The fight between the Great Spirit Robots began and ended. The shattered remains were scavenged over and fought over for decades. The shattered husks of thousands of wrecked ships and vehicles lie buried above the prototype robot its one hand shoved up above the mess reaching for the sun bleached skies. The armies lie unburied among the rubble already rotted away leaving nothing but suits of armor in their wake.
"Do you mean me in the sense of personal identity or in the eyes of others?" Prophet takes a small jump and slides down the scrap heap on his heels.
"Oh, both would be nice."
He hits the device as it gives a burst of static.
"I go by many names. My enemies, and those who I now call 'friends', call me Prophet. You can as well. I'm an interdimensional warlord looking for a fresh start."
"I go by many names. My enemies, and those who I now call 'friends', call me Prophet. You can as well. I'm an interdimensional warlord looking for a fresh start."
"None of that particularly filled me with confidence...So what are you doing here?"
"I go by many names. My enemies, and those who I now call 'friends', call me Prophet. You can as well. I'm an interdimensional warlord looking for a fresh start."
"None of that particularly filled me with confidence...So what are you doing here?"
He still keeps fiddling with his device.
"Under the suggestion of a glowing ball of light, I've been monitoring the Multiverse. In particular, the dimensional walls that keep them separate. For some reason, those walls in the dimension I now call home are weakened. My theory is that the weakening of those walls is acting as a dimensional beacon, explaining why almost everyone there is from another universe. Monitoring of the dimensional walls has shown recent intrusions into my home dimension, the intrusions originate here."
"None of that particularly filled me with confidence...So what are you doing here?"
He still keeps fiddling with his device.
"Under the suggestion of a glowing ball of light, I've been monitoring the Multiverse. In particular, the dimensional walls that keep them separate. For some reason, those walls in the dimension I now call home are weakened. My theory is that the weakening of those walls is acting as a dimensional beacon, explaining why almost everyone there is from another universe. Monitoring of the dimensional walls has shown recent intrusions into my home dimension, the intrusions originate here."
"Ok...Um...you take orders from a Glowing ball of light?"
He looks up from his malfunctioning scanner.
"You monitor the multiverse? How in the world? I mean the dimensional barriers shouldn't be that damaged from one time loop exploding as to how I got...Wait...I'm in another dimension. Well that explains how the scanner isn't working, but where in the world is here!?!?"
"Under the suggestion of a glowing ball of light, I've been monitoring the Multiverse. In particular, the dimensional walls that keep them separate. For some reason, those walls in the dimension I now call home are weakened. My theory is that the weakening of those walls is acting as a dimensional beacon, explaining why almost everyone there is from another universe. Monitoring of the dimensional walls has shown recent intrusions into my home dimension, the intrusions originate here."
"Ok...Um...you take orders from a Glowing ball of light?"
He looks up from his malfunctioning scanner.
"You monitor the multiverse? How in the world? I mean the dimensional barriers shouldn't be that damaged from one time loop exploding as to how I got...Wait...I'm in another dimension. Well that explains how the scanner isn't working, but where in the world is here!?!?"
"Hmph. How rude. I am NOT a 'glowing ball of light'" The Oracle says, materializing behind the Field Medic. "Shut up. Wait, what's this about a time loop exploding?"
"Ok...Um...you take orders from a glowing ball of light?"
He looks up from his malfunctioning scanner.
"You monitor the multiverse? How in the world? I mean the dimensional barriers shouldn't be that damaged from one time loop exploding as to how I got...Wait...I'm in another dimension. Well that explains how the scanner isn't working, but where in the world is here!?!?"
"Hmph. How rude. I am NOT a 'glowing ball of light'" The Oracle says, materializing behind the Field Medic. "Shut up. Wait, what's this about a time loop exploding?"
"Oh, a prison exploded, and I have to figure out where the karz I am."
"Hmph. How rude. I am NOT a 'glowing ball of light'" The Oracle says, materializing behind the Field Medic. "Shut up. Wait, what's this about a time loop exploding?"
"Oh, a prison exploded, and I have to figure out where the karz I am."
Prophet stops the dust cloud, "What could that be?" The Oracle responds in his usual cheery demeanor, "It is a dust cloud that could be caused by winds or from a large oncoming force."