Loud noise and chatters fill the air,resulting from the huge crowd on the plains. At the far end is a somewhat wall of translucent vibrant energy but unlike the one at Amnor, it does not stretch to the sky.
Rather it stretches up before fading into the distance.
Once more, unlike the Exotic World Bridge of Amnor which had a market some metres away from the bridge, this place has buildings clustered about a straight paved road that ends up, directly at the energy wall.
However, the bridge is not in use and the very reason irritating the annoyed, chattering crowd that hang by. Some have their hands folded across their chests, muttering their vexations. Others sit on top of the luggages that are on the cart they have loaded, drinking or eating anything just to pass the time.
Since over a day, the Exotic World Bridge of Amnor that connected the three heavens of the First, Second and Third, an important economic gateway that had been bl
HELLO AND GOODBYE.A wave of nausea washed over the Spirit Prime Wolf as he regained focus on his external environment. And as Bayo did, the translucent somewhat river of ethereal energy begins to thin until it finally comes to a slithery stop, spewing him out. A day ago, Some time before Lockdown at Amnor.The sun is high up in the air shining down on a fierce battle below, in the fields that are surrounded by a couple of tents."Hiyaaaaa…" The lady with the white hair yelled, two curved blades with navy blue hilts that glinted fiercely in the air following the curly motion of her hands as she ducked and jumped, slashing down her opponents.Her coat, the frock coat is sleeveless such that it revealed her lean blue arms that were covered up at the wrist by metal gauntlets that stopped just at the knuckles.She had double Tassets on each waist, which is another name for a waist guard that drapes down from her waist belt of black with a U-shaped head of silver. Her dowters, the elbow pads, are made of silver engraved on blue leather pads that are strung across the elbow inner bend by a white strip of cloth.The waist belt she has, binds the unbuttoned frock coat with an un-worn ho
Ascenders: Rising From Zero 3121st Hadjan Platoon Command
A day ago, Some time before Lockdown at Amnor.The sun is high up in the air shining down on a fierce battle below, in the fields that are surrounded by a couple of tents."Hiyaaaaa…" The lady with the white hair yelled, two curved blades with navy blue hilts that glinted fiercely in the air following the curly motion of her hands as she ducked and jumped, slashing down her opponents.Her coat, the frock coat is sleeveless such that it revealed her lean blue arms that were covered up at the wrist by metal gauntlets that stopped just at the knuckles.She had double Tassets on each waist, which is another name for a waist guard that drapes down from her waist belt of black with a U-shaped head of silver. Her dowters, the elbow pads, are made of silver engraved on blue leather pads that are strung across the elbow inner bend by a white strip of cloth.The waist belt she has, binds the unbuttoned frock coat with an un-worn ho
"Uhm… Great! Now who's going to carry this dead weight?" Shin complained, hands on his waist with twisted lips."Uh… What?" Hana looked back at him, dusting her hands."I mean…" Shin stretched out his hands frantically. "Now you've knocked it out. What next? I'm pretty sure we'll have to deal with it. I'm just concerned about who has to carry it.""Oh that!" Hana turned around, with one eye closed, winking at him. "Last time I checked, I am a SwordMaster. You're the SageMaster. I kill stuff and you clean up after me.""Oh… really? I'm a SwordMaster now too." Shin complained, leaning closer but Hana merely walked past him, walking out of the counter by the doorway of sorts.Just as she stepped out, the Magmorian Madius pants out to the entrance of the door."You a-already dealt with it?" He asked, hands on his knees as he exhales and inhales immensely.But however, he is merely ignored as S
‘So… This is Magmor. I-i… I made it Jaspar b-but i didn't last long. I just can’t die now. Not now. There's so many things I don't understand yet” Bayo’s rear body staggered, left to right and back again before finally slumping down, his consciousness flickering away.Those. Those were the last words of Bayo in his conscious state.Now, all of his body had gone limp and unfeeling, dragged away by blue-skinned humanoids, all of whom were being observed by Yasmin the soul remnant.Thud!Thud!! Thud!!!In Bayo's soul space, Yasmin'sJet black shoes with a little of glitter walked carefully, slowly stepping into the watery poodle that lay in the ground. With each step forward, water dropped from the soles before then rejoining the watery surface again as the shoe touched down.Moving upwards, the shoe is highended by blue trousers, all gearing up towards a two piece coat of the eyeglasses equipp
"It's unlike you to be moody, Squad Captain Ronke." The wall boomed out a monotone voice.The room is mostly white, with a small horizontal parting of color blue streaking close to the ground.Closely aligned to the wall is a white bed, with white drapings and two pillows and on top of them all is the female with a milky white gown that sits tightly on her slender frame.The room is mostly bare, save for a little box of blue with silver edges just before the bed. And opposite the bed is the door that admits entrance to the room.It is the room belonging to the Captain of the Dragon Scouters, Squad number 1176, Squad Captain Ronke. Bare and having almost nothing in it, it exposed the full atmosphere that floats about the captain. Ronke lies face down on the bed, diagonally across. Her legs are crossed and her feet having black gladiator sandals on them. Her hands hug a pillow closer to her, muffling it underneath her chin. Her silky black hair flows
Ronke rolled her eyes, smiling. "Right!""I should go over to intercept them already. Hope I'll make it in time then.""If you don't report back to the CFR with the charge, you will be breaking Protocols. But... I-ill just act like I never knew a single damn thing. And you know what that means, then?You need to get done with what you have to do as soon as possible."Isaac stated just as Ronke made to leave."If that is the case, shouldn't you at least try to see if you have any personal message on your Timestream Orb?" Isaac asked. "I hate that you would be going about without knowing precisely where they are!""oh, right!" Ronke doubled back to the bed.Bending over, she tapped on the box twice, watching it project ethereal forms of various items above it.Items like bags, clothings, bottles and an orb floating in a circle."Yup, that one." She muttered, pic
Streaks of dawn began to seep into the dust baked plains of Amnor, filling it with a golden brown hue. In front of an Inn, an old fashioned building in the shape of a large bungalow with red tiled roof and brown brick walls, crouched a 5 feet tall Spirit Wolf Prime.It's eyebrows were furrowed together as it thought, indecisiveness racking it's entire frame. It had spent the dusk outside, because the Inn master had refused letting pets into the inn.Bayo heaved. Upon hearing from Ronke that Jaspar was alive after all, only sickened to death, he had initially denied it. It didn't matter that Jaspar told him to leave, that he would be fine afterwards.No, not at all. From the way Jaspar got emaciated and all dried up like a rotting corpse after fighting the Hunter 01278…'No, I can't think like this. If Jaspar is alive. Then, even by whatever inch that I can help him, I would.I owe him my life.' Bayo thought.And true to that, if
Seeing it, Hana frowned. "Law of War…" She chanted, her boots slamming down into the earth in a burst of energy while she slammed her hands into an X, snarling."...Valorous Stand."The risen RunicStar with his back to the Inn smiled, seeing the one Hadjan standing firm to tank his weapon.The technique Valorous Stand or Stance was one technique that was highly prized in the Law of War. It allowed it's caster to draw vicious energy from the Principle of Valor, the attribute of War that allowed tremendous attacking output.The technique compresses energy into a certain parts of the body or the whole body in some cases, toughening it to become a self destructive mechanism.And as result, a technique like this was often the most defensive when it came to tanking a hit as compared to the defensive Principle of Might.Except that right now, instead of fuelling the technique with pure destructive energy from Valor, Hana st