I Can Only Show You The Door

[Zack Asiv]

The primary research library containing all knowledge of Magic, Mana, Formulae, Qi, and theories was currently looking like a ransacked village. Pillaged by the most barbaric of peoples, though in reality it was being scoured, toiled over by hundreds of mages. Samples of Chains, the book of the dark world connected to the Seine bloodlines, and reports of other powers that deal with time and space.

All of this research was being done on multiple realities as the council of Prestons were also attempting to help. But what of Prime Preston?

[Preston Salabim]

Prime Preston was on day three of no sleep, the walls around him were plastered with papers and notes and magical symbols. To an untrained eye, and to most trained eyes it would look like madness. Hell, Preston wasn't sure himself if he had gone mad or not. But he could almost feel it there, tickling at the sides of his mind. He was so close though. Close to what only time could tell, but he felt like he was just a piece of the puzzle away from something...

[Zack Asiv]

All around him there were papers and proof of multi dimensional, multi timeline existences. He himself was even capable of summoning a creature from The Dark World, even then it didn't seem like there was any paper leading to how, why, or even exploring those worlds, besides the connection between the Seine chains and the Conqueror's chains. The only things that may or may not exist in every possible timeline.

[Preston Salabim]

The fact that he could summon beings from beyond his own world was proof of worlds beyond. And the council from other timelines hinted at other aspects. There seemed to be some things, people, or events that were the same no matter what. But others were more variable. Constants and variables. And now chains ripping through the dimensional fabric between worlds. Shackling and draining this star of life. But why bind this star? And if it was draining the energy from it, what was it fueling? And to what purpose?

And so he continued with formulas and whatever scraps of reference he could find to try to decipher how these chains came into being, and what kind of magic could bind a star, or more than one stars. And what would require so much power....

[Zack Asiv]

The chains that exist for the Seine family state that the more powerful the Seine with Qi, the more chains they can summon, and the more chains they can summon the stronger the boost from the chains is. There are a few theoretical star binding spells, but they were previously used to contain the power of a star in a container, or a magical field.

The theories on star containment is the container would need to be as strong as a star to store the energy of a star, so it was always seen as a waste of effort.

[Preston Salabim]

And that was the problem that he kept running into. Theories that went no where. Binding or draining a star was pointless because to do so, you'd have to have already done it. More or less anyway. And yet here they were. Clenching his eyes shut as he failed to stifle a large yawn he'd let his head fall to hit against the table. His glasses shifting to be crooked on his face.

Alright, let's back track this. We have chains binding this world and draining it's essence away. Assuming it is like the Seine families Qi ability this will be powering up whomever launched the chains. However, to contain this much energy, that person would need to be at least as strong as the collective energy of the whole world and everything on it. Or they would need some kind of containment for that energy to hold it into reserve.

If the caster is as strong as everything on the planet and the planet then we are hopelessly screwed. So there is no point considering that possibility because it means nothing matters.

He'd try to stifle another yawn, shaking his head to try in vain to push the tiredness and fog from his mind.

He is powering something. Something that needs the combined power of all of the stars to cast. Creation magic maybe? Maybe time? What else could need that much power, would be worth this cost?

[Zack Asiv]

Reports for the chains that are currently on the planet are reported to slowly be draining Qi and Life energy from the things around it, including animals and people. However, things don't just die from being drained, they are instead transmuted, changed. Things made of skeletal structure with blue or black flames. The creatures or beings this creates also have magic or attacks similar to Qi, but no further data on these abilities exist.

The odder part is grass turns to the black fire, but doesn't burn or hurt, and tree's become petrified, somehow growing to an ancient age in a matter of minutes depending on proximity to the chains.

[Preston Salabim]

A biproduct of the drain or the primary cause? The transmutation of things around the chains was troublesome as well, both in the creatures that it spawned but the other effects as well. Some of it seemed to support the idea of some kind of time magic. However he knew of no spell with such a shift to living organism, especially without being the primary target hit. Stumbling to his feet he'd grab another stack of notes on the plane dubbed the Dark World where his own summon hailed from. Some of the reports tickled what felt like a distant memory toward his earlier research into it.

[Zack Asiv]

Every vision into the Dark World is of a place with no yellow sun, but a pale white light that illuminates everything, barely penetrating the thick black air where creatures swim or fly. Decrepit and dilapidated buildings or objects litter the area like ruins, and many of the skeletal creatures have chains attached to them still. Everything is connected to the ground by black chains, be they small or large, many giant chains even attach the surface of the star to it's moon holding it in place. There are many hundreds of thousands more chains in the dark world than here.

[Preston Salabim]

A mercy to be sure. But seeing the diagrams of the chains and that world he was certain this calamaty befell the Dark World some time ago. The question that remained now was were they spared the worst of it, or would more chains form as this world continued to be sucked dry. And why the moon? Straightening his back he'd limp to the side of the chambers where he staff rested against the wall. Clutching it tightly, and leaning on it heavily Preston would make for the stairs to go to the roof of the building. He wished to look upon the moon and the stars...

[Zack Asiv]

Preston would see three large black chains coming from some points of this planets surface extending all the way to the moon, binding it in place.

[Preston Salabim]

He would lift a hand up and trace the chains to see if they formed a triangle on the Moon's surface or if they seemed to be coming from the planet in a similar pattern.

[Zack Asiv]

He would find they do make a triangle. The three chains seemingly connecting to a single position on the moon, rather than wrapping it or, connecting to different points.

[Preston Salabim]

Why that point? That was the question that burned in his mind as he slowly hobbled back down to the libraries to look for Barker, he was always good at digging up information. Assuming he was being productive at least.

[Zack Asiv]

Preston would find Barker with a small pile of notes he was writing with a few books on his desk. Seemed to be chemical formula's and genetic make up mostly. Luckily nothing that looked harmful or that he seemed to care to hide from view.