I was led to a large staging area where numerous gods of the realm had gathered. Isabella followed and I instructed Stella to stay back.The three of us, that being the Albatross twins and myself, were the ones most hurt by the Oracle's actions.Today...she would suffer in front of her people. And they would bear witness to the monster she created out of her own stubbornness and stupidity.We currently stood backstage. We were waiting for the Artificer to give the signal. And that's when I heard him speak."Greetings, people of Excelsis. As you well know already, I am the Artificer. The Guardian of Dominus. Today, you have all gathered here without knowing why...and soon you will find out. Good citizens of the realm, some of you are still haunted by the things you saw before the reset was ended. Most of you have no clear idea as to why Excelsis was violently razed to the ground by the man who calls himself: Destroyer. Well...that is the folly of your former leader. The Oracle is the o
The Oracle was quite literally dragged to the Cursebreaker. She had gone completely insane after being killed, tortured, and reset ten thousand times."I have successfully discovered the source of my curse," Vakra said."Is it her?" I said as I looked at the Oracle.She wouldn't move anymore."No. Her power is part of it, but she isn't the one who cursed me. I'm guessing that it was a higher power. But who could be higher than the Oracle? The Creator, of course.""So you were cursed by the architect of all of creation? That makes sense. Why would he want you running wild and defying reality like that?""Ugh...it pains me to admit it, but you are correct, Mizik... My abilities made a mockery of his creation and I was likely cursed as a result. Meaning that I can never erase this curse.""So sad to hear. But that's also a good thing for me. I don't think I would trust you if I couldn't contain you," I said."Right...and you'd be correct to assume such a thing. But I suppose I should get
"I can already feel it. It's here.""Mizik!" A familiar voice shouted from behind.I turned to see one of my comrades. One of the protectors of this world that I've come to know as home."What is it, Carlos? Can you feel its presence?" I asked.He nodded with a grim expression."Tell me, Mizik. Can we win this battle?" Carlos asked.I gave him a weak smile."Leiso, Michael, and Dante are all dead. That just leaves me, you, and-""Can you kill the one controlling it? That's what I want to know," Carlos said."What do you think? That plague destroyed my home. It killed my fiance, my family, and all my friends. It devoured everyone I knew. I was powerless to stop it. I might be stronger now, but look at what he did to our world. We've lost, Carlos. Torantis is the last stronghold we have.""At least promise that you'll give it everything you have. For her..." Carlos said."Which one? My dead fiance or Leiso? You know I loved them both.""It doesn't matter, does it? Whatever motivates you
I felt like I was falling as I slept.Many images and feelings swirled around within my dreams.Finally...I hit something soft. I opened my eyes and stared at the ceiling in my toom.It seems like I overslept again. I could swear I had the strangest dream...Usually, my father would wake me up in time for morning exercises.It had become a routine to train for the two of us ever since I was young.My father was actually a Duke.However...that was his official title and status in another country.Here in Albatross, I was just another commoner...Well, worse than that, actually.I was part of a noble family called the 'Iratus' family.We were supposedly a clan of warriors blessed with martial superiority. Our trademark was in our eyes.They were the color of emeralds. Different from green, as well. They gleamed like gemstones and radiated a very faint light. Even in the darkness, one could usually see the fierce gaze of an Iratus......as I was told, anyway. I never met any of my other f
I followed my father to the edge of town towards the entrance to the mines. He was wearing his full arcane silver plate armor with the family crest emblazoned on the front. Two crossed swords with an emerald flame in the center. He had his longsword sheathed at his side with a kite shield hooked on his left arm. I was wearing light chainmail with a steel plate over my chest. I had a pair of plated leather chaps and steel boots. On my head was a helmet that covered all but my face. I had a small buckler shield on my arm and a shortsword at my side. My father had taught me enough about combat to where I could fight fairly well with a sword and shield. I was barely strong enough to kill a goblin, however. I was only thirteen, after all, and level 10.He had also taught me a few basic spells I could learn at my level. Many years ago, the concept of converting strength into a numerical system would have seemed completely insane, but some crazy court wizard in the north made it happen. H
As we moved further and further into the mines, I felt pleasantly surprised at the lack of living things down here. My father seemed to be somewhat on edge, however. I wasn't sure how to feel. Should I have been happy that nothing was jumping out at us? Or should I have been worried about that, instead?The mine was in a state of eerie silence. I couldn't hear anything besides the sound of our footsteps and the low clanking of our armor.Suddenly, my father stopped dead in his tracks and stared further on. There had been torches lighting the way on the walls so far, but up ahead there weren't any at all. "These tunnels have been explored extensively. What happened to the lights?" My father said.I couldn't speak. I honestly didn't know what to think. I began to feel that same sinister feeling of being watched creep up on me once more. It felt like we were in danger..."Does it feel like we're being watched?" I asked."Yeah. I thought I was going nuts, but it's not just me it seems,"
I burst through the open entrance to the mines and collapsed on the ground.Some of the guards and miners were looking at me. There was a half-circle of magicians wearing long armored robes standing in front and chanting. The magicians stopped chanting as I fell and stared at me. I slowly stood up while panting harder than ever. My tears wouldn't stop flowing. "Well look at that. You saw something horrible, didn't you, kid? I told you that he-""SHUT UP, YOU ROTTEN BASTARD!" I screamed at the knight captain. "He was still alive! The dragon had retreated temporarily but my father lost one of his legs! He would have lived if you had just helped!!"The knight captain looked genuinely surprised to hear this. But not enough to show that he cared about my father's fate.He sighed. "Just get out of here. Go home. We have work to do," he spoke casually.The mages had resumed chanting and I was definitely standing in their line of fire. I walked between them to the lift that had originally
I got out of bed this morning and did a few stretches.I kept my important possessions in bed with me at all times and checked them to make sure nothing was missing.Good, nobody broke in.I hadn't taken the time to examine the sword, yet, but I figured now was the time.I held the sword in my hand and pulled up my status menu. {Add item to inventory?}A message suddenly appeared in front of my vision.For a moment I felt like the dumbest guy in the world. I had spent an entire week and a half holding onto my items by hand and protecting them without remembering that I had an inventory function!I was terrified that someone planned to steal from me at any moment! Almost reflexively, I grabbed all of my valuables and placed them in my inventory. The satchel in its entirety, my coin pouch, even my armor and weapons.I made a mental note to store various things around the house before going out today. Anything valuable. Anything that could be useful in any way! Items stay frozen in s