clumpywoods

(Written by Marco, with help and based on memories from Ace, Ikki and Vice, Eight and friends, Thirteen and companions, Emu, and Rey, along with Clumpy, Kayden and Cody.)

We, as a system, have a collective archetrope identity known as The Cyclebreakers, which is a plot cycle that many of us go through here. At a high level, we are all people born with a difference of some kind, either a power or through something more mundane, but still an inherent part of us, like our personality. We are often confused, knowing or wanting something more than our normal life, either masking our difference out of fear or being unaware of it. We are sent onto a quest to save our world and its people, as something is making them suffer. However... we were not the only ones who tried to change the world. As we seemingly finish our quest and try to claim the peace we have been fighting for... an often self-justified/sympathetic villain reveals themselves, as they have been using us and our difference the whole time to uphold their rule over the world, and blame us for the destruction they are causing. They know we can break the cycle and finally liberate the world... which is why we are gaslit. Our difference called a curse, or a bad thing... when it is that very power which will save us, in the end. It's at this dark night of the soul moment, when we think we are to blame for everything... that quite a few of us face those who came before us, to learn to embrace ourselves, to use our powers for good and to honour our own personhood despite it all. So, here are our thoughts about facing those who came before, facing our villains, and in spite of destruction and death... becoming hope not just for ourselves, but for our entire worlds.

( Content warning for death, and discussion of trauma and ableism. Reading time: ~12 minutes. )