Cybermage9009Hey guys, so my format would be at least three chapters a week! I hope y'all stick around with me to finish this story! FINGERS CROSSED! Well enjoy the chapter anyway guys!
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The Search for Xanar Bells and whistles
Castor was getting irritated. Ever since they left Gastard's office, Corbin had been on his tail like a mutt in heat! From Gastard's gate, the fat priest had asked him, 'What sort of spell is this!? I sense no magic from it! Do you take me for a novice like my liege!?' And he would always reply, 'All that's needed is For the Cylinder to be opened and then the Spectres would rise, is that part a lie? You saw me perform it before we left, didn't you?' The priest still wasn't satisfied, he would hound him with questions, At the south gate he asked about his origins, at the warehouses he had asked him about the nature of his clan. And now in the temple.... "What you're doing counts as blasphemy!" he spat, the congregation members joined in voicing the priest's disdain. "Cretin!" one woman shouted. "Devil worshipper!" another screamed. "......How many knights do you have within the temple?" Castor ignored their protests. "what does it matter?" "My contract binds me to protect all
The Search for Xanar Off my chest
Cecelia screamed! Etching back, barely dodging Fil's blade as it grazed her left brow. She touched the top of her head and felt the blood trickling down from it, she looked upon her attacker and saw a manic look in his eyes. "Wha-!? wait! stop! what are you doing!?" She twisted and rolled as the elf continued with his relentless attack, above her, she could hear the evil cackling of that vile Succubus. "He must really despise you, It normally takes a lot of effort to charm one of !" "This is your doing?" "Of course! I am a Succubus afterall, charming and dominating men is my specialty, I had thought one of Creeda's Faithful, more so an elf would be hard.... but it seems his hatred if you really helped ease things!" Cece paled, "Since.... when?" Eve grinned, "The Banks! I'm surprised you didn't notice me slip right through! Oh and don't bother calling the others for help! They're mine as well! Now my slave.... Broke her!" Cecelia didn't let him have the chance, quick as cat, sh
The Search for Xanar Rise of the Fallen
They were merciless!The fallen leapt towards Castor's party and met the Soldiers head on in battle.Their initial attacks slew 3 of the Centaurs in an instant, Castor cursed under his breath as he narrowly dodged the biggest of them, The Fallen with the great axe and Sword!The Creature had set it's sights on him, possibly because it saw him as the most dangerous, him parading as a mage and all.He heard Kovet giving orders in the background, possibly to him as well, He didn't understand her though and moved on instinct, he rolled over to the side of the three and pointed his trident at the fallen.A surge of electricity shot towards the creature's chest, momentarily stunning it, Kovet and one of the Gastard's men swung their weapons down in it.Even with the chaos around him, Castor swore he heard bone and flesh get cut through, yet...."Why!?" he was aghast! The Fallen simply stumbled forward, Red and black blood flowing from it back, dripping into the floor, even at that it still
The Search for Xanar Pound of Flesh
Cecelia was entranced. She stared at the otherworld beauty in front her, afraid that even looking away for a moment would cause her to vanish. The Lady was 4m tall, with long straight hair, half black, half white, her eyes were hidden behind her long bangs but long thin purple horns the protruded from her forehead. Her nose was small and cute, her jawline was perfectly sculptured and ears were long thin and very fairy like. She had Feathery Draconic wings, As black as night, they ruffled everytime she moved, her figure was ridiculous! All emphasis were on her curves, especially her bosom! Her glass milky white skin was near translucent, Cecelia was certain it wasn't just because of her being a projection, this woman.... her skin was just this beautiful.... She wore dark make up and her long nails were also painted black. But her dress was a long white Kimono, with patterns of laughing skulls printed onto them, she wore a crown made of black crystal bones on top her head. The L
The Search for Xanar Evolution
They hadn't made it 50 steps when the horde appeared. 44 fallen, all heavily armoured and battle hungry, stared coolly at the party below. 'Perfect....' Castor turned to Trenton, the black Goblin adjusted his glasses, he let out a nasally old laugh as he glared at the new arrivals. "What are you waiting on? Go!" "Bu-" "Your Spectres are here with us, We'll figure ourselves out, now go Fate Dealer!" Castor and Kovet Fled! The Centaur gangster led the two of them through the woods, hopping from root to root. Castor felt like prey evading a pack of hungry wolves, Off to the distance he could hear the sound of battle, of Swords, of Spears, Of metal screaming and Crying. He heard the dying screams and painful wails of Friend and Foe alike. The familiar Squelch of squished flesh, Flashes of blinding white lights behind him, Roasted flesh and Scent of ashes. Laughter.... lots and lots of laughter! Evil and Vile and bitter! They gave him Goosebumps everytime he heard them, It felt l
The Search for Xanar Siege
It was Biblical.The skies were littered with scores of Burning white light and An Evil purplish hue.The two opposing forces danced around, punishing their nemesis for claiming authority in their various spaces.Fire and Brimstone, Ashes and dust, crazed laughter overwhelmed her senses.There were cries of iron and steel, Pools of red and black, and debris of ruined buildings surrounding Cecelia.She quickly regretted her decision of braving the outside, she turned to face the Spectres.... alas her guards had already departed, they joined their brethren in the night sky.Cecelia swore she could hear their sinister cackle as they raced to the heavens above, she sighed as her best chance of protection sailed away from her.She squinted her one good eye and looked around, There was fire slowly rising, all the buildings around her were on fire, Screams of desperate citizens trying to find safety.Ash and smoke clouded her vision, fleeing Pedestrians knocked off her feet, fruitlessly sear
The Search for Xanar Fiery ride
Castor was Aghast.Hovering over the scarlet clad forest, he witnessed Woodland creatures and Monsters alike fleeing from the ambers of the fiery deathtrap that surrounded them.Most did not make it, the falling trees crushed some and the fires took others, Their shrieks of pain were almost human like, A small knot etched over Cas's Chest.Yet that wasn't what frightened him, Right above his ship were a horde of Fallen, Bigger, Stronger and Meaner looking.Some had three or five heads, Others multiple arms which sported spears, swords, axes and shields.And the biggest one Had both, it snarled as it directed it's comrades to hunt down all life they came across, The white cloth devils baptized the forest with Fire.Some Chucked them from their hands, Others shot them from their eyes, Castor grit his teeth as the Creatures maniacal laughter echoed through the Fiery hell scape."Fire!" He roared as Veil splitter rained Apple bombs upon his foes, Some Tore the Fallen to pieces, Others rid
The Search for Xanar Just like him....
Cece nursed her cheek as Cassandra lead them away from the stupefied crowd. The Elf Librarian, Josephine's little sister, took her by the hand before she could utter a word, She didn't have a chance to resist, still in shock from the Stiff slap. 'Shit! I think she dug some nails in,' she noticed the blood trickling from her cheek, '2 worlds and Josephine is still shit when jt comes Family,' Cece sighed, She despised her mother more than anything in the world, Unlike Eve and Fil, She felt nothing when she pushed her down those stairs, 'It was one of the best days of my life....' A smile crept up her lips, 'Cas must never know that though....' She reminded herself, The world be damned but her little must never know, she swore to herself. After what felt like ages walking through the rows of books, Cassandra came to an abrupt stop in front of a large stone statue in the middle of the building. It was a cloaked figure holding an Hour glass in it's Right hand and a book tucked under i
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