video, un: angel

[schmisse]

[ Weiss would have preferred to do this anonymously, but she wouldn't want to appear shady! It may be a sensitive or heavy topic, though, but... she wants to try and see what she can find out about this. ]

Hello, everyone. My name is Weiss Schnee. I'm a Huntress from a world called Remnant. [ A pause, and she looks away from the camera for a split second because she knows how strange the name may be for an entire world. There's a backstory to that, but she won't go into it. Her world's history isn't exactly something that should be blurted out in public. ]

I know that most have more pressing matters at hand, but I'm hoping you would give me a bit of your time—

I'd like to learn about the other worlds out there. Specifically, prior to finding yourself in this realm, did you believe in other worlds apart from the one you lived in to exist? Was it even possible to willingly travel from one world to another? I'm talking about portals or some other method of getting there.

Oh! [ She seems to brighten up when she remembers something. Right, now for a less serious topic— ] Has anyone else mastered the art of Siphon Magic? I'd love yo hear your thoughts on how you did it, and what things you can do with it.

Anyway, I think that's all I need for now. Thank you for your time. [ A small smile and a wave at the camera before she turns the feed off! ]

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video; un: warmsunlight

[heartandsol]

Well... I've experienced it, but I'm not sure it counts? I only end up in other versions of my own world, it feels like. To the point I meet the same people, doing similar things most of the time, fighting the same enemies. It's very strange. I'd almost like to be able to travel somewhere that isn't visibly just my own home. Still... it's an experience, in its own way.

[schmisse]

Other versions of your world? What exactly does that mean?

[ She has no idea! Literally! ]

I don't get it.

[heartandsol]

Well... like. A little over a year ago, I went to a concert with my best friend. We got separated, and there was... an incident. A certain person died protecting the crowd from an attacking force, and that person's partner - a classmate of mine - took it very, very badly. Survivor's guilt, that sort of thing.

We- [well, Hibiki and the rest of S.O.N.G.'s original members, she hadn't gotten her Gear back yet, but shush-] went on a combat mission to another world without any idea what to expect, and that turned out to be a near copy of our world where those roles were reversed. History went on the same track, until that concert. My classmate was killed defending the crowd from the attack, and her partner, who was killed in my timeline, survived instead, and there was something of a butterfly effect, making the world seem somewhat different to us when we arrived.

They're not terribly different worlds, really, but it's very surreal to go to a new instance of my own world whenever we go through G- [Nope, not cleared to use that name, let's. Try something else.] -ah, the portal. I don't have access to any other way to go to new places, so that's the only kind of travel between worlds I'm familiar with.

[schmisse]

I... I didn't know something like that was possible.

[ It's kind of creepy? ]

Would that mean there could be two of you that could be existing in two different worlds? That's just crazy!

[heartandsol]

It definitely does. I've... well, I haven't really met other versions of myself, but I've heard stories about other mes when we go to other worlds sometimes. And it's easy to believe there's another you around when people recognize you even though you've never seen them before.

[schmisse]

I can't ever imagine that happening to me.

[ A lengthy pause, and then a groan... ]

I probably just jinxed myself.

[heartandsol]

Probably, but look at where we are. A world outside time, because all life is doomed. Anything could happen. Even once we fix things, who's to say?

That doesn't mean another you is necessarily out to get you, though. You can still work toward the same goal. It gets confusing, mind you...

[schmisse]

I can imagine!

[ She huffs, only looking mad for a second. ]

I'd rather not meet another me. I'm fine with meeting doubles of my friends, though.