Something was happening over at the wormhole. A visible distortion surrounded its outer frame as ripples indented the space around it. Alerted, everybody drew closer together and observed the phenomenon. They wondered what was about to emerge from the other side of the wormhole but soon all their eyeballs bulged from their sockets as they looked on in shock at the behemoth that slowly crawled through the wormhole. That round surface, the thick dark rocky layer of its body, and the stretch of gaseous condensation that covered its entire mass like a thin film… That was… a planet! Emerging from the wormhole was a small dark planet about the size of the moon if only a little bigger. Its round frame slowly extended out of the wormhole mouth like a child’s crown escaping its mother's womb. By now, the mouth of the wormhole had grown to a proportion that was enough to accommodate the emerging planet. But this was not where the problem lay. As wormholes only possessed imaginary ma
On Earth, a whole other scene was taking place. Following the appearance of the dark star planet, innumerable disasters began to occur across the entire planet. Dark clouds gathered in the sky as raging winds blew storms of hail and lightning raining down on the earth. Abnormal weather conditions persisted as large tremors ruptured the ground spewing hot magma like blistering sores oozing vile pus. Glaciers cracked and fell into the ocean raising the sea level and sending waves of violent tsunamis washing across the continent. New landmasses that had formed on the Earth after the first apocalypse were torn asunder and sent plunging into the only depths of the Earth. Worse still, every living being on Earth, man or beast, mutant or muggle felt a sudden lightness on their bodies like a weight had been removed from their bodies. But with this lightness came an uncontrollable imbalance as they felt themselves slowly veering in what was the due east direction. All of these phenomena we
“Everybody, look alive. Something’s coming out.” Suddenly, Joyner’s voice rang out, drawing everyone’s attention to the dark star planet. The planet was still within the confines of the wormhole with barely a little part of it showing through it. Yet right then, countless figures could be seen flying out of the planet and heading towards Earth. It was an army of dark creatures and monsters and other sinister and evil beings. Like a pack of ravenous wolves, they projected immense bloodlust which gathered around the army in a hazy blood light. Taking the lead, Kasack, seated on a black throne-like carriage that’s pulled by two huge dog-like beasts rode ahead of the army like a general leading a charge. The two beasts pulling Kasack’s throne stood at an impressive height of 10 meters, their dust-brown bodies bulging with lean muscles packed with explosive power and rows of sharp jagged teeth stained black and red lined the front of their gaping maw. Their every step caused space to t
There was no warning, nor was there any exchange of words between Kasack and Arran. A fuse had simply been lit between the two of them sending sparks flying everywhere, lighting up a large firework of emotions. All of a sudden, a force like that of a primordial beast surged out of Kasack’s body. Darkness-like viscous ink bled out from Kasack. This darkness, like a mass of blood, was tangible, able to affect the physical world in ways that conformed not with the laws of physics. It surged into the surroundings aiming directly at the milky radiance emitted from Arran. Shreek! Both sides, one light, and one dark, clashed together causing a sharp cry to ring constantly across the entire space. Arrgh! At once, everybody, Aeth or monster and even the humans on Earth, covered their ears to block out the loud ringing that assaulted them. It was like they were being attacked by a large sonic wave cannon causing many who couldn’t react on time to be injured. It was better for the Ae
But should one bow down to defeat in the face of a loss? Should the inevitable always prevail without a chance for reprieve? Arran refused to believe that his destiny was to end here, and so he resisted fiercely. While Kasack laughed, Arran gritted his teeth, biting into his lips, and endured, outputting every ounce of power that he could from the bracers. Arran’s eyes turned bloodshot, and his lips bled. His body was under a lot of pressure from fighting Kasack’s aura. Normally, using the powers of the World Essence Pulse Bracers was usually free of burden. But to resist Kasack and protect his allies and the Earth, Arran had to draw upon the bracer’s powers far beyond what he could handle. Now, his body, unable to bear it any longer began to fall apart. Dark creases began to form on Arran’s body like cracks on his skin looking as if his blood vessels were about to burst from his body. He experienced pain the likes of which Arran hadn’t felt in a long time. Yet Arran endured, hi
The two points of light, one aquamarine, and the other verdant green, shone brightly like miniature suns, their brilliance not weaker than the milky starlight of the World Essence Pulse Bracers. Yet the pressure they emitted was just a little less than the bracer’s. Their appearance was abrupt, catching both Arran and Kasack by surprise. In the clash between the two, it seemed like only they existed — the black and white of their auras dividing the battlefield cleanly into two — with the mighty army behind Kasack as well as Joyner and the others serving as mere backdrops to them. Thus when two seemingly unrelated colorful light points appeared amid the black and white, they immediately drew everyone’s attention. Phew! “You’ve finally retracted your aura. I can now freely let loose.” As these words fell, the lights from the battlefield gradually reduced finally revealing their source. “Eris… Charmy! What’s going on? Why are you two…” Arran, filled with shock and surprise wa
Just then, Arran remembered something… ‘That’s right. Eris and Charmy were among this generation’s Chosen. Both of them possessed a spark of the origin of the Immortal Ent’s Verdure and the Charm Speaker’s Crown.’ Immortal Ent’s Verdure and Charm Speaker’s Crown… these two along with the World Essence Pulse Bracers were among the seven ultimate treasure artifacts of the Aeth civilization. Both of them corresponded respectively to the rulers of the Earth and Water seats of authority and like World Essence Pulse Bracers, both artifacts also chose certain individuals once every thousand years to bestow a spark of their origin onto this becoming chosen ones. For this generation, Eris and Charmy had been chosen by the Immortal Ent’s Verdure and the Charm Speaker’s Crown respectively. Meaning they each possessed a spark of the origin of the artifacts and could call upon their powers to empower them. Arran knew about this but in all his years with them, he had never seen the two princ
Kasack’s army surged forward upon his command. They had been waiting for this moment for so long. They were no stranger to slaughter, having pillaged and plundered and destroyed several planets before Earth. Now without Kasack holding them back, they rushed to indulge in their revelry. Meanwhile, Kasack watched. He wasn’t in a hurry to attack Arran. Instead, he wanted to watch him struggle in futility as all his efforts became wasted. Only then would he act. As for Arran, he watched as the army of dark creatures and monsters headed for them. His eyes now no longer filled with despair were now resolute. Yet beneath the exterior, Arran remained unconfident about their chances to win. Not when Kasack was around. If it was only the dark army before them that they had to face, Arran wouldn't be as unconfident as he was now. The gap between them and a Shade lord was too vast to cross with the meager combat power they had on their side. Kasack was wrong about one thing… Arran wasn’t a ch