Origin of Zed: The Star Mute One - A Webseries by GeekyGamerZack

Scene: Taylor’s Treasures: Township: Late Morning

The scene fades into the inside of Taylor’s Treasures. Zander is placing a number of tomes into the shop window for display.

Zander: There we go…that should look presentable.

Voice: Zed! Are you down there, my dear?

Zander looks behind him.

Zander: Yeah!

The woman heads downstairs and shakes her head.

Woman: I’m sure I told you not to worry about all that until AFTER your lunch break, which you SHOULD be taking right now.

Zander: I know, I just…I didn’t want to leave it too long.

The woman smiles.

Woman: You’re too good to me, young Zed.

Zander smiles.

Zander: Thanks, I guess…

Woman: I mean it! Since you started working here last month, things have improved by a LOT, and I keep running out of things for you to do.

Zander: I like to keep busy.

Woman: I’ll say. You even worked through the Party Festival instead of celebrating. Now THAT, my lad, is real dedication to one’s work!

Zander blushes.

Zander: Well…

The shop door opens, the little bell jingling as it does so. A young-ish gentleman with straight shoulder-length strawberry blonde hair walks in.

Gentleman: Good morning, Mrs. Taylor.

The woman smiles.

Mrs. Taylor: Oh, Jules! Are you back from your latest adventure?

The man laughs.

Jules: Now, now, you know full well that my adventuring days are behind me. I was merely taking my latest manuscript into Silveria City for publishing.

Mrs. Taylor: Well, writing’s an adventure in and of itself, wouldn’t you agree?

Jules: Very true.

Jules notices Zander.

Jules: And you must be the young man of whom Mrs. Taylor has spoken.

Zander smiles at Jules.

Zander: Yeah, I’m…Zed.

Jules’ eyes widen.

Jules’ thoughts: It cannot be…can it…?

Jules: It is a pleasure, Zed. My name is Jules, but you may know me better as Jay Gold.

Zander shakes his head.

Zander: Sadly, no.

Jules raises an eyebrow.

Jules: But…I am sure you are familiar with my work…

Jules’ thoughts: I must be mistaken…

Zander: Well, I would love to read some of it.

Jules smiles.

Jules: I’m sure I could arrange you some of my classics, including The Twin Knights of Zoku.

Zander smiles.

Zander: I look forward to it.

Jules: Excellent.

Jules looks at Mrs. Taylor.

Jules: I just came to find out if you have heard anything about my daughter.

Mrs. Taylor: Not since before you left, I’m afraid.

Jules: Oh…I see. To think that my own daughter is the-

Jules looks at Zed from the corner of his eye.

Jules: Perhaps we should discuss this another time, Eustace.

Mrs. Taylor: Of course, lad.

Jules: Well then, I bid you both good day.

Mrs. Taylor: To yourself as well, Jules. Oh, love to Julie and the young’uns!

Jules: Will do!

Jules leaves the shop.

Mrs. Taylor: Oh, that Jules…such a charmer.

Zander: He seemed…a little interested in me for some reason.

Mrs. Taylor: Well, you’re a fascinating individual, Zed. You’re now officially the tallest person in town, don’t you know?

Zander: Really? But…what about Thookli?

Mrs. Taylor: Ah, she went back to her home in Kobelia. Apparently her mother’s taken ill, and she needs to help her father with taking care of their tribe.

Zander: Oh…I hope I see her again one day.

Mrs. Taylor: I suppose anything’s possible. You seem so interested in adventuring, Zed. Why not join the Adventurers’ League?

Zander: I’m…not sure it’s such a good idea right now. I’d rather get this amnesia-thing sorted first.

Mrs. Taylor: Well, I suppose that’s only fair, then.

Mrs. Taylor’s thoughts: The Kelpie said that Zed’s true journey would begin soon…and the first sign would be the pendulum…but what does he mean by “pendulum”…?

Scene 1: Town Outskirts: Late Morning

Zander stands outside a house. There is a wooden sign nearby that reads “SOLD”.

Zander’s thoughts: This is where Mrs. Taylor said to wait…but-

Suddenly, the three orbs appear before Zander. A small white orb moves from the larger azure orb into the middle cyan one, causing the azure one to shrink and the cyan one to grow.

Zander: What the…?

The orbs disappear, leaving Zander speechless. After a few seconds, a large blob of water splashes into view before Zander.

Zander: What?! I mean…what?!

The blob changes into a humanoid form.

Zander: What…are you? What do you want?!

Entity: Nulvoc ad-Astywn…

Zander: I’m sorry?

The entity vanishes with a splash.

Zander: What does “NOOL-votch ahd AHSS-tih-wn” mean…?

Newt’s voice: Zed?

Zander looks to his right. Newt is standing there.

Zander: Oh, Mr. Newt! What…uh…what are you doing here?

Newt: Are you quite alright, lad?

Zander looks at the large mud puddle in front of him.

Zander: Yeah…I think so…?

Newt: Well then, perhaps you should follow me.

Zander: Uh…right.

Newt begins to walk away, with Zander soon following.

Zander's thoughts: Where did that…thing…go…?

Scene 2: The Budding Alchemist: Late Morning

We see a view of the inside of The Budding Alchemist, the local magic and alchemy emporium. The door opens, and Newt walks inside, followed by Zander.

Newt: Well, here we are.

Zander: I don’t get it…why did Mrs. Taylor want me to wait on the outskirts of town?

Newt: I am sure she has her reasons, Zed.

Zander scratches his head.

Zander: I suppose so…

Newt: Now then, to business. I was wondering why you have not visited my humble shop before now.

Zander: Well…to be honest, I don’t think I’d be able to use magic.

Newt raises an eyebrow.

Newt: Are you absolutely certain?

Zander: Well…yes.

Newt: How so?

Zander: Well, I’ve been reading up on it, and I understand that you have to study from a very young age. I’m in my thirties now, which means it’s too late for me to learn magic.

Newt: I suppose you’re right…still, feel free to browse.

Zander: Oh…okay then.

Zander looks around and sees a display of books.

Zander: These tomes look interesting…

Newt: Why not take a look?

Zander: But…these are books on magic, aren’t they?

Newt chuckles.

Newt: So they are, lad. However, it will not hurt to at least read a single blurb, will it?

Zander: I guess you’re right…

Newt watches as Zander chooses a book and picks it up.

Zander: “Cantrips for Beginners”…hm…

Zander turns over the book and begins reading the back cover.

Zander: “The perfect guide for any budding young wizard, this book contains a vast selection of cantrips, from the illuminating “Light”-

An orb of light appears above Zander’s head and illuminates the entire shop, though he doesn’t seem to notice.

Zander: -to the amusing “Prestidigitation”-

Zander’s hair suddenly turns to a bright shade of azure, which surprises Newt.

Zander: -and everything in-between.

Newt: Oh, Zed?

Zander puts the book back on the display.

Zander: Yeah?

Newt: You…might care to look up for a moment.

Zander: Okay then.

Zander looks up and sees the orb of light.

Zander: Wait…how did the orbs find me?!

Newt’s thoughts: “Orbs”…?

Newt: Actually, Zed, that is the light cantrip you successfully cast.

Zander looks at Newt and points straight up.

Zander: I did that? But…how?

Newt: I suspect that…well, perhaps we should discuss it shortly. For now, though, would you care to look in the mirror near the door?

Zander: Uh…okay then.

Zander begins to walk toward a large, oval-shaped mirror. The orb of light follows him.

Zander: Is this a magic mirror?

Newt: No, just an ordinary one, I’m afraid. I’ve had it ever since my first apprentice gave it to me. An exquisitely-crafted antique of Luminelven origin.

Zander: It’s a beautiful piece.

Newt: Indeed.

Zander looks at his reflection.

Zander: I thought you said this is an ordinary mirror.

Newt: Indeed I did, Zed.

Zander: But…my hair is ginger, not azure.

Newt: Indeed.

Zander touches his hair as he stares at his reflection. His eyes suddenly widen.

Zander: Wait…you said I created that light ball when I cast the light cantrip…

Newt: Correct.

Zander: So I must’ve cast prestidigitation as well…which means…

Zander begins to panic. He looks at his hands.

Zander: But…how?! How can I use magic?!

Newt chuckles.

Newt: I am sure that there is a-

Zander: And what about the blue light balls?! And that weird water entity…thing?

Newt appears puzzled.

Newt: What on Junihoshi are you-

Zander: This must have something to do with my past! I…I need to try and remember!

Newt: Well, there is a travelling oracle who happens to be staying in town. I am sure I could arrange for you to see her.

Zander looks at Newt.

Zander: Oracles exist?

Newt: Indeed. This particular oracle is a base magic adept, just as I suspect you to be.

Zander: “Base magic adept”?

Newt smiles.

Newt: You have much to learn, my lad…

Scene: Oracle’s Tent: Afternoon

Mrs. Taylor and Zander walk up to a tall fuchsia-coloured tent in the town plaza.

Mrs. Taylor: Well, here we are, lad.

Zander: I don’t know about this…

Mrs. Taylor: Whatever is the matter, Zed?

Zander: Well…those other two oracles last month couldn’t help me. Why would this one?

Mrs. Taylor: It’s a new month, Zed. A new chance to learn about yourself.

Zander: Well…

Mrs. Taylor raises an eyebrow.

Mrs. Taylor: Are you really going to give up so easily?

Zander: Not a chance!

Mrs. Taylor laughs.

Mrs. Taylor: Well then, in you go!

Zander: Uh…right.

After a brief pause, Zander ducks his head and enters the tent.

Mrs. Taylor’s thoughts: Please…by the Twelve Stars, PLEASE let this oracle shed just a tiny glimmer of light on his origins…

***
Zander enters the tent and waits.

Voice: I will be right with you. Please, take a seat.

Zander looks at the seat in front of him and sits down. He notices a large gemstone in the centre of the table.

Zander’s thoughts: Could third time be the charm…?

A figure in a white hooded robe steps from a small room in the back of the tent and sits in the seat opposite Zed.

Figure: I have been awaiting your arrival, mon cher.

Zander’s thoughts: That voice…

The figure pulls down her hood, revealing her to be Emerald.

Emerald: Bonjour, monsieur. (Good day, sir.)

Zander’s thoughts: She’s…a luminelv…

Zander: Oui, bonjour, madame. (Yes, good day, ma’am.)

Emerald’s thoughts: He fails to recognise me…his repeated false awakenings are beginning to take a toll on him…

Emerald: Now, what may I do for you on this day?

Zander: Well…I was hoping that…

Emerald: Yes?

Zander: …you could shed some light on my past.

Emerald smiles.

Emerald: Well, I suppose I could attempt to achieve your request.

Zander: The last two oracles couldn’t tell me anything, though.

Emerald: Ah, but they do not have more than three centuries of experience.

Zander: I guess that’s true…

Emerald places her right hand on the gemstone and closes her eyes. The gemstone begins to glow with white light.

Emerald: Yes…

Zander: You see something?

Emerald: Indeed…there is not much, but…

Zander’s eyes widen.

Zander: Please, I must know!

Emerald: You…are not from this place…you hail from a land far from this town of Silvertooth…this kingdom of Silveria…where, I cannot place, but…

Emerald’s brow furrows.

Emerald: It is a world in deux…two realms as one…your allies…I see a dragon…who walks as a human…a gnome…who treads your path…and…another…

The gemstone shifts to a shade of cyan.

Emerald: The Twelve Stars…do not shine on you…you were not born under them…you are…Nulvoc ad-Astywn…

Zander’s eyes widen.

Zander’s thoughts: Nulvoc ad-Astywn…that’s what the water entity called me…?!

Emerald: Indeed…you are the Star Mute One…successor to the one before…

Zander’s thoughts: “The one before”…?

Emerald: One who is followed by water…who chases the wolf…and…and…

Zander’s eyes widen.

Zander’s thoughts: I must know…I need to know…

Emerald: …who…is sought by...Emyddhalic...

Zander's thoughts: "eh-mihth-AHL-ik"...?

Emerald’s eyes open.

Emerald: I’m afraid that is all I can glean from you, mon cher.

Zander: Oh…

Emerald: Still, I trust that you have more information than what the other oracles were able to provide?

Zander: I guess so. Merci beaucoup! (Thank you very much!)

Emerald smiles.

Emerald: De rien, mon cher. (You’re welcome, my dear.)

***
Zander steps out of the tent and walks up to Mrs. Taylor.

Mrs. Taylor: Well? How did it go, lad?

Zander: Apparently, I’m something called…the Star Mute One.

Mrs. Taylor: “Star Mute One”, eh? Sounds familiar…

Zander: It does?

Mrs. Taylor: Of course, lad. You might like to speak to Jules about it.

Zander: Jules?

Mrs. Taylor: I’m sure he mentioned something about it in his thesis.

Zander: Hm…fair enough.

Zander’s thoughts: I sure hope he has some info for me…

***
We cut back to a view of the inside of the tent. Emerald stares at the gemstone.

Emerald: I cannot believe it…the Pendulibri ad- Aquias is tethered to Zed…? Which can only mean…oh, Kelpie, what are you not telling me?

Scene: Goldenclaugh Estate: Silvertooth Town: Afternoon

Zander walks up to the front of a large, rather lavish-looking house.

Zander: Wow…this place looks fancy…

Zander steps up to the front door and rings the doorbell. After a few seconds, the door opens, revealing Jules, who is wearing glasses and carrying a book.

Jules: Oh, Zed!

Zander: Hello. How are you?

Jules stares at Zander for a second, before snapping back to reality.

Jules: Yes, yes, fine, thank you for asking. Mm…oh, do come in!

***
Zander and Jules stand in what appears to be a library, its shelves lined with a vast collection of leather-bound books of every size and colour. Jules is staring at one of the shelves.

Jules: Really…?

Zander nods.

Zander: M-hm.

Jules slowly turns to face Zander.

Jules: You…are the Star Mute One?

Zander shrugs his shoulders.

Zander: That’s what the oracle told me.

Jules examines Zander.

Jules: Hm…I didn’t expect the Nulvoc ad- Astywn to be so…

Zander: What?

Jules: …tall.

Zander grins.

Zander: Well, some of the townspeople think I’m a giantborn.

Jules laughs.

Jules: I see what they mean.

Zander: So…you know more about this…Nulvoc ad- Astywn?

Jules: I know of the original incarnation. Apparently, they existed more than two centuries ago, in another part of the continent we now know as Ornoposia.

Zander: Ornoposia…that’s this continent, right?

Jules appears puzzled by Zander’s words.

Jules: Yes…anyway, it was said that they were not of this place, like yourself. The Twelve Stars didn’t shine on them, which meant they were unbound by any constellation.

Zander: Interesting…

Jules: It was also said that the Star Mute One had some sort of connection with dragons, and that they ruled the ancient dungeon known as the Silver Dragon’s Tower. Some people amusingly refer to them as the “Master of the Dungeon”.

Zander’s thoughts: Master of the Dungeon…

Jules: There are many other tales throughout history that speak of individuals much like the Star Mute One, though there is not much evidence to tie these people together.

Zander: That makes sense, I guess.

Jules: One scholar theorises that these folks are all manifestations of the original Star Mute One, and that they revealed themself every so often over a period of 1,000 years. If the theory proves to be true, then the original Star Mute One may very well have been a dragon, as their lifespans are counted in millennia. My guess is they were part of a subgroup known as the Emyddhalic, or "metalscales".

Zander’s thoughts: Emyddhalic…like the oracle informed me…

Jules: Humans usually live for a little over one century, so for you to become the successor could ultimately disprove that scholar’s theory, as each individual could indeed be part of a legacy.

Zander: A legacy?

Jules nods.

Jules: Zed, you may not be the first Star Mute One, but you are almost certainly the successor to one or more before you.

Zander: Then…I could-

Suddenly, the three orbs appear before Zander. Jules’ eyes widen.

Jules: Verbi ad-Egum… ("My word...")

A tiny orb of white light moves from the large cyan orb to the aqua orb, causing the cyan one to shrink and the aqua one to grow. The orbs disappear.

Jules: The Pendulibri ad-Aquias…?

Zander: Wait…you know what those things are?

Suddenly, a thin layer of seawater washes across the floorboards, leaving a strong smell of brine within the library. Jules is dumbfounded.

Zander: What…just happened?

Jules: Zed…you just proved my theory.

Zander: Your theory?

Jules: Please, seek out Newt and tell him of what just happened.

Zander: But-

Jules: Please, Zed! This is most important!

Zander: O-Okay then…

***
We cut to a view of Jules closing his front door.

Jules: Things in this town just became much more exciting…

Voice: Father? Is everything the matter?

The scene cuts to a view of a young woman with long, perfectly-straight honey-coloured hair slowly descending a staircase. She is staring at Jules.

Jules: Of course, Laura honey. Everything is fine.

The woman sniffs.

Laura: Do I smell seawater?

Jules: Uh…yes! I was…making a seafood banquet.

Laura: But you know Mother doesn’t like you using the kitchen. You always leave a big mess.

Jules: Yes. Yes I do.

Laura smiles.

Laura: Is that what you did? You spilled brine all over the floor again?

Jules smiles.

Jules: Okay, I get the point. Get changed, because I’m taking you and Kendall out for dinner tonight.

Laura: Okay then!

Laura turns around and heads back up the stairs. Jules’ expression softens a little.

Jules’ thoughts: Zed must not meet Laura…it is too risky…I suppose it is time for her to join Stormshroud Academy…

Scene 1: The Budding Alchemist: Silvertooth Town: Early Afternoon

Newt finishes serving a customer.

Newt: There we go...one pendant of Aoatrak.

Customer: Excellent. How much do I owe you?

Newt: No charge, my good fellow.

The customer's eyes widen.

Customer: R-Really?! A-Are you sure you wish to give me something so valuable with nothing in return?!

Newt: Ohoho, my dear fellow! It is a mere trinket, I assure you. Please, take it.

The customer picks up a book entitled Top Tips for Midakaoi: A Beginner's Guide.

Customer: Oh...th-thank you, sir!

The customer bows. Zander walks past the customer as he leaves the shop.

Zander: Who was that?

Newt: Just a new patron of mine.

Zander: He seems...nice.

Newt: Indeed. Now, tell me, young Zed, why you have not set foot in this shop in weeks.

Zander: Oh...sorry, Mr. Newt. I've...been busy.

Newt nods.

Newt: M-hm...seeking more information on the Nulvoc ad-Astywn, no doubt.

Zander: Yeah...wait...how did you-

Newt: I had suspected for some time, young master. From the moment I saw no aura surrounding you, in fact.

Zander: No...aura?

Newt: Everyone in this world and beyond possesses a colourful aura, which serves as a marker of sorts. My people refer to this aura as "chromairo".

Zander: "Cro-MY-roh"?

Newt nods.

Newt: Indeed. In an ancient tongue, it means "colour within hue". I was born with the innate ability to see the chromairo of others. You are an oddity in this realm, one who lacks aura. Thus, you were not born under the Twelve Spires.

Zander: Twelve Stars, you mean?

Newt closes his eyes.

Newt: Indeed. I suppose I am not as young as I once was...

Newt opens his eyes and smiles.

Newt: Your lack of aura suggests that you are indeed the Nulvoc ad-Astywn, and a grand journey awaits you...but-

Newt pauses.

Zander: What is it?

Newt: It is nothing, I am sure. Now, how are your arcane studies progressing?

Zander: Well...I can do this...

Zander stretches out his hand.

Zander: "Light!"

An orb of white light appears in front of Zander.

Newt: Most impressive. You have mastered yet another cantrip, I see.

Zander dispels the orb and lowers his hand.

Zander: Yeah, but I haven't been able to make it blue, like I did before. Also, I can't figure out how to make three at once, and no books will help me.

Newt: Hm...have you tried the StarThread?

Zander: StarThread?

Newt: Indeed. It is a network of information fuelled by the very magic of this realm. You should be able to access it from the Silvertooth Library.

Zander: Okay, I'll give it a look.

Newt smiles.

Newt: Excellent. Off you go, then.

***
Zander closes the door to the shop and walks down the street.

Zander's thoughts: This...StarThread thing...it sounds kind of familiar...

***
We cut back to a view of the inside of the shop. Newt furrows his brow.

Newt's thoughts: It is most strange...though Zed has no aura...it is as though he is from the wandering world...perhaps the Kelpie will provide some answers...

Newt chuckles.

Newt: Perhaps not.

Scene 2: Cityscape: Night

Erik leads Tad, Siren and a homonid human girl with blue hair through a futuristic-looking city. It appears to be a paradise of geek culture.

Tad: Whoa...what IS this place, Erik?

Erik: Patience, Tadpole. I will reveal in time.

Siren: So why exactly did you bring us here?

Tad: And why is Lissi here too?

The girl flips out.

Girl: Hey! What's that supposed to mean, "Tadpole"?!

Tad: Nothing, Alyssandra. Nothing at all.

Siren: Come on, Tad. You KNOW she hates it when you use her real name.

Girl: Yeah, Tad! It's LISSI, okay? Lissi Farthington!

Tad: Okay, okay, I won't use your full name if YOU stop calling me "Tadpole".

The girl grins.

Girl: Deal!

Erik: The reason I brought you here-

Siren: Is it to do with that creepy guy who came into the shop?

Erik: ...yes.

Tad: You...uh...took a while to answer there, Erik.

Erik's eyes widen.

Erik: Wh-What?!

Tad: Yeah, like a second or two too long.

Lissi: Tad, get a grip! Sure, Erik MAY have secrets, but-

Erik stares at Lissi.

Lissi: What?

Erik: Are we not getting too personal here, Alyssandra?

Lissi: Oh...sorry, Dr. Hollows...

Tad: Hey, how come HE'S allowed to call you by your full name?!

Erik: Because I am, Tad.

Tad stares at Erik, before he shrugs his shoulders.

Tad: Fair enough.

Siren: So you're one of Erik's students, Lissi?

Lissi: Oh...yeah, I've been studying literature. It's actually really fascinating.

Tad: Aren't you training to be a martial arts sensei?

Lissi: Well, yeah, but sensei hone body AND mind, Tad.

Tad stares at Lissi, before shrugging his shoulders.

Tad: Fair enough. Hey...

Tad runs up to a shop window. A poster for a fantasy game called Midakaoi Online is displayed.

Tad: This game looks fun...

Erik: Oh, you fancy this game, do you?

Tad: Yeah! How come I haven't heard of it before?

Erik: Well...

Tad: I mean, I keep up-to-date on EVERY new MMO that comes out...

Siren: It's...probably best to not think about it, Tad.

Lissi: Yeah, Tad! There's more to life than games.

Tad glares at Lissi.

Tad: YOU TAKE THAT BACK, ALLYS-

Lissi holds Tad's arm behind his back.

Tad: OW! Ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-

Lissi: Be VERY careful what you call me, Tad!

Tad: Okay! Okay! I give!

Lissi: Good.

Lissi lets go of Tad, who rubs his forearm.

Tad: I didn't know you could be so mean...

Lissi: Well, when you push the right buttons...

Erik looks at the poster and ponders.

Erik's thoughts: Perhaps it would be safest to keep them in LockDown...just until the danger passes...

Scene 1: Taylor's Treasures: Silvertooth Town: Late Morning

We see Zander looking at some books on a shelf. He wipes the top of one with his fingertips, before brushing the dust off with his other hand.

Zander: Hm...

Jules' voice: You DO realise you'll tarnish your gloves if you use them for dusting, right?

Zander's eyes widen.

Zander: Oh!

Zander turns to face Jules, who is standing near the door.

Zander: I didn't hear you come in!

Jules: Really? You didn't hear the bell?

Zander: Well, I guess I get distracted sometimes...

Jules laughs.

Jules: I can relate. Hm...pardon my enquiry, but isn't it your day off?

Zander: Huh? Well, yeah. I was just looking for something to buy.

Jules looks at the spine of the book that Zander dusted.

Jules: The "Dungeon Master's Guide"...?

Zander: Yeah, it's...weird, but it seems familiar to me.

Jules' thoughts: Familiar...? Could Zed be...?

Jules: I...was actually looking to buy some goods.

Zander: Oh. Well Mrs. Taylor would get upset if she knew I was working on my day off, so...

Jules smirks.

Jules: Understood. In that case, would you care to join me in the tavern?

Zander: The Naked Drake? Uh...I don't go in there.

Jules: Is there any reason in particular?

Zander: I...honestly, no. Just a gut feeling I have every time I walk past.

Jules: I...see. In that case, how about the local guild hall?

Zander: Guild hall?! But I'm not an adventurer!

Jules: Relax, Zander! Members are allowed to bring in guests. You will be most welcome.

Zander: Oh...o-okay then.

Jules smiles.

Jules: Excellent. Shall we?

Jules gestures to the door.

Scene 2: Adventurers' League Hall: Silvertooth Town: Early Afternoon

Jules leads Zander into a hall. It is filled with adventurers of every description. Zander marvels at his surroundings.

Zander: Whoa...

Jules: I knew you would like it. Now, follow me.

Zander follows Jules to a door marked "Magic Guild".

Zander: The Magic Guild?

Jules: Yes. I am a base magic adept, as you are.

Zander: Really?

Jules: Indeed. Now, let us enter.

Zander: This is exciting! This is-

The door opens, revealing a rippling membrane of cyan energy.

Zander: -weird. Uh...

Jules: Relax, Zander. I assure you it is most safe.

Zander: Oh...uh...

Jules: This is a barrier meant to deter non-members from entering. The visitor's lapel I gave you will allow access, however.

Zander: Neat!

Jules gestures to the door.

Jules: After you.

Zander: Okay.

Zander steps through the barrier. As he emerges, he finds himself in the middle of what resembles a video game store, though with post-modern architecture.

Zander: Uh...what just happened? Where am I?

Voice: Oh, I didn't hear you come in!

Zander looks at an individual dressed in attire similar to that of our world, though with noticeable futuristic traits. He has slightly-pointed ears, indicating him to be a syl human. His name badge reads "ANTONIUS".

Zander: Uh...is this the magic guild?

Antonius: Oh, you must be here for the newest round of LockDown! I should've guessed by your fantasy attire and character portrayal. I'm Antonius, and I'll be your guide on your quest.

Zander: Uh-

Antonius: Now, let's get you to the prep chamber.

Zander: But I-

Antonius: Oh, relax! First-time jitters are perfectly natural. LockDown is just like playing the game on a device, but you get to experience it for real.

Zander: Wait...a game?

Zander's thoughts: Why am I suddenly so excited...?

Antonius: Follow me.

Zander: O-Okay...

Antonius leads Zander into an elevator. The doors close.

Scene 3: LockDown Chamber: Unknown Location: Unknown Time of Day.

Zander stands in a chamber in his underwear. A number of capsules surround the room. Antonius enters the chamber.

Antonius: Okay, your profile's been created and you've been measured and calibrated for LockDown.

Zander: Thanks. So I'll be unconscious the whole time, right?

Antonius: Your body will be, yes. Your mind will be fully alert and interacting with the world of Midakaoi, however.

Zander: Midakaoi...interesting name.

Antonius: I must admit, it's rare to meet someone with so much enthusiasm for gaming who hasn't played Midakaoi Online.

Zander: Well, there's a first time for everything, right?

Antonius laughs.

Antonius: True words. Now, let's get you into your capsule.

***
Zander leans inside an open capsule.

Zander: Ooh, comfy!

Antonius: Now, any currency you earn in-game can be used in the real world.

Zander: Really?

Antonius: Oh, most definitely! Some people make a career out of playing Midakaoi Online.

Zander: Awesome!

Antonius picks up a device resembling an airline pilot's oxygen mask.

Antonius: This device is an all-in-one tool that keeps your body suspended and sustained. You'll be perfectly fine when we revive you a week from now.

Zander: Understood.

Antonius: However, time moves differently when playing in LockDown. One day in the real world translates to two years in the game, so it is a commitment.

Zander: Understood.

Antonius: Now, have fun, and above all, be yourself.

Zander smiles and nods. Antonius slips the device over Zander's face, squeezing the top with his fingers. The device seals around Zander's face with a hiss. Antonius closes the hatch and presses a button. A start-up display appears on the inside view of the window. It reads "WELCOME FYI_#10_". Zander's eyes close.

Antonius: Nice kid. I hope he enjoys the game. Now, to get back to levelling up my character...

Antonius walks past a capsule. The scene zooms in, revealing the person inside to be Tad.

Scene 1: Zander's Mindscape: Unknown Time of Day

Zander's eyes open. He is standing within his mindscape.

Zander: ...the heck?

A voice echoes throughout the area.

Voice: Greetings, inbound player.

Zander: Uh...greetings?

Voice: I am the interface for your induction into the world of Midakaoi. It is my role to provide you assistance as you become familiar with anything and everything you wish to know.

Zander: Uh...okay. Oh, I'm...uh...

Voice: Eff-Why-Aye-underscore-number-One-Zero-underscore.

Zander: Is...that your name?

Voice: Negated. My designation is N00b_gu1d3 One-dash-Four-dash-Seven-point-Three-Two-underscore-Eight-Four.

Zander: Uh...long name.

Voice: You may refer to me by any name of your choosing.

Zander: O-Okay then...? How about Cryon?

Voice: Accepted.

Zander: Wonderful.

Zander's thoughts: Wait...why did I choose that name...?

Voice: Perhaps it is a name from one of your past encounters.

Zander: Yeah, all TWO of them.

Zander smirks.

Voice: An amusing statement, to be sure.

Zander chuckles.

Zander: Well, I try my best.

Zander's eyes widen.

Zander: Wait...you can read my thoughts?

Voice: Your inner voice is expressed physically within this plane.

Zander: So this is...my mindscape or something?

Voice: Affirmed.

Zander: Oh...it's nice.

Voice: That aspect of your anima is indeed reflected within.

Zander: "AH-nee-mah"...?

Voice: Your sense of self. The ancients use this term to define an individual sapient's mind.

Zander: Oh, are you already coaching me about the game?

Voice: Negated.

Zander: Ah. Well then...what do I need to know?

Voice: What do you wish to know?

Zander: Well, given that I already have an understanding of MMOs...

Zander's thoughts: ...for reasons I can't even figure out...

Zander: ...I guess we can move right to the fluff.

Voice: I assume you mean, "lore"?

Zander points at no-one in particular.

Zander: Yeah, that one.

A projected image of an Earthlike planet appears.

Voice: The world of Midakaoi, a place of wonder dominated by twelve mighty civilisations.

Zander: This seems familiar...

Voice: The factions have competed for countless generations, with not one of them gaining the upper hand. Each one has its own distinct theme and identity, and is signified by a unique hue.

A view of one of the continents zooms from the globe.

Voice: The primary area is Midakaoi, a continent so influential that its name has become synonymous with the entire globe. Here, the three factions of Midiora, Akempey and Aoatrak compete for sole dominance, with clashing ideals and philosophies. The Akempese are an industrious collective of smiths and warriors, who have coalesced into a society founded on honing of the body. As such, they typically frown on the use of magic. Dwarves are the notable nonhuman race of this faction.

Zander: I see...

Voice: By contrast, the Aoatrasi have embraced magic as a whole, and are expected within their society of mages and mystics to display some mastery of arcane ability. They focus mainly on the honing of the mind, which puts them in direct competition with the Akempese. Elves are a major contributor to the stability of Aoatrak.

Zander: Fascinating...

Voice: Preferring to remain neutral to the conflict, yet intervening out of a desire for eventual peace, the Midiorans follow ideals that hold the value of life and the natural order in high regard, and as such embrace the concept of the heart as their guiding philosophy. They prefer to focus their energies on aiding those in need, as opposed to the unnecessary conflicts of their rivals. The Kindred communities of Midiora often find themselves caught between disputes, and are quick to aid their faction and help to the best of their ability.

Zander: This game is amazing.

Voice: Other factions have become playable with each new expansion, each adding new options to the experience and providing supreme replayability. The Muraysa add-on introduced, amongst other options, an expanded rogue class and the dark elves. The first expansion then brought with it a new continent, with its own selection of three factions: Oredeoh, Soraset and Kiirbox. At present there are twelve playable factions spanning seven continents, with new content constantly in development.

Zander: It sounds like a lot of effort to bring this world to life.

Voice: Affirmed. However, the software is powered by an Axian mainframe, which makes integrating new features relatively simple.

Zander: Understood. So...what now?

Voice: Now you must build your avatar.

Zander: So...I can't enter as I look right now?

Voice: Against my better programming, I will respond to your query with one in kind: Would you step into a city street within the bounds of reality wearing only briefs?

Zander: Hm?

We cut to a full-body view of Zander as he looks at his body. He is wearing nothing but underwear.

Zander: I see your point...

Voice: Perhaps you would prefer to automatically generate an avatar for yourself?

Zander: I suppose so...

Voice: Very well. I will analyse your mind in order to determine your ideal form. All you need do is select your faction. I recommend either Akempey, Aoatrak or Midiora for a first-time player.

Zander: Uh...wow, that's a trickier question than I'd considered.

Voice: Which faction's ideals resonate best with your own?

Zander: Honestly, it's kind of a toss up between them.

Voice: How so?

Zander: Uh...Aoatrak puts more of a focus on magical study, whereas Midiora's focus on helping others resonates strongest with me. And as for Akempey...let's just say that my body could use a bit of honing in reality.

Voice: Affirmed. Race: Human. Class: Spellsword. Faction: Midiora.

An outfit of simple clothing and a beginner's sword flash onto Zander's body with white light.

Voice: Induction complete. If you require guidance, simply call on my name, and I will assist.

Zander: Well, when in Midiora…

Voice: Another amusing statement, to be sure. Welcome to Midakaoi Online.

Bright light fills Zander's mindscape.

Scene 2: The Name Pending Tavern: Junihoshi: Afternoon

We see the top of Farshot's green hair as he enters The Name Pending.

Farshot: Now, if I were...aha!

Farshot approaches a table. Erik sits there, dressed in his signature outfit.

Farshot: I've been looking EVERYWHERE for you, dude!

Erik: I needed to take a detour to the wandering world.

Farshot: Any particular reason?

Erik: Nothing with which to concern yourself, Broccoli.

We cut to a full-body view of Farshot. He is wearing Brocc's signature outfit from Crystals of Silveria.

Brocc: Yeah, because I have even BIGGER concerns, "Kelpie".

Erik: I am sure it is nothing you can't handle. You are, after all, a child of-

Brocc: I can't find Zander anywhere!

Erik: Truly?

Brocc: Yeah! You told me he'd be in Silvertooth!

Erik: But...that is indeed where I'd left him in the care of Eustace Taylor.

Brocc: I thought you said he was being cared for by another Icon. Since when is SHE an Icon?

Erik: Did you use the locator I gave you?

Brocc: Yep. No sign of him anywhere.

Erik: But he shouldn't be concealed from its tracking. It is supposed to pinpoint any being of Axian biology.

Brocc: Well, all I'm saying is that the device only picked up three "biologically Axian" signatures, and NONE of 'em was Zander.

Erik places his left hand on his chin.

Erik: Hm...perhaps I should convene with the Watchers.

Brocc: Those pompous geezers? How can THEY help?!

Erik: Brocc, those "pompous geezers", as you so eloquently described them, are my predecessors as Overlay Icons. If Ceruleus were to find out that Zander has become lost again-

Brocc: Well, you have the same powers as him, right?

Erik: N-Not exactly...

Brocc: Whatever. My point is that you're basically on the same level as Ceruleus, so you shouldn't be scared of him.

Erik: It is not a fear-born doubt, Broccoli. Cerleus was...IS...my mentor. In a sense, he is the closest thing I have to a father.

Brocc: Even though he looks young enough to be your older brother.

Erik: It's different for you. You were born under circumstances that allow you to retain the memory of your past. You have the one luxury I can never attain: the knowledge of your father, Barry Pharr.

Brocc: Well, I was more of a mother's lad...

Erik sighs.

Erik: I am not making myself clear, am I?

Brocc: Oh, I get what you're saying. You see Ceruleus as the father figure you don't remember, and you hate the thought of disappointing him.

Erik's eyes widen.

Erik: That isn't entirely accurate...

Brocc: I'm right, though, aren't I?

Erik pauses.

Erik: There is a grain of truth in your words.

Brocc: Well, that's only logic, isn't it? I mean, using grain as an analogy when my element is wood.

Erik: Brocc, grain is attributed to earth, not wood.

Brocc scratches his head.

Brocc: Oh yeah...well, why didn't you say, "there's a sapling of truth", then?

Erik: Because nothing about that statement makes any sense.

Brocc: So in your over 350 years of life thus far, you've NEVER heard anyone say those exact words in that exact order?

Erik: ...I have. Twice.

Brocc: See?

Erik smirks.

Erik: The most recent of which was mere moments ago.

Brocc laughs out loud.

Brocc: Never lose that dry sense of wit!

Erik snickers.

Erik: The irony being that my dry wit makes no sense considering my attribution to the water element?

Brocc's eyebrow raises.

Brocc: What...? Seriously, I don't...was that a joke?

Erik sighs.

Erik: For now, we must focus on finding Zander. I don't know how I'd react to any more unexpected surprises.

Brocc grins excitedly.

Brocc: Oh, that reminds me! A nice elf lady gave me a crystal!

Erik's eyes widen.

Erik: I...I...pardon?

Brocc: See?

Brocc pulls the Green Crystal from his tunic.

Erik: Broccoli...wh-where...how...?!

Brocc: Apparently, I'm now called the Greenbound or something. Neat, huh?

Erik's thoughts: How on Junihoshi did Brocc claim the Viridian Crystal...? Amethyst was meant to give it to...no, this doesn't make sense...

Erik: I will need to venture to Silvertooth at once.

Brocc: Okay, let's go.

Erik: I'm afraid that you must accompany your benefactor on her journey, at least for the time being.

Brocc: WHAT?! But I'm supposed to be helping Zander!

Erik: Believe me, this will aid your partner far more than you realise.

Brocc shrugs his shoulders.

Brocc: Oh, okay then. I wanted to see more of Junihoshi anyway. I mean...is it just me, or are Luminelvum and Ornoposia EXACTLY THE FREAKING SAME?

Erik: It's you.

Brocc shrugs his shoulders.

Brocc: Oh, okay then.

We hear Thobrun's voice call out from outside.

Thobrun's voice: Nae, lass! Dinnae drink that!

Mak's voice: Too late...oh, boy...

We hear a magical, sparkly sound, followed by Bryn's male voice.

Bryn's voice: What? What is it?

We hear a playful giggle.

Mara's "nice" voice: This is most amusing indeed.

Amethyst's voice: I suppose it is, in a sense. I trust there is an antidote?

Bryn's voice: To what? What has that no-good bolgard DONE to me?!

Thobrun's voice: I knew we couldnae trust that one...

Bryn's voice: What happened to my...HAVE I BECOME A F-

Brocc: That's them. I'd better go and see what all the fuss is about.

Erik: I'll keep in touch.

Brocc: You'd better!

Brocc leaves the tavern.

Brocc's voice: Hey, what's all the hubbub?

Mara's "nice" voice: Bryn drank the potion her friend gave her.

Bryn's voice: And I'm gonna rip 'im a new one next time I see 'im!

Brocc's voice: PFFFFFHAHAHAHAHA!

Bryn's voice: THIS ISN'T FUNNY, BEAN-PASTE BREATH!

Brocc's voice: Okay, okay, I'm sure there's a way to fix...this.

Mara's "nice" voice: Actually, Gazzo failed to provide an antidote.

Brocc's voice: PFFFFFHAHAHAHAHA!

Bryn's voice: BROCC!

Brocc's voice: I'm sorry, I'm sorry...it's just that...never mind.

Mara's "nice" voice: Perhaps we could procure one? Didn't you once say your family specialises in potions, Broccoli?

Brocc's voice: I think so.

Mara's "nice" voice: I would be willing to help you gather the required reagents to brew such a potion.

Brocc's voice: Well, we'll need the recipe from whoever made this one first.

Bryn's voice: Thank you so much, everyone. Especially you, Mara. You're always so nice and friendly to everyone.

Mara giggles sweetly.

Mara's "nice" voice: Well, my stepfather Jules is a positive role model.

Thobrun's voice: Well, he should be commended fer raising ye well, lass.

Mak's voice: Agreed. Amethyst undoubtedly made the right choice.

Amethyst's voice: You flatter me, dear Mak.

Mara's "nice" voice: In any case, you can always count on my support.

Brocc's voice: Then welcome to the Crystalbound, Mara!

We cut back to a view of Erik. He stares at the door.

Erik's thoughts: Then the Crystalbound are assembled at last...but...something is wrong...