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Into the Galaxy: A Fox Tale
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(A/N) I've been meaning to post this here after Spacebattles. I wonder if I should have posted it in the other category? Eh, whatever.
A gasp of breath and eyes opened as I groaned. My body felt like it was simultaneously numb and on fire. Pulling myself up slowly, I gripped my head, feeling a headache. I looked around, noticing that I was in some sort of forest with what looked like mountains on the horizon.
"What happened to-" I stopped as my voice was off/wasn't off. A bit of confusion came over me at this as I gripped my head yet again. "What the…"
I looked down at my body. I almost jumped at the outfit that I had on. It wasn't what I was wearing and neither did I look like this! "Wait, why do I think that?"
I asked myself in utter confusion. Of course, this was what I always looked like! No sooner as those thoughts come over than my headache returned as a series of conflicting memories came over. One of them is far smaller than the other. I lived a mundane life, being more of a fan of typical nerdy stuff like video games, anime, and visual novels. All that came to an end at around the time I turned thirty, after an accident.
However, those memories were being overwhelmed by my other set of memories. Of a Great Sun, fighting the White Titan, being worshipped by the people of Japan, causing chaos in India, China, and then Japan. No, I refused to consider the former two as myself, despite being myself as well. Regardless, I had met my end on the fields of Nasu, treated as an enemy of Mankind.
"Tamamo-no-Mae." I knew the story/my story. However, everything else told me exactly which one I was. "I'm the Tamamo of Fate!"
Of course, I am/I shook my head again. This is confusing as I don't really want to go crazy from both sets of who I am. Actually, how did I even end up here, and furthermore what even if here anyway? Looking up at the sky, I was greeted with clouds, the rays of the sun, and something in the sky. Bands of light that faintly seemed to be visible. Rings, those are planetary rings.
"Oh…"
I was in another world of some sort. That was obvious, what with the rings in the sky. Most of the trees and plants didn't seem awfully alien-looking. Some of the animals did, but others seemed familiar enough. Maybe I was in some sort of fantasy world?
Regardless, there was the issue of my ability to use Magecraft. I wasn't a ghost-liner or a Heroic Spirit. Worrying about mana would have been a huge problem. As for my own reserves of mana, of course, they are massive. I am a goddess after all!
On that notice, I created three familiars who moved around in front of me as they looked for any signs of anyone who lived here. There was a question about what I would do when I find people. Assuming this was a fantasy world I should look like I am not out of place.
My fox tail and ears are very clearly not normal for a human. Luckily, I can shapeshift, so that's not much of a problem. My own distaste for doing so, or rather the part of me that is Tamamo's distaste, didn't matter. My tail and ears disappeared as I now looked physically indistinguishable from a human. As soon as I did, one of my familiars had found what looked to be a road in the forest. It was old, mostly weathered stone and dirt, but a sign that someone had used this.
"Great, hopefully I can find a village or something."
I headed for the road as my familiars all joined me. I sent two ahead scouting in front of me as two others stayed behind and out of immediate sight. Given I had some time to think to myself. First, I had to think about my dress. As much as I love it, I am going to need to change it into something more practical.
The only thing is I don't have anything else. All I have with me is the clothes on my back, some ofuda charms, and my mirror. On that note, I took it out in order to look at it. One part of me knew the full fury of what it could do while the other side still had a bit of a hard time grasping it.
One of my familiars found that the forest opened up ahead and led to a river with what appeared to be a proper dirt road up ahead. If there were a river and a road, that would mean there had to be civilization!
By the time it was afternoon, my familiars who were still ahead of me had come across actual signs of civilization. A large town that cut through the river with farmland all around it. Funny enough, the village looked walled with an aesthetics that I could tell was Japanese-esque. As I finally came up to the walls I was greeted with two guards at the gates who each had something in their hands that seemed out of place.
They had what looked like full-automatic weapons. Sure, they looked worn down, but there was no mistaking them as anything but out of place in a fantasy setting. There was something off about the walls themselves. By the looks of things, they are ceramic instead of wood or stone. To my knowledge, I didn't recall the idea of ceramic walls being a thing.
One of the guards pointed their gun at me and spoke in a language that I could only somewhat understand. Learning the language would take way too much time, and unfortunately, I did not have the aid of being a Summoned Servant to speak the language. What I did have was knowledge of how to use a spell to translate what was being said by me and to me.
"Again, who are you?" He asked while the other guard seemed to almost roll his eyes at this.
"Come on, Jin look at her, she isn't threatening looking."
The second guard was taller than the first. More scared and a bit more older looking compared to his small companion. While his younger one still had his eyes on me, he turned to the older guard with visible annoyance.
"How can you say that Riku?" Jin motioned at me with the gun in his hands. "Look at her, she's dressed like a courtesan, how suspicious is that?"
I was tempted to curse him just for that. My outfit was great! No, I did need to change that much because I was going to be on my own for now.
"Think, Jin, yes her outfit is suspicious, but look at her more closely," The older man, Riku, pointed out to me. "She has no weapons on her, and given how she looks, it's unlikely she could go anywhere without drawing eyes on her."
"What if she's a witch?"
"I doubt it, she doesn't look like any of them."
Well, he isn't technically wrong. Witches are a type of elemental, though from what I was getting, they are probably going by witch in the term of evil magic user. I am most certainly not a witch even by that definition!
Finally, I decided to cut into this conversation. "So, can I enter or?"
As I asked, there was a small pause as both of them looked at each other. Riku moved his head to the side a bit with a knowing smile before Jin put his weapon down. "Fine, but we're watching you, Ms...?"
"Tamamo."
Technology didn't make much sense. It was like a weird mix between feudal Japan with bits of modern technology, or rather something that gave the appearance of being modern. Something was up with all of that, and I needed answers. Luckily, there was a passing merchant from whom I was able to get answers.
"So, this world is a lost colony?" Everything about it started to make a lot more sense. This wasn't a fantasy world but some sort of sci-fi setting. That's why technology that seemed out of place was here.
"I won't know if we are lost, the story goes that something cut us off." The man took a sip of his alcohol. By the looks of things, he was a bit drunk, which made it easier to get him to talk. "Our ancestors came here on great ships through the Astral Ocean, but a great storm was said to have cut us off, and during the storm, the Old Lords destroyed much of our civilization."
I am guessing that it was probably in the panic that such a thing. It could be the old leaders trying to keep order, or they had gone tyrannical. Whatever the reason, they must have been overthrown, but in the process, the world was subjected to an apocalypse. Helped at explaining the weird schizo tech level I kept seeing.
Time to get some more answers on when this was. "How long ago had this been?"
There was a pass from the merchant who seemed to be in thought. Either that or he was having trouble remembering thanks to the alcohol. "I think about four, maybe five thousand years?"
"Five thousand years?!" How had a single planet been cut off from a space-faring empire for that long? Unless whatever cut them off cut off most if not the whole of the empire.
I was able to get more bits of history off the man. Apparently, he seemed to be a bit of a history fan as he went into detail about some things. He talked about a long dark age that was eventually broken by the rise of Daimyo. Warlords who ended up carving their own little Kingdoms on the planet. There had also been two religious groups, one of which worshipped four gods that had been wiped out by the other with the aid of the Daimyo, with records about it being rather sparse.
As he got drunker, he started rambling about how little was recovered from the old vaults, or about them being destroyed. Even with how much he could make off them. Regardless, I stopped talking to him as he got a bit handy with me. Still, I was able to get a few maps out of him. One local, another of the world, and the last of the greater region.
Magecraft was good enough to fake that I had money. Something that made it easy, but also pushed me to leave before the night. A new outfit, some maps of where I was heading, and a bit more ofuda for me. As I stood out as night came over the sky, I started to wonder exactly what I was going to do.
Third POV
Twenty pods flew out through a chaotic mass of storms and what looked like swirling gases. One by one, each streaked through these storms before disappearing through rifts that had opened up. Finally, the last of them disappeared into the rifts as the attention of four beings who watched this returned to their own little plans. The first part of a grand plan had been done, and for now, they will wait until it is time for them to work together.
One of the four went back to a great crystal tower that served as his fortress. The Changer of Ways, Tzeentch looked at the various possibilities of what was to come. All the futures before him were as possible as to be and simultaneously unlikely to ever happen. What confused him was that some of them were suddenly just stopping. Futures fading into nothing, new possibilities being made, and with it the threads of fate being rewoven.
Tzeentch tried to figure out what was causing this. The Laughing God? The Deciever? Perhaps even the Emperor reaching throw time? "It's small right now, almost like a random change in possibility."
For Tzeentch, despite all his power and cunning, couldn't control everything. Nor was he the only player on the board of destiny who could change things. Yet, even then, sometimes things would just happen beyond his control and understanding. "Most of everything seems to be in order anyway."
Pushing that aside from now but never completely, he returned to another play in the Great Game. Whatever had changed things would make itself known; it, too, will fall into the plans of the Architect of Fate.
A gasp of breath and eyes opened as I groaned. My body felt like it was simultaneously numb and on fire. Pulling myself up slowly, I gripped my head, feeling a headache. I looked around, noticing that I was in some sort of forest with what looked like mountains on the horizon.
"What happened to-" I stopped as my voice was off/wasn't off. A bit of confusion came over me at this as I gripped my head yet again. "What the…"
I looked down at my body. I almost jumped at the outfit that I had on. It wasn't what I was wearing and neither did I look like this! "Wait, why do I think that?"
I asked myself in utter confusion. Of course, this was what I always looked like! No sooner as those thoughts come over than my headache returned as a series of conflicting memories came over. One of them is far smaller than the other. I lived a mundane life, being more of a fan of typical nerdy stuff like video games, anime, and visual novels. All that came to an end at around the time I turned thirty, after an accident.
However, those memories were being overwhelmed by my other set of memories. Of a Great Sun, fighting the White Titan, being worshipped by the people of Japan, causing chaos in India, China, and then Japan. No, I refused to consider the former two as myself, despite being myself as well. Regardless, I had met my end on the fields of Nasu, treated as an enemy of Mankind.
"Tamamo-no-Mae." I knew the story/my story. However, everything else told me exactly which one I was. "I'm the Tamamo of Fate!"
Of course, I am/I shook my head again. This is confusing as I don't really want to go crazy from both sets of who I am. Actually, how did I even end up here, and furthermore what even if here anyway? Looking up at the sky, I was greeted with clouds, the rays of the sun, and something in the sky. Bands of light that faintly seemed to be visible. Rings, those are planetary rings.
"Oh…"
I was in another world of some sort. That was obvious, what with the rings in the sky. Most of the trees and plants didn't seem awfully alien-looking. Some of the animals did, but others seemed familiar enough. Maybe I was in some sort of fantasy world?
Regardless, there was the issue of my ability to use Magecraft. I wasn't a ghost-liner or a Heroic Spirit. Worrying about mana would have been a huge problem. As for my own reserves of mana, of course, they are massive. I am a goddess after all!
On that notice, I created three familiars who moved around in front of me as they looked for any signs of anyone who lived here. There was a question about what I would do when I find people. Assuming this was a fantasy world I should look like I am not out of place.
My fox tail and ears are very clearly not normal for a human. Luckily, I can shapeshift, so that's not much of a problem. My own distaste for doing so, or rather the part of me that is Tamamo's distaste, didn't matter. My tail and ears disappeared as I now looked physically indistinguishable from a human. As soon as I did, one of my familiars had found what looked to be a road in the forest. It was old, mostly weathered stone and dirt, but a sign that someone had used this.
"Great, hopefully I can find a village or something."
I headed for the road as my familiars all joined me. I sent two ahead scouting in front of me as two others stayed behind and out of immediate sight. Given I had some time to think to myself. First, I had to think about my dress. As much as I love it, I am going to need to change it into something more practical.
The only thing is I don't have anything else. All I have with me is the clothes on my back, some ofuda charms, and my mirror. On that note, I took it out in order to look at it. One part of me knew the full fury of what it could do while the other side still had a bit of a hard time grasping it.
One of my familiars found that the forest opened up ahead and led to a river with what appeared to be a proper dirt road up ahead. If there were a river and a road, that would mean there had to be civilization!
By the time it was afternoon, my familiars who were still ahead of me had come across actual signs of civilization. A large town that cut through the river with farmland all around it. Funny enough, the village looked walled with an aesthetics that I could tell was Japanese-esque. As I finally came up to the walls I was greeted with two guards at the gates who each had something in their hands that seemed out of place.
They had what looked like full-automatic weapons. Sure, they looked worn down, but there was no mistaking them as anything but out of place in a fantasy setting. There was something off about the walls themselves. By the looks of things, they are ceramic instead of wood or stone. To my knowledge, I didn't recall the idea of ceramic walls being a thing.
One of the guards pointed their gun at me and spoke in a language that I could only somewhat understand. Learning the language would take way too much time, and unfortunately, I did not have the aid of being a Summoned Servant to speak the language. What I did have was knowledge of how to use a spell to translate what was being said by me and to me.
"Again, who are you?" He asked while the other guard seemed to almost roll his eyes at this.
"Come on, Jin look at her, she isn't threatening looking."
The second guard was taller than the first. More scared and a bit more older looking compared to his small companion. While his younger one still had his eyes on me, he turned to the older guard with visible annoyance.
"How can you say that Riku?" Jin motioned at me with the gun in his hands. "Look at her, she's dressed like a courtesan, how suspicious is that?"
I was tempted to curse him just for that. My outfit was great! No, I did need to change that much because I was going to be on my own for now.
"Think, Jin, yes her outfit is suspicious, but look at her more closely," The older man, Riku, pointed out to me. "She has no weapons on her, and given how she looks, it's unlikely she could go anywhere without drawing eyes on her."
"What if she's a witch?"
"I doubt it, she doesn't look like any of them."
Well, he isn't technically wrong. Witches are a type of elemental, though from what I was getting, they are probably going by witch in the term of evil magic user. I am most certainly not a witch even by that definition!
Finally, I decided to cut into this conversation. "So, can I enter or?"
As I asked, there was a small pause as both of them looked at each other. Riku moved his head to the side a bit with a knowing smile before Jin put his weapon down. "Fine, but we're watching you, Ms...?"
"Tamamo."
Technology didn't make much sense. It was like a weird mix between feudal Japan with bits of modern technology, or rather something that gave the appearance of being modern. Something was up with all of that, and I needed answers. Luckily, there was a passing merchant from whom I was able to get answers.
"So, this world is a lost colony?" Everything about it started to make a lot more sense. This wasn't a fantasy world but some sort of sci-fi setting. That's why technology that seemed out of place was here.
"I won't know if we are lost, the story goes that something cut us off." The man took a sip of his alcohol. By the looks of things, he was a bit drunk, which made it easier to get him to talk. "Our ancestors came here on great ships through the Astral Ocean, but a great storm was said to have cut us off, and during the storm, the Old Lords destroyed much of our civilization."
I am guessing that it was probably in the panic that such a thing. It could be the old leaders trying to keep order, or they had gone tyrannical. Whatever the reason, they must have been overthrown, but in the process, the world was subjected to an apocalypse. Helped at explaining the weird schizo tech level I kept seeing.
Time to get some more answers on when this was. "How long ago had this been?"
There was a pass from the merchant who seemed to be in thought. Either that or he was having trouble remembering thanks to the alcohol. "I think about four, maybe five thousand years?"
"Five thousand years?!" How had a single planet been cut off from a space-faring empire for that long? Unless whatever cut them off cut off most if not the whole of the empire.
I was able to get more bits of history off the man. Apparently, he seemed to be a bit of a history fan as he went into detail about some things. He talked about a long dark age that was eventually broken by the rise of Daimyo. Warlords who ended up carving their own little Kingdoms on the planet. There had also been two religious groups, one of which worshipped four gods that had been wiped out by the other with the aid of the Daimyo, with records about it being rather sparse.
As he got drunker, he started rambling about how little was recovered from the old vaults, or about them being destroyed. Even with how much he could make off them. Regardless, I stopped talking to him as he got a bit handy with me. Still, I was able to get a few maps out of him. One local, another of the world, and the last of the greater region.
Magecraft was good enough to fake that I had money. Something that made it easy, but also pushed me to leave before the night. A new outfit, some maps of where I was heading, and a bit more ofuda for me. As I stood out as night came over the sky, I started to wonder exactly what I was going to do.
Third POV
Twenty pods flew out through a chaotic mass of storms and what looked like swirling gases. One by one, each streaked through these storms before disappearing through rifts that had opened up. Finally, the last of them disappeared into the rifts as the attention of four beings who watched this returned to their own little plans. The first part of a grand plan had been done, and for now, they will wait until it is time for them to work together.
One of the four went back to a great crystal tower that served as his fortress. The Changer of Ways, Tzeentch looked at the various possibilities of what was to come. All the futures before him were as possible as to be and simultaneously unlikely to ever happen. What confused him was that some of them were suddenly just stopping. Futures fading into nothing, new possibilities being made, and with it the threads of fate being rewoven.
Tzeentch tried to figure out what was causing this. The Laughing God? The Deciever? Perhaps even the Emperor reaching throw time? "It's small right now, almost like a random change in possibility."
For Tzeentch, despite all his power and cunning, couldn't control everything. Nor was he the only player on the board of destiny who could change things. Yet, even then, sometimes things would just happen beyond his control and understanding. "Most of everything seems to be in order anyway."
Pushing that aside from now but never completely, he returned to another play in the Great Game. Whatever had changed things would make itself known; it, too, will fall into the plans of the Architect of Fate.
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Oh, this is on here now. That's cool.
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SFW stuff is allowed in the NSFW category, and the latter has vastly more traffic. You'll get a better response posting in the latter, especially if you plan to have any fluffy tail lewds
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Should I repost it then on there?
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It would probably allow it to get more attention I think.
Oh… though I don't know if reposting a story is allowed?
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I mean I will just delete the thread.
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Okay, they yeah. You should do that I think.
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Whelp can't delete it. Whatever. This will be Archieve then