Our avatars are in a room together

"Hm—It is Liman. She looks quite like me—dresses, like me. Pale, red-eyed and—ah, with a peculiar pair of ears."

I've noticed.

Forgive me for asking, but how did you find your way here?

"Tell me about it..."

"Yeah, just hopin' nobody gets killed."

There was a bit She sent down here. We burned that.

...Then the rest of it showed up. We couldn't fight that ourselves. That was... I don't know if you could replicate that.

That's the best you can hope for, really isn't it? Things like this...

-study: sword-

"Papercrumb trails, signs of travel...and ah, of course—technology. How did you find yours?"

-It's not terribly powerful, but it's magic-

"You burned it?"

Y'know, I'm not entirely sure myself.

One minute, I'm inside a Gjallarhorn installation, the next I wound up outside this building.

It's odd, there's no doubt about that.

"Interesting..."

Just the part She sent down.

For the rest, there was Holy. And when that wasn't enough, it... we had this friend, and she sort of... I don't really know. She used the Lifestream as a weapon.

"Holy? Lifestream?"

Yeah. It's something else, that's for sure.

So uh... Are the people in your world around your size?

"Yes. Everyone here is just tiny."

"Hmm...Have you seen Liman, by any chance?"

...Y'know, the Lifestream. The reason we're alive. Makes Planets and stars what they are. What it feeds off of.

Holy's old magic. Doesn't surprise me you don't know what that is, but...

"So you weaponized what it feeds off of..."

...Not recently, I don't think.

...She's actually been rather independent lately.

Hm...

-more writing!-

-the fuck's he putting down?-

"Hey."

-Just plucks him off the ground by the back of his shirt-

"What's with the notes?"

Huh. It's not very good. But it's still magic. You're right about that.

"I'll manage."

You can probably trim a demon's fingernails with it.

"More than I could with a pistol."

"Oh, how so?"