An Accident (04-11-2022)

## Whoops- Hazor, Earth, CRDNCE-218 [04/11/2022 A.D.]

Creed looks over at the Seraphim member standing next to him as they both watch their Nation’s mechanic, Bellona Timothy, work on the new first batch of improved inter-dimensional wrist devices. The member next to him bares a striking resemblance to Creed. In fact, this member *is* Creed. In their first few months of traveling to other universes, they had found the very first universe of their “Multiversal Wing”, a collection of universes that share similarities towards each other. However, each universe has a different history, and slightly different changes. They traveled to this universe, and dubbed it “ORIGIN-201”.

Creed had come across this other version of him, and recruited him into the Seraphim. He named him “A.M.” due to it being a part of his name for his public personality. In ORIGIN-201, A.M. was a Radio Broadcaster. They also noticed he’s very...accident prone. In an isolated incident, A.M. accidentally opened a canister of Vapor, the substance that turns Humans into Elysians upon inhalation by chance, to which he was fortunately chosen.

“Are you sure you want to test this out?” Creed asks A.M. as Bellona hands out the wrist devices. A.M. smiles brightly responding, “Of course, chief. Traveling universes is pretty cool. It’s like a vacation on steroids or somethin’.”

“Well, it’s not exactly a vacation, we’re chasing after the Syndicate you know.”

“Yeah yeah I know. But it’s not like we’re gonna be working 24/7 yeah?”

“Just try to stay focused? This world could be already under occupation as far as we know.”

“Easy, we just kill a few Syndicate officers and BAM they’re retreating.”

“It’s different this time around. Judas has decided to lead the occupation in this world.”

A.M.’s eyes widen with both fear and excitement. “Judas? The General?” he asks eagerly.

“Yeah, along with Keira and Coldfront.”

“We could end the war right now!”

“I like your spirit, but we have to be careful about this. Many people could die in the crossfire.”

“Ugh. Fine....perhaps a few podcasts from the locals wouldn’t hurt.”

Creed sighs and lightly punches A.M. in the shoulder. Bellona puts the finishing touches on the wrist devices and hands them out to Creed and the rest of the Cherubs. “Alright, everyone. Set your devices to this code,” Bellona announces as she also readies her device. “CMLT-919. You all got that?” The Cherubs all nod and enter the code into their transporters. “I’ll go last, to make sure everyone is there,” Bellona says. The Cherubs all went one at a time, up until it got to A.M. He enters the code and confirms it on the display. However, the screen glitches for a moment upon opening the wormhole. A.M. doesn’t notice this and walks in.

## A New Frontier- Unknown Earth, Unknown Universe [4/11/2022]

A.M. falls flat on his face after tripping on the entrance into the wormhole. “Ow,” he uttered as he collected himself. He looks around and assesses the area. “Uh, guys?” he calls out, looking for the rest of the Cherubs. “I must have landed at a random spot. I’ll just radio them,” he thought as he tried to contact Imperialist. The device rings for a bit before saying “Out of range”. A.M. looks confused. He’s never seen this message appear before. Even if he was on the edge of the universe, he was still able to get a clear signal from his teammates even if they were on the opposite side. That’s when he slowly started to realize that something had gone wrong. He tries calling every Cherub, giving him the same “Out of range” message. His heart drops, as he realizes he’s in a completely different universe than where he was supposed to go to. He tries to find the code of the universe he’s in, but finds it’s unlisted, and undiscovered by both the Seraphim and the Syndicate.

A.M. takes out his phone and his mobile hotspot. The hotspot adjusts and calibrates to the universe, finding and receiving signals from this Earth’s world wide web. The hotspot successfully finds a way to connect and gives A.M. access to the internet. He looks around and sees a video sharing platform, along with other forms of social media. He then finally finds a way to connect his phone to a satellite for GPS. He ventures out into the new Earth, unaware of what he may find.

## Adaptation- Unknown Earth, Unknown Universe [5/23/2022]

A.M. still couldn’t find a way to connect the Seraphim, much to his disappointment. However, he had become a part of this Earth’s society. In the month that he’s been here, he’s learned that this Universe is full of other races. He was quite surprised at how diverse this universe was, but grew used to it. For weeks he has tried to find a foothold in the society, however, he had found out that Radio Broadcasting and TV Broadcasting is more of a dying space. Most of this world has moved over to the internet. Luckily, A.M. had found friends through the internet and became close with them in real life.

He and his friends all hung out at an open prairie, talking about whatever. A.M. then perked up, his eyes full of excitement and said, “Let’s do some crazy shit.” His friends looked at him in confusion. “What do you mean by that?” MoonGekko asked. A.M. smiles and responds, “Let’s make a mark online, no matter how small it would be. Archive our adventures, talk to new people, all that cool shit.”

“And how are you gonna do that. You’re homeless.”

“Okay, so…don’t get mad.”

His eight friends look on in confusion as A.M. walks forward. He pulls out a baton from his pocket and clicks the side of it, expanding it into a large glaive in the shape of a wing. He then strikes the ground with it and the prairie in front of him begins to shake and tremble. In moments, castle walls and giant park attractions emerge from the ground. The prairie slowly transforms into a small settlement, with the castle gates revealing itself in front of them. The drawbridge unfolds, unveiling a near mystical sight of colorful lights from the amusement park elements mixed with medieval aesthetic. A.M. turns towards them with his hands spread out. His friend Trey breaks the silence and asks, “So you didn’t have to crash at our places the entire time?” A.M. nervously chuckles, “Uh…maybe?”

“Are you fucking kidding me?”

“I wanted to make sure using my powers were safe before I did anything. But anyways, I’ll pay you all back, by being able to live here from now on. That’s cool right?”

Erziehen speaks up as he walks towards A.M. “You owe me like so many fucking lunches. I think I’m sick of Clam Chowder.”

“Of course. You can have whatever you want here. I already have a name for us.”

Odii gii sparks interest and asks, “And what would that be?” A.M. makes a pose and answers, “Clowns…of the Roundtable.”

FC comments, “I guess that fits with the whole small town you got going on there.”

“Yeah yeah! Anyways, come on in!”

A.M. leads them all inside. He giggles as they look in awe and he simply says,