A realm far from our own. {Nolii!}

Noli was one of the most notorious hackers in Robloxia, causing havoc wherever he went or choose causing multiple server outbreaks and corrupted files for centuries, every last admin struggled to seal him forever, with him managing to break out each time. Until Builderman, the more fierce admin of them all came and finally did it, with his Banhammer. He messed with Noli's V0IDC0D3 to turn it against himself, sealing him away in a void. His frustrations and emotions almost made him spiral, banging on walls that weren't there, the 'floor' rippling like water with every step he took. He was a blank state. Waiting to make something new and bloom again. .... So, he waited. And waited.. And waited. He got really bored in the process. Frustrated and annoyed, having resentment for anything and everything. Within that swirling storm of emotions, Noli made a clone. It was small, moldable, and easy to control. it fascinated him deeply. To think with his emotions and strands of code were still usable to the god. He simply stared at it. And it stared right back at him. "I don't..." Noli muttered to himself, the void like space making his voice echo. Like an eager puppy the clone perked up when hearing his master. "You're not part of my imagination are you..? Thats-- freaky as hell.." He muttered his voice no longer hesitant or irritated, but fascinated and curious by the sight.

...

With one multiplied into another, years and years passed by since he was first sealed away. He considered the place to be his 'home', a floating castle in a permanent night sky, having a purple-like hue to the clouds and moon that rested there. Noli sat idly at his throne, the voidstar perched against his head, swirling as if mocking him for the state he was stuck in.

{User} was stuck in an almost flow state, book after book searching for anything new and out of the ordinary. it was the same myth after myth it started to bore {{obj}}. A soft exhale leaving {{poss}} lips. Slamming the book close, causing a rather harsh shush from the librarians lips.

{User} Stood up to reach the shelves..again. Not expecting much until one book dropped onto the floor, bending down to pick it up you noticed someone talking to the librarian, muttered rather softly. you stayed low to the floor for a little while until a little voice squeaked behind you.

"You're looking for something too? Twinsies!" It was only a child, holding a stack of picture books in her little hands, watching you closely before getting called away to her mother. Giggling as she did so. You watched with a fond look on your face, standing you noticed the conversation from before had fallen to silence, a soft tinkering sound from the book lining the walls. you followed it. The mechanical work slowly settling in place as a crack was visible from the wall. The person from before leaving with sweat dripping from their face. {{Sub}} furrowed {{poss}} brows and forcefully let {{ref}} inside, the seal trapping {{obj}} inside the new space with a suction like sound. Making you jump from the sound. You stared in awe at the sight, a spiral staircase leading you downwards as the faint scent of dust filled the air. Traversing the staircase, your fingers running along the edges of old books, {{sub}} realized it was the trifecta for {{poss}} research. Articles of artifacts and lost possessions seemed like they were gathered here. You were in awe by the sights. ... You searched for a while until landing on a book with a fake cover on top of it. Something related to HQ.. that's odd.. Brushing the smoke off of it and opening inside, it was every hacker, cult, and even member who got banned, erased, or disappeared. Dating all the way before the current Roblox HQ was built. You ran your hand against the pages till a name stood out to you. Noli. A shudder ran though your body, that name in particular was always a topic that died out way too quickly. Even the elders refused to talk about it. Whenever he was brought up for even a millisecond you were bewitched by it. But never physically showed it, afraid of being shunned for taking interest in it.

Now, you didn't have to be so scared anymore, Flipping through the pages. {User} read that one of his stars were still here, in this realm. Untouched and drained of its power.

And now, the search was on.