. The fountain, the grass, the blank space, the specks on the horizon. It felt like an eternity had passed, yet everything remained in its static place. Nevertheless, the girl had a new appreciation for this universe. Limitless potential, infinite possibility. The Omniverse really can be shaped by the wishes of those within it.
...then she would be grateful to see the world they had created.
There were eight black dots. From this far, they could be anything. Grand civilizations, gateways to new worlds, magnificents creations of a powerful god, perhaps even of those who came before the fairy. This mix of curiosity and wonder filled her with the resolve to move forward. She hoped that the people summoned by Omni would be welcoming of her presence. Perhaps, even some of those she knows might be in this world. No matter how small the chance, she childishly held onto that pleasant wish. Fairies are just children, after all.
It was time to make her own waves in this world.
The girl stretched out her arms, her wings flittering with energy in preparation for the long haul. “If nobody’s coming to me, then I’ll be the one to come to them!” In one beat, she was flying at incredible speed, dashing towards a black speck she had randomly picked.
With a newfound fervor, the midsummer fairy began her journey in this strange dream; the Omniverse.