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Arc Chronicles Calixte
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Arc Chronicles Calixte Arc
Calixte ArcAs the world swam around me, I was jolted back into a familiar scene. One that had happened less than an hour ago. This was the freshest memory I had ever gone back to.The dark figure formed a black ink sword out of its arm. It was large and bulky, and it pointed it at us. Before I could react, the creature leaped forward. Despite how bulky his sword was, it moved like a fucking ghost. Before I could defend myself, it was right in front of me. Its sword-arm gleamed in the light and he struck me in the chest full on.The question was, how did I get into this memory? The woman in that room must have been the one assailing me, but how did she do it? It had felt like she forced a spike of ice into my head and then I was here.That mental assault was more powerful than anything I have ever felt from her. I didn't know she had that amount of force. If she had... If she had... Why didn't use it before?I found out the creature was made of mana because my shield gem flickered to
Arc Chronicles The passanger
We were supposed to board the plane at three, but we didn't get on the damn plane until five. Five o'clock, TWO HOURS after we were supposed to board. We should have been in the air by that point, but Charles de Gaulle airport was never the most efficiently run place.As we were at last allowed to board, I took one last look at the City of Lights. In terms of architecture, Paris was my favorite city in the world. I didn't get to visit often and I realized I was going to miss it. The three days of relaxation had gone by in a flash and I wished I could stay just a little bit longer. It was a very beautiful city and these days I never had many chances to relax.My life was my job. At least my sacrifice was about to pay off...***"Of course, sir. Please, enjoy the complimentary-"I waited for her to continue, but she didn't. My eyes were on the Paris skyline, but her silence drew me over. She was standing by my chair, holding the wine bottle. She was frozen. Not moving."Enjoy the compli
Arc Chronicles Arc Chronicles Volume 1: Finale
Calixte Arc: FinaleThe plan was simple: divide and conquer. Once we finished dealing with the Roslachnian soldiers, it was a simple matter of planning the attack. Because of the vision, she showed me, I knew where to find that room and we were going in guns blazing.Bian and Alphonse were in first, charging power to their shield gems. The hail of gunfire was deflected from the shields and all the focus was on them.Rolo and Sasha followed, making another loud entrance, to draw the rest of their attention.I was sneaking in last. As the room was filled with the sounds of bullets and magic, I sprinted in under the power of a cloaking spell. It should have been called a camouflage spell because that's what it did. In the chaos of the assault, no one was going to notice me sneaking in.The plan played out perfectly. As I slinked in pressing myself to the wall, I looked around for her. For my enemy. Emer Gallagher, the woman who's haunted my nightmares since she almost killed me in Morocc
Arc Chronicles Chapter I Part One
I always knew my life was going to come back to bite me, but I never thought I'd go to prison. That bastard cellmate of mine stuck me in the back with a shank on my way out.It was a tale as old as time. I was in the wrong place at the wrong time. Before I was arrested, I was a traveling salesman. The company I worked for paid for gas, gave me a stipend for food, and paid me peanuts. I barely had enough to eat most nights and I sure as hell wasn't saving money.Still, life on the road beat prison. A cop pulled me over. I fit the description of a pedophile who had assaulted a young girl. I was a Texan, born and raised, but the Californian jury didn't show me any mercy. They locked me up and threw away the key.I spent two years in prison as a know pedophile and sex offender. Everyone hated me. I had no friends to watch my back. I don't know how I survived. My lawyer was a public defendant, but he never gave up on me. He fought for me to the end and I'll never be able to thank him for i
Arc Chronicles Chapter I Part Two
When I turned five months old, I could crawl. I almost cried. For months I had been at the whims of my mother and the maids if I wanted to move. They had to carry me everywhere. Otherwise, I was left to stare at the roof of the room for hours on end. The freedom to move on my own power was something I hadn't considered before my death, but it wasn't something I would ever take for granted again.By nine months, I could walk. Relearning was a pain, but it was worth it when I didn't have to drag my knees over the stone. My new mother took great joy in watching me walk. My father, on the other hand, didn't seem to have time to watch me walk.By the time my first year in this new world came to an end, I was starting to understand the language. There was still a huge gap in my knowledge, but I could follow most conversations.From my language acquisition, I learned more about the world around me. I learned I was Calixte Arc, the third prince of the Aquitaine Empire. My father was Francois
Arc Chronicles Chapter I Part Three
One of my favorite things to do was explore the castle. Ever since I started watching Game of Thrones, I had been obsessed with old-world architecture. The stone streets of Kings Landing, the Red Keep, and the free cities. It was a completely different world from the one I had grown up in and never getting to see Europe was my biggest regret.Game of Thrones Season 3 ended on a high note. The Red Wedding and the Lannister consolidation of power. It was a shame I would never get to see Season 4 and beyond, but I was practically living in Westeros. 1920s Westeros.The palace was huge and even after two years of life, I still hadn't memorized my way around. Luckily, as a prince, servants were lining up to get on my good side, so I always had a guide.My home was called the Phoenix Palace, and it sat straight smack down in the center of Aquroya. Aquroya was the imperial capital, the fantasy equivalent of Paris I suppose. Though I guess I shouldn't keep calling it a fantasy, since it's my
Arc Chronicles Chapter II Part One
Chapter II Part OneWhen I turned two, my mother convinced my father to allow me to study the healing arts, but I had to learn the more traditional forms as well. So the day after my second birthday, a full mana examination team was summoned from the city. It was imperial law that every child was tested for mana when they turned five. Any with mana was recorded and any commoners born with mana were forced to sign up to the imperial draft in the event of war. Children of the aristocracy were exempt.Most people born with mana in Aquitaine ended up becoming healers. It was a far safer profession than the military anf tended to pay very well. Every nation had signed a treaty to not attack healers, so even when they served with the military, it was considered a safer.The man who came from Aquroya wore a white lab coat. He brought a machine with him that was large and clunky, hardly portable. According to him though, that machine was the portable version."Please, take a seat here, your h