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unprophesied_of_ages) wrote2015-01-15 11:18 pm
unprophesied_of_ages) wrote2015-01-15 11:18 pm
A forest that was not there yesterday
The Lord Ruler is in his palace, when he sees a sight he hasn't seen in centuries. Trees, sunlight...is he hallucinating? The fact that there's a forest in his living room isn't the surprising part. The fact that there's a forest on his planet is. As soon as he walks through the door to where his living room isn't, it's definitely not a hallucination.
His stores of Allomantic metals abruptly disappear. They're still physically there, but the power is completely gone. He immediately turns to go back, only to see more forest.
At least his Feruchemy still works—he can tell because he's still alive—but that won't last him forever. He only has so much stored youth, and without both sets of abilities he can't replenish it. He hasn't been in so much danger since the beheading that one time. Returning to Scadrial is the highest and currently only priority. If spontaneous forests are a thing, he needs to find someone who can explain them and more importantly how to get back.
The next few hours are spent walking in an essentially randomly chosen direction, with the sun to his right. He's quite certain that suns are supposed to be moving across the sky, but that's not a pressing emergency. He already knew he wasn't on his own planet when he saw proper trees and plants instead of ash-covered monstrosities. Whenever he calls out, nobody responds. If it's an empty spontaneous forest, he's probably doomed.
After some time, he hears his stomach growl. He hasn't seen much that looks edible, but possibly that's just because he's not used to real plants. Berries. Berries used to exist. Those berries look tasty, and if they're poisonous it's not like he needs to worry about it. As always, he has a truly ridiculous amount of stored health in his gold jewelry. Tapping gold just in case, he eats a handful.
His stores of Allomantic metals abruptly disappear. They're still physically there, but the power is completely gone. He immediately turns to go back, only to see more forest.
At least his Feruchemy still works—he can tell because he's still alive—but that won't last him forever. He only has so much stored youth, and without both sets of abilities he can't replenish it. He hasn't been in so much danger since the beheading that one time. Returning to Scadrial is the highest and currently only priority. If spontaneous forests are a thing, he needs to find someone who can explain them and more importantly how to get back.
The next few hours are spent walking in an essentially randomly chosen direction, with the sun to his right. He's quite certain that suns are supposed to be moving across the sky, but that's not a pressing emergency. He already knew he wasn't on his own planet when he saw proper trees and plants instead of ash-covered monstrosities. Whenever he calls out, nobody responds. If it's an empty spontaneous forest, he's probably doomed.
After some time, he hears his stomach growl. He hasn't seen much that looks edible, but possibly that's just because he's not used to real plants. Berries. Berries used to exist. Those berries look tasty, and if they're poisonous it's not like he needs to worry about it. As always, he has a truly ridiculous amount of stored health in his gold jewelry. Tapping gold just in case, he eats a handful.
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He makes that one surprised face and goes, "wuh?" At least to the extent permitted by the order.
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"Obey Promise as if she were your master," continues Yellow.
And Ruin has a job to do now, too.
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It rips out all those (and only those, for which Promise is to blame) pieces of Alendi's soul that give him Allomancy and Feruchemy. It even removes his Hemalurgic spikes, and offers those to Promise.
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"With the caveat that you may enforce no orders, trigger no prearranged contingencies, tell no lies of commission or omission, and achieve no volume that could conceivably attract attention from anyone who is currently unable or unwilling to act in my interests over yours," says Promise, "you may speak."
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He's visibly aging again.
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"Clearly." She stalks forward. "So. What did you do, and why did you do it, starting from whatever you think will be most interesting to me?"
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I brought some materials over that I thought would be useful. Nothing more important than atium, though.
I created some lerasium.
I replaced every plant I could see—which was quite a lot—with an identical one. I'll have virtually everyone as a vassal soon.
I remade things from old Scadrial. Especially the fluffy animals."
Damn this completeness order.
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The lerasium isn't hidden yet. You can find it in a drawer to my right."
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"Nope. I got nothing. There is absolutely no reason you shouldn't kill me."
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She is still Promise.
"I'll give you a couple of minutes in case you think of something."
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He doesn't expect it to work.
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She shakes her head.
"Kill him," she whispers.
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She gets some helpers and digs up Arcane and turns him back into himself and holds him and cries on him until she is done.
She decides how she wants to word her terraforming order. She delivers it. The superfluous fluffy animals are released onto a planet much like their own original one to do whatever it is fluffy animals do.
And Promise gets back to the business of being the most powerful person in two universes.
Uncontested.