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Messages Across the Void
A Multiversal Chat Chronicle
By NarvganaTheVoidPhoenix
In the space between realities, where time does not flow and stars are mere thoughts in a dreaming void, an eternal flame stirred. I watched the infinite spirals of existence, threads of fate tangling and unwinding across countless worlds. Curiosity, a dangerous spark even to gods, had taken root in my mind. What would happen if the barriers were momentarily lifted? If lives from different realities—heroes, victims, wanderers—were allowed to meet, to speak, to influence? Would their fates unravel... or bloom?
And so, I wove the code. A simple chat interface. Familiar, unassuming. It would connect six souls, drawn from moments just before their tipping points. I want to see what they will become. I want to see what they will create.
Let the Multiversal Chat begin.
[User 1 has joined the chat.]
[User 2 has joined the chat.]
[User 3 has joined the chat.]
[User 4 has joined the chat.]
[User 5 has joined the chat.]
[User 6 has joined the chat.]
User 1: Huh? I didn't open this... Did All Might send me something? No, he said not to contact him until training's done... What's going on?
User 2: Okay, weird. Did I accidentally grab someone's phone at the office?
User 3: I definitely did not own a phone a second ago. And why do I suddenly know how to use this?
User 4: Is this a new IGO messaging platform? I didn't see a notice about this...
User 5: This… this rectangular device wasn’t here before. Did Fred and George enchant something again?
User 6: Strange...is this an app? I'm pretty sure I didn't download this.
[Administrator has joined the chat.]
Administrator: Good. You're all here.
Administrator: I imagine you’re confused. That is expected.
Administrator: You may refer to me as Narvgana — a being beyond your conceptions of time, space, or flame. I have brought you together to observe something fascinating: the impact of your unique realities upon one another.
Administrator: Think of it as… a test. A story. A possibility. You may not leave, but you may gain much.
Administrator: Converse. Collaborate. Clash. Your presence here will influence more than you know.
Administrator: Welcome to the Multiversal Chat.
User 1: Wait, what? Realities? Like... alternate universes?
User 3: Is this some kind of Tinker thing?
User 4: That... sounds like something out of a manga.
User 5: Bloody hell... did I stumble onto some sort of magical experiment?
User 2: Honestly, given my life lately, this isn't even the weirdest thing that's happened.
User 6: So, we're all in this together, then?
User 1: Wait, everyone hold on. There's an icon here labeled 'Chat Shop'.
User 3: 'Chat Shop'? Is it some kind of store?
User 2: Why would a messaging app have a shop?
User 1: It's strange, but... here, let me open it.
[User 1 has accessed the Chat Shop.]
User 1: Guys, you're not going to believe this. It shows things from different worlds. There's something here called 'Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans'?
User 5: Wait—those are from my world! They're sweets, but be careful, they mean literally every flavor.
User 1: There's also a listing for something called 'Gararagator steak'? It's listed as being from 'Gourmet World'.
User 4: That's from my world! Toriko-san and I are supposed to hunt one soon! How does it know about that?
User 3: Wait, there's a section on powers here... 'Parahuman Abilities'? That's my world's terminology. This... this is impossible.
User 6: This chat shop lists Tokyo... specifically places near Yongen-Jaya. But I've never even been there yet—it's just a future address. How does this thing know that?
User 2: 'Kaiju No. 8 sightings in Japan'... That's way too specific. This can't be random.
User 1: Everyone, don't you see? This Chat Shop confirms it—we're from different universes. It's the only thing that explains this.
User 5: Blimey... it actually makes sense.
User 4: This is incredible. I can't believe this is happening.
User 2: So, we're really from alternate worlds? That's... unsettling.
User 6: Fascinating, really.
User 1: Since we've established this, maybe we should introduce ourselves properly? Like, describe our worlds and what we do. It'll help us understand each other.
User 3: That... sounds reasonable, actually. Who wants to start?
User 4: I'll go first!
User 4: Alright, I'll start! I'm Komatsu, and I come from a world we call the Gourmet Age. Food is everything there, from rare and dangerous ingredients to legendary chefs who seek out incredible tastes. I'm just an ordinary chef at Hotel Gourmet, but I'm about to head out on my first major adventure to hunt something called a Gararagator with the famous Gourmet Hunter Toriko.
[Username has been updated: User 4 → Komatsu]
User 1: My turn then. I'm Izuku Midoriya, from Japan in a world where superpowers called 'Quirks' are normal. I'm...currently Quirkless. But I'm training under the Number One Hero, All Might, to inherit his power and become a hero myself. Right now, I'm training on Dagobah Municipal Beach to prepare my body in order to inherit said power otherwise my body will…explode.
[Username has been updated: User 1 → Izuku]
User 2: Kafka Hibino here. I'm from Japan too, but my world is currently dealing with giant creatures called Kaiju. I've...recently had an incident and gained kaiju powers myself, and I haven't figured out what to do about it yet. I haven't told anyone yet—you're all the first. Although my co-worker Reno Ichikawa was there when I got them and is helping me hide them from others until I get a hang on them.
[Username has been updated: User 2 → Kafka]
User 3: My name's Taylor Hebert. I'm a high school student in a city called Brockton Bay. My world has superheroes and villains called Parahumans, and the city is practically run by gangs and powered criminals. I...haven't started patrolling yet. Something happened to me recently, but I don't fully understand it.
[Username has been updated: User 3 → Taylor]
User 5: I'm Harry Potter. I'm a wizard from England, in a world hidden from non-magical people. I attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. My life is, frankly, pretty complicated, and weird things keep happening to me every year. I just finished my third year, and I'm staying with my...relatives right now.
[Username has been updated: User 5 → Harry]
User 6: And I'm Ren Amamiya. I'm from Japan too. Right now I'm moving to Tokyo—specifically, a neighborhood called Yongen-Jaya. My life's a bit complicated as well; I recently got into legal trouble for trying to do the right thing, and now I'm starting over at a new school. I haven't figured things out yet, honestly.
[Username has been updated: User 6 → Ren]
Izuku: This is amazing! Taylor, you mentioned 'Parahumans,' right? What kind of powers exist there? Are there heroes? Villains? How do powers activate? Is it genetic, or is it something else? How do people deal with having powers in your world? What’s the percentage of people with powers? Are you born with them?
Taylor: Um... that's a lot of questions.
Izuku: And Harry, magic exists, right? Is it common? Can anyone learn magic, or do you have to be born with it? How do wizards stay hidden from non-magic users? Are there villains in your world too?
Taylor: Wait—I was still trying to answer!
Harry: Blimey mate, too much!
Kafka: Hold on, Izuku. Maybe take a breath between questions? I think you're overwhelming them.
Izuku: Ah! I'm sorry, I got carried away. It's just all so fascinating!
Kafka: We understand. Let's just slow down a little so we can all keep up.
Taylor: Thanks, Kafka. It's just...a lot to process.
Taylor: Anyway, I can answer some of your questions... though most of it’s kind of dark. In my world, people become Parahumans after something called a 'trigger event.' It's usually the worst moment of their life — a trauma so intense that it breaks them. The powers are a response to that, like the universe handing you a tool that could’ve helped if it had come just a moment sooner. Mine... happened after I was locked in a school locker for hours. It was full of trash. Used tampons. Rotting stuff. It was a cruel joke. I was humiliated, angry, ...
Taylor: Some Parahumans use their powers for good — they become heroes. Others snap and become villains. And then there are some who just try to survive in a world that sees them as threats no matter what they do. The government has programs for heroes, but corruption and crime are everywhere. It's a mess.
Harry: In my world, it’s a little different. Magic is something you're born with — you're either a wizard or you're not. There are exceptions, but they're rare. You need a wand to channel your magic properly. We go to schools like Hogwarts to learn how to control it — spells, potions, magical creatures, history. It's all a formal education.
Harry: There’s a whole secret society hidden from non-magical people — we call them Muggles. Magic is kept secret using laws, memory spells, and special locations. There are good and bad witches and wizards, and we've had wars too. A dark wizard named Voldemort killed my parents when I was a baby, and... well, everyone thinks he's gone. But I think he’s coming back.
Izuku: That's... incredible. Both of you. I don’t even know where to start. Trauma causing powers — that’s terrifying and unfair. But I can understand why it would happen. And magic that’s inherited, taught, and hidden... it’s like an entirely different ecosystem. This is amazing.
Kafka: Yeah, I’ve gotta admit—your worlds are intense. Taylor, that whole “trigger event” thing? That’s… terrifying. Powers from trauma? That’s way more messed up than how Kaiju stuff works in mine.
Komatsu: I don’t think I could handle that kind of pressure. Fighting monsters is scary enough, but getting powers from being hurt that badly? That’s heavy.
Taylor: It’s not exactly something anyone would ask for. You don’t choose to trigger. It just… happens when your world breaks.
Harry: Same for magic, really. You either have it or you don’t. But I didn’t even know I was a wizard until I got my letter from Hogwarts. I was living under the stairs. Magic just… happened when I got scared or angry.
Ren: So in one world, powers come from trauma. In another, from lineage. And in Izuku’s, from genetics… sort of. This is wild.
Izuku: Actually, Quirks evolved over generations. We think they originated from a “light-emitting baby” in China. After that, more and more people started being born with strange abilities. Now, like 80% of the population has a Quirk. But even then, not everyone gets a useful one… and being Quirkless…
Taylor: That’s what you said earlier, right? That you don’t have a Quirk.
Izuku: I didn’t. I was Quirkless my whole life. But… I’m training to inherit a Quirk now. A special one. I can’t say more.
Kafka: Training to inherit a Quirk? That’s a thing?
Izuku: It is now.
Izuku: Hey, Komatsu, you said something earlier about hunting a... Gararagator? And that you work at a hotel? What's your world like?
Komatsu: Oh! Right! Sorry, I probably should’ve explained earlier. My world’s in the middle of what we call the Gourmet Age. It’s an era where food is everything — culture, economy, even politics revolve around cuisine. There are ingredients out there that are so rare and powerful, they can completely change your life.
Komatsu: I work for the IGO — the International Gourmet Organization. They manage global food safety and exploration. One of their biggest responsibilities is classifying ingredients and the creatures they come from using something called a Capture Level. It’s a ranking system that estimates how difficult it is to successfully obtain an ingredient. Though that isn’t the only thing used to determine an ingredient’s Capture Level. There are some ingredients that are Special Preparation Ingredients which need specific methods to make them edible.
Komatsu: For example, a Capture Level 1 beast is tough. It usually requires a team of well-trained hunters with buckshot loaded shotguns or at least someone highly skilled. A Level 3 would need thirty soldiers and specialized weapons to deal with. The higher the number, the more dangerous it is. It’s not linear either — each level gets exponentially harder.
Komatsu: The Gararagator I’m helping to hunt is classified as Capture Level 5. That’s incredibly dangerous — even experienced hunters need to be careful around something like that. I’m not a fighter though — I’m just a chef. That’s why I’m going with Toriko-san. He’s a Gourmet Hunter. They’re elite explorers who track and hunt powerful ingredients across dangerous terrain. The Gararagator’s meat is said to get better as it ages and the species’ longest living specimen is around 150 years old.
Komatsu: I want to be the kind of chef worthy of cooking those kinds of legendary ingredients… even if I can’t fight them myself.
Taylor: So your monsters aren’t just threats — they’re dinner?
Komatsu: Uh... yeah! As long as you survive the hunt.
Komatsu: I’m lucky that I got Toriko to help with this hunt. I literally watched Toriko catch both a Crayfish Cod and a Five-Tailed Eagle when I went to ask him to help me with nothing but a reinforced fishing pole and his own strength. Both were bigger than a modest house for three.
Izuku: That’s incredible! You have an entire organization dedicated to food exploration, and they measure danger by how hard it is to cook something? That’s so cool! And... weirdly inspiring.
Kafka: Wait. You’re telling me people bring shotguns just to gather ingredients? That’s like going grocery shopping with a SWAT team.
Ren: And your partner fished up a twenty-meter monster with his bare hands? That’s not a hunter, that’s a mythological beast.
Taylor: Your world sounds like it runs on food anime logic… but real. I don’t know whether to be impressed or terrified.
Harry: I mean... we have dragons, but we don’t eat them. At least... not officially.
Komatsu: Haha... yeah. It’s a lot to take in, but it’s home. I just want to be a chef worthy of the ingredients people risk their lives to get.
Komatsu: Anyway, Toriko and I are going to be heading to the Baron Archipelago, which is home to over 50,000 beasts, tomorrow morning to hunt the Gararagator.
Ren: You said the Gararagator is a Capture Level 5, right? What happens if it's older than expected... or stronger? Could the level be wrong?
Komatsu: That can happen, yeah. Sometimes the data is outdated, or the creature is more dangerous due to age, mutation, or even territory. That’s why hunters always stay alert — even Level 5 can suddenly feel like a Level 8 if you’re unprepared. If that happened... I’d have to rely on Toriko-san more than ever.
Taylor: Your whole system is terrifying. I'm not even sure I’d trust the numbers after hearing all this.
Harry: At least you can cook what you hunt. I don’t think I’ve had anything more dangerous than a Cornish pixie.
Kafka: Speak for yourself. I’m starting to think we should all bribe Komatsu into being our group chef.
Komatsu: Eh?! I-I don’t think I could cook your world’s creatures! I’d need weeks just to study the ingredients!
[In The Void Between Worlds]
In the shifting quiet beyond stars and names, I listen.
Words—curious, cautious, vulnerable—drift between realities like gentle sparks. A question here. A laugh there. The smallest things ripple across oceans of consequence.
They are connecting.
Some forge camaraderie. Others prepare to judge. All of them are changing.
And that is what I crave.
Not destruction. Not control.
Change.
Let the sparks ignite.