Tonight Ennore was brimming with lights. The lanterns fueled by magic, hovering in the sky became a focal point. The crossing bridges, magical waterfalls, perfectly constructed sky towers, and grounded buildings were the epitome of the elven kingdom. As if these pristine white avenues were never exposed to the deadly scourge that roamed the lands.
The roads laid empty. The citizens inside their homes seemed to be waiting for something. They heard the sound of boots long before they saw a mass of bodies gathering. Countless human beings stood in formation. Dozens of rows flocked the streets, their eyes trained to look ahead. The army was packed with men, covered in armor from head to toe. Their faces blanched, unreadable under the shadows of their iron helmets. To these soldiers, it was boiling hot outside. Their armor was too heavy and thick, trapping their body heat and soaking their skin with sweat. Nevertheless, their gaze remained resolute. They were obviously used to the heat.
Then, came another army. This one provided a completely different scenery. Men and women dressed in the most flamboyant outfits known to humankind came forth. Although they were not as diligent or steadfast as those who came before them, they still radiated an equal amount of dominance and perseverance.
Once both armies arrived in the square right under the floating palace, the noise came to a halt. After a brief moment, the main entrance swung open and out came a stunning woman, with a lustrous coppery red hair tousling in the wind. Her timid gaze spoke of intelligence, making it difficult to figure out her exact emotions that swam behind her alluring features. There was a softness in the way she walked. An enchanted essence tracked her every step, reflecting her movements like a magical projector floating in the sky. The way she held her body. She was obviously born and bred to walk the palace grounds.
The bright red dress sat upon her skin like a gentle rose petal. The tight fabric and highly exposed skin left little to the imagination. Adorned with gorgeous elven jewelry and a lavish circlet tiara, these handmade accessories fit her to a tee. Although she wore little, the countless golden hairpins, gems, and perfectly designed materials screamed royalty. Those who never laid eyes on the queen before were completely entranced by her timeless beauty. Men and women alike.
When the queen reached the end of the royal balcony, she could see the city below with ease. All the buildings and towers appeared as miniature dollhouses. Not long after, two others joined her at the balcony, a man and a woman. The woman was a lot shorter than the queen but equally well-dressed. The man, however, wore the exact same clothing as he always has. A traditional golden chimere embellished with elven runes, typical for an elven priest. Then came a voice.
- “Adventurers, many would fight years to be where you stand. It would take them decades to accomplish what you have. But, you’ve shown the elven guard and the citizens of Azidora that you have what it takes to protect this kingdom. You’ve conquered numerous foes, and I’m certain that you can do much more. But, the time has come for you to receive a royal summoning. A quest, that is a once in a lifetime opportunity.”
The queen’s voice had subconsciously invaded the minds of all those that stood in the streets of Ennore. She didn’t need to speak louder for them to hear. All she had to do was focus her attention, and her magic would flood the streets. Her words would echo in the minds of those nearby. Everyone heard her. No matter where they stood or how distracted they were by their surroundings. Her speech was simply unavoidable.
- “Did you hear that?!
- “Royal quest?!! You’ve gotta be kidding me!
- “Oh my….I have to do this one! Who knows how much gold we are going to get. I could buy a mansion overnight!!!”
- “Hell yeah!!! I’m opening my own brothel!”
- “Well, I will be your first customer!”
- “Count me in!”
- “Me too!”
- “I wonder what’s it all about?”
This golden ticket to success caught them by surprise. The chatter in the streets was full of eager expectations. A royal summoning certainly looked like a chance of a lifetime. Working for the queen herself meant that they could make any dream a reality. It would mean endless riches and glory for the whole guild. Seeing their guild masters on that balcony gave them that reassurance that this was in fact, the real deal.
- “As you might have already heard, the cycle of the chosen ones has begun. The fate of the world has always rested in their hands. They would defeat each other and the winner would bring a new era. They would create peace so that the land will prosper. They would end the darkness to bathe the globe in light. But, this time, it is different. The war has ended a long time ago, and we have lived in peace ever since. What you battle are monstrosities we used to face long before the 5,000-year war ravaged our lands. The Goddess Elidy gave us everything we need to survive. She brought you here and gave you the powers you wield. Now, the chosen ones have come to end her reign. This is their destiny.”
- “How is that our problem?”
One of the adventurers miffed and immediately received a slap at the back of his head. His friend that stood right behind him was worried that others might hear him.
- “If Elidy falls, your powers will return to the cosmos.”
The queen answered as if she heard every word that the adventurer said. For a moment there, the young man shivered. The thought of losing his magic frightened him as well. There was no way he would give it up. Not now, or ever.
- “Without your magic, you become no one. The humans you used to be before you came to our world. Most of you will return where you came from. While the rest will fall under the monster’s feet.”
The chatter in the crowd became unsteady. There was an air of uncertainty, anxiety, and worry. Not a single soul who stood there wished to give up their powers. Let alone go back home. Elidy has already become their homeland.
- “Blue Lust and Storm Oath Guild, I welcome you to our ranks.” – the queen continued with a raised tone. “Together with our elven army, you will help us defeat the chosen ones and ensure that Elidy remains on the throne. For that, you will all receive more riches than you can spend. More glory and honor than you can ever earn. Tell me. Will you accept this quest?”
The cheerful sounds of the crowd became the center of the metropolis. The positive shouts reverberated across the streets, reaching even the buildings to the far end.
- “I am very fortunate to have heroes such as yourselves.” – she smiled. “Then, take a look at these faces. These are your targets. The only ones who stand between you and eternal splendor.”
Magical fragments merged in the sky, painting an impeccable image of a couple of people somewhere in Elidy. William, James, and Baro were in that crowd. The moment they focused on these fragments, they immediately recognized one of the faces. Her golden strands and innocent green eyes shocked them. Their brain stuttered for a moment, and a wash of cold came over them.
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The fog from the bridge slowly lifted. The battlefield in Hanami village lay quiet, for it became a graveyard for millions of unburied monstrosities. Their corpses shattered, broken, barely recognizable. The moon shone brightly on the world below, as the wind blew the stench away. While the cracks in the sky still remained, like a scar visible to the naked eye. A panting Ren could be heard in the distance. His furry body covered in blood. Luckily, none of it was his own. His legs and paws shook from exhaustion, his lungs gasping for air. While, Kana and Yakeru just stood there, collected. Despite the massive battle that just emerged, the village behind them remained spotless. The creatures never managed to scratch a single wall nearby. Then, a warm breeze covered the land. A couple of footsteps came from the bridge. As they were closing in, so did Kana focus her gaze ahead. Soon, a young girl came, accompanied by every nymph in the village.
- “Aiko!!!!” – Ren yelled as loud as he could.
Her brows creased. Her face was serious all the way from the eyes to her mouth, no happiness at all, not even a disguised smile. The moment that logical segment of her brain held her childish persona captive, Aiko appeared to be a changed person.
- “Are you all right?” – Kana asked.
Yakeru was puzzled by the girl’s eyes. What used to convey an aura of gullibility and naiveness was replaced by an overbearing impatience. But, Ren sensed something else. After being together for so long, he could read her like an open book, which is why he saw something in Aiko’s eyes that no one else could. She was afraid. She was truly terrified, but for some strange reason, she decided to keep that fear all to herself.
- “We need to go. Will you come with me?”
Kana nodded without hesitation.
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In the expanse of the drawing-room, though he stood very still, prince Folwin felt his soul growing restless. The splendid greenery and countless flowers in bloom created a serene environment. The art on the wall was covered by many vines, each giving the canvases a unique and stunning border. Although the paintings looked centuries old, there wasn’t even a layer of dust that coats them. The rest of the house was equally well-kept, with the flowers and trees being intentionally left to grow wild. Someone put in a lot of effort to take good care of it even if no one lived there.
- “Ah…it’s been a while.”
The woman’s deep voice and heartfelt sigh echoed in the chamber. It was the kind of voice that was nurturing but hurting at the same time. The prince immediately bowed, his knees touching the floor, never daring to look directly in the eyes of the entity that stood beside him.
- “Goddess! The purge has begun. Let us take care of you as you’ve taken care of us for all these years.”
- “My dear disciple…”- she let out another sigh. “I wish I could give you an easier path. I wish I could do this for you, so you or our people wouldn’t have to suffer. I wish I could tell you what reality is. I wish I had the power to show you how to choose the path that will guarantee success. An option that will help you avoid the chasms that await. The truth is, each and every one of us hopes to be on the right path. We convince ourselves that we are doing the right thing. We create these stories that make us feel whole again. We justify our actions with every wholesome goal we make. When, in fact, we are all doing the bidding of the darkness that already picked out our fate. Unless we repaint that darkness, we will never see true light.”
- “Goddess, don’t worry about us. We will finish what you started because you were there to give us a chance. We will do whatever it takes.”
- “I know. But, what you and I are fighting are foes I wouldn’t wish on my greatest enemy. Tread lightly, and make sure you are ready before you take on the responsibility.”
- “My goddess, I swear on my family’s bloodline that I will triumph. In your name.”
William’s nostrils filled with the smell of blood. The spasms in his stomach became so overwhelming, he could barely hold back the nausea. Part of him hoped that at this moment, he would be elsewhere. Not staring at their skin turning pale and their eyes becoming opaque. Having a form of a bird and a human face, he thought that killing them would feel easier. It would feel as if this is just another quest. But, their cries, screams, and desperate pleads for help made his skin crawl. -“What have I done? What are we doing?” He thought to himself. Yesterday William was drinking the finest wine and enjoyed the most lavish feast, and now he is here chopping their heads off. No amount of horror could prepare him for witnessing the hopelessness and agony ripping these harpies from the inside out. All he knew was that their weapons and choices in life put the world in danger. But, with every harpy that fell, his
The waters of the frozen fjord shone like an unrefined pristine jewel as if the watery surface emerged from both above and below. Just when the eyes would get used to the calm and tranquil bliss of pure divine, the area changed into a bloody scenery. A massive glacier broke through the ice and flew towards the woman’s unguarded cheeks. Though Nora dodged the onslaught with ease, a transient, yet overwhelmingly powerful wave came forth, pushing her back once more. Mesmerized by the speed and power of the watery gaze, the assassin felt tension building up inside. And when the woman finally stood on solid ground to take a breath, mineral rocks lifted by the power of magical steam rose upward and flew towards her feet. The burning stones dug deep near the thousands of glaciers already covering the floor, quickly melting everything that stood nearby. If those rocks were to hit her, she would have immediately lost her ability to walk. The woman’s jaw clenched. <
The dark woods were wrapped with the voices from beyond. The countless nocturnal entities moved swiftly with the wind, merging with the hug of grey. The light of the shining moon grew dimmer. The obnoxiously tall trees and thick mist wouldn’t let a single ray of light reach these places. As if the area was completely secluded from the outside world. A young girl reached for the entities that moved about. Their velvet bodies brushed against her skin as they passed. Their forgotten voices soothed her soul. She felt their cries, worries, and anger. Some longed to meet their loved ones. Others wished for a second chance. While the rest cried for revenge. There was a gentle brilliance in the way her hands moved, a stunning confidence. The girl felt comfortable around spirits as if this was her second nature. -“Paige! What are you doing? Move! We are running out of time!!!” A man’s voice pierced the echoes of the dead
Each city across Elidy had its own heartbeat, a unique essence that separated it from the rest of places. But, this city was a different kind of gem, an art in every sense. For the sights reinvented the thoughts of a normal community, forming both small and big cityscapes that somehow merged well. On the right, the area was covered with massive sky towers. With sizable parks, great open spaces, and greenery in even the tiniest of spaces. Constructed with the similar pure white stone used in Azidora, these towers were a marvel to behold. Tall, pointy, with not so spacious rooms, yet plenty of living space. Compared to the elven capital, these buildings relied on huge glass windows to brighten up the homes. The vibrant glass paint as gorgeous as ever, giving each structure a unique, avant-garde vibe. This part of the city was kept by ball-like machines fueled by magic. These tools were responsible for cleaning, organizing, and taking care of the place. As if they knew
The towering walls collapsed. Their voices trailed softly as a massive winged creature with a lion’s body and a head of an eagle swooped in. That exhilarating plunge took down the narrow halls, creating a wide-open battlefield. If it weren’t for Kana’s watery embrace and Yakeru’s overbearing scythe, everyone would lay flat on the ground, either suffocated by dirt or buried under the rubble. When the dust settled, a tall elf approached. With each stride, her thoughts became more resolute, as if the shrinking distance between them finally made her feel complete. As the light caressed her light grey skin, with a hint of purple and green hue, she entombed her memories of Kana and her into a thick wall of ice. -“Lara.” – the sorceress mumbled. Although she wore sturdy grey armor, the skin between both her chests was left revealed, showing just how much confidence she had in her skills to keep her heart out of harm’s
The fury in her eyes showed the scared child within. The girl who was taught to help those in need was now starved of the little hope she had left. Ren could see the agony beneath those tears as if her entire soul was drowning in a pit of despair. Aiko couldn’t fight it. It was just too painful for her to do so. The best thing for her was to offer herself to the void. A self-designed shadow box that craved even a tiny speck of light. -“Yakeru…Yakeru…” That moment his hand tore Podarge’s heart, it flooded her mind. It consumed her thoughts. The way the blood dripped. The sound of her last breath as her soul left her body. It was all in there, playing on a loop. That anger and pain, it burned her on the way out, like steam waiting to explode. -“I told you. Didn’t I?” Then, the world around her changed. All those elements that made the place feel whole somehow
An explosion of holy light shook the foundation. With every ripple, the ground became hotter, until it was impossible to walk on. A massive circle adorned with ancient elven runes enveloped Dakath’s back, sending forth an even denser heatwave.Ren had already closed his eyes waiting for it to boil him alive. After all, he couldn’t move with the dead harpy laying on his back. But, the pain never came. Instead, a soothing texture had wrapped around his body as well as for those around him. Kana’s watery embrace had lifted everyone off the floor, high enough to dodge the attack. Then, another wave came forth. Although it didn’t ignite the area, it forced Kana’s brow to twitch a little. She expected the elf to cast that spell. But, not now. It was too soon.Just when Yakeru tightened his grip around the scythe to jump into battle, screams came from the harpies behind. Most crouched in agony. That pain could also be seen in Kana’s eyes. I
In the dim light that flows through the cracks in the walls, a shadow came crashing down. Kana fell, blood oozing from every section of her body. On each arm, there were massive purple welts that would only worsen with time. She looked so beaten up as if she was fighting a monster twice her size. All those wounds forced the adventurer out of her magical watery form. The sorceress sucked in a deep breath. She sighed and pushed herself off the ground. Lara just stood there, patiently watching her struggle. A creepy smile stretching across her face. Despite the few broken ribs, Kana managed to stand up again.-“Why did you make me wait for so long? We could have ended things back then, remember? But, no… You decided to run away like the coward you are. I thought I made you better than this.”-“I did…what I thought was…right.”
The rain came with a confident wind, rousing the trees and fires into a vortex. Each raindrop – a kaleidoscope, covering the library in a comforting blanket. The phoenix couldn’t help but wonder, as it was lying on the floor exhausted, what it would feel like if it could stop time and just look at it. Observe each watery bubble before it touched the ground. The fires on its wings dimmed, and the phoenix morphed into a small human. Welcoming every drop with his outstretched fingers. Like he always wanted to. Soon, the rain formed puddles, followed by a cool freshness in the breeze.Most of the Library of Pergamon was in ruins. Thankfully, the rain came when it did, or the rest of this grand building would have succumbed to the flames.Paige woke up suddenly, not because her clothes were soaked, but because she remembered what she was up against. An entire demon army. Her eyes tried to adapt to the light and rain. She had no idea how long she slept. The only thing that sent her on edge
With a crack as loud as thunder, the third statue split from its pedestal. The entire thing accelerated down and crushed into this unfamiliar woman. Amplified by the figure’s powerful magics, this statue sent forth an immense shockwave, toppling the walls and limiting their visibility. The woman coughed.- “Really?”- “It was worth a try.” – the figure shrugged.- “There…is…no need to fight.”Aiko retaliated as she tried to release her neck from the woman’s suffocating magic. But, as soon as she said that, the mysterious woman waved a hand, and Aiko found herself glued to the wall and with a fractured skull. Although Aiko was out cold, her godlike powers focused on stopping the bleeding and getting her body back in shape.- “You know you can’t kill us, right?” – the figure added.- “Who said I want to kill you?”- “You are damn sure acting like it.”- “I just want you to know your place. That’s it.”- “I can relate to that.” – the figure chuckled. “Actually, I’ve been meaning to ask.”
[ During the rule of the God of Time - 5,000 BE* ]*BE – Before Elidy*AE – After ElidyA woman strode forward. Her long legs and slender arms exposed beneath her silky, almost transparent dress. Her massive wings carried her across the sky, leaving behind a powerful gust of wind. Her green, transparent hair, decorated with a dozen golden accessories danced with the breeze. When she landed, the elf guards greeted her with respect. This woman was a stunning beauty, with a slim face, full lips, and a distinctive jawline. She resembled an elf, as she was almost as tall as them. But, her eyes were a lot bigger, and her ears pointer. Her leaf-like wings tucked themselves neatly on her back.- “Lady Ayesha Elmcup, welcome. The royal family is expecting you.”- “Can you call your queen? We don’t have much time.”- “Right away.”The elf queen soon came and the two conversed.- “Ayesha, if you are here, it means…”- “War is coming. He took them. Erased them from existence. The creatures are to
The cavern expanded like some natural ballroom. A tiny hole on the roof paved the way for white-gold rays to shine through. Blessed spirits did their nightly dance, channeling their essence into the magical staff ahead. This place would be a sanctuary in any storm. But, when unwelcomed visitors were to enter, the spirits would release an ear-splitting screech. Just as they did right now. Blood ran down their necks from their raptured eardrums as Aiko and Kana battled their way inside.Aiko had finally mastered her skills, supporting Kana with impenetrable shields and quick healing spells. No matter what the spirits would throw at the sorceress, she kept fighting back. Without Aiko’s endless rejuvenation, Kana wouldn’t be able to come this far. But, with Aiko by her side, she couldn’t care less about the injuries she suffered. Like those sharp stones that sliced her skin, tore apart her dress, and broke her bones. After all, everything would regenerate as soon as it got damaged. These
Barefoot, naked soles on grass… once that was a unique kind of bliss. It felt natural for the grassland to tickle her soles. But now, it was different. Every inch of her skin was covered in deep cuts and bruises. Even walking on the gentle grass felt like running over a billion shards of glass. Her stunning braids, adorned with the most beautiful flowers, came undone. Her short dress was all torn apart. Yet, that pain felt like a passing memory. There was something else that consumed her mind.This young child, a forest spirit, who was supposed to emit this bright and joyful energy, had succumbed to darkness. The kind of darkness that would render anyone insane.She looked at her hands.She looked at her chest.She looked at her own reflection in the pond.Blood. So much blood.The girl tried to wash it clean. Wipe it off. But, it didn’t work. Every time the water went over it, the blood would come back. As a reminder of what she did. She knew it didn’t come from her own wounds. She w
Once hollow, the shadows solidified into a person capable of outrunning even the tracker demons. From her fingertips, fog condensed into an apparition quite like the demons that roamed this place. Creating the perfect distraction for her to pass through. There was no joy in Nora’s eyes, nor a suggestion of a smile, just pure seriousness as she ran across the narrow corridors. If luck would have it, she would leave unscathed.Grey shadows formed into platforms which she used to climb to the top of the tower, and reach that single hole she opened when she infiltrated this place – her only exit strategy. The shadows were like patient clocks, waiting for her feet to land and then disappear. But, the further she ran, the more demons came out. Many emerged from the walls, trying to block her at every turn.Nora would let her eyes see how close they would get. And when they were at the right distance, the tip of her blade would exterminate them. Even the shadows that were steps for her to wa
Stars filled the sky, splitting over the black marble. In this vastness of eternal space, a couple of shadows blended into the dark as their flames died down. Frost grew over their limbs. Soon, ice crystals covered their entire bodies, allowing their brain to empty and become one with the flow. Karma felt the wind blow her hair over her eyes like a choreographed cyclone. In this place, days, seconds, months, and hours didn’t matter. Even the seasons moved like a fast clock, turning and changing in an infinite loop. Walking here rendered their souls to the greatest clarity. How the stars moved where he walked felt as though the galaxy could follow his shadow. Merge with his essence. This young man. He was somewhat too thin for his height. His body seemed malnourished. Stretched even. A very large wooden bead necklace hung on his skinny neck. His extremely pale skin peaked through his loosely fitted robe. His long blond hair was now a dusty grey. It changed with his sudden growth. As
The smell of smoke was one thing, the shaking another. But, it wasn’t the million primitive arthropods that left Yakeru panting, but, the thin air that was difficult to breathe. Ever since they set foot on this plane, getting a breath of fresh air felt like a lucid dream. As soon as the army of giant and heavily deformed metameric creatures fell, the adventurer focused his gaze onward, not letting a single moment pass him by.The gate though solid, it was slowly split open. Massive claws dug deep in the bricks, and on the other side, an ominous presence lingered. The stink. It was polluting his lungs. Like some kind of sewage that had filled with centuries and never got cleaned. A place where corpses would get dumped and stay there for all eternity. Stacked one on top of the other. When the gate swung open, demons and mutated insects swarmed by the dozens. As if they couldn’t wait to feed on this man’s essence.Fire came as a golden ball, igniting the
Merging with the shadows came naturally to Nora. Long time ago, she learned to live rootless, able to transform into the strangest of situations and still appear like everyone else. She has been in the game longer than she can remember, and the ties to her dark self only grew deeper. Her magic allowed her to take any shape she pleased. To command any voice, she deemed necessary. She would walk alone, then select a few others and walk by their side, as if she’d known them for ages. She pinned the tip of her blade in specific points, masking their magical essence with a shadowy cloak. These markings, they saw and heard everything about everyone, like a goldmine of information. The only difference was that her power would only register the voices, images, and thoughts of targets weaker than her. Not a single demon grew wary. But, the fact that most of them were a bunch of mindless brutes, thirsty for blood, made her work a little more taxing than she predicted. She need