We're stepping out of a Character Design page and more into a STORYTELLING one. My website, my rules. INSOLACE: A LOVE(LESS) STORY, est. 2006, (c) STEF SCHULTZ.
SYNOPSIS: This is currently the project/story most intimate to me after all these years I've kept coming back to it. The story starts out with a young woman who seems to be getting violently yanked between entire realities----it seems to the reader as though she’s dreaming, but to the character, she herself is aware that everything feels realer to her, as though she is reliving memories. Briefly, she exists as a middle-aged professor, then appears in another reality as a rock star, then a CEO, and then even a homeless woman, rapidly shifting from one reality to the other in a manner which presents a very real danger to her life. When things can’t get any worse, it all suddenly goes black, and when she awakens again, she sees she appears to have been imprisoned in a cell with no exits and the only window being at the top of the room. The cell is circular and about 4 stories high, as if she were in a castle tower. She can hear no activity of any kind nearby, and nothing outside except for the wind. The only things she has to do are talk to herself and write in her journal, because she can’t make herself sleep. Growing stir crazy after a while, she decides to do the apparently impossible and begins to climb the stone walls of the cell to try to get to the top so she can see out of the window. She gets all the way to the top, but then slips, and nearly falls to her death before a tall man in a black hooded robe shows up, suddenly, out of thin air, and catches her. He sets her down, then explains to her frantically that the realities she experienced WERE real, and that he had placed her temporarily outside of reality to protect her; his name is "Fate," and he is actually her spouse, as well as the fellow protagonist. They are actually a type of being known as the Ethereals(because they're outside of the confines of reality as perceived by humans). He continues to explain EVERYTHING, which reminds our female protagonist, "Kaerah," that she is actually the same type of being he is; her Ethereal designation is formally “Destiny.” So you have “Destiny” and “Fate,” beings who could be considered gods, but more accurately are glorified moderators of Mankind and Reality.
There were once many more of their kind, but those individuals became lazy over the eons, and took to abusing and neglecting humans, even going so far as to create cataclysms for entertainment to watch the humans suffer......this immediately prompted involvement from the top Ethereals, Fate and Destiny, who are not amused by how hilariously FUNNY that actually is. The protagonists fight and defeat the defectors, and with their otherworldly powers, they reduce the enemies’ one-glorious forms to dark, mute, spindly creatures with glowing red eyes. The rebels now assume the collective name of “Choas”(a blatant misspelling of the word “chaos”) and they must hide from light to survive because they are now creatures of pure shadow, unable to ever interfere with humans again due to their immateriality.
After the great battle they fought to save humanity, Fate and Destiny devise a means to keep themselves empathetic to humanity, instead of sticking around as things are and taking a chance that they too would eventually succumb to how fun it is to mess with humans. They decide to take turns----one Ethereal lives life as a human, while the other continues to stay high above and outside of it all to do their job watching over Reality. So, say, when Fate’s time as a human is up, he is automatically exchanged/teleported back to his post as a ‘god,’ and Destiny takes over on the planet, in Reality, as a human. “Surreality” is outside of existence as humans know it, where Fate and Destiny live in their Ethereal forms...defined, “Surreality” is exactly wherever “Reality” is NOT. The Choas, their comrades that ‘lost their first estate,’ are given the task of killing off Fate or Destiny’s human forms to keep the cycle going so that neither Fate nor Destiny are human for too long....Fate and Destiny, in their human forms, are the ONLY humans that the Chaos can harm because they’re not true humans even while they’re living mortal lives. While human, to keep the necessary effect, they THINK that the life they’re living when they’re human is the only life there IS, otherwise, the purpose would be defeated....however, when they are returned to their Ethereal forms, and to their domain, Surreality, they remember their human experiences so that they care about what they’re in charge of.
Their system carries on for thousands of years this way; it only all goes horribly wrong when one day, Fate in his Ethereal from, falling subconsciously victim to his many cumulative human experiences, starts to become too human....and wants to protect “Kaerah,” Destiny in human form, because he sees the Choas closing in on her position and knows it means he and she are about to switch out shifts again. They both miss one another’s companionship.....this is lonely work after all, they’ve not given themselves any time with one another since they have been perpetually working these ‘double-shifts.” He finds her quickly....the season is Fall, and , is walking alone in a beautiful park, just after sunset. The leaves on the trees are turning, and it’s chilly enough for Kaerah to be wearing a coat and be able to see her own breath. The lamps in the park cast a dreamlike glow over the scene. Before he tries to talk to her, Fate quickly vanquishes the Choas hiding in the darkness that where coming to kill her....and he assumes the place he missed so much, at her side. They simply walk and talk together, he thinking no harm will come of a brief encounter with her in her human form.
They’re foiled by their own system and it begins to fall out of balance because they were never supposed to find eachother, never supposed to be in the same place at the same time; their mistake starts an irreversible cascade of errors, which is what caused Kaerah to rapidly shift from one of her lives to the other without Fate taking turns with her. He’d left his post, no one was at the wheel. Reality is glitching, crashing. Time itself begins to unravel. Fate and Destiny, know in the know with the audience, take their last walk together through the world as it fades away around them. Before they too disappear with the universe that they never meant to harm but have inevitably destroyed, they lean in on one another’s foreheads, and stare solemnly into one another’s glowing eyes. Fate whispers to her, “Welcome to the end of the world.”