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Whitefield: Shattered Realms Bon Voyage
Chapter 110~~ Bon Voyage ~~“Now, inhale and hold for ten seconds… Then exhale slowly,” Rachel instructed as she plucked the last needle out of his back.Ian did as she said and ended up smiling in relief. He felt rejuvenated and pulsing with energy. He rolled on his back and sat up on the table. He looked at his palm, folding and unfolding it continuously. Then he closed his eyes and exhaled.Warp!He vanished and reappeared instantaneously, as though he never left. He had translocated over to Saphira's side and back.Rachael sized him up in smiles, “Heh… someone’s pumped up.”Ian stood up from the table and dropped his head in a bow, “Thank you for doing this, ma'am.”Rachael gave him a puzzled look, “What are you doing?”Ian raised his head, “In Dhemistaria, it’s normal courtesy for one to appreciate the other, especially when they’re older, with a respectful gesture.”Rachael scoffed and began folding the white cloth on the table, “Well this isn’t Dhemistaria. We don’t practice s
Whitefield: Shattered Realms The Shadow lands
Chapter 111~ The Shadow lands ~Prince Raymond raised his right hand, in an attempt to use his shadow blessing, but to his dismay, there wasn’t any source of light in the gray land.The beast by his left raised its hand with claw-like fingers and swung at him. Raymond jumped back in reflex and the hand missed. However, he ended up in the arms of the beast behind him. The beast tucked its arms below Raymond’s shoulders and held him down. The other two, with a quick glance and growls, lunged at him.Raymond struggled in the arms of the beast behind him, swinging his legs and wriggling his body, but the beast’s grip was solid.The two that had lunged at him, swung their hands in a ferocious manner, leaving deep cuts and bloody claw marks on his torso. His shirt was ripped to shreds, his skin lopped off layer after layer. The wounds were so deep one could see his ribs. Blood flowed, though they had no color.Raymond’s eyes were wide open as he stared at his body in a daze. After all was
Whitefield: Shattered Realms One Enemy, One Goal
Chapter 112~~ One Enemy, One Goal ~~“Very well,” Shadow god, Rutha, rose to his feet.“You shall become that which you requested for…” he started whilst reaching for his broad sword by the side of his throne. It kept exuding thick wisps of darkness. He turned to the bowing prince and began walking down the stairs, “… You will be mine from this day henceforth. Your service will be without question, undying, and without failure.”He stopped before Raymond, “Lift your head.”Raymond obliged without question.Rutha raised his sword and placed it on Raymond’s shoulders, one after the other, while saying, “I hereby bestow upon you an open channel to my might and power. No matter where you are, or when you are, call me and I shall answer!”Thoom!Raymond’s head went back as his body stiffened all of a sudden. A malevolent surge of darkness rippled through his body like washing waves in the sea.“Argh!!” he yelled in excruciating pain as the top layer of his skin peeled off completely — fro
Whitefield: Shattered Realms Calm before the Storm
Chapter 113~ Calm before the Storm ~Flame after flame, portal after portal, the blue scaled dragon, Saphira, kept breaching through space times without number, without taking a moment to rest.The glow from the blue crystal, that hovered between her horns, intensified, pulling the dragon faster. Saphira created another flaming portal and pierced through like an arrow.Warp!Space distorted on an aggravated scale as they came out of the other end, the crystal shattering to specks of blue dust, that scattered into the atmosphere. Saphira almost lost her balance due to the swift but turbid distortion. She flapped her wings heavily and leaned back, descending to the ground with her feet extended.Thud!She landed with her feet breaking the ground and even further as her inertia pushed her some meters forward. She put herself to a halt and dropped her fore-feet on the ground.“It seems we’re here?” Ian jumped down from the saddle, his curiosity piqued.Prince Raymond aided Princess Ameli
Whitefield: Shattered Realms Origin Point
Chapter 114~~ Origin Point ~~“Eons ago, Ghordon was born into a pantheon of gods. He was also the son of the Skyfather — the most powerful and ruler of the pantheon. The joy and merry of the Skyfather, his mother and other gods, that a first son had been born into the royal lineage, soon dwindled and degraded into sorrow and disgust as the child grew. “Aside the usual physiology possessed by every god, child Ghordon exhibited no other ability. He was powerless, weak and hence disrespected. His mother would weep every time she set her eyes on him, cursing the day he was born. He was a dejected prince, an unworthy heir to lead the next generation of gods. Decades passed and he grew in loneliness and regret. His father never once spoke to him ever since it was discovered that he was deformed.“Tired and frustrated of the piercings stares from everyone he walked by, tired of the heavy burden placed on his shoulders, Ghordon left the realm and vowed to come back stronger. It was during
Whitefield: Shattered Realms Uninvited Guests
Chapter 115~ Uninvited Guests ~“What kind of ritual?” Ian asked.“Come with me,” Mother Knox replied and rose to her feet. The gentle wind intensified a bit as she stood up, her large long sleeves fluttering, likewise her silver long hair.From their perspective and with her standing before the sun, made her look akin to a descending angel from the heavens.“You’re still seated? Get on you feet,” she commanded in a motherly tone.The Dhemistarians snapped from their daze and rose to their feet.“So… is it going to be like an incantation ritual, sacrificial or a blood ritual?” Ian asked as he rummaged his head for more types of rituals. The only ones he had experienced lately was with the Phantom in Whitegrail and the Sages at the palace. He was hoping it to be the former and not the latter.With a chuckle, the demi-goddess put out her right hand and began to wave it slowly across the air, “Oh there’ll be blood alright.”“Excuse me?!” Ian would have said but was too stunned to even s
Whitefield: Shattered Realms No Holds Barred
Chapter 116~~ No Holds Barred ~~“Did you here that, Mabel?” Derek scoffed. “He thinks he can take us all, by himself.”“He’s one cocky bastard, isn’t he?” Maybe grinned, her irises glowing blue, her fangs and claws jutting out. With a growl, she said, “He’s mine--”“So that if you beat him, he’d say he was holding back because you’re a girl? No. Let’s make this fair,” his irises glowed yellow, his fangs dripping with thirst for blood, his claws itching to maul. “Handle the princess… He’s mine.”“Ugh… She better be strong as they say,” Mabel grunted and shot towards Amelia in a blurring speed.Whoosh!The grasses danced roughly at the flitting speed of her feet. She closed the distance between them in less than two seconds. Rubbing shoulders with Raymond, she moved further and lunged her claws at Amelia that was behind him. But then, the weirdest thing happened. She realized she couldn’t move any further. With her hand lunged out, she stood frozen on a spot. It was then she noticed t
Whitefield: Shattered Realms Meetings
Chapter 117~ Meetings ~King Dhamon Cassius opened his eyes, staring into the void. He was floating naked amid totally darkness and emptiness. The darkness was so thick, he felt himself drowning from his pressure. He raised his hands and dropped his head, trying to take a look at himself, but he saw nothing.He kept wandering in the void until the blanket of darkness cracked and burst open, ushering and immense intensity of golden light. Its presence made every boy of darkness flee.Dhamon dropped his hands after barely adjusting to the bright light. With squinted eyes, he stared at a being situated at the epicenter of the expanding golden light.The being had golden hair and golden irises, his face gorgeous and yet domineering. He was clad in a golden flowing robe.Dhamon’s jaw dropped.If the being wasn’t so big, it made Dhamon look like a speck of dust, he wouldn’t have been flabbergasted.His lips quivered, recognizing the godlike being before him, “G-Ghordon?”Ghordon’s face we
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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
