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[animusangelus]

[The journal hadn't seemed important when he had first arrived. There were far bigger problems like...

Where the hell am I?! and Is this the Lifestream? Did I...die?

Even Cloud has to admit that if he is dead, it had to be the most anti-climatic death ever. He was only on a delivery, riding Fenrir to the outskirts of the city. He's not even sure how he could die from doing that.

No, something else is going on and he needs answer. That was the thought that finally drew him to opening the journal and beginning to dictate.]

So this is a castle. [Time to get the obvious out of the way.] I...didn't want to come here. Who brought me here? And why?

[He finds a chair and sits down, reclining with the journal in his lap. Only then does he continue.]

I'm Cloud Strife. [Does that mean anything?] I was making a delivery and -

Where is my motorcycle?

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[animusangelus]

Like?

[rose_of_battle]

This place can change itself into other places. And sometimes, we change with it.

[That's not all, though.]

[animusangelus]

What kinds of places? Do they have a rhyme or reason?

[rose_of_battle]

[She's quiet as she thinks.]

There was one place that was called "Paris", which I think is on the planet Earth. I wasn't here, so I don't know. Then there was a camp that was based on something called Greek Mythology. Which I think is also from Earth...

[She trails off, trying to think of examples not related to that planet...]

Oh yeah! Then there was some weird Olympic thing in space...

[And she trails off again, as though a little reluctant to continue.]