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paradisamods) wrote2013-09-23 06:53 pm
paradisamods) wrote2013-09-23 06:53 pm
PREMISE
At the heart of the multiverse, in the place where all realities converge, there is a world. It is at once everything and nothing; glorious and graceless; soulful and heartless. Some call it Heaven. Others call it Hell. Its name for itself is Paradisa.
Paradisa is a world of perfect beauty. There is no ugliness apparent anywhere within it. Weather is picturesque any given time of the year, and the skies mostly clear throughout the day, with stars and galaxies and the huge, blue moon appearing at night. It seems that nothing could disturb the peace of this place... and yet, if one is able to look deeper, to part the veils of deception that the world layers over its people's minds, one would discover a seething, roiling darkness at the heart of the world; a darkness that craves souls and memory and desire. No paradise is without flaw.
The nature of Paradisa is to draw those from other worlds into itself; that is how it survives. It gives these forced immigrants a place to live — a beautiful, luxuriant castle with endless floors and chambers, turrets and spires. From the outside, it is not apparent just how large Cair Paradisa is; it is only when one enters the castle that one realizes that it is far larger on the inside than it appears to be on the outside. The inhabitants of the castle can have anything their hearts desire. Endless food and drink and entertainment are available both within the castle and in the quaint and lovely city that surrounds it. Furthermore, they cannot die. Being "killed" merely leads them to be returned to life a mere matter of weeks later (although not without Paradisa having stolen a fraction of their soul).
There is a price to be paid, however, for endless bounty.
Upon arriving in Paradisa, the Residents (as the people native to the world refer to them) have something precious stripped from them, torn away irrevocably by the darkness that lies at the heart of paradise. Whether this be a priceless item, the memory of one's own true love, one's capability to feel a certain emotion... such depends on the person. It is always something without which the Resident will suffer in some fashion; for the world feeds on the Residents' suffering, as well. Furthermore, the Residents quickly discover that they cannot return to their worlds of origin.
The road to Paradisa only leads in one direction, so be welcome to paradise. And, as always, be wary that things are never as they seem.
Paradisa is a world of perfect beauty. There is no ugliness apparent anywhere within it. Weather is picturesque any given time of the year, and the skies mostly clear throughout the day, with stars and galaxies and the huge, blue moon appearing at night. It seems that nothing could disturb the peace of this place... and yet, if one is able to look deeper, to part the veils of deception that the world layers over its people's minds, one would discover a seething, roiling darkness at the heart of the world; a darkness that craves souls and memory and desire. No paradise is without flaw.
The nature of Paradisa is to draw those from other worlds into itself; that is how it survives. It gives these forced immigrants a place to live — a beautiful, luxuriant castle with endless floors and chambers, turrets and spires. From the outside, it is not apparent just how large Cair Paradisa is; it is only when one enters the castle that one realizes that it is far larger on the inside than it appears to be on the outside. The inhabitants of the castle can have anything their hearts desire. Endless food and drink and entertainment are available both within the castle and in the quaint and lovely city that surrounds it. Furthermore, they cannot die. Being "killed" merely leads them to be returned to life a mere matter of weeks later (although not without Paradisa having stolen a fraction of their soul).
There is a price to be paid, however, for endless bounty.
Upon arriving in Paradisa, the Residents (as the people native to the world refer to them) have something precious stripped from them, torn away irrevocably by the darkness that lies at the heart of paradise. Whether this be a priceless item, the memory of one's own true love, one's capability to feel a certain emotion... such depends on the person. It is always something without which the Resident will suffer in some fashion; for the world feeds on the Residents' suffering, as well. Furthermore, the Residents quickly discover that they cannot return to their worlds of origin.
The road to Paradisa only leads in one direction, so be welcome to paradise. And, as always, be wary that things are never as they seem.