As Above, So below

" The space in which we see our world is a falsity. What we perceive as the truth is not the universal truth. What lies beyond the Wellspring has their own motives, their own truths. What swims in the cradle beyond the walls of the Wellspring knows only violence and madness, and a disturbing artistic vision.- The man who sees the Kings."

-The Black Diary of D.C Houston

" Let this be a lesson," Katerina demanded, the thick ooze of a heavy Russian accent seeping through every word as she threw a strong left jab that connected to the chin of an older, disheveled man tied to a chair.

" My brother is an artist. What he does to make his masterpieces is violent, and somewhat beautiful." Katerina boasted, as she wiped the dripping blood from her knuckles on the tattered remains of her brothers white shirt.

Her brother, Mikael, was a tall, blonde figure. he sported a shaggy goatee, on a faced bruised and beaten, formed into a shaped that only a mother could love. They were twins, born only minutes apart, and being the minutes older sibling, Katerina couldn't help but care for her brother. Mikael was born with deformed vocal cords, which caused their Tenor father fits. To their father a persons voice was their power, and his mutant son, had none.

Katerina herself was slender, with fierce eyes that demanded respect with every glance. Her unnaturally red hair flowing so close to the floor that only a minor twitch would cause it to grace its cold concrete. Her determination to have the largest empire in Avalon city was fueled by the hatred for her father, and the abuse her and her brother suffered at his hands.

The large warehouse in which they stood was surprisingly well kept for a building that was left abandoned years before. They were here on official business, The Librarian had no time for games, and he cared not for people who never pay their debts.

"Mr. Rais, my employer has informed us that you still owe him quite a sizable debt, that you refuse to pay on. Is that right?" Katerina said with a tone that would lead one to believe that the answer was already known to her, but she wanted to test you.

The bloodied man in the chair squirmed, " I don't owe the Librarian anything, and even if I did, no one knows where to find him, what he looks like or for fucks sake, if he is even a fucking he!"

"Mr. Rais, do you know what this warehouse used to be? Probably not. Well, this warehouse used to be home to a rather large Ironwork. The fun part of that is the really cool toys they left behind, the toys that my brother has come to find very valuable to his work." Katerina said, her serious demeanor melting into a grin as she tapped her brother on the shoulder.

" Create. Mikael. Create."

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July 20,

I have decided, beyond all rational and intellectual thought, beyond all my knowledge & known technological achievements, to venture beyond what we perceive as the outer wall of the Wellspring. I am acutely aware of the bewilderment that comes with making such a statement. I am also aware that the technology to complete such an adventure currently does not exist. Luckily enough, I have worked closely with Dr. Takinama in the past and we together strived to solve this very issue in secret. The research is indeed valid and proves a prototype craft can be built. However, it is located deep within the vault at the Takinama institute. This proves to be a problem the has no immediate solution given my and Dr Takinama's uneasy past.

-Professor D.C Houston