Private Finished A new place

"I said I was lucky I have no sanity to loose in the first place. I spent two hundred years flying around, alone. Everyone I'd known in my lifetime had been poisoned from the amount of carbon released into the air, and eventually dissipated. So yeah, if I had a sanity to begin with, I'd have gone insane." A sad smile was visible for a second, with pain in his eyes, before he managed to adopt the same expression as before. Rolling over to face her, Sky answered "Well, I think so. This place does look an awful lot like my earth, although I haven't been off this island as of now."

"But what I mean is, has oil been mined in this timeline? Has the combustion engine been invented? Have you still got millions of cars pumping out carbon monoxide? I've already figured out that none of the elemental Spirits exist here, but I just want to know what kind of place I've landed in."

"Well... Quite literally, the only differences I've seen are that this island exists, and that the spirits don't exist. Apart from that, this place seems to be exactly the same as my universe, and no time-jumps either. Thank the sky. Anyway, I doubt those electric cars will really help. That power is still created using fossil fuels, and I can't really have that." Sky sighed, looking out of the window and into the sky.

"Oh yeah, there's something I kinda forgot to mention. At the current market price, my heart is worth around 50 billion US dollars. I mean, in a world where none of us existed, I don't need to worry about some random guy with a bottle jumping out at me, but y'know. That's how the last few died. Some guys found them, managed to put them under enough stress to go into hibernation and crystallise their Cores, and, well, you get this." Sky's eyes closed, and a small, pale blue orb floated into existence in front of him, and dropped down into his hand. A perfect sphere, with the middle seeming to almost twist if you looked close enough. "This thing is what keeps me alive. My conciousness, my power, my personality. It must be strange for a human to picture something like that, I guess." Should I really be telling someone things like this? Well, you gotta tell somebody at some point. You can't just let it sit there for another century or so, he considered, then turned his attention back to Nyota

"As funny as it is, I still don't know a ton about the human world. I do math about as well as anyone who's around this body's age, and my science isn't the best. So, y'know, I figured that I might as well go to a place built to learn stuff." Sky shrugged, the orb disappearing back into the air. "And there isn't much halm mentioning my worth in a world where I don't exist, if you know what I mean. The thing doesn't have a meaning here, since nobody knew about it before."

Sky shrugged. "Well, I sorta came through a portal by accident, so I can't exactly say I packed. I mean, do the blades count?" Facing his palms upwards and then spreading then apart, various air currently suddenly began to condensate and twist into two small, gem-like shapes.

From these, more wind layered itself onto them and shaped outwards, along with Sky's 'Magic(?)' to quickly form the shape of a sword-like weapon, the outward edge being far longer than the inner one, therefore appearing to look similar to a schimitar with the tip shaped more like an arrowhead than anything else. Except they were about as big as your arm. This process all took place in the span of about five seconds, and did the same with the second 'gem', which was now fused into the hilt of the blade. Setting them both down on his bed, he replied, "Well, there's my luggage. If you could call it that. Are weapons allowed in here?"

"I can create other things," Sky replied, taking a seat on the apparent nothingness below him. "But you can't really see them. I've been working on the blades for a while, and managed to get them physical, but everything else is solid, but not all that physical. If that makes any sense." After the second question came up, he paused for a second, trying to remember what happened. Dimension jumping always did this to him- scattered the memories around the time he jumped and meant that remembering wasn't all that easy.

"I... Think it was a centimatter pocket connection. Yeah, pretty sure that was it. Anyway, I was on one of my usual stratospheric flights, going to visit a water spirit I know. And then, of course, a connection opens up in front of me, incorporeal me doesn't really have the capacity to escape something like that, so I get pulled through to here. Judging from what I've seen, there's a damn lot of the stuff here." With a frown, Sky pondered quietly to himself, "So where does Oceana think I am now? I told her I'd get to her in the next two days, and seeing as I'm normally on time to this stuff... Oh fuck, she probably thinks I'm dead by now. Shit. Well, I can tell her what happened when I get back. Assuming I get back in the next century, which I find pretty unlikely."

Suddenly realising that he was still talking to somebody, Sky quickly snapped out of his muttering, and refocused on Nyota. "So, I gotta ask, how did you manage to come across the body of a sun god? I'm pretty sure you don't just find the things anywhere," he asked, hastily trying to change the subject