cancry | Limbo Underside Log

LIMBO DUNGEON LOG
It's easy to lose track of time in Purgatory, but believe it or not, just over a month has passed since the initial wave of awakenings took place. There's been more since then, of course, with new Executors popping up left and right but other than that, things are mostly quiet. Until one day, you all wake up to find the fountain looks kind of... busted. Not broken precisely but something has impacted the bottom of the fountain from below, hard enough to jar it slightly out of place... and those of you who joined in the first jaunt down into Limbo's Underside can probably guess what was responsible. This seems to spook Rei. She spends most of the morning afterwards mulling this over before eventually speaking up to the group; "We can't put this off any longer... tomorrow, I think we need to go down there and fight." You have a day to prepare and ready yourselves... And then you descend into Limbo's Underside.
THE UNDERSIDE
Just as before, when Rei returns the sword to its place atop the fountain, the mechanism chugs to life and groans its way to the side, revealing the staircase underneath. Despite the battering it took, things seem to be working just fine. The steep staircase vanishes down into the darkness and as you follow it, it feels for a moment as though you're wandering blindly into the unknown... and then quite suddenly, before you're more than a few steps down the staircase, Limbo's Underside pops into view. While Limbo itself is mostly functional if a bit odd, the Underside is... a lot. The geography of the place is twisted and doubles back on itself in places and seems to warp in your vision as you observe it. From your bird's eye view as you descend the stairs, you can see that the general shape of the place mirrors that of the town above, with many of the same general landmarks. For example; The movie theater is offering a "late night fright fest" on all of its screens. If you're ~~dumb~~ brave enough to go and watch such a thing, you'll find that the description is accurate at least – all of the screens just show the attending Executors subjected to situations that play into their worst fears and anxieties. The coffee bar serves the same drink, no matter your order – a pitch black sludge that makes you feel violently ill when consumed. The pastries are fine, though. The hotel is even more maze-like than it was previously. Your hotel key won't work here. The windows won't break. The doors won't open. Wasn't the exit around this corner? What about the next? How many floors have you climbed again? How long have you been in here, anyway? The conbini is now a perfectly normal and functional convenience store. Somehow this is even more upsetting than having it become more weird. ... Among other oddities. You thought Limbo was already weird? That was baby shit. At least that horrible feeling of dizzy disorientation from last time doesn't seem to take hold again, but the ground is very much still moving around a bit. Mind your step! It goes without saying, of course, that the place is swimming with Revenants, too. No sight of the big punchy lad who had at you the first time around, but he's sure to be around. All you can do now is explore, investigate and do your duty as Executors. Good luck.

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...It's uncanny, really. Two incompatible realities, with the finer details shifted slightly to the side. We can't be from the same place, but they're too alike to be completely different. What does that mean for everybody else?

It's either a complete coincidence or part of some vast conspiracy to wring another wish out of us poor dead sods.

Magic is bullshit like that.

GRANBELM didn't have a wish per se, but a proper winner could get a world's worth of magic. You could do whatever you wanted. So it comes out to the same thing, really.

I mean, the grail is just a huge mana reservoir for a one-time use. Wish is really just a simple way of putting it.

But it comes to the same thing. And that's what somebody went and made you for, to do their dirty work.

I wasn't always a Servant, actually.

Well, I guess I was, but not me, you know?

[Probably not, if they're putting it like that.]

All Servants are heroes from across human history, people so valiant and courageous they got their names inscribed in the Throne of Heroes itself.

The Holy Grail summons us for the war, and the mages supply the mana to keep us on the proper side of the world.

Live for a few more days, a few more months, Hell, if you're lucky even a few more months or even years even if you lose? And if you win, you get a shot at a real second life? All just to bust the heads of some other Servants? Pretty sweet deal, if you ask me.

[It's not exactly the same. But it's uncanny enough that she thinks for a moment, frowns, and looks away.]

It must have been worth trying, even if you lost.

Yeah. I don't remember it, but... it must've been.

[There's no doubt in Kingslayer's voice. Some small tinge of regret, maybe frustration, but they are certain in that fact.]

At least I know there's no way I went down without a fight.

It's the same with me. Though... It's nothing. It isn't as if we know yet.

...It's been driving me crazy, not knowing anything about who I am.

Us Servants, we're nothing but the past. Our stories, our legends, the mark we made on history... without that, we wouldn't even exist.

So being completely ignorant of all that it's... it's scary.

...

[Wolfsbane doesn't respond with a snappy comment. She just folds her arms and looks out onto the city.]

You must have had an important legacy, if you became one in the first place.

...at least I know that, even if I was a villain, I burned my mark into history.

I wouldn't trade that for anything.

...well, that I can't blame you for. Everyone wants a legacy that's worth something, or they ought to.

I'll be off, then. Surely there are more Revenants to deal with.

Mind if I tag along? I think I've had enough of sitting around.

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