If four worlds are too many i apologize... but my beloved land of Oz needs a Renaissance, in a matter of words. So, welcome, traveler from beyond the rainbow, welcome, to Oz...
(Oh, yeah, and read from the first post)

Enter: Illua

The portal opened, and lita stepped out of it. All around her, mindless soldiers were busy making black mages out of mist, of any and all races. She couldn't help but shudder as a bangaa and viera black mage were led out of the Mist-machine. They reminded her too much of Vasil and herself. She finally came to the place she was going to.
"Illua," She said, pounding her arm to her bosom and bowing a military bow. Illua turned. "I have captured three of-"
"I know already," Illua interrupted her. "With two Grimiores"- she ran her hand over a Grimoire with a rabbit motif-" I know anything that happens in my story. Get back to work. You're being slow with your job- odd, considering your reputation."
Lita stifled a reflexive attack. Who are you to judge my methods? She thought bitterly. Remember, Illua,... there's a reason I keep attention to detail...

The Awakening of the Waltz:Prelude

Jill woke up with a slightly fuzzy feeling. She heard Kakashi yelling.
"YOU IDIOT VEGETABLE!" he was shouting. " Jill's one of the undead! Only a Death spell can wake her up!!! Not Life!"
"S-sorry..." Jack was cowering. Darnit... Jill thought. He's a red mage... how can i marry him like that?
"It won't matter what spell you cast," a viera rattling a keychain told Jill that she was in a cage."in a while, you'll all be resting the enternal slumber, real or not..."
"What do you mean 'real'?" Kakashi demanded.
"Well, I see that undead lass," The viera's eyes glinted."And the jack-o-Lantern as mere shadows, storybook characters. Mages like you-" she tilted her head to a winged mage near the back of the room-"And him as the simple puppets you were manufactured to be. But then again, everyone's someone else's puppet- until they cut the strings."
She walked out again, and Jill got up to observe the Black Waltz.

Enter:???

A Viera Assassin, With distinctive feather earrings, watched as the odd creature, that looked like a hume black mage-albeit with wings- look around at the sudden forest settings. I, Lita, master of my class, reduced to a petty slave-doll, she thought bitterly. But this is my lot, until I can reach Illua, that is... Lita looked at her partner.
"Marionette," She barked. The Waltz robotically turned to face her."Don't go wandering off," Lita instructed."From what I've read, Oz can be a dangerous place, at times..."
The Waltz stared with blank comprehension.