| THE TOWN OF BIZARN | Pant! Pant! Isabella, Liam, Olivia and Jason found themselves in a tight spot as they were cornered by the dragon fiery furnace. It had laid up a wall of fire that Locked the gang in a spot that they couldn't maneuver. It was going to eat them alive. "I guess this is it..." Jason muttered as he struggled to catch his breath. Just then, as the Dragon opened it fearsome and spread out his fiery wings and burst at the gang! ~•Ring! [[[ 00: 00: 00 ]]] [[[Congratulations: You Have Completed The Survival Penalty Zone]]] [[[All Players Will Be Returned To The Waiting Room]]] Swoosh-! They disappeared momentarily and reappeared in the waiting room. | THE WAITING ROOM | Everyone panted heavily, no one was okay. They appeared so weak that they could barely move from the position they were in. The exhaustion rate wasn't here. "Alex must be sure... must be surely enjoying himself... right now." Jason tiredly said. Isabella tried to breathe pro
| CASTLE OF VALOR | Crash! Boom! Alex came flying through the walls of the castle, crashing and through them without halting at all. Bang! The King himself appeared in his field of vision as he met his abrupt stop, crashing into one of the walls and leaving a huge dent in it. But it didn't end there as the King made his appearance before him. Swoosh! Swift! Alex immediately dodged a blow from the King! Bang! "That was close!" Alex panted heavily as he hurled himself out of the way. Alex groaned as he turned. The King's fist was still fixated into the demolished wall. He slowly turned it head where Alexander was standing examining him. Abruptly! Ground shatters! Alex finds himself immediately sprinting across the hallway. "I will have to lead him out of here." Alex immediately thrust himself forward as he came into the castle's environment. Just then, the King stormed out of the castle and landed a few meters away in front of Alexander. "Alright..
[[[ Selected Players Have Been Transported To The Battle Point ]]] Isabella and Liam appear momentarily on the bright platform surrounded by a concrete steel wall. Isabella was donned in a yellow battle outfit with white and black intricate designs. Liam was also donned in blue battle wear, while Isabella's battle outfit was yellow, his appeared blue with the same intricate designs. Both suits hugged their body and adjusted to their shapes. Jason and Olivia were in the waiting room, watching from the screen that was portrayed from the comfort of their room. "The Duel between these two is gonna be wild." "It sure is gonna be wild but I hope it doesn't break the harmony---" "It's just a duel, quit worrying, nothing is gonna happen..." he paused as he observed them. "... let's just keep a positive mind." "I guess this is it..." Isabella looked around. "Are you happy about this?" Liam raised a brow. "Why not?" She faced him with a smile and winked at him. 'She seems di
Earlier Before The Showdown Proceeded, “There's no guarantee I will win this fight if I don't give myself a proper boost ... Isabella will definitely win if I don't help myself.” [[ Weapon Enhancement Potion, Lvl. 1 [] 1, 000 Gold ]] [[ Weapon Enhancement Potion, Lvl. 2 [] 2, 000 Gold ]] [[ Weapon Enhancement Potion, Lvl. 3 [] 3, 500 Gold ]] [[ Weapon Enhancement Potion, Lvl. 4 [] 4, 800 Gold ]] [[ Weapon Enhancement Potion, Lvl. 5 [] 5, 000 Gold ]] "I only have so little so I will have to go with lowest I can afford." [[Weapon Enhancement Potion, Lvl. 2 [] 2, 000 Gold ]] [[Details: Enhances Weapon Attack Power to 60, Increases special Effects and Attributes by 5% [[Note, Enhancements Can Only Be Used Once A Day and Can Only Be Used on one specific weapon]] •~Ring! [] You Have Successfully Purchased A Level 2 Weapon Enhancement Potion For 2, 000 Gold. [] Gold Balance: 0 "Here goes nothing." []What Weapon would You like to enact weapon enhancement on? "Sledgehamm
Meanwhile: Somewhere, elsewhere, completely unknown, Its location is uncertain and perhaps something of the void. A figure appeared to be falling endlessly into the shallow hearts of the void. As he falls, Numerous scenes plays in his head; Such as;~• "Allow me to show you... the Sword Of Legionnaires" The King Boasts with heightened pride . "Sword of what?!" Alex's eyes shrunk. He was nothing but an ant in the eyes of the king. The cloud had gone dark and golden infrared lights beamed down from the sky, mighty large Golden sword constructs above them. [][] First Form: Sword Of Legionnaires [[[ The King Of Valor Has Used Skill: Sword Of Legionnaires ]]] The King raises his sword and a golden magical circle emanated on the field of the castle, "What's this? a skill! Wait!!! I CAN'T MOVE!" [][] Upon Activation Of The Sword Of Legionnaires [][] Targets Within Range are rendered completely immobile. Ethereal beings sprout out from beneath and hover around
"You have to get stronger to do that, you can't just kill a Raequim by just saying it. You need to level up, you need to become much stronger to rival my father. For now, you are In no condition to go against him again." She was right, He was incapable of beating the King Of Valor, his level was too low, even his rank wasn't getting him anywhere past the King Of Valor. "I will meet him again on the 50th floor... " Alex said to no one in particular. "By then, I am sure you will be in a better condition than this." Alex hummed. "I hope so" [[[You have completed 'Urgent Quest: Rescue The Future Queen Of Valor From The Dungeon Of The Dreadful Knights!'.]]] ~•Ring. [[[Level increased!]]] ~•Ring. [[[The following rewards are prepared.]]]Reward 1. Ability Points +5Reward 2. Class: Knight! Reward 3. 3000 GoldsReward 4. 10, 000 EXP Booster [ Additional 10, 000 EXP Booster Earned From Quest Progress ] “Accept reward.” Alex hummed as he stared blankly at the window that h
Boom!!! A bright pillar of light struck the deserted area of an unknown town. Jason found himself standing before a train station. He looked up whilst being battered by strong winds that carried with the papers and leaves. He shook his head as he looked ahead. The entrance of the subway. Jason brows furrowed. There was something unusual about the entrance. When he looked closer and closer, he could see what looked like a wavering wall, like a puddle of water or something. "Could this be some secret realm type shi?" Jason started into the unknown. •~ Ring! [[[ You Are Required To Close The realm ]]] 'Hold up, I was seriously sent to raid a Secret Realm Dungeon again?' Jason shook his head. "Great! I get to be sent on yet another suicidal mission." •~ Ring![[[ Starter Pack Bonus Granted ]]] [[ 1. +15 Stats Points ]] 'God knows, if I get ambushed by 10 high level frost tigers.' Jason stole a glance at the entrance of the subway. 'Stats..' [][][]STATS WINDOW
Clang! Jason's daggers slice the side of the beast type creature that closed the gap between both of them. Jason and the beast showed some equal level of speed but regardless, Jason was fast to make a landing blow. Jason mad ea quick turn as he landed and saw the beast to be unscratched by his daggers. No, he saw it wound, but he thought he had mistaken it when he saw it heal. [] Bizarre Red Wolves! Jason read the blue indicator tag and boiled with excitement. "Something challenging." He bit his lips. "I will have to go harder on these guys." he smiled as he squeezed the hilt of his daggers. Abruptly, he breaks into a sprint! A familiar electronic sound rang in his head. ~Ring! [] New Skill Leant! [] Cheetah Sprint! Lvl. 1 [] Wielder's speed is increased by 20% and they become more agile and lighter. [] Requires 10 Mana Points. It was at that very moment, Jason realized why he moved in such an exquisite manner. Slash! ~Ring! [] You Have Defeated A
The instant Gaia’s eyes flared open with an unnatural light, the prison cell dissolved into chaos. Alexander barely had a moment to brace himself before the ground shifted beneath his feet. The stone walls of the dungeon bent and twisted, as if reality itself was no longer bound by the laws of nature. Gravity became fickle—pulling in one direction one moment and then reversing violently the next. Gaia, now hovering above him, was a storm of pure, unrestrained magic. The air around her crackled with raw energy as she extended her hand, and the very fabric of space folded around them. Her voice, though once familiar, now echoed with cold malice. “You are nothing but an obstacle,” she hissed, her tone devoid of the warmth he remembered. With a flick of her fingers, the ground beneath Alexander’s feet warped into an abyss. The solid stone floor seemed to collapse into itself, pulling him toward the void. Reflexively, Alexander leapt to the side, Emberbane flashing as he slashed at the sp
“Hm?” Alex knocked one of the standing guards down and half-turned towards Aelia. His eyes gradually dilated and he turned completely, appearing before the cell in a blur. Thick iron bars reinforced with runes of containment loomed like an unbreakable wall. The magic was palpable in the air, an invisible force that resisted their presence. Through the dim light, Alexander caught sight of her—Gaia, the witch of space magic, and one of his closest companions. She lay still on the cold floor, her vibrant energy suppressed, her body weakened from days of magical containment. "Gaia..." Alexander’s voice was soft but resolute as he knelt by the bars, his piercing red eyes scanning for any signs of life. Her breathing was shallow, her once brilliant aura now dull and muted. Without wasting time, he summoned Emberbane and created a scabbard with it, sheathing it by his side. “The prison is enchanted,” Aelia whispered, her eyes darting over the runes etched into the walls. “No wonder her m
Alex carried Aelia again and hopped from rooftop to rooftop in a blur. It was the best way to avoid any confrontation with the guards below. He knew a fight with the guards at the dungeon’s entrance was inevitable, but there would be little to no repercussions from that. Not only would he take care of them quickly, no one would notice that the guards had been killed, since no other guard would patrol into the area. The recent guard shift made this a concrete fact. Besides, for those guards to be placed at such a volatile spot, they must be among the strongest, if not second to the Elite Guards. They got past the guards loitering the streets in over a minute and landed before the dungeon’s entrance. Alex dropped Aelia and immediately curled his hands to fists, a small smirk creeping at the side of his lips. Aside from his very short bout with Borg—the mercenary at the tavern—he hadn't gotten the chance to flex his body. And Borg was a disappointing opponent anyway. Feeling the sud
There was no time to discuss it with Aelia. Alex took action immediately. He began to mumble some inaudible words under his breath whilst taking one step after the other out of the storage room. He placed his palms some distance away from each other, waving them in back and forth arcs, as though an invisible ball lay between them. The air got thick, red threads of mana sparking around him like electricity. The threads soon flourished into a dull red aura of magical energy around him. He had to keep the releases of his power to the minimum, or all eyes would instantly be on him—including the normal guards, who were weaker and less sensitive to mana auras. He could tell, his ears twitching to the constant shaking from Aelia behind him. She was already overwhelmed by such a small fragment of his full power. He continued reciting the spell in a whisper and the aura of mana around him flowed down his upper body, and up his lower body. It was as though the space between his open palms w
The two of them waited patiently for the switch to happen. Eventually, Alex had to dispel the ball of flames as the guards did a last patrol around the premises. Their infiltration had been going on pretty well now. He couldn't risk them getting caught when they were so close to the central chamber. It wasn't as though they would cause him any trouble. He knew he could take all of them, even without Emberbane, but he needed to be covert for now. If a fight were to break out and it reached Lord Varek’s ears, the warlord could change the location of the witch’s cell, since that was obviously what the intruder—Alex—was here for. No one was foolish enough to try and kill Varek without a very substantial reason. “They're coming,” Aelia whispered, her ears twitching to the vibration of the maintenance room and the trudging of incoming horses. Alex stepped away from the window, his hand finding its way around Aelia’s wrist once more, “Let's move.” The gate to the central chamber opened
Aelia moved to and fro nervously before the sleeping Alex. It was almost time and he was still fast asleep. She was scared that he might lash out at her if she woke him up abruptly—a negative side effect of being a slave to Lord Varek. She had been manhandled and violated over very little mistakes. She gathered some courage after two minutes and crouched down before him. She exhaled softly and tapped him on his shoulder, “Uh... Alex. It's time.” At that very moment, Alex opened his eyes. Crimson met blue as they locked eyes. Aelia almost jumped back in fright. She didn't expect him to wake up so suddenly. Alex could read the fear in her eyes. He sighed and stood up, stretching his left hand down toward her, “Sorry for startling you.” “I-It’s fine,” she took his hand and he pulled her up without any effort. She cleared her throat afterward and began to turn off each lantern, “It's almost time for the guards to switch. We still have about fifteen minutes, but it would take us over
Alex made sure to exhaust the hell out of Liora by walking around the inner city aimlessly. She wanted to act strong at first, but after walking for an extra two hours, fatigue and thirst began to kick in. She spotted a nearby tavern and suggested that they had some rest there. Alex was in no way tired. He could keep going for days without food or water without faltering, but he agreed anyway. At least… She thought he did. In the brief moment that she turned to look at the tavern, he cast an illusion spell, creating an exact replica of himself close to her, while his real self blended with the darkness of the nearby alley. He was gone. His replica would only last for an hour or so, since he didn't put much magic essence into the spell. He had to reserve his power for his battle against Varek. Liora noticed a slight distortion in Alex's replica’s countenance, but she was too tired to give it any thought. It wasn't as though she could read him in the first place anyway. After havin
The mercenary squeezed his fists, “You're fodder, red eyes. I was only trying to warn you so you wouldn't do anything stupid. But it would seem I would have to beat some sense into you.” Alex couldn't help it at that point. With his head still cocked to the left, he grinned. Slowly unsheathing his axe, the mercenary announced, “By the way, the name's Borg. You should at least know the name of the man that wipes that stupid grin off your face.” Alex stretched his right hand to the side, “Borg… I'll try to remember that.” Space rippled by his right palm, cracking ever so slightly that nether and dark energies leaked out in a very small quantity, creating this red-black bubble of energies. He grabbed something within this bubble and pulled out a long broadsword. The flux of energies was immediately sucked in and space repaired itself. Gently, and with much care, Alex placed the tip of the sword on the floor, sending a slight tremor across the tavern and the surrounding areas. The b
After cursing him a few more times internally, Liora turned to look at the tavern, and without looking at the placard above, she could already tell its name. “The Broken Shield? Why are we here?” she quizzed with a raised brow. Before Alex could respond—not like he planned to anyway—she quickly added with a slight frown, “Seriously? Beer at this hour? How do you expect to sell your stuff with clear eyes when you're drunk?” For the first time in a while, Alex took a glance at her. In that very moment, he imagined conjuring a big cog and shoving it into her mouth. She was too loud for him. He retracted his gaze without saying a word and made his way up the short flight of stairs that led to the tavern. Liora's brows twitched, but she had no choice than to follow him. Though, at the back of her mind, she strongly fought against disregarding her superior’s orders to escort Alex. She wanted to at least stab him through the leg. By the time she entered the tavern, Alex was alread