Thread:Autumnlibrarian16/@comment-38973390-20200118180603

In Forengard, almost nearly all deities are said to have a domain, a place tailored specifically to them and what they represent. The details vary from deity to deity, but the existence of one can be considered a home for the being it belongs to. And naturally, a domain reflects the state of a deity’s affairs.

And thus, current state of Wish Palace would say a lot about the condition of its inhabitants.

Located in a dimension usually shut off from the most of the world, the domain known as “Wish Palace” was always unused to visitors. Despite the lack of guests, however, the location would typically maintain an appearance of grandeur. What could be considered the ground within the domain floated in midair, preventing anyone from immediately falling into the swirling greenish-black abyss that covered both the “sky” and the “ground”. In the center of the levitating platform, a small palace rose from the ground. And usually, in front of said castle would be a pair of youthful-looking twins, standing as guards by the entrance; inside the palace, the deity known as “Wick” could often be found alongside the teenager known as “Marie”. Directly across from the entrance would be a seemingly peculiar green door, attached to nothing but empty space on the edge of the platform.

But at the present, Wish Palace was clearly a shadow of itself. Despite usually being locked, out-of-place door was left wide open, emitting the bright white light of a portal leading to Forengard’s mainland. The surface that constituted the domain seemed to be somewhat unsteady and shaky to stand on, occasionally tilting and wobbling ever so slightly. And while the palace remained in tact, only one of the “knights” stood in front of the castle, his face blank and devoid of any expression. In fact, the entrance to the Wish Palace was was open, a fact that the young male didn’t seem to register. Furthermore, none of the other usual inhabitants seemed to be here.

Said “knight” appeared to be a boy no more than thirteen years of age, standing at a short height below five feet tall. His blue-green eyes stared off into horizon, completely blank. By his side was a baton of sorts, and tightly fastened above his left foot was an anklet with a butterfly motif. Very few would recognize the young “knight”, but if one did, they would recall his name to be “Magius”. Who knows what brought you to this desolate, empty place? Maybe you ran into the other side of the green-door-portal, or maybe you simply teleported yourself in. Regardless of how or why you’re inside the deity of wishes, dreams, and ideal’s domain, Magius has yet to notice your arrival. You're free to do whatever you wish. // yeehaw it's part who knows of how many of Autumn trying to return to GGaD; please pardon any poorly made assumptions //  