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[verweiledoch]

Hallo, you have reached Dr. Faust. If this is an emergency, go to the nearest clinic, but if it is not and I can still help you, please leave a message.

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[peaceamongworlds]

With what I've built here...

[He frowns, leaning back. He'll just barely manage to find his own world with what he's got right now, but once he's there, he'll have all his stuff back. Finding the other worlds will be no problem then.]

I can get you to my world and then we'll---we'll regroup, Johann. Just hang tight while I track down your world and--- what world are you from; what am I---what am I looking for here?

[verweiledoch]

[It actually sounds like a viable plan, assuming that Rick can do what he claims. Faust nods, trying to think of a way to describe the only world outside of Ryslig he's ever known to someone without much context for it.]

All right, I can do my best. In my world... it was the beginning of the twenty-first century. A very important tournament had just begun, in which shamans from all over the world competed to receive the Great Spirit and use its power to help shape and heal the world, as king. Jesus Christ and Buddha were likely Shaman Kings in the past. I had just won my second match, advancing to the next round...

[And he is a little troubled about this, because Eliza's legs had been destroyed and he'd been preparing to amputate his own in an act of extreme self-sacrifice for his beloved. Fortunately, that's not necessary here.]

I must become Shaman King, Rick. It is the only way I will successfully defeat death, once and for all.