Eternal Sailor Etamin of Hieroglyphics cleared away the debris that blocked the door to the office that he was attempting to get into. The door, like the office, like the debris before him, even the building around him, even the buildings around it, had lain here, for all purposes destroyed and untouched for around two thousand years - and some of it was ready to crumble away to nothing.

Etamin finally cleared away all the debris, and carefully dismantled the door, which promptly disintegrated in his hands. Frowning, he dusted his hands off, and stepped inside the office, then stopped and stared around him.

This was once his office. The office of uncountable Sailor Etamin the Chief Librarian of the World of Etamin. Etamin inhaled sharply and pushed away the Memories. Straight away he got to work clearing the destruction. He whistled an upbeat little ditty to keep his mind focused, however within the hour, it dwindled to a sad, slow whistle - making him distressed, and sent his wandering mind back the Memories. that he didn't want to remember. He then tried humming, but that barely lasted a few minutes. With no motivation left, he wandered over the chair behind the desk and plopped into it (surprisingly it still held his weight well after all these years).

Then the Memory began to wash over him like a very unpleasant ocean wave.

Sailor Etamin was truly excited as a Librarian. He had received an awesome package - from an unknown benefactor, probably offworld (um Panic alert anyone) but what a really awesome benefactor - sending what was supposed to be a long-lost, famous, magical artifact of the world of Etamin - the Powerful Eye of Horus! (Panic button, anyone). And yes, for some reason - he had just decided he didn't need the security protocols or magical protections to protect him! (Normally, he would have thought that would be absolutely stupid to do - especially since it was against his training (panic! panic!) - but then again, he was only 15 years old and was expected to do stupid stuff. Or at least he would be if he wasn't Sailor Etamin, the chosen Guardian and Chief Librarian of the world of Etamin). He ripped open the package and found to his excitement that it was indeed the relic he was hoping for - too late, to his horror, he saw his mistake - it was cursed with Chaotic Magic!

Next thing he knew, the evil had consumed him. He was more powerful than ever before, and he was destroying everything and everyone in his path - his own Librarian Guild, innocent people and -

Present Day Etamin pushed the horrible Memory away. He had to get out of here. Throwing himself out of the chair - which was flung back into the wall for the millionth time and finally fell apart - he fled the dead office, tears streaming down his face. He made for the local shopping district, what was left of it - perhaps cleaning up there would help him keep away the bad Memories.