Pov: This guy {My most powerful OC lmao}

Chorus: *there was no brain function, leaving her staring blankly at the guy's wings*

Ulliam: ummm hello?

*She stood there blankly for a few more seconds until yelping and beginning to mumble in the smallest voice possible.* A-Agarthan! .. right?.. couldn't be a Nabatean, not with those eyes and hair.. if only I'd brought my lance and armor, maybe the professor too.. the wings are cool, but there's never been any telling of Agarthans or Nabateans with wings..

*She continued to mumble to herself under her breath, trying to figure out just what this strange human(oid) could be, eventually becoming oblivious that he/they/she/whatever pronouns was even in front of her*

Ulliam: umm you okay...?

{He}

(alr good to know)
... he doesn't seem like he'll try to hurt anyone ... *She was suddenly hit with a jolt of realization, her voice reaching normal levels* Ack! I'm sorry, I did it again, didn't I? I always talk WAY too much when I'm trying to figure something out. The, uh... wings... are cool!

Ulliam: that's fine. I have friends who do it all the time

*She let out a sigh of relief, glad that he was used to people blathering on and on so that she had nothing to worry about.* So... I'm Chorus. What brings you around here?

Ulliam: oh I'm just exploring

Chor: Huh. That's, uh... That's nice.

Ulliam: and you?

Chor: Oh, I pay visits to the nearby monastery often, although it's usually by my stepfather's request.

Ulliam: I see

dragnoc: ..can i help you?

???: Hello there, who are you?

Dragnoc.

???: cool im ulliam

I do need capital. And votes. Wanna know why? "I have a dream." That one day, every person in this nation will control their OWN destiny. A land of the TRULY free, dammit. A nation of ACTION, not words. Ruled by STRENGTH, not committee. Where the law changes to suit the individual, not the other way around. Where power and justice are back where they belong: in the hands of the people! Where every man is free to think -- to act -- for himself! F**k all these limp-dick lawyers and chicken-shit bureaucrats. F**k this 24/7 Internet spew of trivia and celebrity bullshit. F**k "American pride". F**k the media! F**k all of it! America is diseased. Rotten to the core. There's no saving it -- we need to pull it out by the roots. WIpe the slate clean. BURN IT DOWN! And from the ashes, a new America will be born. Evolved, but untamed! The weak will be purged, and the strongest will thrive -- free to live as they see fit, they will make America GREAT AGAIN!
You still don't get it. I'm using war as a business to get elected... so I can end war as a business! In my new America, people will die and kill for what they BELIEVE! Not for money, not for oil! Not for what they're told is right. Every man will be free to fight his own wars!

U: *sitting in a tree, reading*

Ulliam: hey there

U: *looks* hello.

Ulliam: *Hanging upside down* who are you

U: a traveller, you?

Ulliam: same

U: hm.

Ulliam: except I travel dimensions

U: same.

Ulliam: Realities timelines dimensions. All of em

U: you ever accidentlly end a branch of the multiverse?

Ulliam: ....

I'd rather not talk about that those incidents

U: same.

Ulliam: I don't like killing much like others do

U: neither do i, i prefer diplomacy.

Ulliam: Good to know I have someone to relate to

U: heh,

Ulliam: :}

U: so... whtchya doing here?

Ulliam: checking out this dimension

U: im looking for rare stuff.

Ulliam: that's cool too

U: also, looking for something, you see any uh... tears in reality? lately?

Ulliam: some dimension clashes and ryfts!? Yeah

U: less clashes and more... primordial soup, but yeah, you mind leading me there?

Ulliam: *Snaps and they're at the place*

U: oh, that works.

Ulliam: look *points to a giant hole in reality with shards of it floating around the area*

U: oh fun... class 3...

Ulliam: yeah multiple life forms from here have traveled through here

U: hm.

Ulliam: I think they'll be fine if we close it... Or should we stabilize it so they can travel freely

U: Stabilize isnt really possible, and they are not fine.

Ulliam: I've stabilized them before, I can do it

U: A Class 3 leak of pure chaos?

Ulliam: yep

U: *you see a tree dissolve* uh huh.

Ulliam: soooo stabilize or seal it?

U: seal.

Ulliam: Okay *I fly over*

U: *channeling some kind of power*

*I take off the crystal on my ear*