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LYN DRAGONA felt dizzy as she stepped through the portal. There were things in the world ... well ... worlds ... that you just never got used to. As soon as her eyes adjusted, she felt a wave of homesickness rolling over her. These plains sure looked like her homeworld had looked once ... centuries ago. She inhaled the fresh air and looked around. Next to her, Lucyna Dragona, it still sounded weird to her addressing her as such, did the same. Lyn could immediately feel it. This looked like home ... yet it wasn't. They had truly entered the Multiverse.
"You've been here before?", she asked.
Lucyna nodded, which she only caught from the corner of her eye.
"It's not your Krysta, I know ... it's not mine, either. A few things happened differently here, which caused a snowball effect in history. For example, while Gemadan is this Krysta's patron saint and people worship him and his teachings about the eternal need for equilibrium ..."
"Spare me!", Lyn snarled, making a face as if she had bitten into something sour.
Lucyna turned to her now.
"Oh no, no, let me finish! See, Gemadan actually died here during the battle in which your ancestor Lucia Dragona and Dulaghan defeated Tiamat. Thus he never had Lucia assassinated and the whole Demon Lord Dulaghan thing never happened. The age of demons never happened. Instead, Dulaghan and Lucia lived out their mortal lives as heroes and started your bloodline together. Therefore, you ... I mean your counterpart here ... doesn't even carry the last name 'Dragona'. This Lyn here is called 'Lyn Luciasblud'."
Lyn felt dizzy again. That sounded ... well, by her own accord almost too good to be true. She had lived her whole life with the tragedy of her ancestors, the lies of Gemadan and the two hundred year reign of terror of the demons, led by the vengeful spirit of the man, that had once been Lucia Dragona's lover. Pain and betrayal had been her everlasting companions.
"Have you met ... her?", she asked, mostly to distract herself.
Lucyna made a face.
"Well ... briefly ... for obvious reasons. I can hardly just run wild in the Multiverse and chat up different versions of people, I know. You never know which dimensions are connected. I only interfere where others, with bad intentions, have done so already. Lyn here is ... oh well, she is strong, righteous ... and a royal pain in the ass!"
Lyn snorted.
"Sounds like me, alright!"
The two women shared a smile. That, too, felt strange to Lyn. It had been many centuries that she had smiled at ... "her" Lucyna. However, this was not that woman. That traitor on her tribe and blood, who had committed genocide on the Dragonas. She was different, way different. For one, she still had her right arm. She was not pale like a walking corpse and she lacked Tiamat's red dragon eye or the crystal shard in her chest, that clearly poisoned her body, yet somehow kept her together as well. There was also no madness in her eyes. She had the weary face of a battle-tested warrior, a glimmer of sadness deep in her eyes, the same Lyn had noticed in her own, but that was it. In many ways she seemed to be the tribal sister, Lyn could only dream "her" Lucyna had been. ... Had remained to be.
"Are you coming?"
Lucyna's question startled Lyn. Only then she realized she had zoned out.
"Yeah!", she quickly said. "Do you know where the Colddrake has struck?"
Lucyna spread her arms in what could have been a shrug.
"Shouldn't be hard to find her! Follow the smoke! Follow the fire! ... Follow the screams!"

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Quick Info:
And now we are entering a new form of Krysta. One, where history happened quite differently from my novels, that Lyn and Lucyna came from. Lucyna started as a heroic figure and later turned evil, Lyn being the undisputed protagonist of my novels. Here, some things happened differently. Therefore nothing will be like Lyn remembers it.
Good for you guys, as you are seeing it all for the first time.

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Lyn Dragona & Lucyna Dragona belong to me!

Description
LYN DRAGONA felt dizzy as she stepped through the portal. There were things in the world ... well ... worlds ... that you just never got used to. As soon as her eyes adjusted, she felt a wave of homesickness rolling over her. These plains sure looked like her homeworld had looked once ... centuries ago. She inhaled the fresh air and looked around. Next to her, Lucyna Dragona, it still sounded weird to her addressing her as such, did the same. Lyn could immediately feel it. This looked like home ... yet it wasn't. They had truly entered the Multiverse.
"You've been here before?", she asked.
Lucyna nodded, which she only caught from the corner of her eye.
"It's not your Krysta, I know ... it's not mine, either. A few things happened differently here, which caused a snowball effect in history. For example, while Gemadan is this Krysta's patron saint and people worship him and his teachings about the eternal need for equilibrium ..."
"Spare me!", Lyn snarled, making a face as if she had bitten into something sour.
Lucyna turned to her now.
"Oh no, no, let me finish! See, Gemadan actually died here during the battle in which your ancestor Lucia Dragona and Dulaghan defeated Tiamat. Thus he never had Lucia assassinated and the whole Demon Lord Dulaghan thing never happened. The age of demons never happened. Instead, Dulaghan and Lucia lived out their mortal lives as heroes and started your bloodline together. Therefore, you ... I mean your counterpart here ... doesn't even carry the last name 'Dragona'. This Lyn here is called 'Lyn Luciasblud'."
Lyn felt dizzy again. That sounded ... well, by her own accord almost too good to be true. She had lived her whole life with the tragedy of her ancestors, the lies of Gemadan and the two hundred year reign of terror of the demons, led by the vengeful spirit of the man, that had once been Lucia Dragona's lover. Pain and betrayal had been her everlasting companions.
"Have you met ... her?", she asked, mostly to distract herself.
Lucyna made a face.
"Well ... briefly ... for obvious reasons. I can hardly just run wild in the Multiverse and chat up different versions of people, I know. You never know which dimensions are connected. I only interfere where others, with bad intentions, have done so already. Lyn here is ... oh well, she is strong, righteous ... and a royal pain in the ass!"
Lyn snorted.
"Sounds like me, alright!"
The two women shared a smile. That, too, felt strange to Lyn. It had been many centuries that she had smiled at ... "her" Lucyna. However, this was not that woman. That traitor on her tribe and blood, who had committed genocide on the Dragonas. She was different, way different. For one, she still had her right arm. She was not pale like a walking corpse and she lacked Tiamat's red dragon eye or the crystal shard in her chest, that clearly poisoned her body, yet somehow kept her together as well. There was also no madness in her eyes. She had the weary face of a battle-tested warrior, a glimmer of sadness deep in her eyes, the same Lyn had noticed in her own, but that was it. In many ways she seemed to be the tribal sister, Lyn could only dream "her" Lucyna had been. ... Had remained to be.
"Are you coming?"
Lucyna's question startled Lyn. Only then she realized she had zoned out.
"Yeah!", she quickly said. "Do you know where the Colddrake has struck?"
Lucyna spread her arms in what could have been a shrug.
"Shouldn't be hard to find her! Follow the smoke! Follow the fire! ... Follow the screams!"

PREVIOUS PAGE: Into The Multiverse: Page 8
NEXT PAGE: Into The Multiverse: Page 10

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Quick Info:
And now we are entering a new form of Krysta. One, where history happened quite differently from my novels, that Lyn and Lucyna came from. Lucyna started as a heroic figure and later turned evil, Lyn being the undisputed protagonist of my novels. Here, some things happened differently. Therefore nothing will be like Lyn remembers it.
Good for you guys, as you are seeing it all for the first time.

Art by
Lyn Dragona & Lucyna Dragona belong to me!