LordofGrammar

Natovis, better known as the Layered City, has seen better days. The upper layers are still intact and still governed by the authorities, but they are nothing compared to what they used to be. 

No one knows what goes on past the 8th floor down from the top. It is estimated that there could be thousands of floors. Things are so far declined that much of history and science is forgotten. 

People turn instead to speculation, legend, and outright guessing to explain the world and universe.  Most do not even know how the city got there.

There is a series of mysterious and unexplained disappearances, none of which have any evidence, except for one. The insolvency to fixing this problem shines light onto the civilizations decline. The public, led by some extraordinary individuals take action to both solve the mystery, turn things around, and figure out why the city declined in the first place.

The Infinity Helix

The 97 year old Arturian the Elder walked through the door after his son and slammed it shut. He put his hand and his coat on the hanger. He held a cane, but did not use it. The Greater was six foot and four inches tall. He bent down all the way down to take off this shoes and followed his son into the kitchen.

Arturian the younger poured tea into a large pitcher and brought it to the table in the kitchen where his father was sitting. The kitchen had a large window occupying an entire side of the room. Through the window could be seen the trees, the crops, and the endless silver lands.

The Greater Was worried about his son. Arturian the Younger`s father had come to visit his son after word had spread he had sat isolated in his mansion on the third layer of Natovis for well over a month, then suddenly was seen flying off into the countryside.

The Older Arturian after hearing this rumor could only guess where Arturian had headed. He knew this location is always where his son would go after being in distress.

Even when The Younger was a little child, his father had to track his son down to this location.There were countless stories of the Younger when he was a little boy demanding that whoever was watching him at the time suddenly fly him out to the property without his father's knowledge.

They both sat across from eachother. The Greater scratched his white beard and finally spoke:

"My boy! Good to see you! I have been so worried about you. I have heard of your behaviour, from multiple servants, your brother's, sisters and cousins. I even saw it reported on the news how you have been behaving."

Arturian did not say anything. He just stared straight at his glass full of tea.

The Greater aware that his son was laughed at even before the Younger stormed into the police station. Noone invited him to the events of high society, and his family even looked down on him.

I believe you are extraordinary. The truth is that you should not care what others think of you. These things will not eventually matter to you. As you become older, you will come to wish you had not cared about peoples opinions of you in the first place. You will one day look back and decide you wasted a lot of time hoping to gain approval, and wished you had the time back."

Arturian the Younger looked at his father and no longer looked sad, but had a neutral look on his face and nodded.

"But if you cannot help yourself, and you want others to still have a better perception of you, you should start with that Speculation stuff. Do not go on shows and discuss speculation theories. It makes you appear mad to just about every sane person in Natovis."

Arturian was taking a sip then put his glass down. He nodded again and this time said "Yes father Understood."

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