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2024-10-29 19:42:56“Of course, I can’t go there anymore the disasters that came with the apocalypse brought the entire observatory tower down,” Siara said with a wry smile.
“What were they like?” she heard Dalis ask.
Siara blinked, “Pardon?” she asked in her rich noble accent.
“The stars,” Dalis said, “What did they look like from that tower?” he asked with his eyes lighting up.
Siara smiled and looked up, “The stars looked bigger,” she said with a shrug, “But there were all these other smaller stars that you can’t see when you look at the sky,” she quickly added.
“There was this one star that glowed with green light, and another that had several rings of different colours,” she explained with a dreamy look in her eyes as recalled those days.
Siara pointed to a certain part of the sky, “At night you’ll see the constellation of ‘Saldea’s Carriage’ that the goddess us
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A/N: Hey readers, just wanted to apologise for dissapearing, the powerstation where I live blew up... so yeah I've basically had no power for over a week, and then we had a warning for power surges so I was hesitatnt to use my laptop until the matter was resolved.In anycase please continue reading and voting for my book.---Dalis woke up in the night, he could tell it was night by the glittering stars, that shone outside the window, his eyes drifted to the spots Siara had pointed to where he found the constellations she spoke off.He had to admit there was a vague resemblance to a carriage and an eye, he took his time before tearing his gaze away from the sky, he grabbed the note Siara had left him and climbed out of bed.Before leaving she told him to read it somewhere no one would be able see it, he mulled over the meaning of her words for a while and came to the conclusion that he was most likely being
Dreamer in the Apocalypse 039 – The One with the Preparations (1/3)
Two days quickly passed by as Dalis found himself stuck in the infirmary, his only guests for the past two days were Siara, and the nurse’s who occasionally came to check up on him and give him meals. The beginning of his meals often lead to the nurse’s fleeing from the room, with their face’s going red, and strangely no nurse returned twice. But Dalis didn’t pay it much attention, he didn’t know if he’d ever get used to how delicious the food was, but he figured that with time he’d be able to control his reaction. After being in the infirmary for five days, he was doing much better and Siara told him that he’d be free to leave starting that day. As soon as morning came he was up and moving, his room looked like it never had an occupant to begin with. He walked out of the infirmary and onto the sandy road, following the crowds, he kept his head down, and tried to keep of any one’s radars, the last thing he wanted was a repeat of the day he arrived. Dalis moved through the th
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Siara pulled Dalis along until they arrived in a street where it wasn’t so noisy, “What were you planning on doing all alone?” she asked as they walked through the street. “I was just looking around, I went to see the bulletin board you mentioned, then I just wondered off, all of this is… just so different…” Dalis trailed off and looked at the shops that lined the street with a lost look in his eye. Siara smile sympathetically, “Things really have changed a lot since the Records came,” she said misunderstanding him, “But you’ll get used to it,” she said in an attempt to reassure him. “Any way, I was thinking that we could go out and you could show me around your old hiding spot today,” she said bringing up the topic casually. Dalis nodded, they had been planning this for days, “We can leave right now,” he said eager to get out and start levelling. Siara looked him up and down with an amused smirk, “Don’t be so hasty, it’s dangerous out there,” she said, “We’ll first have to get yo
Dreamer in the Apocalypse 041 – The One with the Preparations (3/3)
Dalis released a soft sigh, and looked at the sword, suddenly it didn’t feel as good in his hands, level 10 would take him a while to reach, but still it had been five years since the apocalypse, creatures over level 10 should be common. ‘But…’ Raylin quickly added, ‘Take a look at that sword on the wall,’ he said and Dalis quickly raised his head and let his gaze drift across the messy room until he finally saw the wall Raylin mentioned. There were several weapons hung on the wall, covered in a thin layer of dust, he noticed it earlier but didn’t think much of it. But as he stepped closer he could make out a set of lines engraved into the surface of the blades they even had an artistic touch to the way the lines were carved together. Dalis set the long sword down and climbed up a shelf, with his curiosity piqued, as he reached the top he found a dozen weapons with a similar design on the surface. He quickly grabbed a long sword he spotted and jumped down, he wiped away the layers
Dreamer in the Apocalypse 042 – The One with the Preparations (Final)
Dalis walked forward and curiously peeked over Siara’s shoulder at the short rod with a wonky spring coiled around it. “Is that the spring from your gauntlets?” he asked with his head hanging over her shoulder, he had a lasting impression about those gauntlets that allowed him to zip across the sky. Siara took a little step to the side when she noticed how close Dalis was, she cast him a strange glance and showed him the spring as she nodded in confirmation. Dalis took it from her hand and took a closer look at it giving it his full attention, he gave the damaged springs a few flicks, but in their damaged state, the spring didn’t even bounce. As he looked at it he kept mumbling a few formula’s to himself, and rotated the thing around, with every little prod he made, he was doing a dozen calculations in his head checking the width of the rod and the spring and the material it was made off. In the end he looked up at Siara with a strange gaze, while holding the broken spring, “How
Dreamer in the Apocalypse 043 – The One with the History (1/2)
A short while later Dalis left the Tower in a set of simple leather armour that Siara got for him, and Siara also retrieved her gauntlets, that covered most of her arm. Once they were ready they headed for the gates, it was the same as when they had arrived, dozens of trenches were dug into the ground, before and after the fences, bits of shrapnel and debris sat in the trenches like millions of little teeth waiting to devour their prey. Dalis could feel several unfriendly eyes land on him the moment he got within range of the guards at the gate, but he had nothing to worry about since Siara was with him, she even stepped in front of him in a protective manner. Dalis intended to enjoy the view of Siara from the back, but with her cloak wrapped around her, her curves were unfortunately hidden. ‘Humph,’ Dalis heard a soft snort inside his head, as they reached the gate, he wondered what Raylin meant by it, but he was distracted by the guards. “Open the gate,” Siara ordered as she ha
Dreamer in the Apocalypse 044 – The One with the History (Final)
Siara paused as she bit on her lip with a thoughtful look in her eyes. “The 60-year war ended over 40 years ago, but after it ended the negative stigma of ‘mix-bloods’ remained,” Siara sighed. “At first ‘mix-bloods’ were perused, and their numbers dwindled, but not long after the concords between the united Conclave of Ozarah and the Imperial Empire of Saldea were reached,” “And Progress Island became the centre of the world in a way, it was to be the first nation where Ozarian’s and Saldean’s lived together,” “To cement the alliance my aunt Layla Selphira of the imperial family, and my uncle Sebastian Greyjoy were married and titled as the duke and duchess of The Chained Isle’s,” “Naturally such a union would breed more ‘mix-bloods’ and so it was up to my aunt and uncle to protect the rights of the mix-bloods and protect them from prosecution,” Siara explained. Dalis furrowed his brow, “They were unable to do it?!” he asked, but he could sense that there was a little more to the
Dreamer in the Apocalypse 045 – The One in District-16 (1/2)
District-16 was busier than Dalis expected, as he entered the rundown area, he spotted several other groups of people prowling the streets. The groups noticed as him and Siara as they combed through the empty streets, but they didn’t pay them much attention, they exchanged a simple nod of the head and moved on with their tasks. The two quickly made their way deeper into District-16, District-16 was the closest area to the stronghold, and currently their destination was the border area of District-16 and District-18, as they went in deeper there fewer and fewer people moving about. Dalis glanced at Siara’s gauntlets, “You going to swing around?” he asked and pointed at the buildings that were getting taller. “You won’t be able to keep up if I do that,” Siara replied with a cheeky grin. Dalis rolled his eyes and continued to lead the way through the streets, he started to slow down once they reached the deeper area, he came to abrupt halt and paused with a face full of concentratio
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070 – The One with Raylin of the Fifth Accord
Raylin looked down upon Dalis with his gaze held firm, he could sense that the bloodlust had vanished from Dalis’s mind. But even so he held his aura firm and spoke, “I once promised you that I would do everything in my power to hold of the corrosion of the energy, and in exchanged I asked that you act with honour and integrity,” “Tell me Dalis, does killing an innocent man honour the promise you have made?” he asked with a stern tone. Dalis gritted his teeth, under Raylin’s otherworldly aura he felt like he would completely lose himself, but at the same time he felt anger, anger at Raylin for calling that bastard of an Enforcer innocent, none of these people here were innocent. Through his anger he managed to find his courage, “You call that bastard innocent,” he swore at Raylin, using all his will power to keep his mind firm, “Do you even realise what’s going to happen when I hand in my schedule and it isn’t signed,” “I’m dangling over hot water as things stand, and all those l
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069 – The One with Bloodlust
Dalis left a perfectly cleaned out bowl with not even a speck of porridge left on the inside of his bowl, while he set his eyes on the lady in charge of the kitchens, he knew that he couldn’t get into her good books overnight. He moved on to the next part of schedule, as he made his way towards the corridors he would be sweeping, he noticed his stamina gradually recovering, it was nearing 320 of 340, and gradually increasing. His only energy so far that remained unmoving was his mana, it seemed like stamina was used as he moved about, and it recovered from eating, as for clarity it was used when he focused, as for its recovery he still wasn’t sure, he could only guess that it came with rest. Then there was mana which didn’t move at all, it was the only energy that his body didn’t need to operate. When he reached the corridors he was assigned, he found a broom against the wall and started to sweep away all the dust, and gradually made his way down the corridor. There wasn’t much m
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068 – The One with a New Target
Dalis glanced at the part of his status that detailed his energy and energy efficiency, while washing a pot. --- Toughness (1STR:10): (3 825 + 19 530) 23 355/ (33 000 Req) ENERGY: Stamina (1 END: 10): 260/340 (Unstable State) [(Control Req: 1 stamina: 5 stamina release), (Toughness Req: 1 stamina: 10 toughness)] Mana (1INT: 10): 400/400 (Super Berserk State) [(Control Req: 1 mana: 50 mana control), (Toughness Req: 1 mana: 50 toughness)] Clarity (1WIS: 20): 955/960 (Unstable State) [(Control Req: 1 clarity: 5 clarity empowerment), (Toughness Req: 1 clarity: 10 toughness)] Energy Efficiency: Stamina Release (1END: 0,25): 112,2/ (1 700 max) Mana Control (1INT: 0,25): 1 810/ (20 000 max) Clarity Empowerment (1WIS: 1): 1 488/ (4 800 max) --- If he were relying on his first accord conversions he would have been dead the moment he came back from the dead, and even with his traits that were working in the background it wouldn’t have been enough. The fact that he was alive was
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067 – The One with the Menial Labour
When the night faded into day, and the morning began Dalis opened his eyes. He clutched his head that was unusually sore, and slowly recalled the dreams he had, it was strange, he usually had a perfect recollection of his dreams, but dreams always had a little nonsensicalness to them. But his dream from the night felt real, and he had a feeling that it was… When he went into the soul space, he found Raylin passed out in a sitting position, still looking that deadly shade of sick. When he reached Raylin, he suddenly paused and thought that maybe it wasn’t the best of ideas of let him know that he had seen the guys memory. Though he felt like it was a pity not to congratulate him on the bombshell of a wife he landed himself. But thinking of that made him all the more certain that it wasn’t a wise idea to tell Raylin what he saw, after all he was having a pretty intimate moment with his wife in that memory. As he thought about the memory he witnessed, he couldn’t help but wonder i
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066 – The One with the Dream (Final)
Raylin found himself in a strange place, well maybe not as strange as the soul space, but still this place was strange. It was dark, immeasurably so, the entire world he could see, seemed to have never seen the light of day, yet oddly he was able to see everything, with perfect clarity. ‘Am I dreaming?’ Raylin wondered to himself, he could never recall having a dream such as this one. But since he found himself incaple of moving, basically forced to act as a silent observer, he guessed that it was perhaps a dream. The darkness was different in this place, it was hard to describe, the sky above was this canvass of nothing, not even a simple twinkle of a star broke through the dark canopy, even the grainy sands that littered the ground were coloured in the darkness. It made Raylin furrow his brow all the more at the fact that he could see, his common sense was shouting at him, telling him that it was impossible, yet he could… He didn’t get to give it much thought when he spotted a
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065 – The One with the Dream (1)
Dalis felt fuzzy. Yep that was the word, that described how he felt at the moment. The last thing he remembered was going to sleep, but now he found himself in a strange place, it was just that he couldn’t really do anything. He wanted too look around but he felt like he had no eyes, he wanted pull himself up but he felt like he had no hands with which he could pull him self up, he wanted to walk but… well you get the picture. The world all around him started to shimmer, and various large doors and stone corridors flashed in and out of his conscious mind. “Am I dreaming?” he wondered aloud, dreams were different for Dalis, he remembered all of his dreams, unlike everyone he knew, but his dreams were even stranger yet. He would frequently find himself awake inside his dreams, fully aware that his dream was a dream, without it ever breaking unless he willed it so, unlike other people whose dreams broke the moment they realised they were dreaming. But even so this dream felt diffe
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064 – The One with the Verdict
An hour later Dalis was following behind Jean, as they made their way out of the Tower where the trial had been held. As they walked out into the night the settlement was empty with everyone having gone to rest after curfew set in. Dalis watched the night sky with the hum of the generators acting as a soft tune as they walked through the dimly lit night. As the massive moon passed through his gaze Dalis thought of the verdict, Dalis had no idea what happened between the Artisan faction and the rest of the settlement, but there was a severe lack of trust. It seemed that no one was in favour of handing Dalis over the Artisan faction, but Jean made a strong case for why he belonged in the Artisan faction. As such a slightly bothersome arrangement was reached, his custody was to be split between, Artisan, Jack of all Trades, and The Factionless. It would ensure that the Artisan faction couldn’t monopolise him and allow the others to keep a close eye on him, it seemed like his strugg
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063 – The One with the Trial (Final)
Before Hugo could speak Zera chimed in, in a soothing and melodious voice, “Hugo can speak for the Factionless as well, I believe that our ideas are in line with each-other,” she spoke softly. Hugo nodded apparently agreeing with Zera, “Your Dukeship, once the war commences the Jack of all Trades, and the Factionless will be stretched thin between our tasks,” “We will have to take up the dungeon clearing, the beast extermination tasks of the other factions, plus we’ll be running the supply lines,” “In this case every set of hands on deck will make a difference, we can push of many of our menial tasks like sowing the soil and gathering manure on to him, it will hinder his evolution progress, I’m sure that such a thing will be a suitable punishment for him, he’ll receive his basic meals but he’ll work for no payment,” Hugo added. In the current age for an evolver to be denied the opportunity to gain levels it was one of the punishments that would be the most frustrating to receive,
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062 – The One with the Trial (6/7)
Dalis stood up straight feeling much more confident, he had two votes for him and two against him all he need to do was wait for the five votes from Layla, Sebastian and Siara. He figured that his verdict was a done deal. “Casting the vote of Princess Siara is Maliah green,” Sebastian stated. Maliah stood up, “Princess Siara was adamant on her vote, that the life of Dreamer is to be spared,” she stated, giving Dalis his third positive vote. For the next vote Sebastian said nothing as Layla stood up, “With my first vote I vote for Dreamer to be spared,” Dalis furrowed his brow wondering why she didn’t cast both her votes at once, he learnt the reason in the next moment. “With my second vote, I vote to execute Dreamer,” Layla spoke firmly, and her hardened gaze was fixed on Dalis. Dalis had no idea what was going on all of a sudden, her votes made no sense, one to save him and the other to kill him, she might as well have abstained with both votes. He now had four votes for him
