In a certain location, somewhere on the outskirts of Luckage city, but not too far from the cities borders, there was an abundance of very tall trees.So tall that it was difficult to see the birds nests that nestled at the top of the tree.Each tree was absurdly thin, so thin that it was a stretch to even call them trees, yet their leaves spread out so far, that even though each tree was roughly 10 meters apart, it's branches and leaves touched and intertwined with one another.They stretched so far and bundles so much, that the shadow it cast remained both day and night, allowing only a little sunlight- enough to make the lighting resemble that of a calm afternoon- to pass through its leaves.For this reason and this reason alone, travelers called it the umbrella forest, others called it the tall overcast forest, and the locals at Luckage city and the small settlements around it, all called it evernoon.The lush peaceful green nature of the ground that slowly went up and down in slo
As Julian stood in front of the approaching carriages, he wore a tired nonchalant sour look on his face.The sound of the approaching carriages became louder and louder, and the sour look on his face became even more so as he recalled the look on Sidney's face."Damn freeloader..." He said as he recalled the words that he told to Sidney, "why the hell did I even tell him that?..." He thought to himself.A few images flashed through his mind, one where he was on the floor with someone standing over him, with a hot rod, one where he stood over dead bodies, one where he cried in the rain, one where he was freezing and had frostbite on his fingertips.As the images flashed through, his face became even more sour, "pfft! Hell? You haven't seen shit yet" he said as he raised up his hand.The carts were now up close, and the very first one stopped right in front of Julian.Seeing him, the guard riding shotgun was the first to hop off and walk towards Julian, who had a nonchalant look on his
The trek back to his cell was silent. There was still all the noise from the jail cells as usual, but it was quieter than usual.Neither Kipple, nor any of the other Drakemen warriors that accompanied him said a single word. And with a bag over his head, Earl didn't say anything either.It's not like he was particularly talkative since he arrived here. The Drakemen weren't exactly so kind to talk with him either, so it wasn't anything new.But that wasn't the reason for the silence, that much was known by everyone. The Drakemen warriors were escorting a zombie back to its cell, a man who had died and came back to life. That's why they were silent.And what's more, after Earl--a human--was able to take down Nonomo, a beast considered nigh unbeatable even by the superior Drakemen, he did so with powers they had never seen or heard of, and with a smile that he couldn't seem to erase from his face.Even now, he was smiling under the bag over his head.As he and Kipple continued to walk, t
Earl sat with his stats open in front of him. All were significantly higher than as far back as he could remember, but he didn't have any problems with that.What he wanted to address was the 195 unread system messages. So he wasted no time in addressing them.The first ten to twenty messages were very similar. They were repeated messages of having a system error, the system trying to reboot, failing to reboot, and then trying all over again.The next twenty messages were messages of successful rebooting, but failing to start up.The next thirty messages were messages of the system manually rebooting and restricting certain sections of the system.The next thirty messages were a lot more concerning. They were off his resistance stat resisting different poisons, as well as some of his spiritual energy being consumed to increase his stamina, strength, and resistance stat specifically to increase his chances of survival.With that, he had made it past his first hundred unread messages.T
Earl, still overcome with Grief and sadness was hit with a bit of shock and confusion when he heard what his dad had said."Earl White, your alchemy is Greed"To be fair, Earl had never really understood just what exactly his alchemy was or how it worked, but frankly he didn't care much.As someone who'd lived without alchemy nearly all his life, getting an alchemy was all that really mattered to him.He never really cared about how or why, all he wanted was to become an Alchemist.He named his alchemy White Alchemy on the fly without even knowing what his alchemy was or how it worked, and he always wondered and found it strange how the system had just asked him to name his alchemy without even knowing what it was.But like earlier mentioned he'd never really cared. The mere fact of getting an alchemy just overwhelmed him to the point where he was completely happy just having one without knowing how it worked.He could do an AP shot, Bang, and he knew that his alchemy form was clouds,
Sidney rode faster and faster on the back of Gy, trying desperately to catch up with the ORA agent."I'll capture you at any cost," he said to himself while going as fast as he could.The ORA agent turned back and locked eyes with Sidney, "I'm being followed!?" He grunted while sprinting.The distance was closing fast between the two, it was only a matter of time before Sidney would catch up with him."Wait... I've seen that kid before! It's the one from Welgrid!" He grunted before dipping his hand into his pockets, pulling out a walkie talkie."Come in Alpha," there was a slight buzz on the walkie talkie, but eventually someone responded, "what is it Bravo?" "I'm being pursued by the Dragon Bandits, and they've got one of the kids from Welgrid with them.""Did you say a kid from Welgrid? As in Wallace's academy?" He turned behind him to confirm, "yes, it's definitely one of them!""And what's more it's the failure of project zero, I've clashed with him before," he said with a grunt i
Sidney stood his ground, gasping with his arms in front of him and his feet dug into the floor beneath them.Blood ran down the side of his head. His stomach churned, he could barely open one of his eyes from the excessive swelling , his nose was bloody, his mouth was bloody... Still, he was standing.He stood there, his gaze fixed to his opponent. "Think Sidney," he said to himself, "how the heck does this guy's alchemy work?" His opponent in question, sewn-mouth, was completely unscathed—aside from the initial blows and damage Sidney managed to land and incur.He stood with a smile on his face, "what was that about you only leaving a hand undamaged? Something about you beating me?" He laughed.Sidney remained quiet with a straight look on his face. "This makes no sense. I have no idea how he's doing it... He says a word and then I find myself beaten on the floor," thought Sidney.He held out his bloody thumb dripping with blood and waved it violently at his opponent. The blood flew
By using the ants that he summoned as a sort of auto zapper for himself, Sidney could finally keep up with sewn-mouth.He did this by issuing a small command to all of his ants on his arm, the moment he stopped moving or his brainwaves stopped or slowed down for whatever reason, they would explode one by one till he began moving again.This was his ultimate plan.This way whether or not he could bypass it with self-inflicted pain or by not being able to hear his command, he would bypass his spell one way or another.Sidney rushed out towards sewn-mouth with his arm thrown back. He stopped right in front of him and planted his feet on the floor.He swung hard at sewn-mouth, their two fists clashed in a heavy test of strength. Sidney's small frame up against the hulking figure of the ORA agent.The two hand a short standoff."This kid's strength!... I'm semi-king tier when it comes to strength, and this kid is matching me after being beaten so badly!?" Thought sewn-mouth.Sidney threw