Back from the archives: Magical Realm CYOA, one of the best on this sub!

[125] Trapped!

[150] Benevolent!

[175] Notorious!

[160] Area Increase 8

[158] Division

[155] Transient

[149] Protection 2

[144] Gateways 3

[124] Population Increase 10

[121] Population Longevity

[119] Culture & Customs

[115] Extrahuman Population

[111] Metahuman Population

[105] Technology Upgrade 6

[95] Magical Upgrade 5

[93] Aesthetics

[88] Technomagic

[86] Infrastructure

[85] Sanitation

[84] Healthy

[82] Wealthy

[81] Music Affinity

[80] Theater Affinity

[79] Occult Affinity

[78] Art Affinity

[77] Literature Affinity

[76] Intellectual Affinity

[75] Mechanical Affinity

[74] Festival Affinity

[72] Cosmic Adjustment

[69] Landscape Adjustment

[66] Exceptional Materials

[63] Magical Phenomena

[58] Fauna & Flora 3

[56] Spirits

[53] Afterlife

[50] Fate

[46] Theme

[44] Immortality

[38] Influence 3

[36] Memory

[34] Awareness

[31] Spirit Walk

[30] Teleportation

[27] Biomancy

[24] Nullification

[19] Dominion

[18] Friendship 1

[15] Time Manipulation

[12] Scrying

[9] Energy Manipulation

[7] Conjuration

[4] Elementalism 3

[2] Enchanting

[0] Alchemy

Fifty thousand earths. Fifty thousand possible worlds, upon which one billion creatures are born; created whole cloth by the overgods that granted this power. Each world holding around twenty thousand new, barely imaginable lifeforms. Each world has a different aesthetic: some are like our Terra, some are little but gas clouds filled with electric song. There is no true death, as each creature that dies is recycled through the Concourse, a sort of existential waiting room where I interview each being for what they seek in their next life, then spin a new form from all but nothing and resurrect them to it.

And they hate me. Only by my will do they die at all. I share this existence with my friends, who I brought with me from Terra and the time before, and I have given them the same godlike powers that I have, asking only that they care for a few aspects of the many realities we now inhabit. None of them are hated, because only I take the blame for letting anyone die at all; only I am responsible for their minor, but still real pains.

Let me tell you a secret: I think the world could do without pain, without suffering and death and rage and heartbreak...

But I'll be damned if, without pain, there would be any art.

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