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Whitefield: Shattered Realms Worth
Chapter 87~~ Worth ~~With a short squeak, Amelia got off the bed and nimbly made her way into the bathroom. She came out about fifteen minutes later and sat in front of the dressing mirror. She dried her hair in haste and applied a few creams on different parts of her body. She stood up and sauntered towards her large wardrobe that almost occupied half the length of the wall.She opened it and began to search across the many gowns and dresses hanged in the wardrobe. She took a pause and looked behind her. She could tell from the veil curtains that it wasn’t dawn yet.Sigh… She resumed her search and brought out a plain emerald gown. She put it on easily and checked herself out in the mirror. It had short sleeves and stopped right above her knees.“Hmph…” she hummed, realizing how long it had been that she’d dressed this casual.She turned a few more times to get satiated with her look. Though the sun was not out, she could clearly see her reflection on the mirror; just like the mir
Whitefield: Shattered Realms The Offer
Chapter 88~~ The Offer ~~Sizzle!Recurrent sparks flew here and there around the workshop, while a continuous banging emanated from another part of the underground room.Ian was clad in a pale brown top, brown leather trousers and fur boots. He also had a black apron on and a helmet fitted with a visor.Crouched he was as he welded two iron frames together with a classic MIG welder, birthing sparks that flickered in all directions. With full concentration, he welded the parts from top to a bottom.He raised his helmet with a sigh and cleaned the sweat on his forehead. He dropped the welder and carried the welded parts to a table in front of him.Bang!It landed heavily on the table, rattling the other tools around it. It was the frame for the fuel tank of the bike they were building and it wasn’t far from what Ian had designed. Metal work wasn’t his expertise so he gave himself a nod for still making it look this good.About two meters to his left was the black haired Kurt, beating
Whitefield: Shattered Realms Deal
Chapter 89~~ Deal ~~Amelia nodded, “Yes. Karen told me the kind of work you do and I don’t think it’s a safe thing to do at all.”“But no one is willing to do what I do, to listen to the plea of the less privileged,” Ian shrugged.“She mentioned that too and I’ll see to it,” Amelia assured with a nod.Ian’s brows twitched, “Not to sound stereotypical, but that is what every noble, every Elite says and yet they have nothing to show for it.”Amelia, who was about taking a spoon full of soup took a glance at Ian after his statement and dropped the spoon. He looked really serious and perturbed about the matter, “I see it’d take more than words to convince you.”‘Well, obviously, yes,’ Ian held himself from saying it out loud.He nodded in silence.“You just have to trust me on this. Moreover, it is also the reason why I’m offering you a job at the palace,” she lifted her brows.Ian had his eyes half closed, “At the palace? What job could you possibly offer me at such a place?”She smile
Whitefield: Shattered Realms The Request
Chapter 90~~ The Request ~~A woman walked into a pub in Knoxville at dusk. Her pale white skin was a little wrinkled on the face, her eye bags were black and heavy. Her thick black hair was scattered over her head like a crazed person. But as she entered in her draping black cloak, she put on her hood and dropped her head.She headed straight for the counter and knocked twice on the wooden slab.The chubby, middle-aged bartender took out an order before attending to her. He was bald with full brown beards. His appearance alone gave a foul taste to the woman’s tongue and she almost retched in disgust. One could say she had gone crazy since nothing seemed awful about him.“How may I help you?” the bartender asked with caution. Her mysterious appearance made him feel an eerie ambience around her.“I’m here to see the detective,” she answered in a strained cracked voice, as though she had been sobbing for days.His eyes narrowed as he sized her up. Then he sighed, the ‘detective’ was mu
Whitefield: Shattered Realms Coincidence
Chapter 91~~ Coincidence ~~The Royal Palace, Prime city, Dhemistaria…‘Who would have thought searching for just one kid would become such a hassle?’‘It’s been four hours since I left that poor woman in her house and she’s probably still waiting in hope that I’d return with her son tonight. When in truth, the boy is nowhere to be found. I’ve searched every nook and cranny of Prime city and the environ villages, but he still remains a ghost. I can’t even feel his movement through space; I know I might not have perfected that ability but it feels like he’s nonexistent. Like he’s a ghost.’“Ian? Are you listening to me?” Princess Amelia snapped her fingers at his face and he jolted back to reality.He rubbed his temple with two fingers, “Sorry, you were saying?”She folded her hands to hold her breasts up and taut, “What were you thinking about?”“Tch. Nothing important. You don’t have to worry about it,” he answered casually while drifting his eyes across the room from edge t
Whitefield: Shattered Realms Deeper than it seems
Chapter 92~~ Deeper than it seems ~~Hum!The five strange men hummed and moved around the caged boy in rhythm. The moonlight beaming from the only window in the room, casted a spotlight on the boy. He was furled up like a hedgehog, his head swaying from side to side as he seemed to have lost consciousness. The movement of his head was in accordance to the men’s humming.Ian's fingers were trembling on the shelf's wall as he watched from the dark. He was more curious and not even close to being afraid, but the eerie aura exuding the men felt like he was placed before a chained beast, gnawing at him ferociously, trying to break free of its chains and devour him.Though he had fortified his mind, his body kept reacting to stimuli.‘What is this place? Who are they? What do they plan to do with him?’ Ian's head ached from the multiple questions running through it, which he couldn’t answer.Two minutes into the humming and mysterious walk in a circle, five pillars of blue translucent lig
Whitefield: Shattered Realms Insubordination
Chapter 93~~ Insubordination ~~The two suns has just risen at the break of dawn, showering the realm of Dhemistaria with their warm yellow light.Prince Raymond Cassius walked out of the palace in a plain white shirt and blood red trousers. His shoes were wine and glistered under the sunlight. His long blonde hair was neatly combed and tied into a ponytail.With both hands in his pockets, he raised his chin and made his way out of the royal grounds. He’d nod once or twice as the palace guards greeted him with their heads dropped.He walked further away from the palace and into the streets of Prime City. The span of houses and crossroads he had walked into was where the high ranking nobles lived. From councilors, to sages, advisers, and a few Elites.The houses here looked really modern and had this hue of class surrounding them. Even those who lived in other parts of Prime city would be wowed by the buildings’ architecture.Unfazed by the obviously display of wealth and pride, Princ
Whitefield: Shattered Realms Conscience
Chapter 94~~ Conscience ~~Gasp!Ian sprung up on his bed with a sharp gasp. He squeezed his blanket tightly as he heaved heavily for breath. His upper body was bare and dripping with sweat.It took almost a minute for his racing heart to regain normalcy and he finally caught his breath. He rested his back with a grunt and wiped his face.‘One night in this place and I’m already having nightmares. I have to leave as soon as possible.’He let go of his blanket to have a look at his palms.Glitch!Cut scenes from his nightmare began to replay in his head in no specific order. One moment he could see the whole of Dhemistaria in ruins, next he saw himself having a casual dinner party with Kurt and Karen, then the next scene was a bloody massacre of everyone he knew in Dhemistaria. He could see Karen and Kurt creeping towards him with torn limbs and cracked skulls.“Why didn’t you warn us? Why didn’t you save us?”“You killed him! You don’t belong here!”He could hear their screams and cr
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Epilogue
Epilogue… His lush golden hair swayed gently to the whispering wind as he enjoyed a hot cup of tea. He had his legs crossed, seated on a boulder by the crackling fire place. He picked the cup from its saucer and was about to take a sip when the entirety of “that” metaphysical plane shook to its cognitive foundations. The wind howled to the furious distortion in space. The cup in his hand cracked and shattered to pieces, the liquid drying up instantly. As though the space before him was an invisible wall, it rippled as a hand punctured it. A second hand came through and simultaneously, they pulled space apart like a soft piece of fabric. It was the silver-white haired, crystal-blue eyed Ian Whitefield, that walked out of the rip in space. It mended itself as he completely walked through. His crystal-blue eyes were a bit pale under the umbrella of his arched eyelashes. His face was stern as he stood on a spot, glaring at his father, Ghordon. Ghordon dusted off the ceramic crumbs on
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Wistfulness
Chapter 125 ~ Wistfulness ~ Ian, Amelia and Raymond, along with their two captives, entered the realm of Knyghts. They met the realm in ruins. Most of the realm had been decimated and leveled to ash and soot. The atmosphere was damp; the clouds were dark grey and ash dripped down the sky like a snow shower. Though, at the moment of their entry, the realm was quite serene, it was pretty much obvious that a war had broken out — a fierce one. The soaring Saphira spotted Rhegalius Claive and landed beside him. The trio alighted the saddle and they had a long talk. The Knyght told them how Dhamon instigated an invasion to the Upper realm but Knyghtstead refused to join, hence putting a big bull’s eye on the realm’s back. He told them how Oregon and the realm of giants breached Knyghtstead and wrecked havoc. Well… the Knyghts were actually faring well, but couldn’t fight at their peak because of the civilians; to avoid casualties. So they tried their best to corner the opposition and push
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Aftermath
Chapter 124 ~~ Aftermath ~~ Ian watched King Dhamon fade to oblivion like he never existed. He had his eyes fixated on that spot for about two minutes before raising his head to the turbulent sky and exhaled. He dropped his head and sat on the edge of the slanted building. He kept staring at his dangling legs, sighing at intervals. ‘Is it really over? The all powerful King Dhamon is gone… Well, not all powerful… Mother Knox said he was on par with some demi-gods and yet… I-I just defeated him?’ He held his head and rested his elbows on his thighs, ‘It feels so unreal. I was wielding only a fragment of Ghordon’s essence and it was more than enough to kill him. Wait… Did I just kill someone?’ his eyes dilated for a moment, then he sighed. ‘Tch. He was no longer human.’ “How are you faring, little god?” Mother Knox appeared out of thin air and sat next to Ian. Normally, he’d have been startled but he wasn’t. He tilted his head to take a glance at her, then retracted his eyes to his
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Space-Time
Chapter 123 ~ Space-Time ~ ‘This feels… Incredible. It’s like my mind has been opened to several possibilities, several ways I can use my blessing. Ways I could never think of.’ Ian floated around the shattered spaces rocks, mesmerized by the thoughts running through his head. Various attacks and counter measures skimmed through his mind; attacks that made him sure he'd win even with his spatial blessing alone. He raised his right hand and fixated it on Dhamon. The latter had just obliterated the asteroids surrounding him out of frustration. With the King locked in his bull’s eye, he fisted his palm and drew it back. Space warped around Dhamon and pulled him towards Ian in an Instant. However, Dhamon had readied a fist blazing with nether whilst in motion. As he got in proximity with Ian, he lunged his fist at his face. But then, space distorted to Ian's call and the young man vanished while a large asteroid simultaneously took his place. Dhamon ended up punching the asteroids to
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Fifteen Percent?
Chapter 122 ~~ Fifteen percent? ~~ Specks of blue essence dissociated gradually from Ghordon’s body and seeped into Ian's chest. By now, Ghordon’s right arm and a part of his shoulder had dissociated completely. Ian's brows kept twitching as he tried to maintain an undeterred focus on the process. His hand would quiver in intervals as he resisted the urge to let go of Ghordon’s hand. “Stay calm, Ian. The calmer you are, the faster the merge,” Ghordon said with a soothing voice. With his eyes still closed, Ian grunted, “This is taking too long. Everyone is in danger. I can feel it.” Ghordon sighed, “That’s why I need you to clear your mind. The faster we do this, the better we have a chance of saving everyone.” Rumble! A tremor shook the metaphysical plane, almost swiping Ghordon and Ian off their feet. They staggered from side to side, still holding onto each other. “What was that?” Ian asked. Ghordon’s eyes narrowed, “It’s too soon.” Ian raised a brow, “It feels like somet
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Domain of Darkness
Chapter 121~ Domain of Darkness ~“Athena, the goddess of storms and Metallurgy,” Dhamon said, coming to a stop a few meters away from her. Then he bowed slightly, “My apologies. It's Mother Knox, isn’t it?”Mother Knox stared at the Dhemistarian in disdain. She could tell from their proximity and the malevolent aura exuding him, that he had risen to the level of a demigod. She creased her brows as she felt him getting stronger even as he spoke. His contact with the Upper dimension where primordial cosmic energies flowed freely might be acting as a catalyst to his godhood affinity.“It burdens me how everyone adores and worships you, calling you the goddess of this, the goddess of that. When in truth you’re nothing but a copied waste product of the true gods themselves,” Dhamon spoke like he was on his throne. His boldness before the demigoddess was unmatched. “You should tell everyone the truth that you’re a false god.”“And you think you can become a true god yourself?” Mother Knox
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Rumble
Chapter 120~~ Rumble ~~The Upper Dimension, Mother Knox's realm…Mabel's long brown hair was in a fluttering frenzy as she dashed forward in zigzags, dodging the lashing tentacles from the gigantic octopus. Amelia stood on its head, doing nothing but watching her animals take care of the enemy.Mabel had taken down only two of the large wild animals that were made of rocks and plants. Her anger and frustration was clearly visible on her face. They weren’t made of flesh and blood, so killing them was kind of pointless and underwhelming. All she wanted was a simple bloodbath, and could only get that from a living creature. That’s why she was still moving forward — to maul Amelia. The thought of taking her back alive had eloped her. She had been overwhelmed by her beastly side.A long shadow suddenly loomed over her and she raised her head to see two tentacles descending towards her. Her glowing blue eyes brightened under her arched brows.Roar!She let out a concentrated a sonic roar,
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The Siege
Chapter 119~ The Siege ~Knyghtstead…Conner jolted forward on his chair as the bell rang loudly, reverberating around the tall tower. He swayed his brown hair back and stood up, leaning towards the window frame of the tower’s peak. He could see the rift — that was over a kilometer away from them, ripple continuously.“He’s back…” he whispered to himself and scurried around the small open room. At the bottom edge of each window frames were protruded circular bricks with foreign carvings engraved on them. Setting his mind and body at peace, he touched each one with his palm, imbuing them with his qi before pushing them into the wall.Clang!As he pushed the last one in, the rift went to a standstill. A few seconds later, the shape of a door appeared beneath the rift. One could see Dhemistaria at the other side and the silhouette of a tall man. The man walked through from Dhemistaria to Knyghtstead in matter of seconds, as though he was moving from one room to the other. The door dissi
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Spawning the Siege
Chapter 118~~ Spawning the Siege ~~Huntsville, Earth…|Department of Defense and Technology — D.O.D.T|Inside the 50th floor of the sky high building….The pulsing yellow portal shone brightly before closing up.Mr. Patterson straightened the few wrinkles on his black suit by pulling the fringes. He sighed as the portal closed and plopped to his swiveling black chair.He remained seated for minutes, swiveling from side to side, deep in thoughts.‘Hmmm. I never thought he’d initiate it so soon, something must have gone wrong. I still have a lot of preparation to do, more men and more power,’ he stopped his chair from turning and leaned forth, placing his hands on the table. ‘Luckily, I’ve been preparing twice as hard. I should have enough for Huntsville. That’s a start. The fear and death should full him enough.’His lips curved up to a smirk, his black eyes exuding this… malicious intent.He rose to his feet and walked out of his office. Taking the elevator, he descended to the last
