The garden in Wandering Land was wide and open. It softly slopes down to a river that is a cosmos-blue color. On one side, a copse (grove) of cypress pines surrounds him, and on the other, a thicket (grove) of calm beeches keeps watch. A lake of claw shadows is created on the grass by the apple trees that run across the middle of the garden. Their leaves' flaming brilliance, which appears in the fall as searing oranges, blazing browns, and molten reds, is a sight. Then, as silently and casually as an ash cloud, they fall to the ground and enter into their eternal rest.At one sight, Carsen could tell that this place holds no danger. But facades aren't trustworthy. He told himself. He inhaled the air and looked around again as if enjoying the view. Panes of light first poke the shadows and cause the soil to steam. In the crystalline haze, midges rise with the grass mist and hang like moon dust. Overnight, daffodils explode from the earth as if a necromancer had set a timer banishment
"Then you've got to defeat me!" said the creature. Carsen's eyes glinted. He stepped back and smirked, and called Usiu. "You said you're gonna train, right?" Carsen whispered. "Huh?" " Well, that is your first try," Carsen said pointing at the creature that serves as the guard of the portal. The creature fits the description of a monster. It is winged. It has huge horns, and brown reddish skin that seemed to have just gotten from a fiery pit. It's huge that both of the looks tiny in front of it. "The portal guard?" Usiu asked. His voice was shaky. Carsen chuckled patting him on the back, "Relax." "Go, let's see what else you have in there!" Carsen said. And he stepped back, and let Usiu face the monster. Usiu pulled out her musical weapon, and walked in a circle, facing the monster, calculating, studying what kind of creature could this be. The monster roared and thud its way towards him. It attempted to strain him with its large foot, yet Usiu rolled to the side. He smas
Since Carsen Adams, or even his Prime Emanator self isn't a singing boundless, Tadhiel had given him a charm that would protect Hannah against his father's scheme. It's a necklace made from Tadhiel's musical instrument. However, Tadhiel advised him that it's best if Hannah will realize her real strength because she can't rely on the necklace forever. " Oh..." Carsen and Usiu were supposed to leave when an idea came up. " I heard a while ago that he's skilled in games. In hunting?" Carsen was pointing to the Abojans. "Uhm.." Carsen grinned, " can we have him?" he asked. There was silence. The abojan objected. Tadhiel laughed. He did not agree since the abojan is the only companion he have here in this realm. "He too like me has already crossed the boundaries of the living. If you want game players you can check out their cousins in the human world," Tadhiel suggested."Cousins?" "Yeah, the few existing abojans who were skilled in knavery and hypnosis. They will make the b
"Why are you shaking? Are you afraid, watcher?" Janesi asked Talyn. The watcher has been behaving weirdly since this morning. Actually, they already have talked about joining the game. This is part of the plan. Talyn even helped them in the training. Yeah, they were here because they want to test if the weapons given to them were effective. The weapons that are said to kill a boundless being, and purge out their halos. Talyn took a deep breath. " I'm fine," she said. But her facial expression was telling Janesi that she was not. "Maybe you're tired. I noticed you came back late last night," Janesi insisted. Talyn looked at her. She's thinking. It was like she recalled something about last night. Yeah, last night...what's that sound last night? Talyn asked herself. She was there walking in the city street. The starry, pitch-black sky mourned over the city, leaving its wet, desolate streets in silence. The brilliant, yellow light from the street lighting caused the water in
The category which the automated voice chose for them was a slaughter. The players stepped back when they saw groups of boundless entering the building. That means one thing --- they were tasked to kill them. "Remember their weak point!" Janesi whispered to Lizie. And they brace themselves while they wait for the group of boundless sent to kill them. There were like twenty of them. They could see the merciless look on their faces while they all draw near to them. The sky turned dark as carrion. "Damn! Here we go again!" Lizie whispered as one of the boundless again interrupted the weather. Blood the color of poppies dripped from the wounds of the first player they slaughter -- the humans, the vulnerable. The boundless were bashing their shields with war hammers and axes. In the air, arrows were hissing and zipping. Some of the players were crying and snorting in terror basically those who didn't know any combat. Perhaps they were those who were randomly pushed by circumstance
So the drinking card game continues. Now the players have to go in another round of drinking and drawing cards. Unlike when they started this game, now tension was felt more in the atmosphere, as they go around with their bleeding faces, and with their heart that's pounding even louder than the noises around them. At first, the card they drew out was smooth. There's nothing deadly nor crazy surprises or consequences. It was somehow a relief if only they have not felt dizzy. They were now starting to feel the effect of alcohol on their bodies. "How could you still look fine?" Lizie asked Talyn. "tsk...I wish I weren't human," she commented. Of course, Talyn's physiology was different from theirs. She's ethereal. She's a watcher. Alcohol is like water to her. No effect. But this Vilgroi's poisonous music had got through in her, that's it's affecting her strength!How she wishes this game won't take long or else, she doesn't know if she'll still can handle this! The fear that t
"What?! You f** Vilgroi!" Talyn continued to scream, provoking them. Meanwhile, Jimmie Vaughn amusingly watches her in the monitor base area. His forehead creased as his lips slid upward baring a menacing smile. He's amused as to how the watcher was still standing strong despite that she was affected by the melody he played last night. Jimmie whispered an incomprehesible language on his palm, and a force comes out of it, trailing, moving as if it knows where it should be going. "Now, watcher...let me see how far you can go..." Jimmie whispered. "I reserve the last note of the melody especially for you," And Jimmie ordered the game operators to release not boundless soldiers this time, but the Throx! The Throx is what they call the angel of death. Recently, with the help of the inteliigent boundless, Jimmie had created an alien monster that has a combined physiologies both of their monster aliens and of the boundless. The Throx are skeletal, vaguely humanoid beings with several
Jimmie couldn't be more delighted as he watches Carsen struggling against his created boundless monster. He never expected he'll be this entertained. He ordered the game operators to torture Carsen more. MeanwhileCarsen spins his sword. The Mithril now changes in form. The sword becomes a spear. "Time to hunt the predator!" he muttered. Now, it's dawning on him what this creature is. He come to observe its physiology while he had a close combat a while ago. The spearhead slid off the Throx's chest, cutting through the surcoat and leaving a long, bright scratch on the steel below. Metal screamed against metal. A swift push from the Throx on Carsen's belly had little impact. He tried to dart him off but missed. Above its huge pointed hands, the long spear pierced the air. It flittered in and out like a serpent's tongue, feinting low and landing high, jabbing at the crotch, the hard body, and the eyes.Good one! Carsen whispered to himself. He had very little chance of missing y
Everything in the cosmos has become a void. Almost a third part of it has fallen into blackness and emptiness. At this moment, Prime had been transported back to planet Earth but nothing was left in there. This planet has been long in desolation but this time it is very different, even dreadful, even emptier from the previous. Perhaps this is the earth's worst state. The planet has come into the void, and what was left were just vast barren, dry lands. There's not even a single drop of water. The planet is no longer the blue planet, the life-sustaining, and Prime knows that it would be just an hour before this entire land would disappear, and this planet would turn into just -- "a darkness", like those what happened in the cosmos. Seeing the planet's most devastating state, seeing its travail, and dying state, Prime couldn't help but be overwhelmed by emotions. He's late. There's not even a single life he had caught in here when he arrived, and that's so disappointing. Remorse, yeah, h
The High Council's realm is a serene scenery. It is so beautiful that it gives the beings there a sense of peace. It also has a kind of vibe that will make anyone feel in awe and somehow hesitant. But Prime Emanator has been used in this place. He no longer felt any intimidation. He moved inside. His steps were sure to where he was going -- to the Council hall. When he arrived there, he was met by a group of creatures in their human-like figure, yet their aura tells they aren't humans. "Oh, so gate did not reject you!" one of the Council commented. "We can see that you are now completely back, Emanator," one said. Prime ignored their comments. He has no time for that. "I bet you all know why I'm here," he said. The council who were sitting at the center seat raised his eyebrow for Prime's snobby attitude. "Careful, know where you are and who you are talking to," said the council. Prime scoffed, " I wonder if you still could act like high and mighty when all of us here got w
The stability of the planet was just a temporary relief but it was never the cure to what Earth is going through right now. Today is another menial day for the people. Some were bustling down the streets. At least now, though in a short time, city streets had become alive, again. Though there were remains of ruined buildings, at least the streets are no longer ghost towns. People are starting to go out and live their normal human lives. Friends and families gathered for a common work, for a meal, while the rest of humanity are beginning to get up again. It was particularly interesting to watch everyone having life in these busy streets, some walking busy, some walking leisurely, they're the symbol that the planet is now recovering. "This is disheartening to see," Talyn whispered. She was there in the side street, observing, and perhaps guarding. Usiu didn't reply for he felt the same way too. These humans didn't know that the peaceful lives they were enjoying now were just tempora
"So, how would I achieve that kind of state?" Carsen asked Tadhiel. He flexed his grip and his Mithril came out. Tadhiel clicked his tongue, " That's not just that," he muttered shaking his head. Carsen's brows furrowed, "What then?" he asked. "The battle you'll be in in the next days no longer needs combat, but it will be a battle of abilities, of powers. If you really want to stop the Vilgroi, you need to surpass him," Tadhiel explained. Then, his gaze trailed at Carsen from head to toe. " Aside from that the High Council will reject you, you won't win against the Vilgroi with that state of yours, so human, or a superhuman? No," Tadhiel stated. Carsen sighed, "Okay, so what are we going to do here?" "I will guide you in tapping into your full state as Prime Emanator," Tadhiel said. "Uh, but wait, erasing my humanity would that mean I'll forget all my memories as Carsen Adams?" he asked. Tadhiel chuckled, "No, you're not like the Vilgroi, that thing happens only when on
The gathering of all the gems in the pillar was the collapse of the entire game world. Because of that, no game realms would exist on planet Earth no matter how powerful the Vilgroi and his boundless are. Carsen and the Outsiders made sure of that. With the help of the supplies and lands they personally cultivated, and together with those gems, the Outsiders were able to at least restore the planet's vegetation a little. Such a thing has a big impact on human lives for that means, now supplies, food and all the basic necessities they need for living would no longer be denied of them. For a little time, the world was back to its normal state where the people's lives had been lived normally like before Jimmie Vaughn rose to power. However, Carsen Adams, and the Outsiders, know that this isn't the end yet, that there's still a threat out there, and perhaps there will be until the Vilgroi is alive. "It's like there's an eternity in each sound in this moment here in this farm," Uncle Br
Now Carsen is on his way to the trail to the pillar to collect the last gem he needed on it, the cruxible. "This is perhaps the last time I will be helping you dude," Takii said to Carsen. "I'm already quite obvious to the other hunters." Carsen tapped Takii's shoulder, " It's fine, bro, thanks for this anyway," he said. "But if I may ask, the game hunters, what are they?" Takii's brows furrowed, " What do you mean, what are they?" "What are they? Like are they like you? A human?" Carsen asked. Takii laughed, " Of course, but unlike the players, we weren't given choices to side with. Our allegiance must be with Jimmie Vaughn alone, and what I'm doing now would certainly risk my life." Carsen sighed, " This is the last time you'll going to be doing this anyway," he muttered. The trail to the pillar is extremely dangerous compared to the others he has gone to. Takii told him that it was a different world there beneath the portal, yet he needed to accomplish it all in a design
" I'm opening the cell gate now, master, but I can't guarantee your powers will work out fine when you guys come out," Talyn informed Carsen. They were still communicating through telepathy. "It's okay, Tal, I don't have time to play this game, can you give me some information about those voices we heard in our headphones?" Carsen asked. Talyn swiped the large monitors in front of her, and as she did so, certain images popped out on the hologram screen. She was quite surprised to see who were those. "Uhm..master based on the voice recognition here, it's Adeleum and Mihr," she told Carsen. "Adeleum? Mhir?" Carsen muttered. "Mihr?" Usius interrupted when he heard what Carsen had just uttered. Carsen turned to him and asked, " Yeah, why?" Usiu's eyes gleamed at the recognition of an old friend's name. Yeah, how could he forget such a name? Mihr and he grow up together in their realm. He was a childhood friend. Mihr even learned first to sing than him. He used to look up at hi
Carsen's eyes lit up as he sensed the Adeleum and Mihr's arguing. Although it isn't clear to him who's the creatures behind manipulating them into this game, he could sense right now, that whoever is behind this, they're not on good terms. My ability is working despite the unknown. Now, what I needed to know was to learn who are the boundless behind this! Sadly, I can't communicate with Talyn. Carsen thought to himself. The cell gate sounded again. This time, the game soldiers are fetching another player. The players hold their breath, expecting that one of them will be chosen to face their death. "It's now your turn, doctor!" Todd was startled at what he heard on his headphones. His face went pale in fright. He looked around as if asking for help from his fellow players but he knew that they couldn't. Todd looked back at his co-players when the game soldiers took him. Meanwhile, Dizal banged the cell in frustration. "We must get out of here!" he muttered. He then turned to C
The cell gate opened. The players all hold their breath anxiously. This time, the first one to play was called. It was Jair. Hearing that, Lizzie broke out in tears and begged she'd replace him instead but the operators were too deaf. It's unusual this time that there aren't any explanations or rules given before they were called out, before the start of the game. The more reason that the players get nervous. They wonder about the uncertainty, and they know its possible danger so it's scaring them. The rest of them remained quiet, while others had violent reactions. Like Lizzie who was crying on the floor now, and Dizal who was hitting the cell door and cursing at the cameras above them. While Carsen on the other hand just sits calm, thinking in the corner. "Urgghh!!! Let us all out of here!" Dizal was screaming. He tried to throw some force field on the cell bars but it just bounced. The prison cell where they are held is indeed resistant to their ability as Carsen said. Aside from