Ghost of New Years

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The morning of the third, just after the metacrises insomnia ends, another shock wave, similar to the one that created the metacrises, ripples across the universe. Any half of the metacrises capable of being woken will be woken by the shock wave and find themselves too energized to go back to sleep for a few hours. Those awake will be similarly energized.

Somewhere in space, far away from anything inhabited, out of the prying eyes of telescopes of scout ships, there is a crack. A crack which has always been and always will be, stretching wide enough to swallow up an entire solar system. A crack which did not exist until the shock wave.

It gives off no energy, nor can it be detected by any instruments.

But you may be a bit too distracted with the ghosts. Images of people walking the streets, some are familiar faces, most that are not. They can be seen and heard, but not detected, touched, nor interacted with. They simply live their own separate lives, all across the universe.

Some faces may even be your own.

And for those with hungry Master metas, they may find their taste has been tainted away from intolerable to somewhat more edible. However, bear in mind if one half of a metacrisis dies, the other will collapse like they passed beyond their leash range.

Ghost of New Years

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The morning of the third, just after the metacrises insomnia ends, another shock wave, similar to the one that created the metacrises, ripples across the universe. Any half of the metacrises capable of being woken will be woken by the shock wave and find themselves too energized to go back to sleep for a few hours. Those awake will be similarly energized.

Somewhere in space, far away from anything inhabited, out of the prying eyes of telescopes of scout ships, there is a crack. A crack which has always been and always will be, stretching wide enough to swallow up an entire solar system. A crack which did not exist until the shock wave.

It gives off no energy, nor can it be detected by any instruments.

But you may be a bit too distracted with the ghosts. Images of people walking the streets, some are familiar faces, most that are not. They can be seen and heard, but not detected, touched, nor interacted with. They simply live their own separate lives, all across the universe.

Some faces may even be your own.

And for those with hungry Master metas, they may find their taste has been tainted away from intolerable to somewhat more edible. However, bear in mind if one half of a metacrisis dies, the other will collapse like they passed beyond their leash range.