
Prologue Note: The World of Oros
Welcome to the continent of Oros. In this land, your blood is your law. There are five great Kingdoms, but they are not equal. While others command fire and the earth, the Kingdom of Elyria is considered as the weakest, it is a nation of servants and healers who live under the shadow of the warrior kings. Power in Oros is measured from Level 1 to Level 5. The Five Great Kingdoms 1. Kingdom of Elyria Power: Vitality (Healing) A level 1 healer can only fix small cuts and stop bleeding. But a Level 5 healer can bring someone back from the edge of death. 2. Kingdom of Terran (The Earth Masters) Power: Earth magic. They are considered the wall that never breaks. A level 1 earth magic user can only turn their skin to become as hard as wood to block enemy hits and arrow. But a Level 5 earth magic user can cause massive earthquakes or summon mountains. 3. Kingdom of Aquis (The Water Users) Power: Flow. They are fast, cold, and sometimes deadly. A Level 1 water mage can only make thick fog to hide or pull water from the air. But a Level 5 water mage can freeze an entire harbor or pull water out of a person’s body. 4. Kingdom of Solis (The Fire Users) Power: Heat. They are the most violent and aggressive. A Level 1 fire user can make their hands very hot or start small fires. But a Level 5 user caan vaporize everything within a mile by becoming a "Small Sun." 5. Kingdom of Zephyr (The Wind Users) Power: Breath. They are the masters of the sky. A Level 1 wind user can run twice as fast as a normal human. But a Level 5 wind user can remove the oxygen from a battlefield, suffocating everyone. The Sanctuary: The Rim Hidden at the edge of the world and built inside the massive skull of a dead titan, is where The Rim is located. It is a city of the exiles, criminals, and failed geniuses from all five kingdoms. Here, the laws of the Kings do not reach. The Great Enemy: The Kingdom of Umbra (The "Red Ones") Outside the borders of Oros lies a cursed land called the Crimson Wasteland. It is the home of the Umbra tribe, known as "The Red Ones" The Red Ones do not have their own magic. Instead, they are "Empty." They must steal the blood and power of others to live. The Sanguine Void: When a Red One cuts a person from Oros, they "drain" their level. A Level 3 magic user can be turned into a Level 1 weakling with a single touch from the Red Ones. "They call them 'The Red Ones' not because of the color of their banners, but because by the time they leave a city, the stones, the water, and even the air are stained with the red of the people's stolen life." Summary of the World Map • The Center: Oros (The 5 Kingdoms). • The Edge: The Rim (The Exile City). • The Border: The Barrier (Weakening). • The Beyond: The Crimson Wasteland (Home of the Umbra).Latest Chapter
What Is This Place
Every was suddenly quiet as the blinding projection from the first stone finally shattered..The vivid violet light was now gone.Serra was suddenly trembling violently, her face completely drained of color as she gripped the rough edge of the stone platform to steady her knees. "What... what was that?" she asked, her voice cracking under the lingering pressure that was still there. "Who was that figure? How can any one have that kind of power that can wipe out an entire civilization with a single word?"Rhaegar’s face was now grim. He was standing with his hand still hovering near his side, and his fingers were slightly curled. He was thinking about what they just watched. In Elyria, they speak about the great war that happened when he was born but this... this was something worse.It was an absolute, merciless erasure."What kind of wickedness was that" Rhaegar mumbled softly. "You just erase everything about a place for thousands years, all because their people died here. This is
Hidden Pendant
Every one was quiet the moment Jade's words landed."There is always a way through something."Then most of them slowly turn their head to look at her.Serra was watching all this thing from behind with her arms folded loosely across her chest, and her eyes was moving between Jade and the sealed entrance carved into the hillside. She has not say anything because she was busy thinking about how Jade know all this things... To her Jade was wide and she does not even channel so how come she has all this knowledge that most of level 3 or level 4 channelers may not even have?Serra shook her head "Who is she?" She thought again the same question that has been on been on her mind since Jade came to their academy. "Who is she, and where did she come from?Vae was standing beside Jade.Edran was now suddenly interested. He did not want to leave so quick now.He was looking at the carvings along the frame of the entrance again, his expression blank.."What do you mean," Rhaegar said, "there
Magical Strength
The place Drevak was kneeing was suddenly quiet.He was trying ro replay everything that happens in his head. He still could not believe that he took that oath bind.... only if he had said no to Yaran in the first place then he wouldn't have been someone servant boy or errand boy...Then Drevak sighed as he stood up and followed behind Rhaegar and the rest to where Alderic and the royal guards were still fighting..As they walked, they walked past nodies of some Forsaken that were scattered across the field in broken shapes. Some was already thrown wide, others was simply crumpled where they stood.The ground around them was dark and wet with the blood of the Forsaken. And the smell of the blood was starting to bet bad..Once they reach there, the fight was still going on between Drevak's men and Alderic and the royal Palace..Rhaegar turned and shifted for Drevak to come to the front...Drevak liked his lips with his heart bleeding and the pain he was feeling was kind of worse than
Bind Mark
Drevak had survived many things in his life.He had survived the poison swamps of the Ashfen wilds. He had survived three assassination attempts before he was twenty. He had clawed his way to lordship through blood, betrayal, and the bones of men who had underestimated him.But standing here, now, with Edran's channeling thread still coiled in the air between them and that damn wolf rushing and turning its massive head toward him, Drevak understood quickly without needing anyone to tell him that he had finally run out of survival.One of Ashfen beast was gone.Like gone! Torn open and feasted upon like it was nothing more than a freshly slaughtered hog at a banquet. Every Ashfen beast was raised by its owner from a pup. They always fed it corrupted marrow, and also pushed it through brutal conditioning until its hide could deflect a channeling strike at half-force. It had never lost so easily like that. And that damn wolf had eaten it.She was now rushing at him now. What kind of wo
Premium Food
The place where the Forsaken was lying dead was still smiling Forsaken blood and beside it were some small small particles. But Rhaegar’s attention was only fixed on the fallen Forsaken. He was standing over the creature for a long without saying anything.He was breathing slow and theb he twisted his nose occasionally. The pain from that cut on his arm was beginning to reduce a little but that sharp, throbbing ache is still there but the sharp ache only happened once in five minutes. He did not care about the pain on his arm. His mind was just locked in onto a single goal; The required things to level up to level 3 faster.He deeped his hand into his leather tunic as his fingers wrapped around a small, heavy container. He pulled it out, the container was a a specially sealed vial lined with faint containment channeling thread runes meant to preserve highly volatile substances. He dropped to one knee beside the Forsaken and his boots pressed into the stained ground. His movemen
Yaran Is Dead
Yaran could not believe what was happening. He kept looking at his hand, then at Rhaegar's face, then back at his hand.His fingers were not move. He was trying to connect to the source, he was trying to push thread down through his arm and force the muscles to respond, but nothing was happening.It was like his entire body had locked itself from the inside, and the worst part was he could feel it happening. Whatever it was, was sending heat crawling upward through his chest. His blade was still raised. The tip of it was one inch away from Rhaegar's chest.Yaran gritted his teeth."Fu*king bast@rd..." The word barely sounded for Rhaegar to hear. His jaw was shaking too hard too. "You are not getting away with this?"Rhaegar did not answer immediately.He stood there and looked at Yaran. "Oh, i already get away with it," Rhaegar said and voice was low. "I could just decide to end you here with my sword" Rhaegar shrugged his shoulder, "Maybe I will." Yaran's eyes were wide. The he
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