Conclusion

[voidtreckermods]

Thank you.

For those inside the system the voices of the Great-Seasons ring out around them once the red mass has vanished and the blue plinth it was smothering is freed once more. They don't have all that much time to reflect on that before they find themselves waking up once more in their bodies around the tree trunks.

Or at least, around the tube that is the Great-Season they entered through. All illusions have vanished now, all that is left are pipes and metal.

The Great-Seasons allow them passage out from the centre, no sentries or pipes attack them this time. Everything seems to have been put to rights, the walls in the Autumn sector have stopped moving, there is no strange weather effects in the Summer Sector, no engineering problems in Winter and all the camaloid creatures in Spring are calm. Any Helpmates they come across are doing their jobs and no longer malfunctioning.

After a small amount of time, enough to check that all is well, their SCA's light up. All Passengers are to return to the Voidtrecker Express.

Considering the vast distances involved it is probably best that they use the evacuation function to return to the Luggage carriage.

Once all Voidtreckers have returned the train returns to the Void once more.

Comments

[blue_ice]

"I'd love to see that. I specialize more in the internal programming, but I'll give what I can."

Kaiba pauses to think about that, bouncing Snapper on his lap to keep her from getting too restless. She's a tricky one.

"It definitely looked like a colony in progress. But do the rest of the void-aware worlds even know that worlds are being erased? No one remembers the train's original world, and if being erased erases all evidence of their existence...I'd wish someone was aware and taking refugees, but I'm not optimistic."

[sciencegirl]

"I couldn't be sure. What are your theories so far about it?"

She's been around, what, less than a month? She's barely got the chassis for her chores robot built. She still hasn't weeded through all the information yet. But Kaiba? He's been around for a while.

It makes it even more important that they record everything they can in these new worlds.

"Last guy I met that wanted to destroy everything said he wanted it in the name of 'peace'."

[blue_ice]

"I don't think so. If erasure can erase the memory from all except those who lived it...how could anyone track that, unless they already knew something was missing?"

He leans back against the frame, hooking an arm around one of the bars.

"It's technically true that there can't be conflict without the existence of life...but it doesn't surprise me. Power and excessive love of one's own ideals can lead someone down that road."

[sciencegirl]

"He saw himself as perfect so he cloned himself and created a hive mind. Usually someone that full of themselves wouldn't let anyone that could challenge them exist."

Her expression cracks, that enthusiasm muffled as she thinks back. If whatever it is is sentient, she would guess that it could only be on the same level as Horde Prime. Utterly assure in its actions.

"I was friends with one of those clones. An 'imperfect' one," she scoffs. "I could reach him... He also wanted to reach out to me. He was scared and angry from being rejected- I'd want to think there are others beside the train that want to push away from accepting that. Those that might know, anyway."

[blue_ice]

"Ha. Sounds like my ex-father."

It's a quick aside, but he re-focuses soon enough.

"People are so more than what they came from," he says quietly. "We choose who we are. I think most of us support that."

[sciencegirl]

"Ex-father?" She'll take that as meaning Kaiba disowned him.

"What happened? How did you get to finally choose? Or at least feel like you could choose?"

She's curious. Not just because it might help Hordak, but it might help Adora to know. They seem close in age, and honestly Entrapta's faults with empathy have made her advice lacking.