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“Hello, I’m Etanai.”“I’m Bava.”“Hi, I’m Cassandra.”“Call me Garu.”“…Chad.”The five holy warriors sat around the living area in awkward silence after that greeting. Head Instructor Gambit didn’t even spend one minute before he left Etanai to these four faces he wouldn’t dare call friends.He cleared his throat. “So I’m twenty-three years old. What about you guys?” Though he maintained a relaxed smile, he was deeply cringing inward. What kind of a conversation starter was that?The four glanced at each other with lost eyes for a few seconds before they gathered themselves."Well, I'm twenty-four years old." Bava sent Etanai a calm smile. He then turned to give Cassandra a gentle nudge. “Your turn.”“Oh, um. I’m a year older than him.”"Well, I'm much younger than these guys." Garu smiled widely. "I'm nineteen."Etanai was much calmer once he saw these guys were genuinely accommodating him. He was worried for nothing, or so he thought.Everyone turned to look at Chad.Then golden-ey
The two holy warriors shared a cushion, their backs initially turned to one another until Bava gently grabbed him by his bare shoulders to turn him around, and the pair of gold-colored eyes met the Alice-colored ones. “Why are you protecting Ricky? I know this has to be more than what you led on.” The amount of openness conveyed in Bava’s words warmed Chad’s heart. “Ricky…was the first person to ever treat me like I mattered. The confidence in me today was first ignited when I met him.” Bava couldn’t help raising an eyebrow to relay his skepticism. “Are we talking about the same Ricky?” "I know it's hard to believe but he saw me for who I was. That bastard saw how broken I was and yet, he chose to have me in his life." Chad's eyes were welling up at this point. "So of course I fell for him, and he…well he tolerated me." “Stop!” There was a trace of defiance on Bava’s face. “See, that’s the problem. You should never give your heart to someone who merely tolerates you.” Chad scoffe
February - [Height of Aquarius] 2655; 79(10000) A.S.A (After Scripture Ascension) Blinding pain jolted through Etanai as a wooden baseball bat made brutal contact with the side of his head. His jelled-back Copper-Brown hair did nothing to buffer the heavy impact. He staggered around the chaotic surroundings, managing to avoid collision with any of the fighters pounding for blood against their opponent. Etanai pulled a trembling hand to his temple and picked up wetness his blurry eyes confirmed to be blood. His shaky legs gave way and he dropped to the sandy floor, resulting in him having to crawl his way to the crevice between the nearest houses. His ears slowly picked up the screams of intense fighting beyond the noisy ring and he squinted a pair of Hazel eyes to focus on the scene – more than fifty men were running about, utilizing sharp metals and guns of all sorts against each other. The streets were vacant of the locals for a reason. He would have never taken this route had he
The temple of wisdom, being a receptacle of immense ancient power and influence, has its boundaries occupying up to twenty-five percent land mass of the entire city. The space holds various sectors which include their private military and academic institutions, among many others. One of the countless buildings here is the Main Assembly Hall where public addressing takes place, and currently, it is filled with the only camera crews allowed from the various high-tier media outlets. “In an era of technology and democracy, Igineri is a first-world country thriving at the top of the game. It is a powerful nation that had begun a rapid rise since the great Watcher shared his wisdom throughout the planet with great love and patience, while also showing the unfathomable manifestation he possessed from unraveling the mysteries of the first constellation he comprehended. We are the roots and glue that continue to hold up other countries of the Ayika Continent. Without the aid we provide every
Chad's golden eyes widened as he noticed Ricky aiming a fist at his head, which he avoided with great reflex only to spot the fist making contact with a creature mid-air. Chad quickly took five steps backward to get a better look. "It's a Zeal-leacher," Cassandra spoke up as she reached Chad's side. "You okay?" Chad nodded before glancing sideways at the combination of a scream and guttural croak. A distance to his left, he saw a female finalist struggling beneath another Zeal-leacher that suddenly released its tongue to latch onto her face and she slowly went still. Cassandra comprehended what had happened and turned to Ricky. “Hey! Get away from that thing!” “Not fast enough.” Simply ignoring the warning, a cocky smirk was well plastered across Ricky’s face as he began throwing brutal punches that seemed to keep the Zeal-leacher down. “You don’t seem much of a challenge. Turns out your strengths are mere exaggerations.” He then switched to stomping on the creature’s face. “Shou
“3” “4” The gold of bright energy slowly revolving around Eshya contradicted the deep etch between her eyebrows in mood symbolism. She could feel them; her protective blessings dissipating one after the other. Admittedly, it was one of her weakest blessings; it was all she could grant without crossing the line. It should have been enough to withstand the Zeal-leachers' lenient attacks and yet, she didn't expect something would trigger these creatures' ferocious side. “7” “10” The priestess’ heart lurched at the increasing death counts; that was half of the finalists. The severity of the situation shocked her and she automatically began to take her steps forward when an intense flail of crimson energy spread out just beyond the barrier. It swiftly tightened around her neck and torso, trapping her arms in the process. Eshya stared at the center of the energy in slight confusion. "Show yourself!" “I was just about to, child.” An inundation of cries and laughter accompanied the bo
The air of bareness that carried through the entirety of Wraith Valley makes a wavering alignment with the sight of Zeal-leachers feeding off of their victims. The starving ones croaked odiously, slapping harsh palms on the feasting leachers' heads for a turn. Though the Star-Trail Accordance Trial was over, the current creatures no longer held any obligation to stay true to the pact or listen to their mother. The agreement prohibitions weren't maintained and the result had turned out grievous. A particular Zeal-leacher was beginning to get irked by three others slapping all over its body for a turn and was about to retaliate when its victim's hands, initially limped at the sides, suddenly lunged into its mouth, punching through the soft tissue of its throat and ripping out its tongue. It led out an intensely high-pitched croak, backing away along with the shocked aggravators as it spewed its blood of green liquid. It fell to the ground, convulsing in agony as the three Zeal-leacher
Chad instantly recognized the short curls of a titanium-colored-haired male walking slower. “It’s you, Ricky’s Sad boy.”“I’m sure he meant Bava.” Cassandra wasted no time delivering a harsh slap to the gold-eyed man’s chest, ignoring his annoyed expression as she smiled at the familiar young man.The Amber-skin-toned man waved a hand with a gentle smile and his large pair of Alice-colored eyes behind thick lashes refused to spare Chad a glance. "I didn't introduce myself properly the last time. I'm Bava Edwards; Holy Warrior star-touched towards Water."“And I’m Chanti.” The other man, slightly teenage-looking, pointed a thumb to his chest with a goofy grin. “Garu Chanti. Please, just call me Garu.” He struck a dramatic bow and rose back up to questioning stares. “What?”Cassandra hesitantly sized up the rose-skinned man with a skinny build, then held his Dusk-colored eyes in a heated challenge, one the male with the radiating smile didn't back down in the slightest from, creating so