"Pretend your life is interesting; you go outside, you make friends, and you're happy. Your life is anything and everything the stereotypical person wants; plenty and perfect of friends, top of the school, perfect guy. Whatever. If you really want, you can be a secret serial killer. But just know I won't touch those parts of your life; that's very private, and something you probably wouldn't share with me, your best friend. Or at least I am for this fanfiction- er, fantas- um... story. Yes, story. I'm your best friend in this story. We've been friends since kindergarten, remember? No, probably not." The girl sighs. "Jade. Writing a person's Personality Codes is too damn hard."
She has deep brown hair, almost black, and deep green eyes. Jade's her commander, her ruler. She's nice, yet strict.
It's her final year in Witch Apprenticeship. She's training to become the Witch of Doom, and Jade is one of two ultimate Witches; Witch of Space. As the Witch of Doom, it will be her job to manipulate Doom to her benefit. Though she's still unsure as to how Doom can be manipulated, especially to one's benefit. She's to have one of the most important jobs in Witching History, third to Witches of Space and/or Time. She has to write the personality codes of everyone on this Earth, as she did for herself. Time shenanigans. She doesn't understand them, but it's okay; it's not her job to. She only has to learn her job. She's been in apprenticeship since she was nine human years old, the default age for her to be allowed to be trained as any Class, actually. The only other thing she has to do is unlock another person's Doom, which could mean death, but it could also mean sacrifice.
Wow, you might be thinking. This Reader-chan is so cool, and this AU so spectacular!
But that's not Reader-chan. That's Caleta-chan. The girl frozen in the crystal, at her midpoint in life, is you. The best way to manipulate living creatures is in the midpoint through life, Caleta recalls Jade telling her at some point. How Jade knows is unknown to her. How does Jade know absolutely everything?
Your life will be short. That much is obvious. Your Midpoint Structure is at age sixteen. It's no wonder you don't have a God Tier; anything past two digits is far too old! Oh, wait, what's a God Tier? I'm sure you didn't ask this, but God Tiers play a different role here than they might elsewhere. Someone who dies in a horrible, tragic accident, and has possibly a mental disorder that prevented them from achieving full potential in life becomes a God Tier. The more people who mourn you, who remember you, the worse your mental disorder, the sadder your death, the more powerful your God Tier will become. Caleta was an autistic young girl who died in a house fire at age nine human years, which is why she had to wait that long to begin her training. To be able to be trained, she had to do something, anything, to her Midpoint Structure. Out of all the things she could have done, with no talent or practice, she programmed her own Life Codes.
Life Codes are the combination of Personality Codes, Career Codes, Future Codes, Past Codes, Appearance Codes and Astrological Codes.
What the fuck? is what you're probably thinking at this point. Indeed.
The Astrological Codes control mostly everything, depending on the planet's astrological signs. One must program Personality Codes, Career Codes, and Appearance Codes beforehand, though. Anything lacking in those Codes will be added with the Astrological Codes, and sometimes replaced. The Future and Past Codes should be relatively self-explanatory; they control your past and your future. Past and Future from your Midpoint, that is. But your Midpoint only lasts a second. Your True Midpoint, anyways.
It has occurred to the author(-sensei) that she hasn't described the scenery. Well, there's not much; it's a dark place that stretches on for an unknown amount of time, with small (compared to the space) swirl on it. This is the Witch Base; where any Witch will come to stay. Eventually. There aren't very many at the moment, certainly not enough for every Aspect. Oh, right. More gibberish.
Each God Tier has a Class of Aspect. In Caleta's case, Witch is the class, and Doom is the aspect. There's another little hangout for Doom manipulators, but it's unofficial. There are only three, anyways. Caleta, obviously, but there are two boys that use the last name Captor.
Mituna Captor, the elder brother, had a special case; he died at age sixteen, which is far above the norm for God Tier. But he was well-loved, he had brain damage, and he died in a car accident. So did his girlfriend, Latula Pyrope (now the Knight of Mind), actually. He became the Heir of Doom, and she, the Knight of Mind.
The younger brother, Sollux, committed dual suicide with his best friend, Karkat Vantas, soon after, at age nine. Sollux is still in training, training to be the Mage of Doom, and Karkat is training to be the Knight of Blood. The fresh impact from Mituna's death caused people to cling to him as though he was going to die, too, which he did. He was the most loved he'd ever felt or even actually been in his last days. Though being kind of a jerk at first glance, Karkat was EXTREMELY loyal to his friends, and would stand by them no matter what. Or anyone, really; he would defend anyone, even those that didn't like him, if he had a reason to. But a lot of people didn't seem to like him.
There was Sollux, a girl named Nepeta (she died when she was seven, and became the Rogue of Heart), a girl named Terezi Pyrope (sisters with Latula, and killed herself that year, because her closest friend, Vriska, blinded her, and that friendship was ended. She was so devastated that she didn't have a friend left, it seemed, that she hung herself. She's now the Seer of Mind), and a boy named Gamzee Makara (also a rare case; died of overdose of notably prescribed drugs at age eleven, and is now the Bard of Rage), and a girl named Meenah Peixes (she was the heir to a local mafia, but one of the members that had been there longer didn't like that, so he killed her. Despite being kind of mean, almost everyone liked her, most likely due to her sister [Feferi Peixes, drowned, age 7, Witch of Life]. She was eleven when it happened, but she was three years older than Karkat, making him eight. She's now the Thief of Life), who Caleta has to work with sometimes, but other than that... There was no one.
Or, so he thought, because anyone who had made him think badly of himself, even by accident, felt extremely bad that they'd caused that. And even those who barely knew Karkat were sad, because they could tell that he was loyal to his friends, even thought the friends couldn't.
So, the author is pretty sure she's covered everything by now. Except for one thing.
You, in the crystal.
The crystal is translucent blue, which was your favourite colour in that life. You had short, brown hair (cut like a boy's), and you were wearing a white T-shirt, with your adopted symbol (two eighth notes, one upside down) in blue on it. You had dark, hazel eyes, and almost-tan skin.
Alas, no, this isn't you currently. This is your previous life, and it might be your favourite by the end of this series; you were extremely self-confident, and you were proud of who you were, and you'd tell anyone who cared to ask so. You were legitimately happy, and do you know how most Grade Tens hate Grade Nines? In Grade Nine, you were welcomed into a Grade Ten circle. You got along with almost everyone, seeing as you were three parts Gemini, and three parts Cancer; Gemini is fun and friendly, and Cancer has the ability to deeply connect with others. A perfect combination.
So, the writer of this story is going to recommend that you scroll back up to the top, and read the dialogue again, in case you forgot. Because she's now going to continue the story.
"Well, would you like to see a different option for Coding?" Jade responds.
"Is there a different way?" Caleta asks, her eyes wide.
"Yes," she replies, a smile on her face. "Only you can do this, though. You must tap the tip of the Midpoint Crystal, and then an alternate version of this person will step out. Of course, there's no other programming language for this job, but you can simply ask the person what they'd have done differently in their life. This version will have access to their future and their past, so they can tell you properly. You may require some... assistance, however."
"I'm... guessing... probably not Lian?" she guesses weakly.
"No," Jade answers.
Lian Song is, or was, a Chinese girl. She moved to America, down in the South, and became the leader of the protesters, and because of her high status, she was well-loved. She was shot during one of the protests, but no one knew who fired the gun. Lian's God Tier is the Thief of Blood, because her wish was never fulfilled. What was going to be her great triumph turned into a great failure; most of the protesters were arrested. She was another EXTREMELY rare case, having died at age 21.
"You'll be working with Amey Banks," she smiles pleasantly.
"UGH," Caleta groans. "I hate her!"
"She's the Maid of Heart," the dog-eared girl continues. Caleta has no idea why she has ears like that. "You'll have to get used to her; she can mend the hearts of others, clear their minds, and motivate them."
"She does a sucky job at that..."
"Yes, well, the point of a God Tier is to challenge the User. For example, as the Witch of Doom, you have to control others' lives, as you have been controlled. This challenges you, because you absolutely hated it, and you find it unfair that people have to be controlled as such. Right?"
"Yeah, but, it's different. Anyone can be bossy and controlling, but CLEARLY not everyone can pacify everyone. She only cares about herself."
"This isn't true. She's ultra-aware. Now, would you stop arguing with me, and just find her, already?"
She flies aimlessly through the void; where the HECK is the Maid hangout? And then she hears a voice.
"Amey, please, no," it states with a sigh. Caleta recognizes the voice: Porrim Maryam, the Maid of Space. She doesn't really know how Porrim died, either. "Okay. I give up. You're hopeless."
"Hi," Caleta greets weakly. "So... I need to kidnap Amey for a bit. I need her help with something."
"She can't even motivate herself," Porrim sighs, turning to Caleta. "What am I supposed to do with this?!"
"You're supposed to let me kidnap her for a while, so I can learn my own powers."
"She's as irresponsive as an autistic kid-"
"Sorry. But she's infuriating!"
"I know. But I apparently need her to help program some Life Codes. So. We're going, now." She grabs Amey's wrist, and starts dragging her away.
"Callie! You're going to mess up my nails!"
"It's Caleta. I'm not Callie. Our Muse is. She's Callie. Callie Ohpeee. I'm Caleta."
"Well, whatever your name is, you're messing up my nails!"
"Your nails don't matter. My duties as a God Tier matter, and yours too, quite frankly. Worry about your appearance after you've mastered whatever it is you're supposed to do."
"Ew. That takes years!"
"I know. This is my last year."
"Ew. I'll see you at graduation- Oh, wait, probably not."
The rest of the way to the Witch Base was spent bickering about levels of intelligence, graduation, and whatnot. When they finally got back to the Base, Jade was waiting for them.
"Alright, now, Caleta, just touch the tip of the crystal," Jade instructed. Amey giggled. "Go sit in the corner." There were very few people able to stand Amey.
"There is no corner," she pointed out.
Caleta touched the tip of the crystal, and you fall forward, into her arms.
"Yo," you greet, standing up. "Yooo. What the hell is this place?"
"Welcome to the Witch Base," Jade greets.
"This is cool," you state in approval. "Where are my robes?"
"You don't get robes yet," she responds, a small smile on her face. "You know, you're taking this rather well."
"Yeah, well, I just go with the flow," you reply, smiling. "I'm not going to complain, because this place is pretty cool. Also, I can kind of see everything now? The future, the past. I can remember everything, from before the dinosaurs to the destruction of Earth."
"It's probably not good for you to be thinking about that stuff," Caleta tells you. "That's kind of my job, and who knows what might happen to your fragile human mind if you continue?"
"Oh, you're Alternian?" you ask. "I love the trolls, oh my God. They're so interesting, right down to their caste system. Like, it's not a good thing, but it's definitely interesting. What was your blood colour?"
"I was a Jade blood," she answers, a bit surprised at the human's interest in her old species. Currently she's human, because that's the dominating species at the moment. What form she's in is the only way she remembers how time passes. "But, anyways, we're here to talk about you."
"Ha, well, that's something I'm good at," you grin. "What do you want to know?"
"If you could change your life, how would you?" Amey cut in.
"Uh... Maybe we can start with introductions," Jade advises. "I'm Jade, the Witch of Space. You don't need to introduce yourself; Caleta already knows who you are, and that's all that matters."
"Hey," you greet.
"I'm Caleta," she introduces herself. "The Witch of Doom."
"And I'm Amey," she says, smiling too-sweetly. "Maid of Heart."
"Why are you here?" you ask curiously. "Like, not to be offensive or anything. Because this seems to be the Witch place."
"Yeah," she responds. "It is. But I came, because I, like, help people make up their minds, and stuff."
"She's supposed to be able to, and I quote, "mend a person's heart, clear their mind, and motivate them"," Caleta muttered.
"Yeah, I got that," you nod. "Thanks. But, if I could change my life in any way possible... Hm..." You think about it. "Can I base my new life around people I know already?"
"Sure," Caleta shrugs. "I'm the one who's going to be creating your alternate life. A funny story is, is that, there are only one hundred and forty-four original people on the planet Earth. This stands because of the Greeks: twelve gods, twelve star signs. The reason is because twelve squared is that much, and the signs... Well, mated, and throughout time, they multiplied. Like... You. You have an equal amount of Gemini and Cancer signs. You're an excellent demonstration of a mate-ship between signs."
"I never asked about signs, but okay," you state accommodatingly. You're a very laid-back person, and you'd rather not bother with violence. "I like learning things, anyways."
"So, what'll it be?" Amey asked, placing her hand on your shoulder. Your mind suddenly clears. You know exactly what you want.