Taking her time, she strolled through a few places. Past the port, past market, taking in the scenery (which should be chaotic due to the news about the hunt). To her, this was just like the Wild Hunt she had experienced before. Her and the disciples hunting for ■■■■■■■■. Soon, she strolled through a forest familiar to her. The Shattered Forest. She had been here many times, going through the cracked glass floating by to and from to a place where a machine lied. She got closed to it and inspected it. "Dammit, it is still broken..." She had been trying ways to activate the machine. She wanted to go back-to-back between this world and the other. She had remembered one time, before she went and used the machine before it broke, when one of the Gods, Vuta, came to her. "Nice machine your friend made her. But are you really sure you want to go there? I heard that the Outer God Of Fear is residing in it too. If the machine breaks, it will take us quite a while to locate the world due to the Trichilliocosm," But stvpid Alpha, too arrogant to listen. So now here she is, back to the present, remembering what was said. "The Outer God Of Fear, huh... honestly, 'King' is a better name. No wonder he met Hastur..." And so, done with reminiscing, she took out a little diary from a black hole she made and sat on a rock to write it in. "Day 1343." "The King had recently revealed he was stalling and is now starting up a plan to kill the Usurpers. Good thing I left, though, but jeez, Calixto and that guy should stop lecturing me, *ugh*." "I think that's all I have to say today, see ya later." It may be years for her, but a few months for the others. Time flows differently through different worlds, and starts out later or earlier than others.
