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Whitefield: Shattered Realms In preparation
Chapter 83~~ In Preparation ~~Lumberville, Dhemistaria…It was forty minutes after seven in the evening and the two suns had vanished from the sky. The silver full moon stood in their place, dispelling its illuminated light on the realm.Inside a wooden bungalow, seated around the dining table was Ian and his family enjoying a sumptuous meal for the night. They were having boiled rice and stew for dinner. But that wasn’t all; three wide plates were placed on the dining table, each containing different species of fried meat. Ian ate with all seriousness and joy. It had been a very long while since he came to visit or tasted a meal this good. He and Kurt mostly went out to eat or ate cereals when they were broke and had no option. Even with the meals they had in diners and restaurants, Ian wasn’t satisfied. It just couldn’t be compared to the ones his mother made. This… maternal touch and taste was just one of a kind. The only person that had dared to stalemate his mother’s cook
Whitefield: Shattered Realms Hitched
Chapter 84~~ Hitched ~~The Royal Palace, Prime City, Dhemistaria…Amelia Cassius yawned to the dawn of a new day. She sat up on her bed and looked at the curtained windows with squinted eyes. The curtains were as light as veils, so one could easily see through the two wide windows. The veil curtains allowed just the right amount of sunlight to peer into the well decorated room.She tossed the large pink duvet off her body and got off the bed. The bed was so high, it reached her waist as she stood. It was also wide enough to accommodate almost ten people at once.Her armless silver night gown was very transparent and stopped above her knees. She yawned once again with outstretched arms before sitting on the bed. She felt weak in the knees and couldn’t afford to stand for too long.Her eyelids were half-closed as she stared out the window for a couple of seconds. She rubbed her eyes to clear the blurry vision before laying her back on the bed.‘Ugh… I’m so tired! Sophie won’t l
Whitefield: Shattered Realms Karma
Chapter 85~~ Karma ~~Lumberville, Dhemistaria…Bang! Bang! Bang!A short spark flickered from the point of contact. Ian withdrew the hammer and wiped the sweat on his forehead.He was squatted in a roofed carriage, clad in an old brown vest and black leather trousers. His black boots were thick and almost touched his knees.He had just attached the first hinge to the upper part of the door, a task that took him longer than expected due to how sweaty his hands had gotten. He had risen up early and felt the urge to fix the carriage that had laid dormant in the stable ever since he came to this realm. If he could fix it properly and train the horse diligently, his mum and sister would no longer have to waste money on public carriages: and their safety while traveling would be more steeled.Oof… With a short exhale, he picked up the second hinge and placed it firmly on the door and the inner carriage wall. He nailed each side with three nails and rose to his feet with a grunt.“Ugh! Tha
Whitefield: Shattered Realms Convictions
Chapter 86~~ Convictions ~~“K-Khelian?” Amelia stuttered, her steel blue eyes sizing him up just to be sure she wasn’t seeing things.Ian had mixed feelings. Was he to be elated to see her after a year had passed? Was he to be mad that she never even bothered to reach out to him? He couldn’t see her due to the large margin in their status. No one would allow someone like him into the royal palace. He felt she knew this and should have at least sent him a letter or whatever means of nonverbal communication that this realm used.Howbeit, his sentimentality got the best of him. He couldn’t be more happy to finally see her after all these while. She was like a second Kira to him.‘She’s even gotten prettier. Heh… What’s Derek doing here though? And why are they standing so close?’ he kept staring at them blankly, lost in his thoughts.“Khelian? Are you okay?” Amelia asked, noticing how weird his gaze was.Ian snapped out of his thoughts with a chuckle, “It’s nice to finally see you agai
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
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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
