A device that resembles a small iPad would be found, colored a deep red with its view screen black and blank. Within moments of being removed from its packaging, the device hums and it's screen flares to life showing a live feed of a figure sitting in a rather green study. The figure in question is sat in a leather green chair with their face hidden from view as it is above the line of sight of the camera that is relaying these images. All that can be seen of the figure is his purple shirt, with the initials SETW sewn in green on his pocket, and his hands on a desk with each finger bearing a ring with a different numbers of orbs on, each glowing a purple color that constantly changes in hue. Just behind the figure can be seen a window with a strange warped and red environment outside as well as a strange painting of a man with a cube like head. After a few seconds the image stabilises and the figure speaks.
"Ah! It appears my package did reach you after all Mister Trilby. That is good news. Now I understand you may have some questions as to who am I or what do I want or how did this package get past incendiary testing or whatever. However for now I ask you to listen and some of your questions may be answered. As to who I am, I believe you may know me as TW, no relations."
TW interlocks his hands into a ball and places them on the desk.
"Now you may or may not have heard but a short time ago a code was run on the very servers you maintain for a certain universe, WAOA correct? To my understanding that code was run to instigate a removal of no longer prominent assets or, in the terms that were described to me, 'retcon a undefinable or unprogressable event'. Unfortunately, this 'retcon' had a rather nasty side effect of removing all others assets linked to the assets deleted so as not to cause a temporal paradox that shredded the very fabric of the WAOA verse."
TW then raises his balled hands and points his index fingers out towards the screen.
"This is majorly the reason why I am contacting you in this manner as well as why you have received this device in particular rather than say a boring old letter? There are backups saved of all those deleted assets from a earlier point in time, specifically prior to the death of a certain son meaning that there have been no attempts made at fleeing yet or motivation generated for that sort of action for that matter. Now what I require you to do that my omniscience restricts me from doing is installing those backups into the server."
As TW says these words, he separates his hands to show that there is a small computer memory chip held in one. A whirr is heard from the communication device as a small port opens and a similar chip pops out with the lettering WAOA inscribed on it.
"That chip that the device has just ejected as well as the one I hold in my hand both contain copies of those backups... with some minor coding adjustments namely to do with the location of certain assets. Additionally, a certain Mister. Zeratul will not be rejoining us due to... complications. Instead two more worthy candidates have been found and prepared to be routed to the WAOA verse on installation of these backups. All I require from you, Mr. Trilby, is to install the memory chip in the server and it will take care of the rest. Granted it may take some time to get started properly as it will have to locate and find the original storage of those assets."
TW places the chip on the table before placing his hands palm side down.
"I'm sure you may be asking now what is in it for me? Well let's just say that there comes a point in a person's life where they should simply go along with it and roll the dice. Now I know the prospect of my past self languishing in a boring and highly unamusing backup drive rather than being free to run around sounds appealing, I can tell you that things may get messy later on. It has been a pleasure chatting with you Mr. Trilby and I'm certain you will make the right choice. Oh and before I forget, on the reverse side of this device you will find a small screen and keyboard that will send a message to my personal devices once utilized. I suggest you use that feature to inform me of your decision."
TW starts waving at the screen as it slowly blacks out. On further inspection of the device, its reverse side does indeed reveal a small screen and keyboard.
TW: What will you do now?