Now that we’ve established some Basics (Who, What, When, Where, and Why), I can get to Glossing Over a huge sum of pointless Filler until the Interesting stuff starts;
From Africa to Egypt, going along the coast to where Greece is gonna sit to see how early I really was, then through a bit of Asia and Russia in a bit of a zigzag, up to just walking to Alaska, from which to walking a whole lot of America, from North to South and then Antarctica. No Blindspots.
Going too fast for you?
Too bad!
All I can say is that I was Way too early for anything, really, the only real complications were with going through the frozen sea between South-America and Antarctica. Sleeping on ice and eating only raw fish gets old real fast, lemme tell ya.
Other than that?
Putting some Root’s down every once in a while from there to then branch every-which-way, from Single-Digit to Double, and then Triple and Quadruple to Quintuple. there will be more once Actual Fucking Settlements start popping up. The few Sapients I had encountered hadn’t gotten that far yet.
Had to summon some Fey, Daemon, Angel, Deity or other some-such every once in a while to share the views and sheer Boredom. Atleast I got a few acquaintances out of it.
The whole “Journey through the World” took only a Century and a few, most of which was spent walking, getting Essential gear and such (weaponry, clothing, utilities, a few trinkets), Hunting, and a bit of sleeping.
Now comes the Annoying part; Deciding between a Cool Arctic Base that some annoying asshole’s gonna find, because everyone and their mother knows that there is something there yet to be found. Or; going through a lot the same ol’ but Backwards…
After deciding that an Arctic Base wasn’t dope enough, and that someone else is going to do the same anyway so it’s gonna be more worf to just klep that once they keel over, Leaving a bit of a Prank for the researchers and whatnot by leaving what’s essentially a “Vectamsilvam Was Here”, along with a stylized self-portrait on some sturdy-enough slab of rock, just for shits and giggles.
Once again through the Frozen Sea and to America and onwards, this time taking a bit more of a scenic route and taking roughly twice as long. I am Older than Fuck! not actually though, the Age for the Act of Intercourse is something that cannot be quantified…
The only real problem that’s been a thorn on my Wood ‘n Flesh side has been Maintenance. Turns out that having a whole lot of Chrome made to be Worn and used within Human lifetime starts having complications when used for longer than Triple that, go figure!
Thinking if going through the Atlantic would be worth it, and immediately shooting down that idea as Iceland’s hot springs aren’t worth the sea-travel time, and then just going thru the less painful Alaska-Russia route.
Going thru the North coast, teh cohld didn’t bother meh anyhwah, all the way to to-be-Finland, one of the few places with pretty much no significance other than that one Empire that happened once, and Finally hunkering down on some nice-enough place, Warding that nice little piece of land to till no one without enough Significance can find it, and then building a cute(Expansive) lil(has french catacombs beat on complexity underground) log cabin.
Letting Time slip for a bit, and Ancient Babylon starts being a thing, the smaller ones are having tons of fun with the whole Civilisation thing they have going on, and We have a bit of a party at seeing the [ Tower of Babel ] getting built (Time hasn’t yet to Calm down, and as such, is Very Unstable).
We partied a bit too hard, and a particular Oni found me, the Oni whomst Alcohol I had drank without them, and had to Bargain for Forgiveness.
What did I have to Bargain with?
To “Un-Fuck” Japan.
You Heard/Saw/Witnessed that correctly; I had to, and in their words not mine; “Un-Fuck-over Japan once it starts going downhill for them”
I agreed instantly.
Cheap price to not having an Oni be pissed off at you.
The Oni in question; { Skin Like Iron, Fists Like Steel } (odd name, but I have heard worse (much was lost in translation)), decided that it was interesting enough to stay around, and took over some random mountain over in japan (Weeb much?), said something along the lines of making sure that they get more out of it if they just stick around, probably just gonna get some Kitsune to wed (I’m not jealous, you’re jealous!)
Now, on the whole [ Tower of Babel ] nonsense; the whole thing was equal parts Horrifying, Heretical, Magical and just straight up Madness; not much sense explaining any of the How’s and What’s when you have your own Depiction’s of the Magnificent, Beautiful, thing that it Was, Is, and Will Be.
Nice seeing ‘er again~
