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“Testing.” a voice crackles through the speakers. Static fills the screen of the communicator. “Hello?” The screen and voice clear; the image reveals a green sweater-clad figure crouching in a half-constructed room. The speckled night sky is visible over her cape-capped shoulder. “This is video log 876 from entity C. I’m calling myself ‘Myrtle’ this phase. First log of this world-seed, day 30 or so.” The figure hms, a ghost of a smile on her lips. “I am aware this is quite later than I normally log, but it’s the first moment I’ve gotten alone.”
The figure leans back against the wall with an oomph. The video follows her. Her gangly legs fold awkwardly up, but her even longer arms keep the recording communicator from closing in. “I wouldn't have it any other way, though. I met another player named Ofelia. Lovely girl, easy as milk to recruit. She’s a patchwork soul like the two-in-one brothers, Bolt and Balt.” The curved line of her lips becomes a full smile. “What are the chances of that? We certainly make quite the trio...”
The video goes on for another few minutes as the speaker walks around a half-built mountain town. She gestures to empty wall after empty wall, phrases like “place a trap here,” and, “protect from attacks from that way,” are thrown around.
Finally, the figure stands atop a mountain with the construction below. “In terms of eternity, this place is temporary, I know, but the people won’t be. Their loyalty will last as long as their memory does. This place is my unforgettable gift.”
The space between worlds is quiet once more.