Anarchistbanjo's World

When the old world can no longer hold her, Elara is guided into hidden depths. There, within fire and shadow, a living wisdom waits – not to command, but to transform. Fear is not destroyed. It is dissolved, recombined, and returned as strength.

In a sun drenched sea of grass and flowers, the crew steps beyond the Grove’s quiet shelter into open possibility. What begins as a simple walk becomes a dance – twirls, laughter, a sudden storm, and rain that turns everything slippery and alive. No plans, no cages, just the raw, childlike thrill of being here, fully, together. The present moment doesn’t whisper; it roars with infinite paths, inviting them (and us) to play without apology.

Amid laughter at school, familiar paths through pasture and woods, and the small protected worlds of childhood, a deeper awareness begins to stir. A quiet ache grows into difficult choices, leading a young boy to confront himself in silence. Through ordinary moments that carry unexpected weight, he discovers an inner line he cannot ignore – and kneels at the edge of mystery, making a vow that will shape the path ahead.

Mira stands at the open hatch of the flux skiff, one foot across the line. The hallway behind her is familiar rust and code. Ahead the storm rages through a dissolved wall. Magical light guides her forward, sleepwalking at first, then fully awake. The amulet pulses on her back. She pauses = hands near her face, eyes wide. The threshold holds her. No words. Only the choice to step through.

Kael returns from the storm with the fused OAK shard now a part of him, its blue glow steady in his chest. The enforcers wait at the boundary – not as enemies, but as witnesses. A small ripple has begun, and with it, the first whisper of a larger journey. The settlement watches uncertain. The next grove calls.

Chapter 1: A childhood of fields and quiet on a rural Minnesota farm in the late 1950s, a young child moves through small, transformative moments before the wider world begins to call – wandering creeks, shared harvest days, quiet dreams, and the steady presence of land and family. Told through subtle, lived scenes, this opening chapter gathers the early rhythms of a life shaped by fields, solitude, and quiet discovery.

The Fading Keeper: Chapter 1 Orbital Rust
On the decaying rim of Elysium-7 Elder Mira Voss guards fading code under warring suns. Her spark gutters low, smothered by years of containment. When an ancient OAK amulet stirs and whispers of a forgotten grove, the choice arrives: remain anchored in safety, or risk the storm to reclaim what joy once burned within.

Shard of the Forgotten Grove: Chapter 1 Edge of the Shadow Storm. Scavenger Kael Ryn has survived Veyra-9 by staying small, staying quiet. When a black OAK shard flares in his hand and shows him a dying grove on the dark side, the choice is no longer his alone. The Enforcers close in, the storm awaits, and the spark inside him begins to burn – threatening to consume everything he has tried to protect.