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You can call me Alex, or perhaps you will know me by my new name: Argolex. I was once a part of your earth, but when I walked away from it, I was swept away to another earth. This is my tale from the other side of the Interplane. When I never expected to wake up again, I woke up in another world. One where our English is an ancient language used only for magic. Now I, who was given the name Argolex by one of the natives of this new world, must find my place in this land of lies and facades. Meanwhile, the King's Guard is looking for anyone with magical tattoos called Chaos Scars... Someone like me. Because I have a lot of them. Rated PG for mildly dark subject matter and implied indecency (no descriptions, just acknowledgement).
A girl stood among the stars. Her sky-blue pigtails blew in an imaginary wind.
"Just a bit longer, and that branch will collapse. This is so exciting!"
"Exciting?" a male voice asked from behind her.
She spun to see a young man -- how young, she could hardly guess, but older than she appeared -- standing with her amongst the stars.
"How'd you get here? How are you still here?"
He shrugged. "I walked. And when I didn't have the energy to walk anymore, I found myself walking among the stars."
He did seem somewhat athletic.
"Is that so... Well, would you like to play a game with me?" she bounced on the balls of her feet, disregarding the fact that there was no ground to bounce off of.
He looked away. "No. Not after what I have done. I'm cursed."
Her innocent, happy girl facade disappeared. "You think so?"
"I have no reason to say any other way. I made mistakes, and I ended up here."
The girl smirked. "And here I was about to make you a god. Too bad you told me no."
"Who are you to make gods?"
"The goddess of a dozen worlds. And you have just ticked me off."
She paused for dramatic effect.
"Now I'll show you what it really means to be cursed."
