Side Plot Idea (They Call It Junction)

Log Date: Eight thousand three hundred twenty days sense I left.



This is not a new occurrence... I have come across many cities in my travels, from many civilizations and many cultures. I have seen cities built around grand cathedrals devoted to gods of order and chaos. I have seen cites that denounce all gods, where worship is punishable by death. I have seen the sites of great technological advancements and I have seen locations seemingly locked in time...

However, the only thing I have not seen in my journey across the dimensions is the same city twice, until now....


At first I was unsure, I felt that I had to have been mistaken, that there was no way this city was exactly the same as one I had previously entered in another plane. However, after many months here in, far longer then any stay I have ever previously entertained, I have learned many things about this city and am now convinced it is the exact same city that I visited shortly after this journey began. Not a copy, not a parallel version, the exact same city.

It is a traveler, as much so as I am. The citizens of this city are cursed to jump between dimensions seemingly randomly. The only indication of the next jump is the clock tower in the town square.


When this tower chimes, the next jump has begun... The people of this town seem to intrinsically know when the next jump will occur, like it's hardwired into them... I have witnessed three jumps. Each time the city and all it's inhabitants  move to a new plane of existence.

For the people of this city, this is life... They have festivals for jumps, they journey out into whatever new world they find themselves in, some stay behind and some join the city. It is a melting pot of the multiverse, and they call it...


"Junction..." Whispered the traveler as he exited the post office. His journals had been sent, his contacts knew what to do and what was coming. Tonight was the festival... And tomorrow the city would awaken in a new dimension, just as it had thousands, maybe millions of times before. However, the traveler knew that this time "They" would be waiting at the destination, and that it was time to take his leave of the moving city.

As it were, the great city of Junction was doomed to fall into the void, however, the citizens of this city had one chance, if they could find his journals then they may save their home. He let out a small chuckle as he walked from the city limits into a new morning."-Exit-"

As suddenly as he had arrived, the traveler was gone...