I just go a new pawn… Well, that is what I want him to think but it is not actually that kind of relationship I am striving for. I can't decide which paths he takes, the decisions having been determined in the near and far future, but for now, I could not lay witness to this frolicking bud waiting to bloom. "Firstly, what is your name? First and last name." Leaving aside the detail regarding the mysterious origins of Inoyva, the red and black haired lad, felt his voice reach his ears. Since he already weighed in the pros and cons of the exchange, the results laying bare, there was no use of any resistance. "That exchange was a one-sided result, huh? I am Ntsako Maluleka." {Ntsako Maluleka.} Of course, he answered in kind, patting yet again the accumulated dust after his knees touch the ground after Inoyva's display of overwhelming innate power. He decorated a once a weakened gaze, staring clearly at Inoyva. "So, should I be calling you, like, master from now on?" "Cringe. Inoyva
It was then that he was interrupted by a soft hand placed to his lips. Cai quickly put her palm over Inoyva's mouth. She realized it was a large blunder to let him speak first since both of them were already tardy and now he displayed disrespectful conduct to the instructor. If continued, there would probably be penalties to the overall behavior. "Our humblest apologies, Ma'am. We apologize for our tardiness." Cai said. "Well, whatever. Go to your seats but firstly, announce your name to the class, newcomer.." Strangely enough, before the lad could address those plentiful beings, Cai never left his side, holding back any nervousness. With shoulders held back and chest out, her whole appearance declared confidence. It was not something new to her or even something needed to be thought of intently. "Good morning. My name is Cai Setra." Is she also introducing herself for the sake that I don't get nervous? "Morning. I'm Inoyva Risse." Unlike Cai, Inoyva, who said his given n
In an abandoned town off the outskirts of a certain district. It appeared to be another village a distance away from the hustle and bustle of the city. However, no people living there were to be found, even when looked into intently. The reason for a lacking of people was perhaps a battle began unfolding onto that land. "Mage unit, open fire!" "The number of the soldiers isn't decreasing!" "They just keep on coming!" A rain of flames descends upon the area. A group numbering at almost twenty stands forth, killing aimlessly at the horde in their sights. Per usual, the Abyss' soldiers went forth first in their countless numbers to deal with enemies. The unit made of Knights intercepted this gathering of soldiers, fought back with their own methods and weapons. However, the unit's effort seems futile, with every approach, the soldiers advanced further and further into their foe's territory. "Hey… hey…!" "It's so loud." Unexpectedly, one of the subjugators ran short of breath and
'Maybe if I…' At first, to no avail did he identify her power, but upon awakening his Amadioha, an abundant of needle shape energies swirled in the air circling the Master. Sharp, hair-like energies that numbered to tens of thousands gathered around like a hurricane. A swarm of murderous aura aimed at Xiluva, now. Not surprising, Sykoh and Abyss were enemies destined to kill each other until the end of time. Instinctively, the Abyss pointed its sharp fangs at her with an enraged expression. It charged in headfirst like its deceased underling. After all, offense was the greatest defense. But, tiny cuts appeared on its' body. The Master of the Legion of Eight Trigrams, had launched her blinding quick, not to mention invisible attack again at the boss. However it would not be the same. Even though cuts appeared, there weren't deep enough to inflict considerable damage to kill or even slow down its movement. 'Its' skin is thick.' Xiluva addressed the monster which when in striking
I'm falling! Where is this, exactly!? In the far skies from hundreds of meters away into it, currently abruptly falling back to the earth with unthinkable speeds, Inoyva and the other individuals sharing the same experience, that being the students of Class 12-C cut through air like rain. Without the air posing no threat in terms of sight, he saw all around that their bodies drifted ceaselessly and limbs that weighed less like the arms almost flail like paper or plastic. Below him, the course they fell to was a concentration of trees, essentially a forest and in the middle of the concentration of trees, was barren land. Still, Inoyva could not forget that he was also part of that descent and required some method in order to stop falling or perform the strange thing Ms. Relka did before, the method to appear from one place to another by passing through something he could not identify with a glance. But what was cleared about was that, a tear, as if a part of reality was altered to re
D-rock training grounds. On barren land, Ms. Relka stepped in front of her class. With them landing safely before, she wanted them to begin the supposed test right off the bat. "You all survived… Celebrations will come later as this one hurdle in your way will be harder to overcome. Granted, you are still students in training, so it should not be impossible to achieve…" Even though, they were on a massive stretch of flatlands, tall trees would surround the empty space in a circular form. Barren lands and a forest, an anomaly lay in wait due to the surprising position of the environment, however, they could observe a large structure at the center of the barren lands, it resembled a large castle. 'Wait, are Abyss here? Is this some kind of prank? Right from the get-go, we are supposed to fight an entire horde…? If it so, then is this out in the country, or wildness? It doesn't feel so, though. I feel a lingering energy imbued in all things here, including the tree, too.' Inoyva's uni
"Amadioha." Pertains to advanced modification embedded onto a recognized individual's eyes. Such modification empowers said individual with an ability that surpasses of any known technology to date. Often touted as the eyes of the flame, Amadioha gifts one technique which is unique to a single Knight. To that one unique ability, no two Knights have ever received absolute identical powers, since the creation of the Legions. Through activating it, various marks will appear to unravel from the face, first originating from the eyes, then will take to a pattern that is unique to that individual. Four different of shades will glow from Amadioha and from these shades, one shade will display in their eyes and will glow. "Crimson red," which amplifies Ethereal energy in the body, manipulates the pupils to be slightly larger. "Whitish green," amplifies one's own sight of the surroundings, manipulates the pupil to drastically increase to a point of covering much of the whites. "Dark blu
FLAME ART: BATTLE RIDDEN! Meanwhile, the attack of the guards would reach the center of the field. Mixo was in seated position. She patiently gathered Ethereal energy. Steadily, her technique formed into spears. With their solid shapes as if actual spears, they emitted traces of energy as vapor. A shade of orange in appearance, the sharp and thin projectiles floated behind her. Mixo required tremendous concentration, but being behind Inoyva gave her that much needed requirement. Therefore the sharp tips of her spears looked up into the sky. Strangely enough, a visible mark was on Mixo and Inoyva. Mixo draw her arm close to the chest, then, quickly waved it towards the sky. Following that command, her creations followed in hot pursuit. The launched spears' endpoint would be not to reach the guards, but rather the castle itself. Glittering lights in the sky appeared again. It had almost seemed like a rain of spears was descend from the heavens. *** Suddenly, it was clear