Welcome.

[trustwellness]

You wake with the unshakable feeling that you shouldn't be here. Perhaps you were in the middle of something, perhaps you weren't. Either way, you're waking up in an unfamiliar location with no recollection of how you got here. The room you've woken up in is sparsely-decorated, though that might be difficult to tell at first given how nice the beds are...but eventually you'll notice a few things that are a little...off. Maybe the scent is striking you wrong - it's clean, but it's not yours. Maybe your bed back home doesn't support your back in quite this way. Maybe you should be seeing sunlight through your window by now. Maybe you should have a window in the first place. This isn't right, but leaving the room won't give you any more answers. You might want to grab the silver key sitting on your trunk on the way out. Don't worry though, you aren't all alone here. Once you step outside your room into the hallway, you'll notice that a few others are emerging from their rooms as well. It looks like they're just as confused and concerned as you are. Feel free to talk to them, but none of you know how exactly you wound up here and maybe some useful information can be found by exploring. If you follow the hallway to its end (and it's a very long hallway), you'll eventually arrive in the foyer. You'll find some very interesting information about yourselves on the wall near the clock. Perhaps even more importantly, if you look on the other side of the multi-pendulumed thing, you'll find other framed information that you might want to pay attention to. It could very well be the key to escaping this strange place, after all. Don't worry if you forget the rules, you can find them in every room of the building. Of course, search as you might, you won't find a doorway or a window of any sort. Getting out won't be so easy, it seems. But who knows? Perhaps your fellow captives have something to say about all of this. Welcome to Chronos University.

Comments

[certaingiant]

...Maybe it's local?

[He'll have to ask Killia if he knows what Christianity is. He hasn't gotten any strange comments on his name before...]

[oyashiromama]

Haaa... How strange, it was widespread around Earth, I thought... But every dimension varies.

Either way it is a pleasure to meet you.

[certaingiant]

I've never been to Earth, so if it's only there, I wouldn't know it.

[He doesn't know humans very well. And neither do most demons, so that's fine.]

Likewise. I hope that we know each other for a very brief time before escaping.

[oyashiromama]

[Well, nothing weird about that, that would explain it.]

I...yes, we all have something important to be doing right now, I imagine.

[certaingiant]

I know I certainly do. The formation of a rebel army has already been put off far too long.

[Who let Void Dark get this powerful? Honestly, things would be much easier if they'd been taken care of a hundred years ago...]

[oyashiromama]

...a rebel army? It seems...you really have something to get back to. For that sake...I hope you can.

[certaingiant]

I will.

[It may take some time, but he absolutely will return to what he needs to do.]

And you? What did the Wordsmith rudely interrupt for you?

[oyashiromama]

Oh, I... I was waiting for one of my descendants to be born.

[certaingiant]

...Now that is rude. We'd better get out of here quickly if you want to be back in time for that.

[Armies can delay their marching, particularly if they've just been formed - babies delaying their births, not so much.]

[oyashiromama]

I would appreciate that, very much. It's something I've been looking forward to for a long time.

[certaingiant]

I can only imagine.

[Well, no, he can't, given how young he is.]

How many generations removed are they?

[oyashiromama]

...ah... Upwards of twenty-five?

[Her smile's a little thin.]

I've...lost count.

[certaingiant]

I can see where that would be easy to lose track of. I'm not nearly old enough for children, myself.

[Two thousand years old is still 'young adult' where he's from.]

[oyashiromama]

They really are wonderful, if you ever want them.

[Dang, and she thought her species was long-lived.]

[certaingiant]

[Disgaea numbers are big. All numbers.]

I'll take your word for it. I don't have any interest in pursuing that at this stage of my life.