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So if I can swing it I would to start this as a "fan fiction" for the fictional story that does not yet exist. A fictional fiction story. Recursive fiction. A combination my two favorite things: excitement about nothing and logic that's faulty at best...

I've also contemplated making either a prequel to the story of Omelas or a sequel, either several hundred years after or prior to the story. Just an idea to get around the apparent perfectness of this universe. But I am still not sure I will really bother. Maybe a sequel to the story would be a good idea. Saying it's "a re-imagining" will go just as far for my money.

So I think I know an ending. The abruptness and all. Depending on how the player plays (good, evil, indifferent) the choice is presented differently. So I'll just pick one perspective and start on that path, moving backwards through the story. I could try all three at once but I don't think I could handle that.

Well this is supposed to be inspired partly by Starship Troopers, so I'll call him Dubois. Also that's my favorite going nickname these days, so why not?

"Chapter 10: Dramatically Concluded!"

As Dubois enters the rundown old house he notices how different it is from all the other houses in the city. Suddenly a mysterious man with a hood and a goatee emerges from shadows. "So you have finally made it to the end, Dubois," he says "Congratulations. There's but one final test left of course. All your trials and effort have lead up to this one single moment."

Suddenly Molas bursts through the door. "Wait! You don't want to hear what he has to say Dubois!" he says.

Confused Dubois replies, "Ok, what is going on here Molas? Who is this guy? What is he talking about? Why am I in this rundown old house?"

The mysterious hooded man replies, "it was inevitable that the moment should come to this. We may as well let him decide Molas. It will be the end of an age irregardless of what he chooses."

"Of that I have no doubt", replies Molas. "If that is the way it must be than so be it. We will both make our arguments and leave it our fate to Dubois here."

"Your fate?! What are you two talking about? How do you know him Molas? I want some answers!" exclaims Dubois.

"And at long last you'll get your answers Dubois. This is the true leader this great city. The keeper of the secret you could call him. He existence at all isn't even official. Under normal circumstances we would all be permanently banned from this city forever. But those days are over."

As Molas explained a creeping feeling started to come over Dubois. Why were these two people who had such bitter enemies now conversing as if they had been friends for life? What was the decision he was going to have to make that would forever affect the world?

"So it is time," announced Molas. "Take a seat here Dubois, we will stand at either side of the magic door and make our case. When the arguments have been made it will up to you to choose and comply fully with your decision."

Dubois sat down on a stool facing the door, the two men stood to either side of the door facing Dubois. Dubois still had no idea what was going on but he was going to play along to find out.

.........sorry I don't feel like writing any more. You'll just have to stay tuned until the next entry to find out what happens! :-)

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