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Through the eyes of an observer.

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If there is virtue in vice...
While we await our artist, a small update couldn’t hurt. The thing about horses is that breaking legs is very very bad for them. Especially when coupled with a crystal ball to the head. The horned horse tips to the side and hits the ground hard. Crystia hears a giggle from behind. Girl: “Ooh, you wanna play rough! Let’s play tag then!” The girl reaches out to Crystia. Though her hand would pass right through, its mere touch would leave a chill like frostbite on the very soul.
If there is virtue in vice...
[B3F] Horned Horse: “Apo-what?” That’s all the horse gets out before he’s promptly stabbed by Bastet. It snorts and rears up to stomp the ground. The moment its hooves hit the floor, a green whirlwind will roar towards Crystia. The ghostly girl decides to aid “Mr. Horsie” by sending out a red pulse of light. Crystia and Bastet can feel their offensive power weaken. Bastet can tell it’s a spell similar to the agility-lowering spell the birds used. —- [B5F] The pig demon slams down his utensils and glares down at this human that dared intrude upon his meal, but Jhin’s stylish introduction is enough to pacify him for now. He starts sawing at a steak with his knife as he speaks. “I am Horkos, ruler of this world. A traveling performer you say? Ohoho! I could use some entertainment down here!” Horkos’s voice is deep and booming. Even Roshine can hear it coming from one of the doorways.
If there is virtue in vice...
[B5F] A round of applause follows the shower of petals. Jhin exits this “stage” in style and follows the hurried chefs with Akia tagging along. Their destination is a noisy kitchen full of overwhelming smells and gleaming silver appliances. The amount of food being prepared is comparable to that a restaurant crowd needs. Occasionally, one of the chefs peeks through a side door. Should the duo check that door, they’d see a luxurious dining room with an array of nearly empty plates. Towering at the table is a beast that’s a yellow and regal mix of dragon and pig. Its clawed feet are tucked under its body while its hands wield a fork and knife to shovel food into its tusked mouth. Roshine descends and notices Akia and Jhin slipping into the rightmost door of this hall. —- [B3F] Crystia can finally make out what’s being said just as the voices’ owners come into view: a little girl with a misty cloud for a lower body and a horse with the horns of a ram. Girl: “Are you busy now, Mr. Horsie? Can you finally play with me?” The horse snorts and paws at the ground. Horned Horse: “Sorry, lassie, but I got to get back to my post. Tell ya what, I’ll get ya something nice the next time I can extort some clueless young’un.” Girl: “Like that scarf?” The girl points at Bastet. The horse is startled by Crystia’s sudden appearance, but lowers his head and glares. Horned Horse: “Yeah... Maybe I can get ya that present now, lassie.”
If there is virtue in vice...
[B4F] Crystia finds a set of stairs leading upwards in this western room. She can hear voices upstairs. They’re too quiet to hear clearly but they sound happy. Just some casual chatter. Crystia and Roshine can hear a piano’s music coming from the northern room. —- [B5F] Even demons can appreciate the fine arts. A few of the wandering demons around here have already taken seats on the couches or are lingering nearby to listen to Jhin’s performance. One of the chefs is entranced by the tune but is quickly dragged away by his coworker. Rushed Chef: “Come on, Master Horkos will be mad if his meal isn’t ready!” Distracted Chef: “Isn’t this the fifth one today? I feel sick just watching him eat...” They pay no mind to Akia and run to the kitchen.
If there is virtue in vice...
[B5F] Jhin descends into what feels like an entirely different world. To his left is a main room with plush red couches and a grand piano in the center. To his right is the source of the smell: two doorways that appear to lead to a dining room and kitchen respectively. Creatures in chef outfits frantically run in and out of the kitchen. They don’t even notice Jhin as they dash by, muttering about orders lagging behind. —- [B4F] “No, I am from the Expanse. I am the Divine Holy Ghost. I asked the Bennu for help finding a human body to live in, but that didn’t work out... I guess humans don’t want to die... It’d be really inconvenient for you... And I don’t think I can kill you, and I’ve never seen how becoming a Guardian works... You’d probably take control when you revive anyway. It was a foolish wish.” The Holy Ghost’s face looks like it’s melting... no, it’s just drooping. It starts floating back upwards sadly.
If there is virtue in vice...
Jhin waltzes off to the northern room. Pulling aside vines reveals a staircase leading downwards. Unlike the other sets of stairs, vines gradually give way to brilliant white stone and golden railings. It’s like descending into a slice of heaven. The faint aroma of spices and cooked meat wafts upwards. —- Meanwhile, in the former “mini-library,” Crystia’s digging reveals no secret passages. She finds a cool-looking crystal ball but that’s about it. The fallen bird spits out the ice that had been clogging its mouth. “Hu... man... such bold words for something so squishy... Lord Horkos will avenge me...” The ceiling’s vines rustle. Whatever was up there definitely heard Roshine. Rather than bursting through, the being simply phases through the ceiling and hovers near the fallen bird. It has the appearance of a stereotypical white bedsheet-covered ghost, but it sports a pair of tiny wings and has a calming aura Roshine would recognize as holy. “Cultists sound scary. I’m glad they’re dealt with... huh? Why’s Bennu hurt? Did the cultists attack them?” The ghost tilts its head.<div class='edited'>(edited by Hundred-S)</div>
If there is virtue in vice...
Roshine’s flames incinerate the Inquisitive and Sagely Birds, with Akia and Jhin’s attacks finishing them off. The Searching Bird would have attempted to counterattack, but a spike of ice hits its open beak and makes it gag and fall over, dazed. With the storm of magic over, Ihika steps in and nudges the bird with his foot. It twitches but is unable to attack anymore. A few stray flames cling to the books and vines. Whatever the birds were reading, it’s too charred to be of any use. This room has no path to a lower floor either. Unless you want to mess with this poor bird or try anything else, this room is of no use.
If there is virtue in vice...
Roshine absorbs the light of the candles flickering among the books, making his own wings of light the main glow illuminating the room. The wind’s flow wavers both from his interference and the birds weakening their spell. Searching Bird: “Humans? What a twist of fate!” Inquisitive Bird: “What does it matter to you? Killing humans is trivial. Won’t hurt if you let it happen.” Sagely Bird: “To help our client, we must experiment. A life for a life. To arms!” The trio open their wings and caw. Though the blades hit hard and the books go up in flames, this only angers them more. Even a drunken demon is dangerous. Searching Bird: “Don’t leave my sight!” Inquisitive Bird: “What do you humans look like on the inside?” Sagely Bird: “Burning our research materials? Burn with it!” The first bird sends out a green pulse that makes everyone’s limbs feel as if they had been infused with lead. The other two stoke the winds anew. They combine the powers of their wind spells and unleash it in a burst of cutting winds and fiery pages out at the humans. Though this gives them some burns from stray flames, they pay it no mind. Bastet notes that these birds are vulnerable to bullets, but also ice and wind. Akia’s attack was close enough to ice to hit the second weakness. Their swift movements and holy energy make physical attacks and light not very effective.
If there is virtue in vice...
As quite a few folks have chosen this entrance, allow me to reveal it. Within is a bookworm’s dream: stacks of books in a small yet cozy room. The smell of old pages permeates the air. Gusts of green wind send books flying around, pages turning, allowing a trio of birds to read and learn and wisen. These birds have the appearance of a brown ibis with a red hat that has long straps on each side. A voice calls from the upper floor. Voice: “Have you found it yet?” The birds reply without taking their eyes off the pages. Searching Bird: “This takes time.” Inquisitive Bird: “Perhaps we could use a human as a host?” Sagely Bird: “Yes, a human to sacrifice for new life, yet humans are not common in the Expanse.” They’re too busy reading to notice their visitors. You can leave and try another entrance if you wish.
If there is virtue in vice...
The salamander leans forward and bites Akia’s hand. Like with Crystia and the Kobold, Akia feels some of her life force drain away. “ME AM BRUTE IHIKA. ME HELP YOU. DIA.” A warm light surrounds Akia, reinvigorating her and closing the wound on her hand. After that, Ihika waits for any orders or for his new master to move. This demon appears compliant. However, take care of him. Without a COMP to be tethered to, his death cannot be reversed if he meets his end. The doorways are too covered with foliage to see much. A faint breeze comes from the eastern door.

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If there is virtue in vice...
There are those in this world with limitless power. There are those in this world with limitless depravity. There are those in this world who only observe the chaos that unfolds before them, immortalizing it in stories. This is a story of one who follows all three paths, and the mortals wrapped up in a twisted whim. However, this is not <i>his</i> story, if those the audience follows claim ownership of it. This is your story, then, you poor souls brought into this mess. You are fragile, you are weak, but a stone under pressure becomes a diamond. For now, you are in a dream. You can feel the warm, wet breath of something and the touch of cold scales. While you stare into this darkness, describe yourself. &quot;Who are you, and what do you wish to be?&quot; The question rings in your ears.
Shadow Network: Thrill of the Haunt
Despite it being a few months away from Halloween, someone has turned an old boarded-up house into a creepily-decorated attraction. A green mist flows out of the doorway, and cobwebs and orange and black decorations litter the porch. Anyone passing by could see some movement inside beyond the &quot;Take One&quot; candy bowl at the front steps.
Shadow Network: Virus Infestation
Tokyo was a bustling city, and as such, any problems with transportation threw a wrench into the works of this well-oiled machine. For the past day, the entire subway line has been shut down. The official statement claimed this was due to a major gas leak, but over time, that was becoming harder to believe. A green mist flowed out of any opening it could find. It was contained in the tunnels for now, but rumors of creatures within surfaced. By noon of the following day, the guards at one of the subway entrances had inexplicably vanished. Yellow tape was the only thing between everyone else and the tunnels, yet few dared to venture close... much less inside.
Drink Machine the Reckoning: Now With 60% Less Snakes!
There was a sleek silver box on the sidewalk, resembling a fridge. It had a keyboard about halfway up, and a plastic cup already set under a nozzle. The label across the top read &quot;Type anything, get anything!&quot;
Vending Machine Ultimate Redux 2.5 Remix
A lone, black vending machine sits in the busy city. A keyboard-like keypad allows anything to be entered. No money can be inserted, so whatever comes out is free...
Snek's House of Spooks
What was once a boarded-up house has become a... well, it's still a boarded-up house, but with tacky Halloween decorations! A crudely-made sign advertises a haunted house. It's almost comical, to be honest. But it's free.
Serpent World: Games and More!
A new attraction has opened out of the blue! The outside of the building has a sign above the door with the establishment's name, and a green cartoony snake circling the edge. Inside is a station to purchase tokens and a prize counter, as well as various games. There's also a play area with a ballpit and a network of netting, tubes, and slides.
Creeping Creation, Creeping Death
Once again, an anomaly has come to the park. At a glance, everything is normal. No weird rift like a few days ago. However, staring at a certain spot revealed a slight quivering bulge in the ground, like a tumor in the earth. The grass on it is a dull, drained gray-green color.
Swords of Rest and Guilt
A sliver of rainbow light cuts through the air of the park. Literally. It's like a splinter of light in the air, in place and throbbing like an open wound.
Serpent's Challenge: Flutter by, butterfly.
[While there are limits to a snake's abilities, the intricate properties of the Nexus allow it to exercise control it normally wouldn't have. The Laws are in place..] [Time to put in the independent variables...] --- [You awaken in a random place around the city. Everything is as it should be, yet you can't shake the feeling that something is wrong... Nor can you remember what happened within the past few hours.]
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