The bard some times later, came and woke Aiden up when he saw him under the tree after the sun set high up.
“Young one, you were something else indeed last night, do you want me to continue last night's story? I am about to depart the village tomorrow, I will tell you the last part of the forbidden story of gods before I go…”
Awakened from his sleep, Aiden looked back at the bard and nodded, please.. continue your story…
The bard then sat under the tree and started to retold the story…
Eztess was a god of destruction. When he saw the work of Ivhir, he became curious and jealous. He imitated Ivhir and created a form in his own image.
Then he went to see Vexira, their oldest daughter and asked her to instill spirit into the form.
Vexira was very surprised and told him, "Father, why do you want to do such a thing? Ivhir, my mother, is responsible for the creation, how can someone who represents the opposite do such things?
Please do not covet the type of work that is not yours. A creature who receives life from a god of destruction will only bring about disaster, and it will destroy the world of sylgarth in the future...
But Eztess would not give up. After much cajoling and persuading, finally, he was able to obtain Vexira's consent and that is the beginning of Vexira’s downfall.
"I will do it then. But I have already given the spirit of water to Mother. So the only thing I can give you is the leftovers." Vexira gave the spirit of stagnant and rotten water to Eztess.
Eztess gladly accepted it and merged it into his creation.
However, Eztess felt that it was not enough to give only one spirit to his creature. So he went to see Brosk, his oldest son.
Like Vexira, Brosk also warned his father. However, he could not refuse Eztess. So he gave the spirit of dying embers to Eztess. Eztess gladly accepted it and forcefully merged it into his creation.
Dearus the next victim also pleaded with her father with tears in her eyes but ended up giving the spirit of barren and contaminated earth to her father, this later becomes the downfall of each mecharies as they turned into scavengers due to the rarity of rare grade minerals because unlike the other element, earth element needs to be whole to produce minerals, and barren and contaminated earth is the spirit that filtered the rare minerals in the surface level, but that is another story for later days. The bard reminded…
Eurus, in his pleas, gave his father the spirit of a wild and violent wind. This stripes the Terris greatly from their power… The wind element is unique because when you combine each spirit of the element, something greater is produced, and the greatest one is the wild and violent wind. Eurus just made his biggest mistakes that stripped the power of Terris so much, which makes them almost extinct with several ways to protect themselves.
Greedily, Eztess took everything that was given to him and boasted, "Look at the living creatures that I created! Feast your eyes on those who are born with the spirit of water, the spirit of fire, the spirit of the earth, and the spirit of the wind. They shall be stronger and wiser than giants! They will rule over the world! Eztess then gives a small portion of his intelligence to his creations
Eztess shouted with great pride to all the world as every creature trembled in fear and instilled spirit into the creatures of his own image.
However, the result was disastrous. His creatures, many were born with weak bodies, and slow learning capabilities, they tend to deceive each other, and love to destroy anything that others have. All the other gods despised Eztess's creatures greatly.
Overcome by the shame of his failure, Eztess abandoned his creatures and went into hiding for a time. These creatures later are called humans, the first creation that was abandoned by the gods.
And because of Eztess's abandonment, the first enslavement era was born…
The Giants, as the Aspect Soul, sees other creatures as the lesser one since they didn’t live as long as them and didn’t have intelligence as high as them, thus enslaving each creature in their way…
The race of sylvari was wise and knew how to perform magic. But they were less wise than giants. Therefore, giants let the sylvaries serve them in politics and magic-related activities.
The race of Draugr was strong. They possessed inexhaustible strength and great willpower. However, they were not as strong as giants. Therefore, giants let Draugr serve them in warfare, another factor because Draugr can easily be multiplied through sex so the best way to cut their numbers is to send them into warfare.
The Mechari race was skilled. They were good engineers and skilled mathematicians who excelled in fine craftsmanship. The giants allowed them to serve in banking and manufacturing work. If a Mechari is your banker, no need to worry because they know the easiest way to multiply your coins through the market. But it is hard to earn one since the Giants kept them with higher intelligence closer to them.
The winged race of Terris was freedom-loving and possessed undying curiosity. Giants wanted to capture and subjugate the free-flying creatures, but as soon as a terris was locked up in a cage, it quickly lost its strength and died. Giants were left with no choice but to allow the terris to fly free. The children of Sylvaries and Terris are called Psion, another race born from the first successful sexual attempt by the races, they are just like a sylvari but with half wings on their back, the male has the right side wing and the female has the left side wing. The other mixed-race is called halflings since they only get half of their parent's traits, like a human with mecharies, became very short, mechari with Draugr becomes short and bulky, and human with Draugr became big but dumb. Later only a few halflings are counted as successful breeds which are then taken by the giants as another experimental being.
The Terris used to visit the city of giants to give them news from other parts of the world before the giants invented more conventional ways to communicate.
Hundreds of years later, the Terris is slowly gone from the continent… The reason is unknown.
Humans could not do any one thing well and thus become slaves to the giants, doing all sorts of menial labor. The life of humans was not any better than that of animals.
After Vexira was banished, Allyse inherited the authority to rule over water. But Allyse had a timid nature and after witnessing her elder sister's terrible demise and the war among gods, she became even more fearful. To avoid the weighty responsibility that fell to her, she dug a tunnel at the bottom of a lake and hid.
With no goddess to rule over them, the spirits of water were without purpose and began to wander aimlessly. Too much water flowed to one place and formed a great marsh. Water did not flow at all in another place and a desert formed. Thus, the first destruction came, Leviathan, The Diminisher emerged and took control of most of the water sprites secretly, he turned them into nagas, sirens, and many demonic creatures of water secretly.
Oftentimes, part of the continent suddenly sank into the ocean or a new island suddenly sprang out of nowhere. In some places, it rained day and night until everything except the tips of the highest mountains was submerged. Added with Leviathan schemes, attacking ports and docks, turning many lives into demonic creatures and taking them to join the underworld ranks…
Continuous events happen everywhere near the sea and rivers, many people turned demonic through oaths, rituals and sacrifices, besides that, rains kept pouring here and there, and where any piece of land remained above water, all the living creatures flocked to preserve their life and the piece of land fell to pandemonium.
Both on the continent and in the ocean, all the living creatures were suffering. On behalf of all the living creatures, giants petition the gods for help when they know there is a creature born with the power to demolish every creature that gods have created before, but they hide the existence of Leviathan in their plot and plight.
Ivhir and Eztess searched everywhere in the continent and finally found the lake in which Allyse was hiding."Allyse, look what happened because you avoided your responsibility. You are destroying the harmony of this continent that we created with all of our efforts. I will not tolerate it if you continue to disobey me." Ivhir was so enraged that her eyes burned bright with roaring flames.Due to the floods, countless giants and living creatures departed to Vexira's underworld. This made Ivhir very envious of Vexira. Trembling with fear, Allyse ended up surrendering to her mother. When Allyse took over her authority to adjust the waters, the disasters gradually ceased. However, it was impossible to restore the continent that lay in ruins.When sensing the power of Ally
What is about these two cubs Rena?I’ve asked around the village about mounts, but none is available in the short term. Some suggested that I ask the tamer, after doing some menial chores for the tamer, he gave me these two cubs. He also teaches me how to raise the cubs into wolves and later into silver moonwolves if we are lucky?I see, but i have better ideas, just wait till we are out of the village first, and buy some harnesses and saddles too for the wolves…Oh, I almost forgot, here are some coins, you might find this familiar. Rena then handed him some coins.This… where did you get these coins?Well, after Kandr
The scan on your iris and vein has determined that you are an unregistered user. Do you want to create a new account? * * * When Klauss was connected to Dystopia Star Online, the first sound that reached his ears was a feminine voice. He looked around to see who had spoken to him, but there was no one else; He was floating and swimming with the stars within the universe. Then he realized that he was in the middle of the activation process of a new account. “Yes!” — Select the name of your avatar— “Klauss” — Select your gender from male, female or neutral— “Male!” — Select your sexual preferences from Straight, Lesbian, Gay, or +(PLUS - refers to any other sexual preferences besides those mentioned before) — “Straight!” — Dystopia Star has thirty-six races. You may select your race freely, but remember, you need to learn other languages if you choose 5 Main Race — “Sylvari, Draugr, Mechari, Terris, Human” “Human!” You may alter your appearance— “Adjust the height one f
Rick arrived at an unknown place. Unfamiliar ceiling, something around her neck. He moved and there was a clink of chains as he realized his wrists and feet were manacled. His body was under a soft, thin sheet in a room.Sitting up was awkward in the manacles, his leg irons connected to his wrist irons by a length of chain. His eyes were crusty and blurred. He probed the thing around his neck with fingers. A thick metal band, padded just enough to not strangle her neck, but not enough to be comfortable. It felt enervating to the touch as if it was restricting him, somehow.“Slave suppression collar,” a male voice said. It was heavy, casual, and friendly, which seemed sinister in the circumstances. He rubbed his eyes and looked around.Where am I? what
In the morning, Klauss tossed the coin into the wishing well and got a notification. “Ding... Congratulation to player Klauss for being the first one to toss a Seal Coin into the wishing well” “Gained Basic Armor set” “Gained Wood Sword” Yeah! Thank you Aiden, I got a basic armor set and a weapon from the wishing well Good for you, at least now you can have some defense and didn’t instantly die ______________________________ Name: Klauss Level: 1 Race: Human Affiliated: - Faction: Not Registered Patron God: - Job: - Active skill: - Passive skill: - Equipment : Headband : Armor: Basic Armor Gloves: Basic Gloves Boots: Basic boots Cloak : Rings : Necklace: Slave collars Earrings : Weapon: Wood Sword Constellation: - __________________________________ Since you got a weapon now.. what do you want to be? “I don’t know… usually I played as a fighter, but I also wanted to be able to dual-wield weapons, using a spear is also another dream of mine… Hmm.. we
Sreeeek……sreeeeek….. duuum…. duuuum…..the voice slowly entrancing towards Aiden and Rena across the woods.Rena once again awakens and informs Aiden.Dad, something strange is happening… The woods are so silent but also afraid…Aiden quickly washed his face with the water from the well and turned off the firepit with the water.Rena, it seems that we have to hide… something that is attracted to this place, my guts told me so…Okay… let’s split up in the trees and maintain eye contact on this spot.15 minutes later… Groooaaar….. A Giant Satyr with a Fork as a weapon arrived and looked at the firepit.Aiden was totally surprised by the size of the satyr as it is so big and tall, it was around 10 meters tall.“Hmm… the guardian of Whimsical Woods? Aiden frowned as he inspected the Satyr.“Dad, it is the guardian of the woods, what should we do about it?While Aiden is thinking about the situation, a white light particle emerges and combines into a person...“Dammit, why did Klauss spaw
In the Giant's laboratory… 4 Millennias before Aiden returned…Vrikmir came to the front of Dearus with a smile, waved the two chains loosened him, and the body of Dearus fell back to the ground. Erlith held her hand and did not let him fall to the ground.In the arms of Erlith, Dearus felt the breath of Vrikmir and lost control. He kissed Vrikmir indiscriminately. Erlith reached out and sealed the six desires, and he returned to normal.It seems that our test and trials for the gods are a success… Erlith laughing… Vrikmir just looks at his wife and sighs… we should not oppose the gods…What? scared now seeing how you can manipulate one of the strong gods with your potion?However, now that the god has returned to normal, it is still clinging to Vrikmir or is not willing to let go, as if he has magical power.However, although Dearus was staring at Vrikmir, he said with anger when his consciousness returned. "You bastard, using such a sloppy means that others will surrender to you,
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As Azkia's determination burned within her, she made a bold decision to confront Gilgash head-on, disregarding the overwhelming odds stacked against her. With every ounce of strength and resilience, she charged towards the Orc Lord, her eyes fixed on his enraged visage. Azkia's mind is running at full speed thinking... As I fought on, my thoughts raced amidst the chaos of battle. The toll of the prolonged and intense clash with Gilgash was becoming evident in my weary body. Fatigue crept in, slowing my movements and dulling my reflexes. I could feel the weight of exhaustion settling upon me, threatening to sap my strength. But I refused to let weariness overcome me. I had a duty to protect Stormhaven Port, and I would not allow fatigue to cloud my judgment or weaken my resolve. I reminded myself of the lives depending on me, the city relying on my unwavering determination. Each labored breath served as a reminder of the importance of the task at hand. I acknowledged the reality of
The battlefield crackled with tension as Azkia faced off against Gilgash, their gazes locked in a fierce struggle. The air grew heavy with anticipation, both combatants fully aware that this was the defining moment of their clash. Azkia's eyes shimmered with determination as she tapped into the depths of her power. A surge of energy coursed through her veins, and her body glowed with an ethereal light. She raised her arms toward the heavens, calling upon the celestial forces that governed the universe. Above them, the night sky seemed to respond. Stars blazed brighter, their light intensifying until it filled the atmosphere. A cascade of twinkling luminescence rained down upon the battlefield, bathing the area in a mystical glow. It was the manifestation of Azkia's Nature Stargazer ability—the legendary rain of stars. Gilgash, initially taken aback by this display of power, recovered quickly, his determination undeterred. With a bellowing roar, he charged toward Azkia, swinging his
Amidst the chaos of the battlefield, Azkia locked eyes with Gilgash, a sly smile curling at the corner of her lips. She let out a mocking chuckle, her body language displaying a hint of cheekiness and wit."You call yourself an orc lord?" Azkia taunted, her voice carrying above the din of battle. "Yet here you stand, too afraid to defend your honor and tarnish the traditions of our ancestors."Gilgash's face contorted with anger and disgust at Azkia's words, his body language betraying his fury. "You know nothing of our traditions, human," he retorted, his voice venomous. "Your feeble attempts at mockery will not save you from the inevitable."Azkia's smile widened, her body language exuding confidence as she continued to goad Gilgash. "Oh, I know more than you think," she replied, her tone dripping with sarcasm. "I know that real orc warriors don't cower behind their armies. They face their enemies head-on, defending their honor with every ounce of their being.
In the dimly lit infirmary of Stormhaven Port, Sorisana knelt beside a wounded soldier, her gentle hands meticulously tending to his injuries. Aera stood nearby, a solemn expression etched across her face, her eyes reflecting the weight of the ongoing battle outside the walls.As the sounds of distant clashes and the echoes of war reached their ears, Aera turned to Sorisana, her voice tinged with sadness and weariness. "It seems the city is being tested to its limits," she sighed, her eyes filled with a mixture of concern and determination. "These brave warriors fighting for their home deserve our utmost admiration."Sorisana glanced up from her task, her gaze meeting Aera's, a flicker of surprise crossing her features. "Indeed," she replied softly, her voice carrying a melancholic undertone. "The suffering and sacrifice that accompany war are heavy burdens to bear. It pains me to see so many lives torn asunder by this relentless conflict."As they spoke, a sudd
Under the cover of darkness, a group of warriors gathered at a secluded spot within the city, their faces etched with determination and their eyes gleaming with the fiery resolve of their mission. Led by Azkia, they huddled together, their voices hushed yet filled with purpose.Azkia, her gaze fierce and commanding, addressed her fellow warriors. "Our objective is clear. We must sever the orc supply line and leave them starving and desperate. The destruction of their provisions will weaken their resolve and give us the upper hand."The warriors nodded in agreement, their anticipation palpable in the air. They began to strategize, pointing at various points on a map, and discussing the best locations to strike and set ablaze."We should target the main supply depot," suggested one warrior, his voice brimming with confidence. "Burning it down will create chaos and panic among the orc ranks."Another warrior chimed in, "We should also focus on cutting off th
Gilgash, the mighty Orc Lord, stood before the war council, his eyes ablaze with the fire of conquest. He surveyed the ongoing assault on Stormhaven Port with a mixture of satisfaction and anticipation. The council members, adorned in battle-worn armor, gathered around him, eager to hear their leader's next plan."Warriors of the Horde," Gilgash boomed, his voice carrying the weight of authority. "Our assault on Stormhaven Port has brought the walls to their knees, but victory still eludes us. The defenders have proven to be stubborn and resourceful, but we shall not be deterred. We will press our advantage and crush their resistance!"A hushed murmur spread through the council as they exchanged glances, fueled by their leader's fierce determination. Gilgash continued, his words echoing with unwavering confidence."Our catapults have weakened their defenses, but we must be cautious. Stormhaven Port is no ordinary city. They have warriors of great skill and resil
The siege began with a cacophony of war cries, the thundering of hooves, and the deafening clash of metal against metal. The orcs surged forward, a relentless wave crashing upon the city's defenses. Their ranks seemed endless, their determination unyielding.Catapults hurled massive boulders and fiery projectiles, crashing into the walls with bone-shaking force. The stone fortifications trembled under the assault, cracks spiderwebbing across the surface. Yet, the defenders of Stormhaven Port stood firm, their resolve unbroken.From the ramparts, archers unleashed a volley of arrows, creating a lethal rain that found its mark among the orc ranks. Swords clashed, spears thrust, and shields held strong as the defenders fought valiantly to repel the invaders.The clash of steel reverberated through the streets, echoing with the cries of warriors and the screams of the dying. The air was thick with the acrid scent of blood and smoke, each breath a reminder of the grim reality that envelope
The grand hall of the Orc Lord Gilgash's stronghold resonated with the echoes of heavy footsteps as Angkor and Scortan entered, their armor clinking with each stride. The room was dimly lit, save for the flickering torches that cast dancing shadows upon the stone walls.Gilgash, a towering figure with bulging muscles and a battle-scarred face, sat upon a throne adorned with the bones of defeated enemies. His eyes burned with a fierce intensity as he regarded the two orc commanders approaching him."Angkor, Scortan," Gilgash boomed, his voice carrying the weight of authority. "Report. What did you uncover about Stormhaven Port?"Angkor stepped forward, his gaze unwavering. "My Lord, we launched our initial probe as planned. Stormhaven Port's defenses proved to be formidable. The defenders fought with unmatched skill and resilience. Their archers rained arrows upon us, and their warriors stood strong in the face of our assault."Scortan, standing beside Ang
Angkor and Scortan crouched behind a dense thicket, their eyes fixed upon the towering walls of Stormhaven Port City in the distance. The air crackled with anticipation as they discussed their plans for the impending invasion. Angkor, a burly Orc with a scarred face and a twisted tusk, spoke with a low, gravelly voice."Scortan, this city is ripe for the taking," Angkor growled, his voice laced with a mix of excitement and greed. "The humans have grown complacent, and their defenses weakened. It's our chance to claim this place as our own."Scortan, a wiry Orc with sharp features and keen eyes, nodded in agreement, his lips curling into a sinister grin. "Aye, Angkor, their defenses are a shadow of what they once were. We've scouted their patrols, learned their weaknesses. The time to strike is now."Angkor's hands clenched into tight fists as he stared at the city gates. "Once Stormhaven Port falls, the surrounding lands will be ours for the taking. Riches, plunder, and the spoils of