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A Voyage Of The Unlucky Anomalous Mage Across The Boundless Realities.

Once upon a time, a young man had so much to look forward to in the future; now, it had been ripped away in the blink of an eye in a matter of a day, including those who were close to him while he survived—although he thought he was going to survive. Now reborn as a baby again, Tristan Devroop Akvash is tossed into a seemingly ordinary world with fragmented memories of his past life that he refuses to piece together. I mean, why would he when this new life of his is fantastic!! Yet, everything seems to fall off again as awakens to what this world had always been from the beginning, where another tragedy will unfold where young Tristan can only watch and be transported off to a deserted field of snow. Through that brief period of tragedy, he was held at a crossroads of what he'd become. But an annoying voice in his head and an odd entity of unknown origins had somehow kept his mind "mostly" intact, and he would meet strange people as his caretakers who had prior dealings with his parents. He will explore his new abilities in this world and possibly discover parts of himself that he hasn't known about, even from his last life in this World Of Darkness. I want to say that this story starts out completely dark, not the first chapter but the second. It's also not fast-paced, as the focus will be on other characters, too. (Anyway, things won't go wrong for Tristan again until he is 10, so he will have time.) (I do not own the World of Darkness or any other potential worlds. The World of Darkness is a role-playing tabletop game that doesn't have to be completely accurate, and there will be OCs and tons of bullsh*t happening in it with all the entities within. Kind of similar to the SCP world but with 30 years of lore continuity.) (Also, this story might include World Travel too. I haven't decided yet, but if I were to choose, then his next world should be wholesome or the complete opposite of grim and dark to create a new challenge for him) (I do not own any of the Pictures, Cover: Scpishka.) Extra tag: Romance Main World: WOD Second World: ???? Third World: SCP Fourth: The Fuck Is This?!?!?!? (Warning: Read Auxiliary before reading the story, to be less confused)

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Unknown Suffering, Learning About The First Sphere Of The Day

(A/n: Yeah, I just came back from writing my other novel, which has fewer words but more action. It's called "The Journey Of The Weaving Chaos Through Eternity." It's a fun read with 19 chapters and should have a bit of connection to this novel for a particular character. This chapter will be shorter as I am just back to studying again of WOD. Again, I do apologize for not uploading, as I saw not a lot of people were reading this fanfic; I will try to write and upload more.)

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(Year: February 13, 1950)

(POV: Child Orion Constantine)

Everything hurts; why am I in pain right now?

What was pain again? Everything feels dark... I want to go home.

What was a home? I don't care anymore, but please make the pain stop!!! I- CAN'T BREATHE!!!

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(3rd POV: Technocracy: Progenitors)

[Location: Redacted]

[Time: 1300, January 12, 1950]

[Project: Lucifer's Demise]

[First Archive Written By (Redacted)]

This project has been the result of a long series of experimental trials and studies to produce a perfect weapon to eradicate a particular case of reality deviant that had seemingly started to cause problems within a specific set of time and without any provocation. From the earliest case, they were when The [Earthbound] was summoned to Earth by priests, shamans, sorcerers, and mages.

The problem arose around [January 3, 1948]. It happened precisely at three in the morning when seemingly every single [Non-awakened] in the World began to pray spontaneously to an unknown entity at a specific time collectively. This prayer lasted for 25 minutes worldwide, causing accidents when driving cars, leading to 335,425 dead in the U.S.

It is unknown how other countries have been affected by this collective forced prayer or even how it affected the nonbelievers in the first place. Still, after 25 minutes, the victim will forget that they had ever prayed to this unknown entity that is now nicknamed [Alternate] because of its uncanny ability to mimic the Abrahamic religion and many others close to it.

It went by the name of Caliel [Redeacted->], and finding leads closer to the subject will lead to memory loss from the agents finding the target. Likely, this [Alternate] wasn't on Earth during the incident. The main theory is that Caliel was only used as an alias for a deviant that came from legends, known as the Morningstar of light, Lucifer.

The job of finding the targeted location was left to the void engineers as they set out to find the dimension where these deviants are located within the Umbra planes. Still, from accounts of the [Council Of Nine Traditions], It was known as the [Abyss], an entirely different plane altogether from the deep universe. It will be an arduous task to accomplish such travels because of an incident from WW2 that disordered. 

It's likely believed that this source of energy is a spark that every unawakened or awakened person has within their souls and that these demons use it for their goals and purposes. 

Sadly, permanently killing a demon has been deemed impossible through trial and error, and jobs like these would usually require a hunter or, in exceptional cases, an imbued. An imbued can be classified as the same as a hunter but is awakened by entities only known as [Messangers]

These [Messangers] are from unknown origins. From accounts of imbued that Task Force: VALKYRIE has detained, we learned that the messages they whisper into the minds of the Imbued come from these "entities." 

We have gained very little from that aspect of information, but we have learned more extensively about how [edges] work. [Conviction] is a process of reserves to fuel said [edges].

But the main subject of this archive comes from an individual that our operatives picked up from the streets.

An orphan, approximately 3-4 years old, to be exact, already has [Conviction] that an imbued should have since birth. The individual has an uncanny feeling of Quintessence manipulation. Further studies will continue within the CryoTube for Project 0 to create a spear against Lucifer that had started reaching this World.

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[September 22, 12:45 Pm Of Afternoon]

(POV: Back To The Present, Orion Constantine)

Memories of an old past hit me like a rabid bastard with a metal bat as I walked down to an area that should be able to sell cars, but oddly enough, there was an odd change that was warping around my perception, almost like freezing time.

Orion whistled at the sight as all of the colors around him turned black and white and spoke up with a hint of fascination, "Huh? This should be one of them pocket realities or pockets of time that high-level Mages should be able to use... Nice.." 

Even when he said that Orion's nerves were high at this moment, they became even higher when he heard a feminine voice whisper to his ear. {Well, now, you damn Oreo, It seems like you know a bit of your stuff when it comes to situations like these} 

Orion violently swung to the side and moved in the direction of the voice for it to not be there, and he heard a voice echoing by the side of his ear.

{Yah Hoooo!!! I'm right behind you!!!} And that was when Orion saw that same woman who was molesting a ten-year-old boy back in Idaho... The thought of it still gave him shivers. Orion waved his hand.

"Oh... Hey there, Mrs.?" All of her pressure died down when she heard that. Thinking of Tristan, her eyes widened, and she started giggling a bit.

{Ahhh~ I guess that is my status, huh? Well, my Tristy calls me Ana... But you could call me... Void} Her momentum went up again as she said that name, and before Orion spoke again, Anafabula raised her hand to stop him from talking.

{I only came here to ask you something... Do you want to know your Origins, Orion?} Orion rubbed his hair as he closed his eyes in deep thought, but he was only confused and asked her a question that bothered him.

"Why do you want to tell me?" Ana, or Void at this moment, hummed and told him.

{I don't have a reason at all... But, I have to say that your existence has come from a begotten era or some of the blood you have comes from that era, no matter how small, can tilt this very World and Paradox and piss off a lot of the beings here... But it's only a yes or no answer... So choose.} Orion shook his head and said.

"Sounds way too much of a pain in the ass in getting the knowledge, and your Tristy will already be causing problems..." Void/Ana shook her head as she actually understood Orion's reason, shrugged her shoulders, and slowly disappeared before warning him.

{Oh yeah, before I forget, be careful with some of the plants around here; you don't want to become itchy, right~} Void/Ana grinned like a maniac as she finally disappeared, leaving Orion to become confused and paranoid. But all he could do was go to the car place to find a family car to drive for Caliel and Tristan and hopefully drag Tristan to a shed to keep all of the ammunition and weaponry inside, instead of using the boy's shadow.

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(POV: Tristan Devroop Akvash

I opened the red oriented box, and the inside of the box began to glow a multitude of blue and red, and what came out of the box was a hologram of Kai, of all people. And the hologram waved his hand and said.

"Well, hello there, Tristan; I bet your sorry ass wasn't expecting to see me out of the box out of everyone, right!??!!! Well, you see, I am similar to a clone, but I work as a spiritual hologram to assist in the learning process of each Sphere of influence, which are [Force], [Spirit], [correspondence], [Life], [entropy], [Mind], [Prime], [Time], and finally the most debated Sphere for what it is... Drumroll, please!!! [TENTH]!!!!" The carbon copy of Kai pointed his finger up to the sky like a rock star, making Tristan feel dead inside, and said.

"Go back in the box..." The hologram Kai gasped in surprise and yelled out.

"But I just got here!!! You were the one who got me out of the box?!?!?" Tristan slammed his shadow table and yelled at the hologram.

"I SAID GET BACK IN THE BOX!!!!!" Hologram Kai crossed his hands and shook his head, saying.

"Nuh-uh..." Tristan went ballistic.

"THE FUCK YOU MEAN NUH-UH!!! GET... BACK... IN... THAT DAMN BOX!!!!!!" Hologram Kai was unbothered by Tristan's yelling and said.

"Not till I teach you the Sphere of the day, Tristan~ You can't just lock me in the box again... Come on, Tristan, what happened to learning about Spheres?..... Please don't lock me back in the box..... pretty please..." Seeing his hologram being as miserable as his original made Tristan think a bit and give up.

"*Sigh* What sphere are we learning about today...." He said without much joy, making Hologram Kai excited.

"YIPPEE!! Well, the first Sphere we're learning today will be the [Spirit]." Tristan, depressed, had bounced back as he wanted to listen to the Sphere.

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(A/n: Short Chapter...)