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Chapter 32: Lyme Belle Theatre
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The Twelve Scions Chapter 33: Promise
Lars wanted his mother to talk right away but she apparently wasn't too keen to begin. After a while, she finally emerged from the dark and sat down on one of the seats. She looked up in expectation that Lars would join her, but at that moment, there was an anger that made him refuse to be kind to her."I've done this before but I still don't know where to begin," she said softly."Start by telling me what are you doing back there. Why are you with them?""I had no choice, alright? I was just focusing my career on MSC until I'm suddenly roped in to Magnus' murderous cult of Silver Sovereign. He was the one behind everything and I was... I was too stupidly in love to say no to him."Lars couldn't imagine doing this to his mother, but that time, he made a disgusted face towards her. "How long have this been going on? What have you done with them?""Even before me, before Magnus, it has been going on far longer than you could possibly imagine, Lars. They are an ancient cultish o
The Twelve Scions Chapter 34: Insignificance
For a week, Len had developed a new habit during his stay in Lyme Belle Theatre. He always got up early in the morning when the sky was still pale blue, had a little jog in the forest path nearby, and ended up on the hill where his family used to go camping.On that hill, Len always sat on a specific fallen log to rest. In those moments of quietness, Len always enjoyed the chilly morning air as he watched the morning sun ascending. The hill overlooked a state road where it would lead back to Algedi outskirts or Rukbat few miles away south.Len recollected his pleasant memories of the hill every time he went there. He would remember the exact spot where his father would light their bonfire, which trees where his mother would put on their hammock, and how Lars and him always ran around there playing tag with uninhibited excitement.On that morning, it was slightly different than Len's usual routine as he got a company coming. His mother showed up from the forest path, her every ste
The Twelve Scions Chapter 35: A Sword's Name
Lars thrown off by a powerful attack and sent crashing on a giant stone pillar. Pain spread all over his back and the fall did the same on his front. He was dirtied by the settling dusts and rubbles. His clothes tattered and his breaths were in erratic rhythm.Two figures approached Lars with their weapons drawn. Mell was carrying a giant morning star mace that rested on his shoulder, the handle was redwood colored and almost as tall as his gigantic self was. The enormous spiky head was entirely made up of sharp stones and they glowed amber on every cracks. The stones looked oversized for its mace handle, making it almost like he was wielding a mountain on a stick to Lars.Next to Mell, Vayu was only wielding a long piece of cloth as a weapon, but it was the one that Lars scared the most. With Mell's mace, at least he could predict its swing and range, but he couldn't with Vayu. The rainbow glowed cloth was the battle form of Arcus Ignis that elegantly draped over Vayu, making an a
The Twelve Scions Chapter 36: A Rose and Her Winter
Lars woke up extra early that day. Part of him was giddy by the thought of finally meeting all of the Twelve Scions, and he wanted to make sure he made an impression. He put on the nicer clothes available which were a plain red shirt and a leather jacket. After he got dressed, Lars psyched himself up in the mirror.The star necklace that adorned Lars' neck and chest twinkled by the reflecting light and Lars took it as a sign it psyched him up as well. Despite never got to talk to Alt'ma again since that day, Lars was consoled by the fact the deity must be still watching over him either way."I won't let you down, Alt'ma." Lars whispered as he smiled.Lars got outside of his room and inhaled the crisp morning air that came from the big hole on the roof. Over time, the ambience of Lyme Belle Theatre really grew on him. He liked how spacious and quiet it was, but not to an unnerving state at all. Lars thought perhaps it was because he could felt Mell's presence all over the theatre
The Twelve Scions Chapter 37: Memorable Meetings
Lars found the gathering of Scions as something of an uncanny circumstance that noon. He knew how the Scions were mostly on their own but even during the gathering, it seemed to had their own factions. Rachelia and Wilhelmina went everywhere together touring across the Lyme Belle, Vayu were mostly with Lars, and Mell were alone and contempt enough with his beer drum."Hmm... I wonder what happened to them?""What is?" Len asked. He was playing a mobile game and paused it to listen to Lars."It's just that... they know each other for a very long time, and they may look like they're friendly, but I still can't shake off this feeling that they're so... estranged."Len hummed to contemplate. "Maybe it's because at the end of the day, they're on their own protecting their own region? I mean, they know their duty."That answer just got Lars thinking more. He thought of his newfound enhanced longevity and could already imagine how lonely it will be spending a hundred years fighting
The Twelve Scions Chapter 38: Conference of Scions
"Rach, if you will."Vayu nodded towards Rachelia and she took the cue. She snapped her fingers and the air surrounding the round table was distorted by dark rainbow. A magic circle appeared on the stage's wooden floor, enclosing the area around the meeting table of the Scions.Lars was in awe of the effects as it was his first time seeing a magic spell casted. He turned to Rachelia and the pretty little magus just winked playfully at him. He did not know what was the magic circle for, but if Vayu requested it, he deduced it must be for some precaution.Vayu cleared his throat and began raising his voice. "Recently, our new Scion of Regulus, Lars Sykes here, exposed a massive case of human trafficking in Algedi port. People are taken and delivered from here to global scale and presumably, also to the entire Mirepa. It is conducted by the inner circle of higher - ups in MSC, Mirepa Shipping Company."The Scions looked at each other and some shrugged, failing to see the significa
The Twelve Scions Chapter 39: Always Something Surprising
The rest of the day after the meeting was spent on drowning in papers with corporate lingo that Lars had absolutely no clue about. At first he put off checking it out because he figured it'd be a better when he did it with other Scions. As it turned out, Lars was just clueless and rather leave the analyzing parts to somebody else more competent.Over the week, Vayu, Mell, Len and Tirana had checked out the documents as well but found dead end in leads. Now that the Scions had gathered, there were hopes that the others could complete the puzzle in case they knew of something.On the round table, papers sprawled everywhere. Lars, Vayu, Rachelia, Sophia, Edwin, Alicia and Len discussed about the documents that sometimes led to a collective sighs of frustration. Mell was away putting back the container to the underground hall, Wilhelmina left to prepare lunch for everyone, Claros and Tirana discussed about the research on alien material, and Dar Lugal was still in Astral Realm, occasio
The Twelve Scions Chapter 40: The Missing Scion
The Scions' quiet afternoon was stirred by the arrival of an angel bearing bad omen. Vorpaltinger was one of the highly respected and most skilled guardians in Mt. Alnath, where a secret settlement for mythfolks was built in Aldebaran region. The rabbit - eared angel's tribal clothes were tattered and fresh wounds behind those cuts made Lars feared the news she brought."Hectrias... captured?" Claros asked in disbelief."Who's Hymnchanter Hectrias? A Scion?" Lars asked to Vayu but even his nod was uncertain. Must be another newer Scion the originals knew nothing about, he thought."Tell us everything," Rachelia commanded."I don't know how it started! Those Silver Devils suddenly jumped on us and wreak havoc! They somehow snuck in to our homes. I can't save everyone! I... I...""Deep breaths, Vorpal," Edwin said. "What about Hectrias? She couldn't stop them?""I don't know! Everything went to shit and suddenly I saw the Hymnchanter lying on the ground. I had to leave to war
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The Twelve Scions Chapter 100: The Aftermath
"Did we just... lost?"Mell's exasperated question snapped Lars back to the reality. He watched as the Grand Serpent's towering scales spread out in the distance, amidst the smokes of ruin. From them, silver colored monstrosities excused themselves into the world, causing destruction in their wake."No. We've won. We pushed him back, didn't we?" Lars said, desperately trying to sound cheerful."But at what cost?" Rachelia said in a tired whisper. Wilhelmina gave her a side hug."Let's just get out of here first, those things are coming," Vayu said.Everyone agreed to the suggestion and the Scions walked through the ruined Regulus that had been deformedly transformed into chaotic nature. There were trees grown in the middle of the street, with reptilian scale textures on their trunks and leaves. Gravity also arbitrarily nullified in some parts, leaving some debris and ashes floating."Is this all because of silverstream?" Lars asked as he touched a speck of floating dust.
The Twelve Scions Chapter 99: Battle of Desperation
The Grand Serpent spoke, and his voice was ethereally terrifying as Lars imagined him to have. His black scales resonated with silver glow that ran from his body to his head. The silverstream gathered around the Grand Serpent made Lars wary of any incoming attack. Lars thought perhaps that was when the Grand Serpent took the fight seriously.'You fought... well...'The Grand Serpent did not open his mouth, but the voice was definitely booming from him. Lars wasn't sure what to answer, so he let his Celestial Calibur did it for him. The sword streamed out a river of burning light. The slashing wave Lars emitted from it was blocked by the barrier again.This time, the barrier looked more defined and more silver. Rachelia's roses and Vayu's flames also didn't make a single dent on it. The Grand Serpent made a repeated sound of chaotic cacophony, which Lars could only interpret as a deriding laugh.Then, in the distance, they came. The Chimeras from all over La Shania Mirepa rushed
The Twelve Scions Chapter 98: Seraphic Knight
That morning, a blinding white star rose from the ruins of Regulus. The star burned so bright it took the full attention of a certain cosmically colossal creature. The star shone and dispersed the wild silver ashes in the skies. All eyes were on the star's ascension, watching it unfolded into bursting wings of light.Lars has transformed into a white armored angel with six divine wings hovering behind his back, connected by a golden halo. The armor was his own solidified Scion Force, sparkling in majestic grandeur of white and gold. A sword patterned crown rested on Lars' head, having the same royal pattern as his brilliantly burning Celestial Calibur.The Grand Serpent hissed, the loudest Lars ever heard so far. The storm of buildings turned ghastlier as some of them were caught on silver flames. Foul smell still permeated across the battlefield and Lars willed himself to not catch a whiff. By quick observation, he realized some parts of the Regulus has rainforests, mountains and
The Twelve Scions Chapter 97: The Light Within
The white crystal resonated as if welcoming Lars and Len. The entire place was alight by swirling lights, and the air felt like they were in meadows. Though it was silent, the serenity and ambience of the place only reinforced the crystals' ethereal atmosphere. For a second, Lars thought he found a piece of heaven buried deep within the earth.Len let go as Lars made his steps forward. Lars walked to the majestic divine crystal before him and fell to his knees soon after. However, there was a relieved, happy smile on his face. He was finally to meet his savior and guardian deity in person."Hello, Alt'ma."'My Scion.'It was the same voice as Lars remembered, echoing and ethereal."I don't know if you've been watching or not, but... we are in very deep trouble."'So I've seen. Moreover, your body is defiled and I am slowly losing you.'"Yeah, it's because of those damn bombs." Lars then gasped. "O - oh, sorry for cursing in front of you."'Worry not, my Scion. It seems
The Twelve Scions Chapter 96: A Light in the Dark
In the darkness, Lars was trapped in a vicious cycle of fainting and waking up to a numbing pain. He groaned every time, making sure to himself that he was alive despite the severe agony. He also felt repeated sensation of being dragged, carried, or held. Each weren't in the nicest or careful ways as the grip always too tight and the stones always scraped too rough.What truly woke Lars up was the sight of a light. It wasn't his, but someone else's. It was purple and menacing under the dark, but Lars figured any light was a friend to face any darkness. He tried to raise his neck and felt like dying just for it. He wondered why being a Scion could still feel this much hurt.Deliriously, Lars called out to the tailed devil in the shadows. "Len...?"Len didn't turn nor answer. His gaze was fixated at an amulet where the purple glow came from. Lars was stunned for a while, thinking how that amulet somehow find its way home to its creator. He remembered leaving it on his bag at Regulu
The Twelve Scions Chapter 95: The Silent Colossus
The Grand Serpent watched the world laid before him in such a curious gaze. Lars was shuddering from the sheer size of that creature. His trembling hand found his star necklace, and its chain rattled alongside his tremors. He kept taking quick, deep breaths but they weren't as helpful as he hoped.Lars braved himself to look away, but the dread caught him by the throat to the point it was physically hurt to move his neck. He watched as the others were in shambles like he did. Mell was backing away as he looked up, stumbling to a few rubbles. Rachelia supported herself by her umbrella and Wilhelmina was on the ground next to her, leaning helplessly to the ruins of Regulus. As for who held Lars' hand, it turned out to be Vayu. Though Vayu was trembling, he didn't let his gaze broke away from the Grand Serpent."V - Vay..."Vayu's spiteful gaze was a thinly veiled look of fear, but at the very least Lars noticed a form of resistance from him. He realized for Vayu, it was probably li
The Twelve Scions Chapter 94: Silver Eyes
"Len! Len, please snap out of it!" Lars exclaimed.Magnus laughed in the most obnoxious way possible to Lars' ears. "Don't even bother. He already knows. He just chooses to be here. After all, he is reborn as a new god and destined to bring us the promised world."Lars looked at Magnus and then to Len. He didn't want to believe the word of a man who had been lying to them for years, but those unflinching silver eyes deterred Lars quite a bit. Lars wanted to jump down but the synchronized aims from the Sovereigns' guns everywhere stopped him."Len, don't listen to anything he says! He's a monster! He lied to us the whole time.""Lars, please," Vayu said behind him. "If we don't do something, we're gonna be dead here."Lars wanted to scream and break things out of frustration, but he knew Vayu was right. Without turning, Lars nodded and Vayu took the cue. The reflecting threads spread into millions and slicing the Sovereigns in front of Vayu. Their fallen, mutilated bodies made
The Twelve Scions Chapter 93: Duties and Decisions
When Edwin didn't scream, everything was quiet. Too quiet. Lars was sitting in the other room with Tirana and Vorpaltinger, not wanting to see Rachelia's 'infamous' interrogation method. He sat on the couch, lost in deep thoughts of processing what he feels about the recent reveal about his friends.Vorpaltinger sat next to Lars and leaned back, resting on her wings. Lars gave her a fleeting smile before he spaced out again, and this time Vorpaltinger didn't let him."It might seem cruel to you, but The Mandate is important for all of us mythfolks to keep. It protects us from the world too, so... I completely understand why they did it."Lars blinked. "You heard that?""I heard everything. Blame my rabbit ears for that."Vorpaltinger raised her foot on top of the table and stretched. "The Scions... can be quite intimidating to say the least, but they do care. They just happen to understand what's important and the scope of their duties so they won't exert themselves unnecessa
The Twelve Scions Chapter 92: A Scion's Mercy
Lars, Vayu, Mell, Rachelia, Tirana and Vorpaltinger had descended into the giant pit and exploring the corridors of Rasalhague Castle underground by then. Lars was starting to feel himself sweaty and greasy, and it wasn't because of the narrow, humid spaces they were traversing. He could feel himself deteriorating, both from inside and outside.Everywhere Lars looked, there was always something made of slitherite. The walls, ceiling panels, floor tiles, the doors, everything. It made Lars sick, literally and figuratively, and the feeling was shared with the rest of his Scion friends."God fucking damn it, I fucking hate this place," Mell breathed out, sweating."Yes, Mell. We've heard you the first fifteen times," Rachelia said.Vayu didn't say anything. Lars could see that friend of his was slightly falling apart as Vayu held his own hand to stop his fingers untangled like a candy wrapper. Lars reached out and held Vayu closer to him by his shoulder. Vayu just smiled in respon
