worldjumper

"And with just the final touch...Oh yeah! And it is done!" A warm dish is served up, with a spoon dug into it to remove a single chunk. As it's brought to the eager lips of a hungry customer... "It's delicious!" they declared. "Big whoop. Fried Rice is a really simple dish anyway." Lyle stated. Within the biggest city in the Fused World, at least most would consider it the biggest city. It's arguable. There exists a certain Restaurant, which doubled as the home of the resident Creator God's children. The Fetish Group. And among the seven members, Guilmon is the most avid regarding the culinary arts. Having started at a young age, the Gigimon had his first taste of bread and became immensely...Gluttonous regarding eating more. But when his cries for more was eventually met with annoyance, he figured he may as well make it himself so as not to bother his father. It was the first step towards his lifelong adventure in cooking. Today, Gill just laughed as the customer finished the plate

Once upon a time, there were two individuals whose entire world had been within one large building. They were a boy and a girl, siblings. And both of them were incredibly smart. The boy was talkative. He wanted to express and share his ideas. And so he'd often chat with those he had grown close to, which led to lectures and theories of philosophy and thought. This caused him great anguish, when others couldn't follow his mind, or blocked him outright, leaving him all alone. And so he learned to keep quiet, to watch and listen. He learned how to see patterns of speech, to spot nervous ticks or habits, when the other side gave conflicting information. This only caused him to become even lonelier. Those he would consider close friends held no real love to him at all, and it made him very lonely. The girl was intelligent beyond her years. However, she could not find something that could amuse her. She was incredibly bored. She played games called "IQ tests" by herself, and

The boy could only blink in surprise and awe. He didn't exist before, but to experience it now was simply...Indescribable. Frustration, that was what he was feeling right now. The boy had many siblings, it made him another face in the crowd. If he is to make himself more well-known, what he needed was to do something that brought attention to him. He smiled. His close sibling group had already made plans to garner more attention from their father, and it will most definitely make them stand out more. His group has been experimenting with their powers. Their Group Specialties, something that made them unique among their dozens of siblings. At the moment, however, the boy had difficulty in finding the correct conditions to activate his Specialty. Try as he might, it was rare when he felt his powers manifest. He needed to experiment some more. Their father had visited them today, telling them of dangerous elements in their beloved world. And so they planned on amassing an

There was a young lad who looked out at the world, and thought... "What?" Curiosity was brimming in his eyes as he looked out at the world, and questions filled his young mind. He was inquisitive, curious of the ways of the world. Science fascinated him beyond measure. It had began with studying the basics of physics, and building a diorama of various planets. After that, he began performing experiments to study their effects. From building various machines to studying chemical reactions, he grew into a major force in advancing the scientific knowledge with his studies. "Science. Technology. Physics. Alchemy. Sorcery. The words change, the meanings are refined. What I care about most is the effort to understand, to innovate, to discover. Civilizations throughout the millennia have studied everything around them. I intend to further that progress." This is a simple, yet long, difficult endeavor. Even worse when its resident god-like entities have a habit of changing

A young wolf watched as the being in front of him spoke. It spoke of all sorts of a great many things, things that he could not wrap his little mind around. The being used many long, complicated words. It spoke of concepts and ideas that boggled his young mind. But what captivated the wolf was not the words themselves. It was the vivid tapestries of colors, shapes, ideals and forms that they envisioned. The wolf opened his eyes as wide as he could, drinking in the knowledge it provided. The elaborate paintings of reality before him was like...Song. All around him, he could feel it. A strange familiarity, a feeling of knowing, of belonging. He exists. Here and now. The fire roars, the water burbles, the wind whispers, the earth mumbles. Everywhere he looks, he can see the energy of the elements pulsing around him. He could not help but add his voice to the song. "I sing of the passion that burns in my heart. I sing to the winds that may carry my voice. I sing of the

Now adorned with a crown on her head, Elly nuzzled her side against Drake, feathers falling onto the bed underneath them. Drake was reading a report regarding the current state of the kingdom. Meanwhile, Doria just stared at the two in open-mouthed shock. Drake's tail whipped side to side as he studied the report. Then, he looked up to see Doria still standing there staring. "What? Is there something on my face?" Drake asked. "Um...Drake, WHAT THE HELL!? When were you two exactly planning on telling me you're the Creator's KIDS!?" Doria shouted. "Mmm, so loud." Elly complained. Drake sighed as he put on a crown armband on his side. "Never? We were never exactly keeping it a secret. We just never got asked about it." Drake said. "Then about about those human forms you had when you showed up at the tournament?" Doria asked. "It's easier to gather intel when people think they're talking to a couple of nobodies." Drake said with a grin. "Wha...But if people find out about this

It had happened about 200 years ago. This land was ravaged by war, many people becoming injured or losing their lives as races fought battle after battle. The great Dragonians bathed fields in flame. The Beastials turned the forests into their bloody hunting grounds. The magically-gifted winged Angelus bombared settlements with their deadly spells. It had come to a point when the Creator God, who had hoped for peace to come at one point, had finally lost his patience. In an act of fury, he had taken away the strength of every living being in the land, leaving them close to extinction. "You fools that call yourselves intelligent creatures have used your powers to claim the lives of others. You have destroyed not only yourselves, but the very land around you. You claim to be gifted, yet all I see is a gift for inflicting harm and pain. Hear me, for this is my divine intervention!" When he had returned the strength of everyone, he then commanded that they no longer wage war. It was then

"Stop using your feet, I cleaned the keyboard last week and I don't wanna have to do it this week." "But I'm hungry." In a dark room heavily sealed up by drawn curtains and a locked door, there were two siblings. Dracus and Piyomon of the Tech Group, known simply as Drake and Elly respectively. Despite being children of the Creator God, that does not endow things like social skills. Because of that, the pair had not had a very happy childhood. As the saying goes: The nail that sticks out gets hammered. "Where did you even hide those rations?" Drake asked. "A girl's gotta have her secrets." Elly replied. As Drake controlled two characters at once, his hands blazing between two keyboards and two computer mice, Elly was using one keyboard and mouse with just her feet. Her hands were busy with military rations entering her beak. "I thought I told you that you only need glucose to keep your brain active." Drake said. "But I need other nutrients to grow." Elly complained. "You don't need to