Three Universes

Warnings for: self harm, violence, death

I was created. The OFF universe wasn't my first world to live in. Where I came from, it was more tropical, and everything had a yellow color scheme to it. I was a wandering Purifier, and I didn't have to hide my face. Everyone knew me and loved me. I kept cities clean and kept corruption from spreading.

The Frog King was a point of corruption. I naturally took matters into my own hands, going to slay the Frog King. Before his death, he cursed me. I didn't realize what had happened until I had returned home. My face had become like that of the King's. Terrified and upset, I tried to destroy my face. Ever since then, I have worn a mask to hide the scars on my face.

My Puppeteer was Sucre. She was French, and she did not exist in my world. She existed Above. Nobody knew where Above was. But one day, something went wrong. I was thrown from my universe, and she came crashing down. I caught her and kept her safe, but she was very hurt.

We had arrived in the OFF universe. And our arrival didn't go unnoticed. The Guardian of that universe, Hugo, saw us coming. He placed us in Zone 0, where we found Pablo and Valerie. I begged Pablo for help, as Sucre was injured and needed to rest. He was kind, and allowed us to stay with him.

For my early time in the OFFverse, I spent a lot of time in Zone 2's library, reading up on local medicine and how I could save Sucre. Through this, I invented the Tickets and I learned how to make the meats, the raw materials of which came from Zones 3 and 1 respectively.

I managed to nurse Sucre back to health, but she was never as strong as she formerly was. So we made Zone 0 our home. She wasn't strong enough to travel between Zones. In order to make a living, I became a Merchant instead. My music box was a gift from Sucre, and Pablo imbued it with the power to help me travel between Zones.

Zone 0 was much like home. It was sub-tropical, but remained at a comfortable temperature. It rained sometimes.

Zone 1 was always hot and humid. It was miserable working there on the surface, so I always set up shop in the caves, where it was cooler.

Zone 2 was like 0, but cooler. The air was nippy sometimes. Japhet, who I always saw as a friend, let me set up the mall and amusement parks for the Elsen.

Zone 3 was freezing. It always seemed to be snowing there. I had both a sweater and a shirt. Here, I wore both because goddamn it was cold.

I went to The Room sometimes, mostly to visit Hugo. I was surprised to see him a sickly child. So I frequently made things for him, little toys, sometimes sweets with the power to stay his malady. The comic was my creation as well, but I let the Batter deliver that one.

My relationship with the Batter was... a strange one. I knew him before the game started. He was kind, but he always seemed to be hiding something. When the game began, I sensed corruption. Not just in the land, but in him. As it progressed, it got worse. I took to following him around. I always had my sword on me.

And then, the worst happened. One by one, he slew all the Zone guardians. He snuffed out life wherever he could find it. Every time he visited my shop, he seemed less and less human. My old Purifier instincts were twitching, telling me to end this now. But I couldn't. Something was stopping me.

Then he found and killed Sucre, even though I had tried to hide her. Pablo was too wound up in grief to guard Zone 0, and I arrived too late to save her.

My final position, before the Queen's room, was the last I ever saw the Batter. He had changed. He was a monster now. And I was stuck in place. When he passed me and entered the throne room, I knew all was lost.

Minutes later, it all ended. The world was destroyed.

And I was wrenched into somewhere else.

My memories here are blurred and confused. I remember only little snippets, but I know it was the UNKNOWN universe. I became a Purifier again and I sought to destroy Seneca.

I ultimately failed, and I was killed by a flying piece of the machine the Puppeteer attempted to destroy.

I remember much more than what's written here, especially in the OFFverse. I even remember some random days and events.