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Whitefield: Shattered Realms Miss Selene
Chapter 15 ~~ Miss Selene ~~ Unknown location. Unknown time…. “You let them escape!!??” a voice boomed across the dimly lit hall, that contained nothing but two silhouettes, standing many feet apart. The silhouette by the door, knelt down on a knee with their head bowed, “My apologies…”, the voice was feminine, “They were too strong--” The other cut in with a deep male voice, “Too strong? Too strong!? You’re a mystic of the Elites, and you dare call a degenerate blessing user, strong?” The female shuddered in fright at the sound of his voice. “How far you have fallen, Selene. You used to own a pack, but here you are, frail as a child’s limbs,” the man smacked his tongue, shaking his head. “Please, Lord. I request for one more opportunity. I promise not to be a disappointment this time,” Selene begged with a cracked voice. She was at the brink of tears. “Hehe…” he laughed with a deep voice. “Your luck has run out. No more chances for you.” Her lips quivered, “Please, my Lord--
Whitefield: Shattered Realms Search Party
Chapter 16 ~~ Search Party ~~ Ian helped his mum get on her feet and walked her to the dining, where she sat on a chair, resting her back with a sniff. He removed another chair from the table and sat in front of her, passing her a napkin from the table. “Mum, please, I need you to calm down and tell me everything,” Ian requested with a serious face and gentle tone. He wanted to know which ‘Selene’ she was referring to. If it was the ‘Selene’ he had in mind, then his missing sister, Avery, was right all along. Jocelyn cleaned the tears from her eyes, wiped her nose and then sniffed, trying her best to hold another round of tears in. Ian tapped his feet on the ground, time was going and they shouldn’t linger any longer. But he couldn’t complain, he knew the trauma his mom was going through and she needed time to recollect herself. Not like he wasn’t scared or saddened, he had just gone through some recent encounters that has made him to act rather calmly. No doubt the Mystic Wolf ha
Whitefield: Shattered Realms Finding Avery
Chapter 17 ~~ Finding Avery ~~ Peter and his men moved out of the house with only one goal in mind — To rescue Avery. They had boarded their jeeps and were about to vacate the premises, when Ian and Chase ran out of the house, shouting for them to stop. Peter poked his head out of the driver’s window, “What is it?” “Where coming too,” Ian said amid pants. Peter frowned, “No, you’re not. I can’t risk loosing you too.” Ian just raised a brow with a slightly opened mouth. Did Peter really care that much about him? “Aww. Such fatherly love,” Chase’s whisper taunted his ears and he pushed the former aside. “We done?” Peter asked, when Ian didn’t reply him. “No! How are you gonna find her without him! He’s the only one that knows where she is!” Chase raised his voice, pointing at Ian. Peter smacked his tongue and gave an air quote while he spoke, “You know I don’t still buy the whole ‘she called you and told you where she is’ thing.” “But it’s true,” Ian defended the lie. “Yeah,
Whitefield: Shattered Realms Hunters. Agents. Lycan.
Chapter 18~~ Hunters. Agents. Lycan. ~~“What the h*ll!?”Peter, Marc and the rest of Agents were utterly stunned. Their eyes were opened wide in bewilderment. They were more of confused than surprised though.They had caught a full glimpse of the Mystic Wolf the other night when Ian was attacked. So, there wasn't much surprise there. But for the fact that some people actually had the guts to face it head on with just swords, didn't make sense to them. They felt left out; there were things surrounding this 'killings and attacks' that were left in the dark.And weren't they supposed to meet Ms.Selene at this location? Or maybe they took the wrong route.Peter moved his neck left and right like a camera, scanning the terrain for his daughter. He knew they've come to the right place. This ongoing battle before them couldn't just be a mere coincidence. Maybe Ms.Selene could somehow manipulate the Mystic Wolf or something. He wasn't sure, but knew she and Avery were close by.~Over ten
Whitefield: Shattered Realms Fight To Finish
Chapter 19 ~~ Fight To Finish ~~ Night had fallen completely and the blue crescent moon shone at its peak. An ambience of calmness and serenity was dispelled from the moonlit sky, showering on Huntsville like the morning dew. A green dirt bike rode fast through the woods, maneuvering through trees and stomps. Kira cuddled firmly to Ian’s waist as they sped through the woods. Ian didn’t slow down, he rode as fast as he could. If in any situation they were to crash, their worn helmets were there to safeguard them. All he had on his mind was saving his little sister, Avery. Mia’s car couldn’t go fast due to its size, and had to take cleared routes, sometimes turning and turning before heading in the right direction. So, she and Chase were a little far behind. Then, they heard a loud shout from nearby. Its pitch was as that of a male with deep voice. Ian instantly recognized the voice. “Peter,” he muttered before turning in the direction of the scream. He spotted the Mystic wolf tow
Whitefield: Shattered Realms Serenity
Chapter 20 ~~ Serenity ~~ Everyone – The hunters, Peter, Marc, Kira. They were all resuscitated by the wave dispelled by Ian earlier. The Hashimotos were the first to regain consciousness and they met with Ian. They thanked him for saving their lives, but as usual, he was modest and told them it was nothing. Though, he was shocked as to how they knew he was the one that did it, since they were unconscious at the time. “Err… H-How did you guys know I was the one that did it?” he asked humbly whilst rubbing the back of his neck. “Well, firstly, you were the only one standing,” Tadashi shrugged. ‘Of course. So obvious!’ Ian face palmed. “And… We know who you truly are,” Tadashi added. “Huh? You do?” Ian wasn’t shocked, but rather, curious. “Can you tell me more about me? Even I don’t get what an Aeon is,” he smiled, scratching the back of his neck in embarrassment. “Yes. Of course. But… Not here…” Asuma nodded while looking around to see Peter slowly waking up. She nodded at Tada
Whitefield: Shattered Realms Welcome
Chapter 21 ~~ Welcome ~~ Ian yelled with bulged eyes as he moved at light speed through a tunnel of many colors. His body was curved forward from the inundating inertia. His deep grey eyes reflected the bright multicolor. Just then, the walls of the multicolored tunnel, cracked. They cracked again till they exploded to shards of colorful glasses and a very bright beam of light gushed in, causing the freaked out Ian to close his eyes shut. Darkness, took over… ~ With soft moans, Ian slowly opened his eyes and was met with a blurry vision. He had to blink a few times, before getting a much clearer view. He felt peace and serenity rule his entire being. It was as though he had passed through a rejuvenation chamber — if there was anything like that. He sniffed in and exhaled. Then he began to move his limbs; his fingers and toes. He raised his arms over his face and took a glance at his hands, before dropping them. He did not know what prompted him to do so, but he just did it. He k
Whitefield: Shattered Realms Real or Surreal
Chapter 22 ~~ Real or Surreal ~~ At that moment, he heard a voice. A deep voice so bold and authentic. A voice resounding with joy and authority. A voice that said… “Welcome, to Dhemistaria!” “What the hell!?” Ian’s eyes narrowed at first, then a certain realization dawned on him and his eyes went wide, his mouth letting out a gasp. “Dhemistaria? No way! That’s… That’s…” He instantly recalled what Ms. Selene, the Mystic Wolf him told him. Dhemistaria was the other realm she came from, and also called it Ian’s homeland. He also remembered her last words to him… “Dhemistaria awaits you, Aeon.” But how was it possible that he was here? What brought him to this other realm? Is this real or not? Normally, he’d have passed it off as a dream, but no, this felt too real. It was as though he had been here his whole life. He felt attached and familiar with this Dhemistaria. What about those memories he had… “Khelian?” A feminine voice that was cracked and worried, pierced his ears. It
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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