A New Universe
From my multiverse
Snowflake was sitting in her little ice palace in her dad’s world. Her hair was dyed brown and she was wearing her light blue T-shirt and black leggings.
The guardians had met her when she was little, before Crystal came along, but they knew nothing about her. And she wanted to keep it that way. In her mom’s world she had expectations and rules to follow because she was the only heir to the throne of Arendale and she had inherited the status of being a spirit of the forest. And being a CA agent was no easy task either. Especially when you are trying to hide part of yourself.
Her dad’s world had none of that. The Guardians had practically forgotten about her and no one looked up to her.
It was time she tested her limits. How dimensional was she? Using dimension power was like a bottle. If one was dimensional, one could suck in dimension power into the bottle. How much dimension power they could hold was how dimensional they were.
She stood in the middle of the large ice room. Just as she was about to use dimension power, she felt something. A pang in the third dimension. She felt what it was. It was time for another world to wake up to the multiverse.
She sucked in dimension power and released it in the form of a portal to World 000. The purple circle opened into world 001’s second dimension, then to the third dimension, then to 000’s second dimension, and finally to 000’s first dimension.
Snowflake walked through into her room at the CA headquarters. She quickly closed the portal and rushed out the door.
She made it to the control room in record time. Everyone was there. Z-2 must have picked it up too. Miss Z walked into the room.
“Alright, girls. World 015 is ready to wake up. We have to get there before the SVS. I want Dashie, Patricia, and Snowflake to go.”
“What do we know about this world?” Patricia asked. Snowflake knew quite a lot about 015. She had been watching it for years. Being a multiversal birth, and dimensional, she could sit in the third dimension just outside the world.
“It is the sand world. The world’s story is shown in the graphic novel series, 5 worlds. The world’s main power is sand dancing. A sand dancer would dance and the sand would dance with them.” Answered the ever watching AI, Z-2.
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“Well, here is a chance to get a sand stone.” Declared Snowflake.
“Girls, I don’t want you to attract attention. All you need to do is keep the SVS out of that world. You may interact with people there, but no fighting.” Put in Miss Z.
“Got it.” They answered.
“That means you will not be using the planes.” Reminded Z-2.
“Fine by me.” Answered Snowflake.
“Ready?” Asked the AI.
“Yes.” They all responded. Z-2 opened a yellow spiral similar in shape to the larger, purple ones. The three agents walked through it. It led to an alleyway in the Sun Domani, which was a planet in a sun.
I rule the twilight, but I am not the chaos. I am the change, the growth, the going forward. I live in twilight, but my mind is not confused by the colors. I use them to my advantage. Just because I live in an in between state, doesn’t mean I am in between. I just live in twilight.
Sincerely, Midna
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