The soulscape.
For some, it was a sacred place where they went to rediscover the self since it was a reflection of the soul... It was a good place to look at oneself and see what they were.
For others, it was a place to make contact with higher beings, be those Elder Gods and Eldtrich abomination from the void. Demons from the depths of hell... Or Lesser/High gods and angels.
For Elizabeth Starbright?
It was a weird place, a great library/laboratory.
A maze of untold depth. And more importantly.
A vestige of her past life.
A life she no longer remembered but still echoed across her soul.
"What in the seven hells did I do before to end with this?" was the same thing she always asked when she was here.
Walking among the many aisles of the library half of her soulscape she could see how marvelous that past life was.
Or she could imagine since one must have some past with books or knowledge to have this kind of soulscape.
Either way, she could only wonder since no memories were stirred in her. No epiphany came her way. And most important, no actual information was in the books in her soulscape.
Most of these held information she knew, as in her memories, and then the books would repeat themselves. Each and every bookshelf held the same books.
So she stopped inspecting them and kept walking searching for the end of the library and the place where she saw a certain little girl.
She had questions to ask after all.
So after a few minutes of walking, she made her way to the heart of the library, the place where the most advanced technology of this place was held (Besides the laboratory of a certain blonde asshole that is).
And there...It happened.
"Eli-Eli!" She was thrown into the floor by a flying tackle from a little girl.
Of course, the tackle and the fall didn't actually hurt her.
But still "You will injure yourself or someone if this is your normal greeting." She admonished the little girl.
For her part, said little girl at least acknowledged her mistake and looked downcast.
Elizabeth almost felt bad for scolding her, at least until the little girl spoke.
"Right. I forgot that Eli-Eli was more squishy than momma," and to that the blonde girl could only wonder. What kind of monster was her 'momma' if she could endure a full-strength tackle of this monster of a little girl...
"Brother always says that I need to mind my strength more than ever unless I want Eli-Eli to go splat on me." Oh right, there is the brother too.
"I came here to build a few spells, should I just start drawing on a paper over there or...?" Said the blonde girl trying to steer the conversation away from such dangerous topics.
Somehow she could tell that finding more information about these monsters' families was a bad idea.
"Are you alright Eli-Eli?" Asked the worried little girl "Why would you want to use paper when brother prepared a [Program] in the PCs?" and the little girl pointed to one of the booths with PCs.
A Program?
"Oh right, I could use the program your brother prepared..." Said the blonde girl while walking to one of the PCs.
