You’re a seemingly normal, average 10-year-old child except for one thing: time travelers have been trying to assassinate you for years, and you’re not sure why.
Every would-be galactic conqueror wants a planet-destroying superweapon, and you’ve had enough. Today, you unveil your masterpiece; a planet-building space station.
Love how tumblr has its own folk stories. Yeah the God of Arepo we’ve all heard the story and we all still cry about it. Yeah that one about the woman locked up for centuries finally getting free. That one about the witch who would marry anyone who could get her house key from her cat and it’s revealed she IS the cat after the narrator befriends the cat.
Healing Magic has a limit. If the body has been healed too deeply at once it will die. This is why healing magic is only done with minor injuries and stabilizing patients. As a nutritionalist you discover that it’s because healing magic needs calories and nutrients to repair injuries.
You’re a dimension-hopper, who can walk through parallel worlds like turning a corner. The increasing number of apocalyptic Earths is really starting to bother you, though