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Pazder-1 appeared to be different from Homeline history only in that the Satanic Panic of the 1980s was significantly more widespread and long-lasting....
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Null-Pazder saw dramatically less backlash against tabletop roleplaying games in their early days; however, those events that did happen were more severe, including book burnings and even legal action against publishers and writers. These actions always ended up in the author's favor, however.
In fact, a lodge of the Cabal infiltrated a number of early RPG studios and their publishers, working functional power-building rituals and spells into the course of the game. When done properly, the effects would build over time, increasing from a gentle imagination-boosting effect to outright collective lucid dreams.
The lodge's goal is surprisingly mundane. They want to gather real, non-magical money from a homeline parallel which they can use in a nearby Normal-mana close parallel full of magical components and resources available on the open market. As a bonus, their product allows them to discover potential mages from the population and recruit them into the lodge. Maybe those make more sense the other way around. Either way, they protect their roleplayers and their games by manipulating society with their spells.
Ares-3 In this worldline, Mars is 80% Earth's mass and surface gravity. This resulted in a dramatically fuller volatiles budget, and an active core. The now bright-white planet is known as the Evening Star, often at its brightest when opposed to the sun (Venus is exclusively the Morning Star). Due to inertia, the history of this worldline was almost identical up until the late 1800s, as advancing telescope technology revealed a world with weather, volcanic flows, and a thin band of seas along the equator.
By 1990, several efforts to bring research settlements to the equatorial martian coasts are successful. War on Earth would trigger nuclear Armageddon, but on Mars, research bases disappear into the shifting snowbanks without a trace...