[The World] a place that had been truly mesmerizing by all accounts and the stories retold have been presented anew time and time again. A place with all sorts of possibilities was something that the Long Arm saw when she read the legend of its inhabitants. Everything about it had attracted her attention and with all the rumors, even she was interested in getting to the bottom of things. Thus, did her journey begin to collect as much information and learn as much about [The World] as she could. Having taken the time to assess the lore and clearly have a basis of the world she traveled in, Tear decided to start looking into the lore further along with any rumors.

The training would be for the potential enemies that were only going to become stronger as she ventured further more or less. People didn't like others knowing secrets and Tear would just assume violence was what wone would venture to choosing, rather than words by that point. She had heard the stories about player killers and the like. It was mind-blowing considering the damage caused by some of the rumors heard, but even that wasn't enough to stop her. This was all speculation, of course, but she knew everyone couldn't come up with the same story. There was truth somewhere in it. Everyone couldn't be lying.

Standing at the Gate of Mac Anu, Tear would speak the words as she pressed them on her user interface. "Hidden Forbidden Holy Ground." she'd state clearly, her bell voice giving off the tone of curiosity.

[GATE-IN]

The long path before her that lead to the hall was beyond grandiose, the attention o detail even further along than she originally assumed. This was her first time setting foot here but it wasn't her first time seeing it. The music that played for this place fit it perfectly. Not only was it sad, it was also reflective, almost like a constant reminder of the sins of antiquity that the lore expressed so vividly. This was something that Tear understood to be a driving force and this particular Goddess had been utilized in a senseless revenge and yet was justice served or revenge fulfilled.

Her decision to visit some of the greatest places or the start of man's downfall as the lore would call it, was not a starting point, but an attempt to pay respects to the history of the place she intended to intrude and tear upon. While her intentions were pure, she too was searching. Technically there had already been atrocities that occurred before this moment. Nevertheless, Tear would still come here, the place having taken on an entirely new meaning. Even so, it was always a wonder how she obtained so much information from the different players, their mindsets, things that were occuring in [The World] and just paying attention. This place was a giant riddle that screamed for someone to learn and know of it's secrets and Tear forever answered the call. Still, there needed to be a point of reference to start from and so this was the new beginning she was aiming towards and would move along.

Greed wasn't something one would use to describe her at all. She only wished to have a full understanding and help move things along in that fashion. A guiding hand seemed ever necessary. As she walked down the aisle of the cathedral, her bell voice would hum along to the tune, her hands clasped together and eyes closed. Before the statue in the cathedral, Tear would keep her eyes closed and head bowed slightly, a prayer for the Goddess who was forsaken and used by the very people she saved. The Goddess of Light before her probably never meant to be called pitiable and more than likely wouldn't accept pity, however, this was just something out of respect. Story telling was a beautiful thing.

"May you ever find peace in the solitude forced upon you." the bell voice would ring.

All was well and fine as her mind asked different questions about what one could have possibly one to escape the fate bestowed upon this Goddess before her, however, before she could process anymore, the door to the cathedral opened. That would be no problem considering the echo was enormous and this was a free realm to walk about. All would have been considered normal, except Tear had been warned once by her friend Mouse, regarding what she was searching for and that people might come looking for her as it was dangerous.

Without telling her anything, Mouse was giving her a clear warning, and Tear kept it duly noted and at the forefront of all she encountered, hence why the new presence in the cathedral not announcing themselves, meant something different to her. Now she had options to weigh out, turn around and face them, or have her weapon at the ready and it never hurt to be safe than sorry. who would willingly come to a cathedral to start a fight, however, you never knew what one's true motives were unless explained clearly or with enough evidence, however, Tear made the decision for whoever entered. She chose violence.

While still praying in the light, Tear would allow her wings to expand to their full length, her head rising to look up to the statue as her left arm stretched out fully to the side. Her weapon, Gungnir, appeared in her hand in a flash of light blue light before Tear turned back to the entrance. "Who would dare disturb what little peace is left here?" she'd ask boldly, her bell voice ringing out as she now stood facing the benches of the church.

One who was silently skulking about meant harm as far as she was concerned. Generally, when someone wanted to be spotted they would speak out or at least stand at a distance and attract your attention, however, that was not the case, and so her assumption wasn't far off as far as she was concerned. Glancing around the room briefly, her eyes made eye contact with the perpetrator in question. A light brown-haired individual was indeed watching her down the aisle.

Upon seeing her, the spear would lean forward, pointed in her direction. This person could be alone or with others. Mouse, Fai, Wren, and others she could name had warned her that she would be sought after which while part of her goals, was also something she would need to be prepared for. Tear just didn't expect it to be so soon. This must have been what they were referring to, especially, if they waited for her to enter a church alone, in a non-combat-related dungeon. It was a logical conclusion.

This manner of speech was somehting she wasn't too acquainted with honestly. The girl was in full character, which wasn't an issue but it didn't check out all of the LongArm's suspicions. As a result there was only one option left to check. It may have been a bit much, but since violence had already been chosen, why not proceed? Normally this wouldn't have been an issue, although, the paranoia had set in. It seemed she still had a lot to work on if she wanted to be as staunch of a person as she planned. As the woman before her approached from the center aisle, Tear's eyes would search the area once more as the woman spoke of ending her reign. The words now fully registered, Tear's bell voice would echo with a laugh. She actually seemed like a villain in this moment. Finally taking a full-focus look at the person in front of her, Tear would now conclude that the person before her had no knowledge of this place whatsoever, base stats and the approach. A test was always fine though.

This couldn't be anything to do with a player killer now because the level was one. Someone else would have had to be here for Tear to be attacked. Although, it wouldn't have been much of a battle with such a clear advantage. "I wouldn't mind being a Princess in this world. I doubt I would make the same mistakes as the rulers before me." she'd pause momentarily. Walking down the stairs, her wings would close as she went to meet the player face to face, weapon still drawn. Tear would continue her statement having finally decided on her next move. "However, my reign over the information in this world will never lose its' grip, but rest assured.....I won't hurt you." Opening and flexing her left hand briefly, this would be the final test, just to be sure. Decoys were a thing.

Leaning forward, Tear would push off the bottom step, her spear poised to strike in her right hand as she sprinted forward to close the distance. Of course, she wasn't actually going to wound the other player, however, she was going to test and see if there were any bystanders who would now help out. If they had been hiding, which was always a possibility, then Tear wanted to make sure that wasn't a thing either. Plus, she was ready to dodge in case the person before her lost her mind and fired at the sudden charge. It would technically catch most people off guard. "Clearly you're prepared." she'd belt, thrusting her spear forward in one go.

Tear had full control of her mobility, so if no one attempted to save her by the time the spear tip was close, she would stop instantly, however, it was clear that the steam gunner before her wouldn't have even thought about that, nor did she recognize her as an actual player. I mean it was the girl's fault that Tear was paranoid about player ambushes thanks to her own experience. How would she have known that. One day, she'd find them too but for now, it was simply covering herself.

All Tear could do was start to laugh. Albeit, the action would probably be considered rude after having caused such distress but she couldn't help herself. It wasn't often that she got to do anything like this or had her gears turning in a way that made even her reassess a few things. No one had come out so that meant the girl was very much alone, and the player protection system she wished had been working for herself was still intact, which was good. Regardless, she was never actually going to hit the woman either. It had never been an intention, although, it may have appeared otherwise. Putting away her weapon, Tear would now smile at the steam gunner freaking out before her. "Sorry, it's been a little dangerous for me lately, so I just had to confirm you weren't here to attack me. I'll explain anything you'd like to know. Ask away." her bell tone was gentle now, much softer.

Walking to one of the benches, Tear would sit and close her eyes, completely relaxed now that she had cleared the girl. It was just a precaution, a scary one at that, but she was doing her best now to seem as harmless as possible. But whew, she knew the steam gunner was never going to forget this one, and ironically, the thought almost made her start laughing again, but she had caused enough trauma for one day. "What just popped up is the safety mechanism for when a lower level player is attacked by a player of a higher level. I was never going to hit you, I just needed to make sure you were alone, and it wasn't a setup." It wasn't much, but the least the steam gunner deserved was an explanation of the misunderstanding. Hopefully, that started the clearing of the air between the two as she was sure the other would be cautious now. It was warranted, but so was hers. Regardless, Tear was a literal treasure trove of information so she could give her the basics at least, as recompense.

Looking to her, Tear would speak again, "Is there anything that you're overly curious about? I was just saying a prayer for the Goddess here before you entered the Cathedral." she would then nod her head in the direction of the chained statue.

Tear couldn’t help but honestly be relieved. Of course, now she would even have to admit to herself that she was indeed slightly paranoid, but there was a good reason. It seemed her attacks still plagued her to this day, even if she was able to survive and make it through. It was simply the principle of the thing, and who knew how that would turn out. Regardless, she owed the Steam Gunner an explanation, hence why she was willing to sit and explain anything the individual wanted to learn.

This player was just a bystander who was attacked due to unfortunate circumstances, not in her control. Having calmed herself, Tear sat poised, her elegance seemingly permeating throughout her form as she crossed her legs, her head turning to the woman next to her. “First, allow me to apologize for attacking you again. An unfortunate series of events have raised my alarms on more than one occasion, and for once, they were completely unfounded.” She’d pause, allowing the Steam Gunner a moment to collect herself and embrace what was just said.

“Second, you did as were supposed to. However, when you gated in, you saw nothing here that would even resemble a real dungeon. As you said, no teleporters, no enemies, no staircase.” She paused again for the girl’s sake before looking at the statue in front of the cathedral. Lifting her right hand in a small elegant gesture to look to the front, she’d speak again. “This place isn’t a normal dungeon. There are places in [The World] known as Lost Grounds. These are places where the important stories of [The World] have taken place. Similar to root towns, while also being considered a dungeon. There is no treasure or gold here……. Just history.”

Her bell voice would seem to trail off as she looked at the statue of the Goddess Aurora. Whew, the violence she attempted to commit in a church. “You did nothing wrong at all. In this case, it was me.” The bell voice would ring loud enough to be heard. This had been a rough week for sure, and she had probably scared all the possible energy put of another player quite literally.

“Don’t allow this one instance to deter you from [The World]. Since I did play my part in that scare, if you ever want to know anything, I’ll be glad to assist you.”

Tear was apologetic for sure, it just so happened to be an apology in a regal manner. Her manner of speech to some was more than necessary, but it was a part of Tear in the real world, so that aspect transferred over to [The World]. It just left people at a loss for words because they didn’t know how to answer her. She thought the individual near her was extremely kind, possibly quite aloof, but nice. Most people wouldn’t be as nice after being attacked, which would be completely understandable.

Listening to Eden mention starting anew, a small smile would cross the Long Arm’s features as she turned slightly to her to speak. “That’s quite polite of you. It is appreciated. Let us dismiss that issue then.” She’d say with a nod. Watching as the player went to introduce themselves, she would openly laugh, her bell voice bursting forward briefly as she watched the panic. It was something that many people were comfortable doing, but it seemed like that wasn’t what she was trying to do. The incident so frazzled her that she was messing up the smaller things.

It was funny because the name sounded extremely familiar. Considering the first name was clear, the last name wouldn't have been that difficult to find out. Just seeing Eden's reaction told Tear otherwise. It was not something that she was supposed to say out loud for whatever the reason may have been. There were many famous people playing games like this. Most let others know if that was the case, but not everyone. Tear was no exception to this.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you Eden, the Steam Gunner. I appreciate your willingness to tell me your name, even though that wasn’t the intent. As a way for making up, considering that wasn’t supposed to slip, I’ll reveal my first name as well.” Moving to the aisle to greet Eden properly, Tear would face her fully. All movement was simultaneous. Having been done for literally years, it was a much older style of introduction, although elegant nonetheless. Her head dipped lightly, and her right hand raised to rest lightly upon her heart. The left hand lightly lifted the side of her dress to the side for flow. Her left leg slid back just enough to allow a bend in the right knee.

“I am Tear, the Long Arm. My real name is Aeneas.” That name alone would have sent off bells as it wasn’t common at all, but Tear didn’t mind. In the real world Tear was from a prestigious family with a rich history, and their faces were well known, considering most of them were quite beautiful, on screens and videos all across the globe.

[The World] was full of people from different walks of life, and at this moment, it was no different. The main thing was just trying to set a balance of some sort. Everyone came here for different things, and Tear was no different. Their lives could all be hectic, but this was a place for them together in fun and achieve different kinds of goals.

“It’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance and welcome to the [The World]. Take your time learning the processes and how things generally operate. There is a lot to grasp and learn about, so there is no need to rush. In this place, you can be who you want.” This was more of a reassurance considering the person almost gave their full name. Despite that, Tear knew it was simply out of habit. Most people didn't differentiate between the real world and gaming, although most did.

It was funny to watch Eden have a mini panic attack without the actually attack portion. The brain overload was quick as was their earlier introduction with her being scared half to death. The little explanation was absolutely hilarious for whatever the reason but nevertheless, there wasn't an explanation that was needed for Tear. It was just fair being fair, considering she damn near took the Steam Gunner's head off with a spear, quite literally. In the real world, Aeneas wasn't one to follow the rules by society's standards.

He didn't break any laws or anything but he was definitely moving to the beat of his own drum with all boundaries and reasons. "Ah, that's not a custom I'm familiar with but alas, you learn something new everyday." she'd say with a slight shrug. It was a normal occurrence and most people once they learned your name spoke it freely anyway but equivalent exchange was the business she was in both online and in the real world. Information had power and lots of it.

With a nod, Tear would smile and nod in agreement. "You're right. In The [World] this is our form. Let's stay with these. I recently did a design change into the current form you see now." Turning to look at Aurora one more time, Tear would finally stand up and step into the middle aisle of the church. "I plan on doing some of the Delta quests, you're more than welcome to join me in completing them too. It's time for me to gather some more information. What are you current plans?"

Some players had certain goals when they played or had a way of playing but Tear planned on collecting what she could and learning about as much as she possibly could. She had mastered all the Lore regarding The [World] but Tear was adventuring to different places of importance or places that seemed important based on lore and rumors.