"The scriptures aren't like, a religious thing. Or, not really I guess", Miri said to Ethan, staring right at him instead of the road while accelerating down the highway.
"Eyes on the road!" Miri just smirked.
"Like I was saying, the scriptures are actually culled from ancient writings, religions, prophecies, even some artwork, of all the cultures on Earth. Religion always tries to answer 'why' and usually the answers are ridiculous, because people are stupid." Miri smiled again. "Still, after thousands of years, and billions of people, asking 'why', some patterns emerge. We saw the patterns hundreds of years ago, and have been preparing."
"We. You mean your organization, the Fraternity of the Rising Phoenix?" Ethan said, looking at her sidelong. It was a ridiculous name, and he still thought it was all some elaborate hoax.
It isn't often you come back from the dead, and find a hot woman and a bunch of commandos who say t
Sardi felt like he was a criminal returning to the scene of a crime as he walked slowly out of an alley and approached the battle site. He really must have been passed out for a while, because the crime scene mages were loading the bodies into carts. Each body was wrapped in a black shroud, and a visible magic seal was on them. Sardi was told this protected them from rotting, and from people tampering with them to cover their magical signatures. ‘My magic is all over this place… though how will I explain how Shinra and I did so much damage? He is only a zombie after all. I’m probably the only person who knows how … capable he is,’ Sardi thought. Capable was a strange word to describe the shadow of death he’d witnessed before he fell unconscious. ‘Shinra, you have a lot of explaining to do.’ As the crime scene team was busy cleaning up, it was easy for Sardi to spot the Sheriff in charge. He was a large muscled man with very dark skin, a bald head, and a deep scowl on his fa
Sardi couldn’t ignore Wintersbane. Whether a Major in the military, or a Senior Sheriff, he was definitely Sardi’s superior. “Of course, Sheriff. I mean, Major, Wintersbane. How can I help?” Sardi tried to sound neutral and respectful. He needed to get back to the Vampires before they left on their own. Or ate someone. ‘Diplomatic immunity has to have some limits…?’“I heard that you and Deputy First Class Shinra were the victims of this attack.” He paused then and looked around at the blasted and blood stained cobbles. His eyes almost glowed with amusement after the word ‘victims’, but he didn’t comment. “You said that Deputy Shinra helped you beat back the attackers, and he is ok? Are you ok?”“Yes Sir. Shinra reported back to headquarters while I scouted the area for other casualties or attackers. We were pretty confident any remaining attackers fled the scene, but I was worried that a civilian may have stumbled into the battle and been injured.”“Good thinking, Deput
The Simaldrian Forest was known as the farthest edge of Monster civilization on the continent, if it could be called that. It was home to many nomadic beasts, and clusters of small villages that all managed to coexist without too much fighting. There was an unspoken understanding amongst the magical and monstrous beings in the forest: it was better to live free in the forest, than have to follow the rules and laws of the powerful monster towns and Countries in this part of the continent.Just whispering Sekhnatio was enough to frighten most of the Forest’s inhabitants to make the sign of the evil eye and be on their way. That sort of organised power was terrifying to creatures that just wanted to live amongst themselves.“The Vampires have sent their heralds, and left their messages all over the forest. Don’t they realise we don’t care what happens to them?” The creature stomped its front hooves into the leaf covered ground, stirring them up into the air with the strength of the
“It is strange to just be hiding out in an old manor like this,” Eltast said, looking around the opulent, but dusty room. The sitting room was large, with dusky velvet furniture, and large drapes covering expensive windows made from spell hardened glass. “In Sekhnatio we could deal with any aggressors ourselves, not tiptoe around to avoid a diplomatic incident.”Mentioning the Capital City of the Vampires made them all pay attention. The other vampires nodded in agreement, and Sardi’s eyes went a little wide.“What is… that is, would you mind sharing what Sekhnatio is like? I’ve heard stories, of course, but I think they have been exaggerated,” Sardi said. He was nearly a full grown man, but he looked child-like at the moment. However, even Wintersbane seemed to sit up straighter, curiosity also showing in his face.“I’ve also heard tales that it is very … different from human settlements,” Wintersbane shared.Cardual smiled slightly, and Selena let out a guffaw.“That is an und
The hot blood gushed into her mouth, and she arched her whole body to get closer, to hold on more tightly. The tingling filled every part of her, until it felt like her entire body was vibrating in time with the heartbeat she could feel through her lips.“There, there, sweet child. That is enough for now,” a calm, low voice said. She tried to clamp her mouth, her teeth, her hands more tightly, to hold on to the source of this life giving blood, but an unstoppable force peeled her away. Not roughly, but with the kind of power that is relentless. Suddenly she was looking up at a dark sky obscured by the dark boughs of large trees.“Mimi. Rest here. I need to go check on the others,” Cardual said as he rolled the sleeve of his jacket down over his unblemished arm.‘He heals so fast,’ Mimi thought. She felt incredibly powerful and extremely tired at the moment. That was the problem with Cardual’s blood, anything more than a drop was too much for a weaker vampire to process. It p
Selena bathed in the blood spraying from the savaged throat of the druid in front of her. After disabling his magic flow, she tore her fingers through his neck like it was paper. Perhaps that was why she was distracted. The taste of blood on her tongue, the hot shower painting her face, was a respite in the midst of a battle nearly won.Which was when the boulder golem crushed most of the bones in her spine, the ribs on her left side, and powdered her pelvis. Vampires are really tough, but boulder golems are designed to maximise damage and strength at the expense of agility, and she let it get within striking distance.“Arghghg,” she cried out, the as the blow launched her across the room, into a coffee table. She couldn’t walk. She could feel preternatural healing kicking in, but her pelvis needed to regenerate, not just mend together. She lay motionless, feeling her spine reconnecting, and the feeling returning to her limbs. It wasn’t fast enough though, she heard the heavy
[Shinra: Death Walker: Assassin Level 8][20,000 Experience Points: 7500 to level 9 | 9 Skill Points][Health 800/1600 | Strength (Vampiric Boost) 40 | Speed 60 | Intelligence 34 | Dexterity 60| Charisma 11 | Wisdom 23 | Magic 0][Skills: Fade 2 | Silence 1 | Knife Mastery 1 | Assassin Kata 1 | Sprint 1][Hidden Path: Critical Strike 2 | Daemon Prediction ][Shadow Path: Vampire Vision | Shadow Strike ]Shinra was stunned by the shadow dagger in his hand. ‘It feels… real!’ He made a few slices in the air, but it didn’t feel like a blade exactly. There was no wind resistance, for one thing. ‘Will it disappear if I take it out into the light?’ It seemed like a reasonable test. Holding the shadow dagger in front of him, he stepped out of the shadow of the chimney and into the moonlight. He was almost afraid to look, worried that this expensive skill had big limitations. ‘It would be just my luck, waiting on this skill, waiting to unlock higher tier skills, and this is
Selena crawled out using her hands and elbows. Her hip was in place, but she didn’t know how complete it was yet, so better to let the healing work as long as she could let it. The manor house was a war zone now, with blood, broken furniture and fires everywhere she looked. She headed for a giant hole in the wall nearest her, and had to crawl over the dismembered pieces of the walking dead. Cardual probably cleared them out of here first so she could leave more easily. ‘He’s so fast. I didn’t even notice,’ she thought. The body parts she crawled over were bloodless, and smelled musty instead of rotten. These were old corpses, which usually meant they were slower, but stronger. She didn’t know a lot about necromancy, but reanimating the dead was magic intensive, so they were dealing with someone powerful.Her elbow sunk deep inside a torso. ‘I need a bath after this.’She made it outside without any trouble, and saw a large group of armed skeletons heading to the main entranc