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A paracosm is a detailed imaginary world thought generally to originate in childhood. The creator of a paracosm has a complex and deeply felt relationship with this subjective universe, which may incorporate real-world or imaginary characters and conventions.

Season 1 OTP - Live & Learn by Crush

Welcome to the world of Wattpad !

Located underneath the solar system , Wattpad shares a similarity to Earth with its atmosphere and weather. The only difference is the icy rings that surround Wattpad. Human life exists on Wattpad but compared to Earth , magic is real and its used in daily life through technological advancements. Humans can create magic as well.

There are two factions to Wattpad society. Writers and Followers. Writers have the power to create anything from scratch through some form of art , and can channel it by using a artistic tool like a pen or brush. A writer's power is only limited by the limit of their physical and mental state.

Example - if a writer were to create something impossible ( time manipulation , prolonged death , ect ) then their body would destroy itself because its not able to handle so much energy being used. Think of a writer's body as a balloon. If you keep filling it with air then its going to burst. Some are able to withstand the immense stress but those are best case scenarios where they only loose their sanity.

Followers are people without powers. They can still go about life , but it's challenging when writers are able to carry out tasks more efficiently. Unless the city has regulations and limitations on a writer's powers , you had to struggle to find a job or even a place to live.

Many arguments in the past have been about restrictions , and how much influence writers should have going forward. When neither side could come to an agreement , the biggest war of Wattpad history began.

The Cyber War.

Years of brutal fighting led to a treaty between the two groups and laws were immediately instated. Governments consisted of mainly writers or followers , but on occasions you'd have a writer city thats governed by a follower or vise versa.

There were a few hiccups to work through but for the most part , life was perfect. Both sides were content , and as long as no one broke the rules , there wasn't a need for another war since.

The year is 205X and our story takes place in a follower governed city called Lumen.

Lumen is the city responsible for all our technological advancements. After the war , Lumen was heavily policed , and as a extra precautionary , the governor of Lumen instructed a tower to be built in the middle of the city that creates a dome-like forcefield. Theres a border check by the forcefield for travel that requires a passport , and a seal of approval from a government official. Lumen's main travel system is bullet train , but driving by car and bus is also possible. Riding a bike and walking were uncommon sightings due to all large the city was , but it did happen.

Lumen has a LOT of writer restrictions. The rules consist of what a writer can and cannot make , as well as places that forbid writers from using their powers altogether. It wasn't uncommon for people to abuse these rules , regardless of what group they were in.

Then there's me. Where did I fit in all of this ?

I was nothing special. Nothing of substance. I could write and draw , but I knew nothing of Wattpad's existence. I only saw it as a mere app.

My names Maia , but in secrecy I am the internet angelic Author-Chan.

This is the story of how I came to meet my personas and discover my writer powers.

Act 1 –

Within this glorious city lives a young lady named Artemis Cavendish , a 18 year old girl with the dream to become a famous artist. She was a writer with follower parents that disapproved of writers. Her father more so.

Her life was peaceful , but very dull. She couldn't put her finger on it , but something about her life was uninteresting and repetitive. She wanted to test the limitations of her art ever since she was a kid , but with her follower parents disapproving of writers , she couldn't. Normally , she'd keep out of trouble and do what they said , but eventually she couldn't take it anymore.

One late night , she snuck out of her collage dorm , and into the woods to practice her magic. What she didn't know , was that her life was going to forever change...

While exploring the woods , she found a clearing , and saw the opportunity to practice her powers. She had kept the pen she had as a child and with it , she was able to make water into ink with a multitude of colors.

Things were going perfectly until she tripped on a vine and fell. When she looked around to see what had tripped her , a ancient coffin covered in vines and moss appeared in front of her. She heard whispers from it , and her body began to act on its own. Against her will she cracked the coffin open , and black ooze leaked out from the lid. Hands began to form and grab at her throat. It was almost as suffocating as rope.

The corrupted energy crawled through her veins and into her. She fell onto the ground with blood vomiting from her mouth. Her eyes grew hazy , and she could feel something heavy on her back. She looked behind her , her eyes widening in horror. Instead of seeing the back of the forest , what was there was a pair of large , black , feathery wings that sprouted from her back.

She was dying , she was sure of it. Her gasps for air quickened as panic set in. " I'm going to die?! I can't die ! Please , I can't die ! I have the rest of my life to live ! "

Thats when a sudden fight or flight instinct kicked in. She instinctively looked up to see someone standing in front of her. They looked just like her but something was...off. They had a sadistic grin on their face and black ooze leaked from their mouth and neck. The figure held a scythe above their head.

Hyperventilating consumed Artemis. She was seconds away from death , and all she could do was shut her eyes and shield herself with her arms. The scythe came down , but it didn't hit her. Artemis opened her eyes , and much to her surprise , her hands held a scythe identical to the double ganger. The entity was pushed back from the force of the two scythes colliding. It glared at Artemis with glowing purple eyes before fading away.

All that was left was a wheezing Artemis and her scythe. In the midst of the conflict , her eyes drifted to the handle of the scythe. A message was carved onto the wood.

" Magnum malum sopitat donec fit electio "

" The great evil slumbers until the choice is made "

" Choice...what choice ? " Artemis asked herself.

She looked at her scraped , bloody hands and an idea came to mind. She wasn't sure if it was guaranteed to work , but if it did , she would gladly accept any consequences it would have on her body and mind.

A writer could make whatever based off of their limits , so what if she were able to change her fate ? Time was running out for her , and there wasn't anything else she could think of. She didn't have ink or paint to use , so she used the blade of her scythe to cut her hand. With her blood , she wrote on herself.

I , Artemis Cavendish , will escape death and create a second chance at life.

She could feel her eyes grow heavy

With my power , I will rewrite time , and destroy the darkness that has poisoned me.

Her heartbeat slowed down as multiple shadows stared down at her.

No matter what I have to do , I will change my future and save myself as only heaven is my witness ! As is fate , I will become my own guardian angel !

Then her world went black.

Act 2 –

When she awoke , all she could see was darkness. The floor and ceiling was covered in a small layer of water , with small dots of glistening light decorating the darkness. Through the darkness was a single clear window beneath her feet. Her only source of light. She was no longer in the physical plane , but a realm separate from our own.

This vast space is known as the Ethereal Eclipse.

She looked through the window , and saw a city completely different to Lumen. Some buildings looked similar to Lumen's architecture , but other than that , there wasn't a forcefield or advanced technology. The bright saturation that she was used to was replaced by murky grays and browns. The city was incredibly small with only a few people walking around. She found a poster pinned to a wall and read the date.

" Happy Earth Day ! April 22nd , 2013 "

She couldn't believe it ! It worked ! Yet...why was she here ? Where was here anyway ?

The flyer said Earth Day , but why are they not back home ? She tried to break the window open but couldn't. After many attempts , she decided to look through the window again , and saw someone walking past the poster. Her eyes widened in surprise. She saw herself , but much younger , around 6 years old if she had to guess. She placed her hand upon the window , and now understood what the scythe spoke of. She looked down to the blade and sighed.

" The evil from that coffin is now inside her...inside me. I was saved , but the darkness wasn't destroyed. It simply found another host. I damned this other timeline..." she looked back to her other self , and held a look of determination. " If you are me , then I'll protect you no matter what. When the time is right  , we'll merge , and hopefully go back home "

Something in the atmosphere brought unease to her. She couldn't put her finger on it. It was a threatening aura , but she knew she wasn't alone. She felt a presence from behind , and turned around to see multiple shadowy figures staring at her. " You're...you're the shadows I saw before I died " the shadows silently nodded. Artemis sat there for a minute before a thought crossed her mind.

She pointed to the little girl in the window , and then to herself. " That little girl is a important person that I have to protect. My assumption is that this is a timeline parallel to the one in Wattpad. I died at 18 so if she turns 18 and survives the darkness , we can merge the timelines and save ourselves. The problem is , I'm trapped here. Can you...can you watch over her while I find a way to escape ? It might take some time , but the help would be appreciated "

The shadows stayed silent , looking at each other before back at Artemis. " What name will you give us ? " they asked. Artemis thought long and hard. They didn't have personalities or anything. What would she even name them ? She stared down at the floor and through the ripples she could see her own reflection. An idea sprung about.

" How about...personas ? "

The shadows nodded , and they dispersed through the window. By doing so , their memories of the Ethereal Eclipse were erased from their minds , and Artemis would wait for years until the day that the little girl , Maia , would grow up and merge with her. She couldn't help but smile bittersweetly. She wanted to create something so bad , and in a twist of fate she did. She was free from the dark magic , but cursed another version of herself to bare that same fate.

Only time will tell if our heroes will return to Lumen or stay on Earth.

In summary , Artemis is the adult version of myself , who lived on a futuristic planet called Wattpad during the year of 205X. One late night , she found a ancient coffin , and the evil magic inside forced her to open it. The magic absorbed itself into her , and started killing her from the inside.

A physical manifestation of the corrupted magic tried to kill her , but Artemis was able to defend herself. It's unknown as to why she was had a scythe , but since writers could make weapons for self defense , it was hers to use to protect herself.

Using her blood , she wished to rewrite time , and create a separate timeline where she was temporarily free from the corruption until she had a solution to get rid of it for good.

Her wish was granted , but it came at a price. She created a timeline on Earth where a different version of herself ( aka me ) had the dark sickness inside them. Artemis was technically free , but she condemned another version of herself to die. History would repeat itself if Artemis didn't intervene.

Unfortunately , she was trapped in another plane of existence called the Ethereal Eclipse , and couldn't interact with the physical world.

She instead chose to have the personas look after me until I was an adult , and free from the corrupted magic. A persona's true form is a shadowy figure , but when they're given a host to look after , they adapt an appearance and personality suited to the host's tastes. Their backstory is also dictated by their host.

Ex - Gamer Maia is my creativity so I made their personality energetic and expressive. Their backstory being video game themed also stems from my creativity.

Their origins are shrouded in mystery but one thing that is canon is that personas and writers are more related than you think ;3

Getting back on track , once I become a adult , Artemis will be free from the Ethereal Eclipse and can merge with me and theoretically merge the timelines as well. The corruption would cease to exist , and we would return back to Wattpad. Artemis is the physical manifestation of my memories of 205X and Lumen , so when she separated herself from me , I lost all my memories of Wattpad. In this context , she'd be my soul.

" But what about that scary shadowy person that tried to kill Artemis with a scythe ? If Maia has the corrupted magic , then does that mean she also has the scary clone ? "

Thats the thing. The corruption was transferred from Artemis onto me. The evil clone was apart of that corruption , so it transferred onto me as well. The other personas weren't able to find them because they kept their distance until it was time to strike. After all...pretending to be a persona isn't in the realm of impossibility...

So thats season 1 of HOAW ! I feel like this would be an action/slice of life anime where I transform into Author-Chan , open a portal to Lumen and fight bad guys with my powers. In the meantime , I'd have shenanigans happen with the personas. Kinda like filler episodes. The important episodes would be me fighting evil and uncovering the mysteries of my lost memories , Artemis , and the corruption.