You gain power from human beings. Arekin created human beings, which means you draw power from his creation, and that is just a tiny portion of his power. As a fellow celestial I warn you, only challenge him for the seat of a brother god, but do not challenge him for the seat of heaven! I once had a brother like you, ambitious and overconfident. He thought he could go against him. I warned him but he did not listen. He is now but a mere footnote, his name was Alestio. Ever since he clashed with him, he does not even remember his time in heaven realm, he lost all his memories.”The Great Link looked into Arni’s eyes and saw sincerity staring back. He knew his words carried no bluff.“And why were you banished?”“If I ever reveal the truth about my banishment that would be the day I seize to exist, so I warn you once again. Stop digging into it, it will only make him more aggravated and it will not end well for you.”The Great Link made a reviling face as he vanished. His visit did not
She slapped his arm as she got up and dusted the dirt under her skirt, aggravated and pleased at the same time. “Moron! It's clear the cold was killing you and this is the thanks I get for trying to save your life!” she then walked away, angry because he joked about the first pot of tea she ever made for someone and pleased because that was the first time they have ever had a real conversation, well at least it was close to one. “Wait...” Daito whispered to her before she got far. Alicia swallowed nervously. She tried to mask her unease, “What, you still have another insult you just couldn't repress.” " I need to ask you something.” In an instant, the air seemed to have shifted. The whistling wind halted abruptly and the screeching crickets finished their annoying recitals. Daito's ‘magic’ kicked in and Alicia slowly walked back. “I, I wanted you to...tell me about Drom. How’s he doing?” Daito inquired, angling his head further. Perhaps he didn't want Alicia to see the expression
Daito picked up the dagger, he slowly impaled himself, Alicia watched on as the blade tardily made its way into his torso. It rested spiked for a while before he pulled it out and opened the grimoire and drew an emblem over one of the pages. Soon after Anato Strider, Dakario, the 5th head and seven of the eight assassins sprang up from a teleportation circle. Alicia was further away, from where Daito had appeared. Daito struggled to walk up to them clenching on his chest. The fifth head dashed to him and started chanting some incantation Alicia had heard before when they were in the woods, "I call to you great presence. Heed to my orison and grant me your unfathomable power! For we serve you, o great link, our path to Tomasa!" the gushing wound on Daito's chest immediately closed up. The fifth head had in his hands the chest that was in Daito's room. He opened it up and handed Daito the long cloak that was inside. Daito draped it over his shoulders. The others gathered up around him
On the west side of the battlefield, the refugees had managed to squeeze themselves out of the line of fire. The army had surrounded their escape to make sure no foreign hostile could reach them. “State guards! Go help him!” Thomas shouted the order to Robert and his comrades. They were hesitant for a moment, unsure of the perception of their eyes. The last time they checked their king was dead, completely dead. But after five years there he was, running towards them. “What are you waiting for! They are closing in on him, get to him before they do!” Reene was the first to advance, thumping Valmon on his shoulder and jolting his senses back into action. Robert, on the other hand, needed no wake-up call, as soon as he saw Reene take off he was hot on his trail. Salron the cowardice was the last to advance. Tyndale's army was closing in on them, fast. They noticed the small group breaking up from the larger formation and some of them focused their attention on them. Although they we
While respectful acts such as these were expected to be conducted in the king's presence, the king himself did not like it when people knelt and bowed before him as if he were some deity. He was one of those people who never followed what society expected of him.On most days, you'd see him strolling around the town market, stopping to talk with the vendors for hours. He'd finally end up purchasing something he'd never need. He once purchased a broom and returned with it to the castle, for some unknown reason.For most days, he was never in his castle, preferring instead to walk the streets and go wherever his adventurous nature took him. Finding him in his palace was challenging on most days, but finding him seated on his throne was almost impossible.Word would have gotten out one night that he stayed in a church east of town, and on other days that he was seen weeding a vegetable garden for a children's home deep in the valley. People respected him because of that.As if to test hi
Jrue swung his twin blades with malicious intent. Though it wasn’t him succumbing to all those terrifying blows they were so brutal that he felt the impact of his raw strength. Before his blades could gain momentum he was rudely picked off the ground with an inhumane tackle. He was driven to the wall, the impact so violent it pushed the bricks out of position. Once he was pinned to the wall a flurry of punches started coming his way. The iron-like knuckles dug into his face, he felt like a hammer pounding his cheeks. His mouth filled with blood. The relentless attacks were halted by a deafening sound of a metal bar striking Tyndale’s skull. It seemed to have less of an effect on the ravaging beast. Lora was overpowered to the ground once more. He was moving so fast the two siblings felt like they were being attacked at the same time even though both of them had been flung across the room. His furry boots stomped Lora’s guts relentlessly. She was almost passing out from the unbearabl
Tyndale felt a severe force push his right shoulder, blue blinding light whisked past his ear, after a while, a sharp pain accompanied the disturbance. He looked to his right and noticed the burning flesh searing off his shoulder. Daito stood behind him pointing his palm towards his direction. He promptly fired another shot when he saw the tyrant charge towards him. Skillfully evading the attempt, Tyndale slid across the mud, taking out Daito’s feet. On his descent, Daito was met with a stiffing blast of heat that choked the air out of his lungs. The blast shot him up the air. Tyndale aimed another blast at him, but before he could gather his stance he was tackled to the ground and both their bodies glided across the mud turning them brown. Tyndale was surprisingly outmatching the duo of Daito and Jericho in certain moments. He flung a blast towards the beast and tackled Daito to the ground. Pinning him to the muddy floor. As Daito struggled to free himself of the stranglehold, Tynda
His furry boots stomped Lora’s guts relentlessly. She was almost passing out from the unbearable pain. Jrue managed to regain his balance and picked up one of his blades. Lora knew he was going to turn his attention towards his brother and prevent him from recovering. She clung to his left leg and disrupted his attack, giving Jrue just enough time to engage. Tyndale looked down and saw Lora wrapped around his leg, and for a slight second, he had his guard down, exposing a small window of opportunity for Jrue to manage an attack. He reacted a moment too late, and the arm he lifted to serve as a shield was incised with the blade deeply. Jrue tried to add weight to the blade to deepen the puncture and render his arm unusable, but the other free arm reached out, his neck was caught in a strangle, and the man’s fingers dug deep into his throat. Lora was catapulted into the air and as she was floating above the room’s floor her brother collided with her. They came crashing down hard. At t
They rushed into the palace, two awls trailing behind them, holding a huge wooden box. When they were climbing the flight of stairs, one of the awls relaxed his grasp on the case's side handle and it slid off, falling to the ground. The case's housing broke open and objects spewed out, including several scrolls, a large book with a lock restricting the pages, and a fairly long dagger. "Wait, I'm familiar with both the book and the sword. They are normally at my father's place. He's been devoting a lot of time lately to reading that book." "And what is the purpose of the blade?" "It's for, yeah, I read about it in my father's library a long time ago, it's used for the rite when when...no!" Daito's eyes abruptly opened as he realized what the intention of the visit could be. He made a hasty descent down the trunk, losing his balance and slipping off several times. Drom pursued him blindly. "Hey! Dai, what is it tell me!" "Come on Drom! We have to hurry before it's too late." They
Needle-like pain reverberated across her skull. She lost her orientation, the world began spinning. As she tried to straighten to her feet another powerful blow landed across her frame, knocking the air out of her lungs, sending her spinning and spiraling across the floor. She collided with the wall, breaking her momentum. Jrue swung his twin blades with malicious intent. Though it wasn’t him succumbing to all those terrifying blows they were so brutal that he felt the impact of his raw strength. Before his blades could gain momentum he was rudely picked off the ground with an inhumane tackle. He was driven to the wall, the impact so violent it pushed the bricks out of position. Once he was pinned to the wall a flurry of punches started coming his way. The iron-like knuckles dug into his face, he felt like a hammer pounding his cheeks. His mouth filled with blood. The relentless attacks were halted by a deafening sound of a metal bar striking Tyndale’s skull. It seemed to have less
“A paralytic Poison. I see I taught you well my son…” “Don’t you ever dare call me that again!” He picked up his right arm and slit his wrist across, doing the same to his left hand. Jrue wanted him to suffer. He wanted him to bleed to death knowing that he was powerless, unable to do anything about it and save himself. He left him outside and limped back into the house. All the soldiers guarding the house had evacuated, deployed to handle the uprising of the slaves in the mines, giving the two siblings all the time they needed to execute duties assigned to them by Anato Strider as part of their escape plan. He managed to reach the room where the fight had begun. He shook her sister to wake. “Lora, Lora! Wake up, it is done!” All Lora felt was an unrealistically powerful force driving her to the ground. She landed with a thud, her head bouncing off the moldy floor. Needle-like pain reverberated across her skull. She lost her orientation, the world began spinning. As she tried to s
Albert was unconcerned about her feelings. He spread the crinkled letter out on the table and began reading it aloud. "The official report. On the second day of the third week of the sixth moon of the year, the commander of the independent states arrived at Defectors State headquarters, where honorary State guard, Lora Deryleen, provided information on the whereabouts of the fugitive, ex-commander, and traitor to the States, Slejj. In the evening, the commander gathered an army to go over to make a stand. "What are you babbling about, is it a fantasy scenario you've been dreaming about?" "Come on...you of all people should know the report never lies," "You seriously can't be considering something this low Albert!," "I made a deal with fugitives Lora, fugitives you wanted to protect. now it seems like their crimes have caught up to them, and there is no way I can delay the inevitable," "You're not going to be able to accomplish it, Albert. We struck a deal!" "Lora...dear Lora, I
The kick was aimed at the shield. Tyndale pushed out the shield with his kick so violently that it broke the teeth submerged into the metal. As the shield rolled on the mud with the teeth sticking out of it, Jericho shrieked in pain. Daito finally came to, getting to his feet just in time before the blast shot the Vurhan's entire face off. He charged forward with a blast of his own. Tyndale reverted his attention towards him which left him exposed to the mercy of the beast. Another swipe of the claws ripped up a shred of his skin, allowing blood to run over his chest. His muscular arms pushed Daito back onto the ground once more. He kicked the vurhan and took out its left knee with a blast of energy, rendering it immobile, momentarily. As the vurhan stumbled to the ground he grabbed its arm and pulled it back up, directing its head towards his punch. The two targets collided, leaving a bloody green stain on the Vurhan's face as it slid across the mud. Tyndale felt a severe force pus
"I made a deal with fugitives Lora, fugitives you wanted to protect. now it seems like their crimes have caught up to them, and there is no way I can delay the inevitable," "You're not going to be able to accomplish it, Albert. We struck a deal!" "Lora...dear Lora, I mean, come on, you knew what you were up to. We all knew this make-believe family you built wasn't going to last." "Albert, you're a jerk!" "Let's not talk about that princess. I'm aware of your darkest secrets!" "Wait... What secret?" He moved closer to her face, leaning in. Her stomach turned at the smell of his alcoholic breath. "You think I don't know about your little secret, Deryleen... you're not from around here, are you?" "You're not selling it Albert...get out of here." Lora bumped shoulders with him as she walked into her quarters. "Get out of my quarters now!!!" "... According to the second official report, Lora Deryleen and Alicia Iko captured the previous commander of the independent nations and we
Alicia dazed in a similar trance. She looked on as her apparently dead little brother reaped his swords and whirled them, chopping off delegates arms and legs. At one point he arced his head and caught sight of her, but ventured on with his slaughter as if she wasn't even there, as if he had no clue who she was. Reene and the others tapped them out of their stupor as they pulled out their swords. Alicia began galloping straight towards Drom, and Lora headed for Deryleen. Before they could both reach their intended targets the rest of the faction popped up under the teleportation circle and dropped to the arena, jumping straight into the action. Outside the castle, the intense battle raged on. The army of undead knights fought relentlessly like they had nothing to lose, mostly because they didn't. They overpowered the knights trying to secure the castle and fell to their blades, most of them cowardly retreating. The vurhans continued their orchestra, by then the whole city had awoken
"You know the truth is I was never your brother you simpleton! I was never your brother!" "... Wha... What did I ever do to you brother?" "NOTHING! And that is why I despise you. You never did anything for anyone, only cared about yourself. Using others to get what you wanted... Using me to become the commander!" Slejj coughed up a couple of times before speaking. "What in the hell are you talking about?" "I do not need to explain myself to you! Have you ever heard of Enkai, the forest deity who supposedly guarded the gates against crossers? Protected the Independent States from the world outside, especially vurhans." Slejj stared back in discomfort as a response. "Well, do you remember the day we were on the battlefield, fighting off the hoards of vurhans? I was the one who called on to him. I corrupted him with the help of some new friends I made. Using the power I made it turn against us... It killed and devoured those soldiers, and it was also to devour you! But I didn't pla
Fear was creeping in and Jrue was re-evaluating his options. A retreat would seem reasonable at that point. Lora had been completely taken out of the equation. “Well! I am Waiting!” Tyndale barked, his voice full of excitement. Jrue charged towards him. He wasn’t that good of a fighter in tight spaces but give him an open field and he would perform his acrobatic stunts that surprisingly packed a punch. He sought to tilt the odds to his advantage by taking him to an open field, and there was only one way he saw how. Running full steam ahead he tackled Tyndale and they both burst through the window, shattering the glass and falling three from a height three stories high. There was no object below to cushion their landing, so they sprawled to the hard ground. Jrue landed on his chest, breaking a bone or two. Tyndale landed on the shards of glass. They dug into his back, yet he seemed not to feel irritated by the pain. Before he could get up Jrue rushed over to him and impaled his leg w