He doesn't exist in this continuity, just Tim Drake

Except Teen Titans' Robin is Dick Grayson(who (usually) acts like Jason and looks like Tim. Also has sword, so a little Damian). Also:

One intrepid child, his plans to steal the tires off the Batmobile on hold in the face of watching Batman be abducted by the three ugliest creatures he ever saw, could do little but stare in awe and confusion...

Before picking up his tire iron and hurrying back to where he saw the expensive black car parked with nobody to watch over it.
 
Regardless, it follows a logical chain of events but it was said for the sake of sassing Batman. Like pretty much half of everything else that Alchemist said throughout the exchange.
Ultimately, 'most of the regular henchmen have economic reasons for being where they are in life' is probably true, even if 'Batman is personally meaningfully responsible for a meaningful percentage of them' is not.
 
Most gods don't really have 'Oversouls', nor can all realities sustain one.

DC is a fun little petri dish because it's sealed up. It's hard for outsiders to get in, and hard for insiders to get out. That allows for otherwise small fish to grow a bit above their normal weight class.

Other universes which have distinct oversoul deities would be The Elder Scrolls and the Shin Megami Tensei series.

Uhh... I'm probably not explaining this very well.

Think of the extra-planar non-dimensional space as the deep ocean. Some 'realities' float above the deep spots, where larger entities can grow, and are directly impacted by them. Many other realities are conjoined like continents and so have an upper...

That kind of falls apart.

I can get where you're coming from in disliking certain themes, topics and tropes. I just dropped a story because a notably 'hardened' character went incredibly and uncharacteristically sappy over a topic to which her previous responses could be boiled down to 'Live with it and get over it, or don't and don't'.

And Oversouls are mechanically difficult, both to write and to properly conceptualize. Trying to work that into a character, especially one like Lucifer, can be frustrating and I'm never quite sure if I've done it right, or even if I've done it well.
I, personally, would just scrap the Oversoul concept entirely, and just tie the Gods to a domain that they can share and communicate through with their counterparts, both within their native universe and out in the greater multiverse, rather than tying them to an oversoul.

And honestly, my issues came to a head back when you first showed Lucifer's perspective, because that chapter basically crashed head first into the issues I have with the whole Oversoul concept, specifically, the issue of Varying Depictions. Settings like Highschool DxD and God of War fundamentally break with the concept of Oversouls. Even Chaos being the Primordial Beginning of All Things runs into the same issues when you take into account settings such as the Elder Scrolls (where the embodiment of Chaos came into existence from the Nothing that came before, along side the embodiment of Order), even if to a lesser degree due to less screentime over all.

TL;DR Making every version of a character the same character kinda falls apart. Better to leave them as separate character that live separate lives in separate universes that can maybe sometimes communicate with each other through their Domain if they're lucky.

An Oversoul concept is a lot of the time separated from traditional morality in the first place.

Like fae and their blue-orange morality, sometimes an Oversoul can support different versions having different moralities simply because of the fact that as fundamental objects of existence they are above morality in its entirety.

Note this is not the case for all or even most mythos, some (like DC) have cosmological constants for Good and Evil, but a good number of universes have Oversouls with no problem despite contradicting alignments.
I'm not talking about good and evil, I'm talking about contradictory goals between versions of a character. In Helltaker, Lucifer literally values pancakes above ruling over Hell, in DxD, Lucifer is just straight up dead. These characters can not work within the framework that the concept of an Oversoul puts them in.
 
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I'm not talking about good and evil, I'm talking about contradictory goals between versions of a character. In Helltaker, Lucifer literally values pancakes above ruling over Hell, in DxD, Lucifer is just straight up dead. These characters can not work within the framework that the concept of an Oversoul puts them in.

Lucifer not caring about running hell isn't some random one off, DC's would rather run a piano bar, Hazbin Hotel's is grappling with depression over his fall and making rubber ducks. In SMT if Lucifer's manifestation is killed or otherwise defeated in a reality he takes that as a choice by its inhabitants to reject him and his ideas and respects it.

You're framing things in isolation and saying they're running at cross purposes rather than engaging with the core conceit that they're all manifestations of one being and therefore the actions of one can be used to interpret the actions of another.
 
Lucifer not caring about running hell isn't some random one off, DC's would rather run a piano bar, Hazbin Hotel's is grappling with depression over his fall and making rubber ducks. In SMT if Lucifer's manifestation is killed or otherwise defeated in a reality he takes that as a choice by its inhabitants to reject him and his ideas and respects it.

You're framing things in isolation and saying they're running at cross purposes rather than engaging with the core conceit that they're all manifestations of one being and therefore the actions of one can be used to interpret the actions of another.
And in DxD, Lucifer went to full war against Heaven and God, leading to a mutual double kill.

There are similarities among many variations of the same character, but they are not universally compatible. They're all Lucifers, they all Fall from Heaven, but they fundamentally do not work with the concept of an Oversoul tying them all into a single entity. It fell apart even harder literally as soon as you brought up Hazbin Hotel's variant.

Lucifer in Helltaker is not depressed, nor would she sacrifice herself just to stick it to God, she doesn't care nearly enough for that; She is apathetic to her Fall.
Lucifer in Hazbin Hotel is depressed, because he put a lot more stock in being one of God's Angels; He is deeply affected by his Fall.
Lucifer in DxD despised God to the point of going for a mutual killing; whether his fury caused his Fall, or his Fall caused his hatred.

None of these characters have anything to reconcile their differences beyond all of them being Lucifers. The reason they Fall is different, how they're affected by their Fall is different, their very goals and aspirations are not compatible.

Despite what people say about the fey and Eldritch Entities having Blue/Orange morality instead of Black/White morality like humans do, humans rarely have Black/White morality either. Some people will actually kill you if they think that you're a threat to their peace (eg the French Civil War and how guillotine-happy they were near the end), some people genuinely believe that a life of safety and comfort for the people around them is but a prayer away and do nothing to actually help besides that, others will believe you to be a fool if you're not looking out for number 1, yet others will think they're stupid for crushing the very people making their company's products under their shiny leather boots.

"Blue/Orange vs Black/White" is just shorthand for people that don't understand how people work. Nothing does shit without reason, even if the reasoning makes no sense to you. People in Asia will trade for bull testicles for their "restorative properties", while Europeans will call them weird as they drink mercury out of lead cups in search of "immortality", meanwhile over in Central America, the Aztecs are looking at both of them like idiots as they break their backs sacrificing their children to make sure that the sun returns in the morning.

Now imagine that all of them were right, but they're all actually woodland forest spirits with little connection to the human "world" and even less understanding (because we don't know how things actually work, at least, from their point of view), and suddenly you have those exact same "Blue/Orange morality" having fae.
Edit: or at least an equivalent of them.
 
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And in DxD, Lucifer went to full war against Heaven and God, leading to a mutual double kill.

There are similarities among many variations of the same character, but they are not universally compatible. They're all Lucifers, they all Fall from Heaven, but they fundamentally do not work with the concept of an Oversoul tying them all into a single entity. It fell apart even harder literally as soon as you brought up Hazbin Hotel's variant.

Lucifer in Helltaker is not depressed, nor would she sacrifice herself just to stick it to God, she doesn't care nearly enough for that; She is apathetic to her Fall.
Lucifer in Hazbin Hotel is depressed, because he put a lot more stock in being one of God's Angels; He is deeply affected by his Fall.
Lucifer in DxD despised God to the point of going for a mutual killing; whether his fury caused his Fall, or his Fall caused his hatred.

None of these characters have anything to reconcile their differences beyond all of them being Lucifers. The reason they Fall is different, how they're affected by their Fall is different, their very goals and aspirations are not compatible.

Despite what people say about the fey and Eldritch Entities having Blue/Orange morality instead of Black/White morality like humans do, humans rarely have Black/White morality either. Some people will actually kill you if they think that you're a threat to their peace (eg the French Civil War and how guillotine-happy they were near the end), some people genuinely believe that a life of safety and comfort for the people around them is but a prayer away and do nothing to actually help besides that, others will believe you to be a fool if you're not looking out for number 1, yet others will think they're stupid for crushing the very people making their company's products under their shiny leather boots.

"Blue/Orange vs Black/White" is just shorthand for people that don't understand how people work. Nothing does shit without reason, even if the reasoning makes no sense to you. People in Asia will trade for bull testicles for their "restorative properties", while Europeans will call them weird as they drink mercury out of lead cups in search of "immortality", meanwhile over in Central America, the Aztecs are looking at both of them like idiots as they break their backs sacrificing their children to make sure that the sun returns in the morning.

Now imagine that all of them were right, but they're all actually woodland forest spirits with little connection to the human "world" and even less understanding (because we don't know how things actually work, at least, from their point of view), and suddenly you have those exact same "Blue/Orange morality" having fae.
Well, that's a belief vs fact thing going on that you're ignoring, too.
You're positing that the lucifer in each world should be exactly the same with the same goals, when a better analogy is that they are all different aspects of the much greater Lucifer playing out ALL the different hopes, dreams, aspirations and goals of their oversoul across many different realities.
You're basically talking of a non-finite and unrestricted consciousness in mortal, finite terms, which I find... pretty jarring, actually.
As for your examples, IF drinking quicksilver from lead cups could make you immortal, people would do it. Blue/orange morality is about things that are jarring, may be true, but so outlandish that we can't wrap our heads around it. If wearing blue and orange together hastens the end of the universe, it's a great evil... but we can't comprehend that truth, so it looks like a mere belief instead of a fact.
If it's a habit of a species that deeds and goals are based on truths or beliefs we don't understand, that's blue and orange, 'good' and 'evil' (Black/white) don't come into things, especially if the blue and the orange are MORE IMPORTANT than good and evil, rather than subordinate to it.
 
Also consider a situation like the movie Inside Out. You have all of these facets of one person. Some are similar, others are very different, and yet they're all parts of a greater whole.
 
I somewhat view the idea of an oversoul, or else levels of an oversoul, as being similar in appearance to a pyramid scheme.

The bottom rung avatar of a god or equivalent entity, one that has no awareness of the greater whole of the multiverse or its place in it, would believe itself to be the complete Odin or Ramuh or maybe even Lucifer simply because they're not capable of comprehending that higher levels exists.

The next level up would be the ones that exist in multiverses wherein they know it's a multiverse. Key examples of this would be Final Fantasy XIV, NieR, Shin Megami Tensei and DC or Marvel. The gods of these worlds know that there are foreign iterations of themselves that draw from the same theological source but might have manifested differently. These are still independent individuals and might even work at cross purposes or possibly be willing to harm or sacrifice the lesser manifestation of themselves in pursuit of a greater goal.

See Alchemist being tasked by a higher tier of Odin to interfere in the machinations of a lesser Odin to re-create Norn, Goddess of Creation in the Valkyrie Profile universe.

Sometimes, these drastic differences in personification are brought about by a mortal taking on the mantle of a god. In time, they will become that god but, if compared to a pure sample, would still be noticeably different.

So, in function, every 'node' of the pyramid is a unique individual. They should have similarities, in history, experience or personality, but that does not mean that they would all be the same as each other.

Otherwise, what would be the point of exploring the multiverse? If everyone is the same, then it's not really infinite in potential or variety.
 
I see mention of Norn in Valkyrie, My mind goes Oh! My Goddess Belldandy, Urd & Skuld.

Can that happen?

Also reminded of a Belldandy hunting a Spawn.
 
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I'll be honest, your arguments feel disingenuous.

Holding complicated competing and sometimes contradictory views is something humans can do, let alone multiversal entities. You're saying that because some instances of a being act in different ways they must exist in a vacuum, rather than even bothering to engage with the core conceit of an oversoul. That certain instances can act differently because others act another way, all ultimately working towards the same general goal even if some of those acts of furtherance is being the designated grief instance or just indulging in simple pleasures like food.
 
I see mention of Norn in Valkyrie, My mind goes Oh! My Goddess Belldandy, Urd & Skuld.

Can that happen?

Also reminded of a Belldandy hunting a Spawn.

Being trapped as an anime protagonist sounds like a nightmare inflicted by DREAM to punish Alchemist, or a horny illusion created by DESIRE to screw with Alchemist.

Scene:
DREAM: "You and I know there are fates far worse than death."
DREAM: (weaves nightmare)
Alchemist: "Me as an anime protagonist?!?! :oNOOO!!! DO NOT WANT!!!"

In total seriousness, "Oh! My Goddess!" is one the worst realities for Alchemist. The gods justifiably see Gamers as "abominations," doubly so if OMG!Yggdrasil's Ultimate Force sees Terra's Gamer System as disruptive 👿malware that needs to be purged or eliminated. Best case scenario, Yggdrasil will try to cut off Alchemist's connection to the Gamer System.

Even worse if Yggdrasil (or Nidhogg?) traps Kary in the Doublet System, which Alchemist cannot sever without killing an innocent god, deity, or angel in the process.

Scene:
DESIRE: (creates horny illusion)
Urd: (lustful) :ogles: "Ara ara, Alec-kun!"
Alchemist: "No thanks, I'm in a committed relationship."
Kary: "Let's not be too hasty."
Kary: (gives Urd a look-over)
Kary: (lustful) :ogles: "Hey girl, how you doing?"
Urd: :ogles: :ogles: :ogles:
 
Being trapped as an anime protagonist sounds like a nightmare inflicted by DREAM to punish Alchemist, or a horny illusion created by DESIRE to screw with Alchemist.

Scene:
DREAM: "You and I know there are fates far worse than death."
DREAM: (weaves nightmare)
Alchemist: "Me as an anime protagonist?!?! :oNOOO!!! DO NOT WANT!!!"

In total seriousness, "Oh! My Goddess!" is one the worst realities for Alchemist. The gods justifiably see Gamers as "abominations," doubly so if OMG!Yggdrasil's Ultimate Force sees Terra's Gamer System as disruptive 👿malware that needs to be purged or eliminated. Best case scenario, Yggdrasil will try to cut off Alchemist's connection to the Gamer System.

Even worse if Yggdrasil (or Nidhogg?) traps Kary in the Doublet System, which Alchemist cannot sever without killing an innocent god, deity, or angel in the process.

Scene:
DESIRE: (creates horny illusion)
Urd: (lustful) :ogles: "Ara ara, Alec-kun!"
Alchemist: "No thanks, I'm in a committed relationship."
Kary: "Let's not be too hasty."
Kary: (gives Urd a look-over)
Kary: (lustful) :ogles: "Hey girl, how you doing?"
Urd: :ogles: :ogles: :ogles:

One of the ideas I still kick around from time to time is the next story of Alchemist, after his system has fully broken and other, stranger gods look at his ability to fight against the story to change it. I've touched on a bit of that with Anime Adjacent but that's still something of an in-between stage.

Also- Yes, that is -exactly- what Kary would do in that situation.
 
I, personally, would just scrap the Oversoul concept entirely, and just tie the Gods to a domain that they can share and communicate through with their counterparts, both within their native universe and out in the greater multiverse, rather than tying them to an oversoul.

I, personally, 100 percent do not care about what you think or what your criticism of any aspect of this story is. What stunning arrogance, to come into a forum thread, after over 600 pages, 300 chapters and almost three years, then start interrupting it with posts about how certain aspects of it don't confirm to YOUR tastes with multiple posts about how YOU would do it.

Great, go do so and build your own audience, I wish you success, satisfaction and joy of it. No snark, sarcasm or hidden message intended, I wish you nothing but success and joy in finding or creating something that is at least very close to, or potentially exactly what your preferences are. In the meantime, it's an open internet, and if something isn't to your taste, maybe try acting like an actual adult would: Accept that not everything needs to confirm to YOUR precise desires, and go look for, or go create, something that is closer to those desires.

Until then, I am heartily sick of these repeated posts from multiple people, about how THIS story does not meet their preferences for whatever reasons. Many other folks are more happy with THIS story and THIS author. Kindly stop interrupting and attempting to change it to suit your own preferences.

I would very much like to read more of THIS story, so please stop interfering with that.
 
Chapter 302
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21/07/2003 (TT)

Alchemist hummed quietly to himself as he stood at the stove the morning after his discussion with Bruce. He idly stirred the eggs in the pan as he considered his options.

They'd talked, for quite a while, under the cool rain as they kept a pair of idle eyes on the Falcone duo. The Batman in the Teen Titans reality didn't often venture outside of Gotham unless he was dealing with one of his personal Rogues. Most of the heroes didn't, really.

But that sense of territorialism needed to be tempered, and not just in Bruce. Alchemist hadn't said as such to the man, however. Batman's personality was obstinate and defiant; demanding anything of him might see it done, possibly, but in such a way as to defeat the purpose and leave everyone feeling hurt or stupid afterwards.

Discussing the villains that Alchemist knew would be going after the teens, however, that was something that they could do.

The unwanted leftovers of a Frenchman, the Brain. The rogue actress with split personality disorder, Madame Rouge. The abusive monster that would cuckold his own child, Deathstroke the Terminator. Brother Blood and his delusions of competency. The possibility of reprisal from such alien forces as the Gordanians from the Vega Sector...

There were more. So many more. Far more than Alchemist or Bruce had time to talk about. The mage was sure that Batman knew what he was doing but the billionaire was willing to humor him and that was enough.

At least, Alchemist hoped so.

The wizard chewed on the inside of his cheek as he tilted the pan and flipped the eggs over. Picking up a small bowl next to the stove, the wizard carefully spread a mix of seared vegetables and mushrooms along one half of the sheet of egg before topping them with a thick slice of cheddar. Folding that over, the mage took the pan off the heat and put a glass lid overtop of it.

"Something smells wonderful, love," a husky voice whispered into the man's ear as a pair of arms wrapped around him from behind.

"Working on some omelettes, hon," Alchemist explained as he placed a hand over Kary's.

"That smells good, too," she teased before pressing her lips against his neck, just under his ear.

The man shuddered slightly, a small tremor running through his frame. He loved the contact, he enjoyed the casual affection but a part of him still just wasn't used to it. He didn't know if he ever would be.

"Go have a seat," he told the woman as he pulled away to start setting the table. "I'll have everything ready in a minute. Just need to prepare a box for our guests."

She squeezed him against her front for a moment before letting go and leaving the room.

Alchemist used Shades to conjure a small Earth Elemental and sent it off to the cabin with the Teen Titans whilst he got breakfast set out and ready.

Yuffie made her way in, eventually, with a slurred "G'mornin'," and took her seat.

Jinx, unfortunately, was not present. She'd had to return to her dorm sometime after he'd left the night before.

Tiffany did make her way upstairs, however. As a teenager, the allure of food was likely too much for her to resist.

The man wasted no time in divying up breakfast. Mushroom, bell pepper and cheese omelets with an assortment of fresh fruits and orange juice.

"So," Alchemist began as he sat down and began to cut apart an apple. "Anyone have any plans for the day?"

"I think I would enjoy exploring the beach, love," Kary answered as she imitated him with an apple of her own. "I overheard our guests talk about strange, alien technology washing ashore from the ship they built their home upon."

"...I'unno," Yuffie said. The girl was in the process of pouring soy sauce on her eggs. "I don't really have any plans, I guess."

"...I don't know, either," Tiffany admitted after swallowing a mouthful of food. "I kind of want to take a break from enchanting, though. Maybe work on something else for a bit?"

"Alright," Alchemist told the girl before he bit into an apple slice. He chewed and swallowed before continuing. "What's your favorite element?"

"What?" Tiffany asked.

"Fire, water, wind, earth, lightning, light and dark. What's your favorite element?" Alchemist asked again, listing off the options available for the girl.

"Water!" Yuffie exclaimed.

"Fire!" Ash shouted from under the table.

"Fire!" Cinder echoed. Also from under the table.

"...Wind?" Tiffany half-asked, certainly confused by the unexplained question.

Alchemist looked to Kary but the woman silently raised one eye-brow rather than answer.

"Alright, so one water, two fire and one wind," Alchemist said aloud as he opened the game shop and began to type. "How about we try Tiffany first and see how things work out? If things go alright, we'll outfit everyone else, too."

The man's finger hovered over an entry, one that was listed as having no cost, before simply pressing down on it.

For a moment, nothing happened-

~~ Tutorial Egg: Wind has been acquired! ~~

-until the purchased item was simply deposited into the inventory. The wizard extracted the object, a massive crystalline egg that was almost as large as his head and tinted with a subtle shade of green, and set it down on the table in front of everyone.

"...What is that thing supposed to be?" Tiffany asked.

"...A demi-god in stasis?" Kary asked before Alchemist could put together an answer. "Love? How did you come across such a thing?"

"My patron said she took over the realities these entities called home when their creator god died," Alchemist explained as he poked at the crystal. Which did nothing. "At this stage, they're honestly weaker than a lot of mindless beasts. One of them even died from being too close to... air that was being pumped into the world from their native reality? I think?"

...The Mist from Legend of Legaia was known among the Ra-Seru, entities just like the egg that Alchemist had purchased, as being the 'Breath of Rogue'. Which, despite being phrased as a singular entity, was actually a conglomerate of other Ra-Seru which had rebelled against the purpose placed upon them by their creator deity, Tieg.

Yes, it borrowed heavily from the story beats of the Bible's creation myth in that aspect.

"So barely even a demi-god," Alchemist continued as he pressed one finger flat against the large, transparent crystal. He channeled a trickle of magic into the object and the green glow within grew stronger. "Terra said that she took a bunch of them and repurposed them to act as instructors for Gamers like Tiffany and I."

"Hold up," Tiffany said, heat in her voice as she put her silverware down on the table. "You mean there's actually a manual for our powers?!"

"Not quite, no," Alchemist disagreed as the light solidified into a green orb inside of the egg. "I'm supposed to go over the manual and make sure it works."

Against his better judgement, Alchemist dispelled Mind Blank so the entity could actually communicate with him.

The egg began to break apart, the crystal cracking into dust, which faded to nothingness, as the light within began to take form. The forming mass hovered in the air above the table and turned towards Alchemist.

'Chosen Champion,' the roiling shape spoke in an airy, feminine voice, its words echoing within his mind. 'Hold out your dominant hand so that we may explore the depths of our power!'

"Two things, sweetie," Alchemist disagreed immediately. "You're looking at the wrong person. Turn a bit and look at the blond girl."

The mass slowly turned in the air, its form slowly becoming a vague glove instead of just a glowing orb.

'And the other?' it asked as it observed the girl.

"I wipe my ass with my dominant hand," Alchemist explained. "I don't think you want to be involved in that."

"...Seriously?" Tiffany asked, disgust in her voice as Yuffie started laughing. "That's just-"

'Champion,' the repurposed godling spoke. 'I am Terra, the Dancer of the Wind. Would you open your heart and soul to me, as I shall you? Would you join me as we learn the depths of our strength and the limits of our world?'

"...Yes." Tiffany swallowed thickly. The entity was expressing more than words as it spoke. The creature's emotions were on full display and they were...

Alchemist honestly found them overwhelming.

He'd never felt hope and faith so intensely, not his own.

'Then, champion, hold out your non-dominant hand so that we may walk the future, together!'

It was supposed to be some kind of momentous thing, Alchemist got that. He really did.

But the awkward shift in Terra's speech based on what he'd told her just a moment ago had him holding back a snort of laughter.

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Raven could feel that something big had happened in the realm she was a guest in, though she couldn't be sure of what that actually was.

The thought kept bothering her the entire time she was eating her omelette and listening to the others talk.

"-she was wearing your clothes, Star!" Beast Boy said, Raven half-listening to the boy. "Like, she kept strutting your stuff in front of a mirror!"

"But did she look good?" Starfire asked as she pointed at the green-skinned boy with her fork, a cheesy chunk of mushroom dangling from the end.

"...Eh," Beast Boy grunted with a shrug. "I mean, she didn't look bad? Couldn't pull it off, though."

"This is most unfortunate," Starfire bemoaned before eating the mushroom. "They are my clothes and I would most like it for the horrible Jinx to pull them off."

Robin had to stifle a laugh, which ended up turning into a cough, which didn't stop until Cyborg slapped his back and Robin coughed up a chunk of pepper back on to his plate.

"WeLL-" Robin started to say before his voice broke and he coughed to try and fix it. "Well, well, we might have a lead on how Gizmo broke into our base. Cyborg?"

"Whut?" the massive teen asked, eggs and cheese stuffed into both cheeks. The half-machine swallowed thickly and grinned, black pepper flakes on his teeth. "The base! Right! So, uh, I put the base together using the most modern, state of the art equipment on the market!"

Raven raised one eyebrow in curiosity but didn't ask the man to continue.

"So, like, what's that supposed to mean?" But Beast Boy did.

"It means that it has vulnerabilities that didn't exist in earlier models," Cyborg went on to explain. "One of the things I went with when I was putting up security cameras was upgrading from video cassettes to digital. Well, that's a whole thing all by itself but making it real simple? Turns out, you can hack a computer through the camera if you know what you're doing."

"...Huh," Raven said, her voice void of tone. It was an interesting fact, she guessed...

But she didn't know how to use a computer to do much.

"So when did Gizmo do that?" Beast Boy asked. "And, like, how?"

"I don't know," Cyborg admitted with a quiet sigh as he moved the gooey remains of his breakfast around with his fork. "As to how? Well, here, does this look like anything?"

Cyborg held up his plate and the quartet of teens tilted their heads to try and make sense of the lines and splatters he'd made with the cheese, egg and bits of leftover vegetables.

"Is this some sort of Rorschach's Blot test?" Robin asked.

"Basically, yeah." Cyborg flipped his plate back down. "Turns out that specific patterns will be read as programs if they're saved in digital. It gets real complicated real fast. I'm pretty sure that's how Gizmo broke through the security on the-"

The massive teen was cut off by the sound of someone knocking on the door.

The group looked around to each other for a moment in apprehension, unsure if it would be another strange little mudman-

"Not it!" Beast Boy shouted, breaking the silence.

"Not it!" Starfire followed him, half a heartbeat later.

"Not it!" Cyborg exclaimed.

"Not it!" Robin joined in.

"Not- ...Fine," Raven, in her usual manner, failed to voice her dissent in time. With a barely audible growl, she set her empty plate on the coffee table in between all of the teens and wormed her way around the group.

Opening the door, she was met with Alchemist in his human guise. His hands were clasped behind his back and he appeared to have just been waiting patiently for them to figure out who was going to answer the door.

Honestly, Raven would place better than even odds that he'd been aware of the exchange inside. The walls weren't exactly soundproofed, after all.

"Good morning, Raven!" Alchemist greeted her, a smile on his face.

...Ugh, a morning person.

"...Do you need something?" she asked, half-turning to look at the rest of the Teen Titans behind her.

Beast Boy just sent her an awkward thumbs up.

"I'm just giving you all a heads up that my team and I will be leaving to another reality here shortly," Alchemist explained. "We'll be right back, according to local time we won't actually be gone at all, but I expect that we'll be experiencing about two or three weeks of time at our destination."

Raven... needed a moment to parse that.

"So you're leaving," the dour girl slowly worked out. "And you'll be wherever you're going for a while... but you won't actually be gone at all here?"

"Kind of, sort of," Alchemist hedged as he pulled one hand out from behind his back to wave in a so-so gesture. "The demi-plane is connected to me so it will be coming with me. I'm just making sure you're all aware that, if you're here when I make the transit, you'll be joining us for the duration of the trip."

Ah.

"...What are you doing?" Raven found herself asking as she tried to work out the mechanics of what he'd explained.

"Player One just joined up with a divine Outsider, so we're going on a journey to feed the poor little creature its lesser kin so it can grow up big and strong."

Raven stared into the man's eyes. Slitted, yellow, glowing and not an ounce of deceit in them at all.

She inhaled deeply and said-

"What?"

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'Darknessa' idly walked her fingers forward on the armrest of the stiff-backed, uncomfortable chair she was sitting in.

"-you cannot simply ignore orders from a superior," Brother Blood, seated behind the lone desk in his office, tried to tell her. "It will negatively impact your ability to work beneath someone and-"

"And the scenario was about killing hostages," Jinx tried to cut in. "That's-"

"What you were told to do, and thus what you are expected to do." But Brother Blood just wasn't having it. "You are not paid if you do not follow orders."

"Yeah, great idea," Jinx sarcastically agreed as she rolled her eyes under her illusion. "But I also don't get paid if killing kids is what finally sets off Superman and he kills us all before we can blink. Or the Flash. Or Batman boobytraps our getaway vehicle with Smilex."

"If the heroes intervene, Darknessa, your job would be to distract them. Not to worry about whatever else -might- happen," the old man tried to explain. She could see that she was clearly getting to him, given that he'd taken to rubbing his temples as he kept talking to her. "Such concerns would be for whatever employer you have to worry about."

"And we go back to the point of not getting paid if I don't survive," Jinx repeated.

The tall, thin man growled as he looked up and glared at her-

Then kept raising his eyes until they had settled on something above her head, his face morphing through irritation to concern to discomfort and into fear. Looking up, Jinx saw a wisping shadow leaning far over her, practically ready to pounce on Blood.

"Shadow," she greeted, oddly calm at Alchemist's presence.

"My darling cloud of darkness," Alchemist said back to her, his voice pitched to be awkwardly loud and bombastic. "The Shadow comes to impart a lesson most valuable and he finds a violator of minds, berating his student as though she were a mere... peon. I am... most displeased."

"Now, see-!" Brother Blood exclaimed as he made to stand up.

"Be! Silent!" But was forced back to his seat as the Shadow's form... rippled. Tendrils of darkness, forming actual tentacles escaped the umbral wisps. One lashed out and... caressed Brother Blood's jaw?

Jinx supposed the room dropping into a sort of staticky darkness might have also helped in shutting the man up.

"The prophecy safeguarding your life may seem absolute, just as your father believed and his father believed... But it does nothing to protect you from those to whom Fate is blind," the Shadow hissed, his voice warping as whispers crawled out from underneath of Blood's desk. "Your efforts to penetrate Darknessa's mind draw my ire, kinslayer."

"That is... privileged information!" Blood shouted as he hurried to his feet. "How did you- Who told you about that?!"

"You may think a dead man tells no tales!" Alchemist shouted, acting like a ham again. Jinx almost found it embarrassing if not for how pale Blood had gone. "But for the Shadow? The dead have no secrets! Ha-hahah!"

"That's-" Blood shouted as he stood up while Alchemist placed a hand on Jinx's shoulder. "You can't- What else do you-!"

Alchemist kept laughing as the lights in the room were covered over in shadows and she felt the telltale shift of Teleport the same instant the last mote of light was swallowed in darkness.

"...So," Jinx asked as she found herself sitting on the front step of the refurbished apartment building. "How did you know he was trying to get into my head?"

"He's trying to get into everyone's head," Alchemist told her as he began to dispel the illusions on himself. "Moron's a natural psychic so he's about as subtle as a brick to anyone he can't manipulate."

"Huh..." Jinx thought on her rare interactions with the man and... yeah, he was pretty overt, wasn't he? "So, question two, how'd you find me? Mind Blank stops scrying, right?"

"It does, yes," Alchemist agreed as he raised a hand and snapped his fingers. For a moment, nothing happened.

Then Jinx heard claws scrabbling against the floor and she turned around just in time for Cinder to nearly knock her over.

"But Mind Blank on you does nothing to protect Brother Blood, who was the fourth person I ran a search on," the mage continued as Cinder proceeded to lick Jinx's face. "Who was talking to thin air; which I felt was decently likely to be you."

"Stop- Stop!" Jinx managed to get out between laughs as she tried to push her pooch away. "Momma loves you too, Cindy."

Since pushing wasn't working, Jinx went with a different strategy. Instead she grabbed on to Cinder's ears and trapped the dog's head between Jinx's arm and body. Cinder fought her, of course she did, but when Jinx started rubbing the top of the dog's head she went docile and her tail just started thumping rhythmically against the ground.

"So, should I be worried that you were looking for me?" Jinx asked, a grin on her lips as she rubbed her familiar's ears.

"I've finally picked out an Instant Quest," Alchemist admitted as he sat down next to her and began petting her dog. "Well, I had circumstances line up that kind of pushed my hand. My administrator wants me to test some special equipment which... I'm not sure it would work with our Incorruptus forms, honestly. But they're supposed to help a new Gamer learn how to utilize the System, so I've pushed that mostly towards Tiffany. But Ash and Cinder both want to try them, too, and so does Yuffie. And this special equipment has a special trait that lets them absorb their lesser kindred and then they can summon them to have them do things, like cast healing magic or throw around elemental spells."

"So you want to go and power up these things?" Jinx asked as she considered that. Ash and Cinder both knew healing magic, and so did Yuffie, but having more options was never a bad thing.

Well, no, that wasn't true. Having more, useful options; that was never a bad thing.

"So far I'm not really hearing anything bad," Jinx observed. "Is there something bad?"

"Two things," Alchemist admitted. "One, the equipment is sentient. Sophont. Aware... Intelligent? Let's go with intelligent. The second thing is that the most convenient location to get all of the normal summons is a terrible place and we'd either need to be in our Incorruptus bodies, or wearing one of these pieces of Gamer equipment. Otherwise the location will try to consume us, then keep us in an immortal state of torment to drain our vitality or souls in order to feed the main body. Which we'll need to go inside of."

"...Yeah, that's pretty bad." And considering Jinx wasn't even sure if her Core Crystal had finished forming so she could use her dragon-shaped Incorruptus, she didn't know if she'd be able to participate and help out.

There was a long moment of silence between the two. Comfortable and companionable, though. It was broken by Alchemist releasing a long sigh as he leaned back and looked out at the dilapidated portion of the city they'd chosen to hole up in.

"Cinder and Ash both want the fire elemental Ra-Seru," Alchemist started. "They can use 'em, I've seen Seru and Ra-Seru both fuse with animals before. I just wasn't going to get that for Cinder without your permission, Jinx. She's your familiar."

"...I want to play the game and see things for myself before I let her," Jinx decided, ignoring the way her puppy whined in her clutches. "I mean, I trust you and all. I just..."

"You're fine," Alchemist said as he waved off her justifications. "I'll grab a copy of the game and the book that got written for it in Japan, let you go through it at your own pace. You'll probably finish up in four or five days. I'll hold off on giving Ash one of the Ra-Seru until you make up your mind, though."

Jinx let go of Cinder's head and leaned back herself, looking up to the clouds in the sky.

He didn't have to do that. If he wanted to give Ash one of those see-roo things, that was up to him...

But maybe he was thinking about how Ash and Cinder act together? They were easily as smart as children, now. And giving one an advantage over the other, with the only explanation being that Momma wasn't sure if she should let her own familiar get the same potential power-up?

Sure, the familiars didn't act like humans, nor did they have human motivations... But Jinx could kind of see where the hesitation was coming from. Envy, resentment and jealousy were all very real things.

"So, when are we going?" Jinx asked. Sure, it sounded kind of bad. And kind of inconvenient.

But if it kept Tiffany from moping?

It'd probably be worth it.

"Let me grab the door and we can head on out," Alchemist told her as he got to his feet. "Been a while since I messed around with anything really new..."

"Is any of it any better than what you've already got?" Jinx asked as she made her way to his demi-plane doorway.

"One thing. Maybe," he admitted as he opened the door and held it open for her. "I'll have to take a look but the trip might be worth it for me."

"Well..." Jinx grinned and turned around to poke the man in the chest with one finger. "You'll have to show me whatever it is when you get it!"

"I will!" Alchemist laughed, the chuckle deep in the back of his throat. It didn't sound anything like the bombastic chortling he'd done as The Shadow. "It'll be pretty big, I promise."

With Cinder next to her, Jinx waited until the door shut before the smile dropped off of her face. There was just a moment, one where the door faded out of existence to imply that Alchemist had just inventoried it before the stars beyond the invisible walls of the plane flickered and changed.

"...Well, Cindy?" Jinx asked her familiar as she worried at her bottom lip. "I hope this one doesn't take as long as the quest with Zagreus."

Cinder looked up, innocence in her crimson eyes...

And jumped up to lick at Jinx's face.

"Stop!" Jinx weakly demanded with a laugh. "Alright, alright! Fine! No more mopey Jinx!"

"Good!" Cinder declared before she dropped back down to all fours. "Happy Jeenx is best Jeenx!"
 
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I'll always love seeing our baby dogs grow up. I mean it, their growth has been realized very well in this story and will hopefully continue to do so.
 
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