Universe-two Earth-two Unknown Location ISIS Headquarter They sat as calm as the wind itself, nothing made sounds except the whistling of trees and the penetration of the wind into the room. Dr.Proton stood with his arms folded hovering an inch off the ground, it was quite sure he never stepped his feet on the ground. Emily and her occupants sat on metal chairs awaiting the result of their messenger, Druidmaster. Sure, they had nothing to do since they realized they could do nothing than do something infertile. The probability of their actions on fetching Kinney was strictly low and could be dangerous vividly. Everyone was becoming tired of the lethargy, they had to do something but with her seating helplessly felt like she was partially and obviously doing nothing. She felt somehow fragile and incompetent, so she rose on her feet. Realising that, Billy and the three Kinneys rose on their feets simultaneously and unreasonably. "What's wrong mom?" Bully asked. Emily felt
Nexus Of Realities SHOOK! The trauma folded reality slightly like it was made of illegitimate particles unknown to the physical world. Luckily, he was present to feel it jiggled himself like a shockwave. It was more like a sensitive awareness of his surrounding or the nexus of realities giving him an enlightenment. His face was down on the crunchy sandy floor, he was dressed in his Druidmaster's outfit. He struggled to be back on his feet but it wasn't that easy, his legs felt as stiff as ice and his back felt a little disturbing. Perhaps it was from Erol's incursion. Finally, he was back on his feet staring at the nexus tower before him. He could see as bubbles swirled around the towers endlessly upward and downward simultaneously, it was like a constant mechanical reaction which placed the multiverse in balance but something was wrong. His sight was hazy at first but after numerous attempts and gaseous diffusedment physically, he finally got to see what it was. One of the uni
The Confinement Still looking into the dept of the wormhole, his eyes sank, his irises became as thin as dots and his astral body occurred simultaneously to the siphoning. Within minutes, he was extracted into the wormhole like a dirt attracted by a vacuum cleaner and appeared at the other side like he never moved, just like he teleported. To his utmost fright, his eyes opened wide in awe like they were going to pop out of their sockets, his mouth couldn't close up to the breathtaking experience. There isn't any dimensions, universes in the multiverse he hasn't visited or doesn't have knowledges about but these was extreme, he felt a restriction dissuading him from entering the domain because it wasn't his or was it because the domain exists on a different platform from what he personifies? "You must be wondering where you are, you're in my confinement." The voice reverberated but Pat couldn't see any physical personality to look onto, it was like the domain itself conversing to h
Legerdemain Tribunal Plane-fieldWalking out of the Plane Of Unrealities into the legerdemain Tribune was like scraping oneself from a corporeal temperate reality to another, the atmospheric condition justified this and they knew that. Although, Merlyn was still lost in what Erobus, the Queen of darkness told him but he had to wiggle the suspicion off his face to avoid compliance, not especially from Virote. She was the reason behind his insecurity, she was the source but no one knows how except Merlyn. The Unity box never left Merlyn's palm as they walked deep off the plane-field.Orpheus, Mark and James were behind babbling silently on what just happened. Orpheus has experienced worst but James and Mark still counted that unbelievable after all they've seen. Orpheus could detect some skepticism from the High-Warlock but had no determination to utter a word, going against the High-Warlock would be like going
Outside Galaxy Erini Planet Few Millennia Back Outskirts of supplementary nearby galaxies existed a more delightful solar system, amicable and organised positively under the administration of the alien gods Erinians. After the existence of the elder gods came the birth of the alien gods all over the multiverse distinct in ancestry but with same similarities and responsibilities to maintain multiversal balance across the whole of existence. For the past eons, different alien gods has existed but the most powerful and popular of them all are the Erinian gods, the Homo Divinus and the Bythonians due to some changes in their physiques and advancement of abilities. They're by far one of the most powerful, powerful enough to match the mythological gods. Speaking of the Erinian gods, they are the owners of the outside galaxy and every planet's that resides within. They manipulates fate, destinies and threads of existence of lesser entities like playing kites and everything was stabili
Legerdemain Tribunal Plane-field Like they've been waiting for his command, the Algiz armies shouted and darted forward snarling and growing as they shoot blasters at the magical warriors. In defense, the magical armies launched out in mid air thoughtful barriers that dissipated the assaults like they were nothing but Wartomb was getting perforated by the pathetic actions, so he sat back on his throne. The Algiz armies crashed against the magical armies and a wave of mana energies and eldritch energies were released that placed the sky in endangerment. Druidmaster floated in the air with his cape dancing to the tune of the disturbed wind, he pummeled his palms on the surface of the air blasting over some aliens gravitational forces that deteriorated and smashed them into paste like they've no bones. Wartomb watch as his armies were overpowered by the magical warriors but he wasn't dumbfounded because he knew this was certainly going to happen, he knew obviously his Algiz armies
Spiritual plane of existence It suddenly just happened quick, like in a blink of an eye, she was in the Legerdemain Tribunal and abruptly, she is in the spiritual plane. But why? Perhaps, it was because she accidentally touched the Unity box. She believed and heard the boxes gives whoever touches it insights of their greatest desires, more like searching through an haystack but in her case, it is different and definitive. She could see the endless dullness that drifts within the plane, so endless everything felt so real like she was initially dead. Loud screams could be heard, souls trapped and reincarnated to suffer in the spiritual plane as an act of judgement over the non-physical entities. She could see as spectral shaped white energies prowled around unsystematically both crying and screaming simultaneously but she has no idea why she was in the spiritual plane. Not even an inkling, not until she heard a voice behind her. "My Deicidium!" The voice called. It was warm and fuz
Unknown Location He fell on his face roughly he groaned heavily in pain, the sharp sandy soil ruffled through his body aggressively and stones punctured his face so hard he almost crimed out in pain but his barbaric endurance executed the pain in few seconds. He knew he should be dead because the High-Warlock's spells aren't just words but authorities directly from the nexus of magic itself but with the High-Warlock now serving as an avatar of order, he's literally lucky to be alive. He groaned on his feet dusting the sands off his body, the gateway key was still in his left hand while he dust his body then he realised something. He was in Cryptor's imprisonment mausoleum, it has been long since he visited the domain and has completely forgotten it looks but he never forgot his truce and bargain with the entity. He then knew Cryptor saved him from death knowing without him, he would be nothing but dead. He looked ahead at the golden door that led nowhere, he could now remember it