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[bleh_heh_heh_bleck]

Characters: Count Bleck (bleh_heh_heh_bleck), OPEN
Setting: Library
Format: Starting with prose but will switch
Summary: Bleck is just searching through books, seeing if he can find anything interesting.
Warnings: None

The books in the library were all available to him. All but the ones that were removed by the administrators. And Bleck didn't mind that. For now. No, he was focusing on magic, dark magic. Spells that hadn't been available in his dimension before he'd killed his people.

He actually felt a bit guilty about that now, but not guilty enough to regret it. No, Count Bleck regretted nothing but allowing his father to take Timpani from him. So he'll be sitting in the library, a pile of books nearby. And the Dark Prognosticus floating alongside him, as always. As focused as he appeared though, he wasn't. He was thinking of a certain human woman he thought was dead, might not be, but most likely is.

"Timpani..."

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[bleh_heh_heh_bleck]

The Tribe of Darkness had very strange bodies. That was half the reason humans typically feared them, were disgusted by them, or simply avoided them.

"Dwelling on the past. Something Count Bleck should not be doing."

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He crept a bit closer, a few books under his arm; were the Count to inspect the spines or covers, he'd find them all to be large and deeply uninteresting volumes on the finer points of mechanics. "...It's difficult not to in this environment, isn't it?" Especially with one's life governed completely by rules and regulations that basically didn't extend past their home planet. It makes for one confused Equius at the end of the day, and apparently one wistful Count Bleck as well.

[bleh_heh_heh_bleck]

Truthfully, Bleck found them moderately interesting but nothing that would actually serve any purpose for him.

"It is difficult, agrees Count Bleck. But I discovered long ago that it's pointless to dwell on it any more than necessary." This was far more than necessary. And not at all helpful to him here in the tower.

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"I've noticed that, also." He didn't really like thinking too much about the past; it brought up far too many questions that he didn't want or know how to answer. "But being separated from the world like this... it's only natural to want to remember what it was like, and then..."

[bleh_heh_heh_bleck]

"I would gladly forget everything of it all, says Count Bleck. I'd have rather been taken into the Void with the rest of my dimension." That was his original plan after all. Summon the Void, destroy all dimensions and die with them since, even if he could create a perfect dimension after the others were destroyed, the one person he couldn't live without wouldn't be there.

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"The Void?" The word itself wasn't as relevant to his interests as it would be to a certain alternate-universe version, but it still rung true. "Your world was destroyed beforehand as well, then?"

[bleh_heh_heh_bleck]

"It was, yes. Count Bleck was at one of the dimensions nearest the Void, it was just about there to destroy it and everyone in it." All of his work had been wasted thanks to this tower. That bothered him a lot.

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Yeah, this tower seems to really like bothering people. Honestly. They're supposed to have drones or something for this, do these people never sort the books? "...I'm sorry," he said after a moment. "Ours, um... we destroyed it ourselves, as a sort of prerequisite for something we were destined to do. There was no avoiding that, either."

[bleh_heh_heh_bleck]

"Count Bleck destroyed his own as well. We seem to have something in common. Bleh heh heh! Bleck!" Okay so, his hadn't been a prerequisite for anything but close enough. Bleck was selfish.

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Oh, well then. "...Really? Um, have you ever heard of something called Sburb?" Sburb's identity changed from world to world -- in one it was a computer game, in another it was a bunch of runes that had to be decoded -- but at the end of the day it always led to the world's destruction. It could be that this Void was some kind of alternate terminology for what happened within the game.

[bleh_heh_heh_bleck]

"I have not, says Count Bleck. I have not heard the term in any books here nor in the Dark Prognosticus though that is hardly surprising. Describe this "Sburb" for Count Bleck." Because he's curious as to how similar it could possibly be to the Void now.

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"Oh, um, alright." He glanced down and then back at the Count, deciding that since he didn't seem to be a troll, there wasn't really any need to ask his permission before sitting. So he pulled up a chair; Equius foresaw a long, complicated conversation in the future. "Well, uh, Sburb is... it changes from world to world, really, its physical form. But it is a game whose purpose is to... renew worlds, you could say. When one world gets too old, Sburb is released somewhere into it, and eventually, it finds some players. I've only seen two sessions, but in one there was four players and in the other there was twelve, so it must vary. Um... basically, what happens is the old world is destroyed at the beginning of the game, and then a new one is created at the end of it. You see?"

[bleh_heh_heh_bleck]

"I see, yes. Count Bleck finds it to be moderately familiar to the Void. It is no game but it will cause the Game Over of every world it reaches and must be summoned by the chosen executor."

No world was spared, not even the Underwhere or the Overthere.

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"Oh, then it's more akin to the average, um, execution for world destruction." Even though it was kind of an awkward word. If only Equius had learned about 'clichés'. "Why did you destroy yours, then?"

[bleh_heh_heh_bleck]

"There was no reason not to. A world without..." Bleck had to stop himself because someone could use the memory of Timpani against him.

"Something important was taken from Count Bleck and so everything must be destroyed. And was."

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...Wait. Equius was silent for a moment, trying to figure that last sentence out -- even for someone raised in the nasty parts of troll society, it seemed a bit extreme. He missed something there. So something was stolen from this Count... and he needed to destroy the entire universe to compensate? "What in the worlds was taken from you, to warrant their demise?"

[bleh_heh_heh_bleck]

"Not what. Who. A human girl." That was all the explanation the Count would really give, recalling the argument he'd had with his father, how he'd then stolen the Dark Prognosticus and took on the identity of Count Bleck before killing his entire Tribe.

I don't care father! A world without her if empty. A LIFE without her is empty.

thought I replied to this, sorry! u_u

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"A human girl?" Well, well. Then this... whatever-he-is must have come from a planet where humans and, ahem, his species lived together. In the same physical space, not just over an Internet connection like Alternia and Earth could boast. It seemed that the Count was lost in thought, though, so Equius held his tongue for all the other questions he had -- at least until he'd come back out of his thoughts.

That's alright, happens to everyone!

[bleh_heh_heh_bleck]

It only took a moment for Bleck to come away from his own thoughts and memories. They weren't something he would often dwell on, he didn't find much purpose in thinking on the past, only the future.

"Yes. She was unique."

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"The only human on your planet?" How had one human come to his universe and not the rest of them? Humans didn't have any means of inter-planetary travel, did they?

[bleh_heh_heh_bleck]

"No, her dimension was not the same as Count Blecks. Humans despise the Tribe of Darkness and the Tribe despises them. She did not." He paused for a moment then shook his head.

"Count Bleck prefers not to recall."

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"...Oh, I see... god. I'm sorry." Whoops, there goes the guilt.

[bleh_heh_heh_bleck]

"It is unnecessary to apologize to Count Bleck. You could not know."

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"I suppose." Equius set down the stack of books that he'd been holding in his lap up until this point, and began to leaf through them. This was no leisure reading; he's clearly looking for something.

[bleh_heh_heh_bleck]

"Is there something specific you are searching for, asks Count Bleck." He knows there's something up and for the sake of shifting attention COMPLETELY, why not play nice for now? Right? Right.