When Worlds Collide- Nyx x oc (Archeron)

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Madelaine

    I sniff.

    Hmm.

    Why can I smell night?

    Or at least what I think it might smell like. You know? This is really starting to sound like a Wattpad fanfic...

    Nah.

    This totally isn't a simulation.

    I take a look around the "River House." More like a river mansion. I cannot believe some people live like this. Think about how many people you could house in this place and how many lives you could save by selling this one, getting a smaller one, and donating the rest to charity.

    Sure, it may not be that comfortable, but that hardly matters when there are lives at stake. I mean, just think how many people billionaires complaining about their taxes could save?

    Immediately the MrBeast theme song starts playing in my head.

    I miss YouTube and it's only been like 45 minutes. I wonder if they have time in this place? Or if they do, what time measuring stamps would they use?

    I continue down the various paths in this godforsaken mansion of a house and start to embrace the idea that this is real and that I am in an alternate universe, living out my fantasy. I'm so fucking screwed. Everything I've known for the entirety of my life has just been fucked over.

    Fuck you, god-I-don't-believe-in.

    "Hey, do you guys have time measurements here?"

    Nyx jogs up to match my steps from where he and Bennett have been whispering.

    "Yes. We have clocks and hours of the day," he answers.

    "24-hour time or AM and PM?" I inquire.

    "What do you mean AM or PM?" He cocks his head.

    "Okay, got my answer."

    When I was a girl, my parents sent me to this ultra conservative Christian camp, and we weren't allowed to see what the time was and all the camp counselors had their phones set to 24 hour time. So when I got home, I changed my phone to 24 hour time, and it's been like that ever since. I am happy to have grown accustomed to it since it finally comes in handy now that I'm not in America or even the Earth for that matter.

    Speaking of which. "What planet are we on?"

    "Planet?"

    "Oh goddesses."

    "What?"

    "Would you consider yourselves a technologically advanced nation?" I ask quizzingly.

    He seems to think about it for a moment. "Yes. I would assume so, but we do not need the technology your brain refers to. We have magic."

    "Nyx, what is she on about?" Bennett asks when he gets out of his own world and joins our conversation.

    "Uhm... excuse me? The she you refer to is right here, and she can tell you what she's on about with no problem." Fucking asshole. The audacity to talk like I'm not here, and the fact he went straight towards the "male"? Really dude.

    Nyx cringes when he catches my line of thought. "He didn't mean it like that. He's just kind of... how do I put this? Well I guess there's no way of truly saying it properly until you meet his father."

    "Oh goddesses, that does not sound like a pleasant experience. Let's go do it!" I want an excuse to kick some men in the balls. It's been a hot minute. "Take me to your master please."