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"That would be a fair assumption."
"That would be a fair assumption."
"You don't," Asura answered honestly. He leaned against the side of the truck. "But if it makes you feel any better, you'd probably be dead already if our intent was to kill you."
The woman chuckled. "I don't think so." The light above the truck flickered, and in the flashing the shadow of massive wings swept across the garage. As soon as it had started, the flickering stopped. "Now, either tell me what you want or leave before I gut you like a fish."
Mike sighed. "Fair enough. You're the god here, Asura, I'll let you handle the sweet-talking."
Asura rolled his eyes and snapped his fingers, temporarily freezing the woman in place. "Look, we really don't know how we got here, or who you are. You can help us figure out what went wrong in our journey, or you can get out of the way."
Mike coughed. "Not exactly what I meant, but okay," he muttered. "Nice use of diplomacy."
(I have to go now, Mike'll be in stoic mode for the next hour-ish. Please don't kill him lol)
(We won't kill him lol) The light flickered again, and Pluto held a black and silver machete instead of a gun. "Alright first of all, you try that again and you'll get nothing but a blade in unpleasant places. Second of all, at least give me some names."
"I'm Asura, demon king of the realm Caligo. Me and Mike were trying to teleport to my temple, but something went wrong and it looks like we've ended up in a realm that I've never been to before, which means that I don't have the key to get out."
(I'mma have to vanish for like 30 minutes)
(Ok I'm back, sorry that took way longer than I thought) Pluto squinted at Asura. "Huh. Guess that makes a bit more sense. Explains the whole glowing smoke thing you've got going on. Different dimensions, huh? Been a while since anyone from outside the Alpha Timeline."
"Yeah. I don't usually like to leave my dimension, so this is out of my comfort zone." He played with his tie, looking at the girl with a bored expression. "What's your name?"
"Pluto," she answers, the sighs. "Come on in I guess, you're lucky I'm too tired for this crap. Word of warning, don't touch the truck again unless you like getting stabbed." She held the door open for them
(the sighs XD)
Asura chuckled, respectfully moving away from the truck and walking inside. "So… where did we end up? And what species are you?"
Pluto led them into the apartment, which was messy and a bit cramped. She started to make another cup of coffee. "Welcome to the Alpha Timeline, or Blackwash as it's more widely known. You've accidentally found the first dimension to ever be created before the multiverse became, well, a multiverse. The dimension is called Blackwash though to hide it. I'm basically the dimension's guardian angel, as ridiculous as that sounds. It might be important, but this dimension is ignored enough to leave it without a guardian. So I stepped up."
(I'm back, sorry for the wait)
"The first timeline? Huh." Mike leaned against the wall, his arms folded. "So far it reminds me a lot of Earth."
Pluto chuckled. "That's because it is Earth. The original Earth. Either of you want coffee? I make it a little strong, but it's not too bad."
Mike offered you a slight smile. "Thanks, but I try to avoid that stuff. So how's this original Earth different from other versions, exactly?"
"Well, it's really not that different. It's the same as a lot of dimensions in all honesty. It just has some stuff in it that other dimensions don't, like artifacts and such. Otherwise, it's more or less the same green grass, blue sky, and general bad stuff that comes with humans." She grabbed some whipped cream and a jar of cherries from the fridge
He laughed dryly at that. "Can't really argue with you there. So, excuse me if this is an insensitive question, but are you some kind of Hapbringer?"
Pluto frowned, holding the large mug of coffee now overflowing with whipped cream. "Sorry, a what now?"
"Hmm." He shook his head. "Never mind. You said you were a guardian angel, and I thought it might be the same thing. Back on our Earth, Hapbringers are a species that get confused with divine beings a lot."
(I have to go in about ten minutes unfortunately, and I'll be back in an hour–for real this time I hope)
(No problem man, probably gonna happen to me too) She shrugged. "Don't think I've ever visited your dimension before, so I wouldn't know if I would qualify as a… Hapbringer there. Might pay a visit sometime. Anyways, you sure you don't want coffee? You better make up your mind before the great Balthazar shows up. He will drink all of that pot once he does."
"I'm good, thanks. Stimulants make me tired and grumpy for some reason. Who's Balthazar?"
As soon as he asks, a tall teenager with bloodshot eyes stumbles into the kitchen. "The great Balthazar demands food! And caffeine! And maybe another blanket!" Pluto sighs and sets her coffee down. Instead of getting another mug, she just pours a ridiculous amount of creamer into the pot, mixes it, and hands it to him. "The great Balthazar needs to sleep, not caffeine. Seriously man, you're gonna break something falling over your own feet like this." She then reaches into the nearest cupboard and hands him a bag of cheetos and throws him a nearby blanket. "Go to sleep moron." He then stumbles back out of the kitchen
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