Glassflower: Ursa and the Scarf Squad

Chapter I: Echoes of the Bear

Content Warnings:

-Sexual Content

-Violence

-Vulgar language

-Blood and gore

-references to SA

Late that humid night, one of my imitators stepped onto a torch-lit stage, "Welcome back to the Recycling Theatre. I am Fabula Loquitor, the Tale Teller. Remember to leave your memories at the door on your way out,"

The performer stepped on a trigger in the floor. Reubgoldberg machines beneath and behind the stage went off. Behind the performer, a painting of a city with a great white tower so tall that none could see the top on a clear day, slid out like it were on a conveyor belt.

"A myth has entered Tsuno. For the last few weeks, since that great Triquake, whenever Tsuno has been attacked, whether it be from Disaster Beasts, Northerners, Corrupted Beasts, or simply other nations, the myth has been sighted. That's nothing, however, as she's been seen many a time these last thirty hundred years. Do you still wish to hear my tale of her?"

The audience raised it's hands. It was an audience of eager children, seeking the tales to be told, with with adults watching over them of course. Amongst the adults was a lone woman with blue eyes like whirlpools.

The feux Tale Teller smiled and stepped back, "Good. Let's set the stage then, before the beginning of now. There was a Disaster Beast so destructive and dangerous that it earned the title: Eversor Bestia.

It was only second to the Disaster Queen, Omnes Videntum Deum, in its power. Unlike the beloved Queen however, she could not be controlled, even by herself as she obliterated everything in her path. Even her own kind hated her and the feeling was *very* mutual.

She faced many opponents until one day, she was sealed away in a Disaster artefact. After that, she became a parasite that travelled from Possessed to Possessed, devouring them whole, attempting to take back her freedom. One day, it took a new Possessed, a new Shadow Velvet: Ursa.

Her true name and face were lost due to Twilight interference, but what we know is concrete. Thirty-one hundred years ago, Stultorum Campus's Easter port, Rem, was a warzone for Aeternum Lords. A place where the Verdin Aeternum and their Inquisitors laid waste. Here, Ursa teamed up with Taipan Twilight and The Year of Fools, to lead a revolution against the Verdin.

After nearly one hundred years, and alliances with minor Aeternum Lords like the Twelve Owls, RNM, and The Krylo Family, did they push the Verdin back to the western edge of the continent. Things took a turn, however, as one of the Fools, Jadeite Drescher, betrayed them all. The Fools would fracture that day, and if they had not died, they went off on their own.

Ursa was no exception, heading out into the world with the Disaster Beast, Bellator Terra. They would be hunted for a few years until they vanished into thin air.

There was never another Shadow Velvet. Some assumed that Eversor simply let go and passed on, but some are not so optimistic. Some fear Eversor is lying in wait to devour us all. Some wonder if Ursa finally overcame the Beast and has been doing the same.

That's what the Aeternum want us to think of course. They tell us to view her, a Possessed, as one of our greatest enemies, but I believe that she will save us-,"

A bolt of yellow light went right through the feux Tale Teller's head. Their body fell to the ground, dead.

The crowd was completely silent.

A warrior in smooth thin armour that vaguely resembled a samurai stepped forwards. Their armour was orange and bore a white pendant of a Great Horned Owl. At their side was a sheathed katana with blue accents, and in their hands was a rifle with yellow glowing accents.