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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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