IGN: alphanumeric
Character Name: Apollo Numeri

The Bastard Prince

Apollo Numeri is the bastard son of the well-known Master of all, Master Bates of Testosterones. His mother was beheaded after giving birth to him. Her name was Cli Toris. Bates & Miss Cli had an affair on the moment of conflict where love is scarce and loyalty is needed. Miss Cli gave Bates peace in a time of war and a love child was born.

Apollo was named after an apple. Bates was doing his Master skill, all being Master Bates when he suddenly saw an apple falling from a tree. At that same moment, Miss Cli was asking Bates of what name to give... Bates shouted "Apple oh!".

War has ended and Master Bates had to go back to his family--to Land of Testosterones, up in the North with his bastard son. Apollo was treated like a part of the family. Loved, respected, and trusted. Master Bates have two sons, Fin Ger and Frenzy, they both died of early age because of constipation; leaving Apollo as the last heir of Master Bates' throne, but his wife named La Bia disagreed with it. She unfriended Apollo on Facebook, removed him in the "My Lovely Family" Group and even unliked Apollo's primary pictures.

Out of dismay and great sadness, Apollo then felt lonely... He was single, no girlfriend since birth (NGFSB) he confessed this to his father and with quick response, Bates said; "Apollo, go to the kingdom of Pegasus in Quezon Ave. There, you will find true love." Without any questions, he went to Pegasus...

And from there, Apollo Numeri's journey begins...

What will happen to Apollo?
Will he ever find the meaning of love?
Did he bring enough cookies on his journey?
Will he still be able to add La Bia on facebook? Or worse... Will he be even able to log-in on facebook?

That, you will know... in cinemas soon.

IGN: Sebastian
Character name : Sebastian
Job: Adventurer

Eldest son of a political rich and royal family Sebastian grew up spoiled and having everything whatever he wants, whenever he wants it. He is selfish most of the time and will do everything lie, cheat, steal as long as he got what he wants. Learning the ways of the dual wielding dagger from his mentor (which he killed after they argued on who is the best) he uses his skills and moves sneakily to fight against other people. After he killed his mentor which is a loyal friend to his father, Sebastian got banished from his kingdom never to return to it for all eternity. He started a Bandit Group Called "Lunam Et Stellas" which means the moon and the stars and have the logo at the back of his shirt. and this is where his adventure begins.......

IGN: Emolga
Character name: Drkie => Emolga

Our story begins many years ago. Not many dared to walk the dark path of the Shadow Walker back then.
Drkie was one of the few who did. For her, there were not many things that could compare to the delight of poisoning her daggers knowing that, after the very first cut, the enemy would already regret to have started a fight with her. Years of collecting and testing different kinds of poison had paid off very well, as she could now inflict several ailments on her targets at will.


Drkie, the Shadow Walker

This, however, did not come without a cost. Drkie had little place in the groups of elite warriors that departed from Terminus. For them, she was just dead weight.
"What will you do with those butter knives little kid?"
"I REALLY don't need to heal another person, go away!"
"I said RDPS! Are you deaf? Do you even know what range is?"
Even her Guild Leader sneaked out to hunt without the burden that she represented for them all.

As tough as reality was, she never gave up. Alone or not, she trained day after day with hopes of being accepted among the warriors. But the idea of vengeance was starting to show as a tempting possibility. Darkness was taking her mind over, as she planned her revenge on all those who had hurt her.

It seemed that her daggers weren't the only thing that were poisoned, as her mind was starting to be as well.

"Tomorrow is the big day. They will all taste my poison themselves!" said Drkie that night, as she went to sleep. She didn't imagine the event that was about to befall Terminus.

"Oh no... it's happening!" Priest Karen looked at the sky "The Radiant Sun world and ours... are becoming one!"*
Tobias fell on his knees "What will become of us...?"



Everything shook. Many were never seen again, and not many keep memory of that fateful night to this day.

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Drkie woke up. Tobias was there.
"Ah, you finally woke up, I've been waiting for you", Tobias said.
"Tobias?", Drkie asked.
Tobias looked impressed "How did you know my name? Never mind that. We've been waiting for you to help us stand against the Sahar army. Tell me hero, what's your name?"
"(Haven't I heard this before? What's going on? Why doesn't he recognize me?) ", Drkie thought.
"I'm... (Wait a minute... This means I can become someone else, and catch my enemies off guard!)"

I-I'm Emolga, nice to meet you

The goddess of Arcana seemed to have given Drkie a new chance. Emolga now had to start her adventure from the very beginning. She had lost all of her power, but the hate in her heart was also gone.

"Maybe this time... i can live a better life."

Emolga set out on her adventure once again, not really knowing what to hope for.



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(*) Note: Radiant Sun was one of the 2 servers at Iris Retail. This event makes reference to the server merge, where Luminous Star (where Drkie is from) was absorbed into Radiant, and everyone changed their name. Emolga however, woke up at noScrubs.
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2 years later...

A night like any other, Emolga was finishing her daily training. Having grown fond of people this time, she usually helped those friends who couldn't kill strong monsters by themselves. Today was no different. She had just parted ways with them, and was on her way back to Terminus.

"I feel some strange energy..." she said to herself.
"How long do you plan to keep up this facade, Drkie?" said a voice behind her. Emolga turned around. What she saw left her speechless.


It was herself

There was something clearly different though... She was covered in darkness, evil without a doubt. Emolga stood there, amazed and scared at the same time.

"I must say that I'm starting to believe it myself", said the mysterious figure.
Emolga snapped out of her confusion. "Who are you? What do you mean by facade? Why did you call me Drkie!? Answer me!"
The mysterious figure shaked her head "Is that the way to greet... yourself, Drkie?"
Emolga felt terrorized "D-Drkie...?". The figure nodded slowly, never taking her eyes off Emolga.
"How long are you going to keep this game going?", Drkie asked again.
"What game?", Emolga asked.

Drkie shaked her head again, clearly dissapointed this time. "This is what I feared. You forgot who you are"
-"Who... I... am?"
-"You're a Shadow Walker, Drkie. Yet, when was the last time those daggers cut a throat? The Dark powers inside of you might weaken if you don't use them for their real purpose... I am sure that the idea of vengeance tempts you to this day-"
-"You're wrong!", Emolga interrupted "I am not like that... not anymore!"
-"You and I both know that is a lie, Drkie. You remember their names. You remember the pain. You remember your promise of revenge"

Drkie pointed at Emolga's chest "It's all there, and your innocent little girl's attitude isn't going to change that".
-"It will... because I have friends that trust me now!", Emolga screamed.
-"Oh but, do YOU trust them?", Drkie inquired.
Emolga stood in silence once again for a few seconds, before replying, almost in fear "I won't listen to you... You just want to confuse me and drag me back into the dark path. I don't belong to the darkness anymore!"
-"How foolish... almost innocent. But you're an idiot. Where do you think you get your strength from? Your contract as Shadow Walker binds you to darkness. You cannot run from it... or from me!"



Before Emolga had time to react or defend herself, Drkie jumped towards her daggers first. A deep pain invaded her body as she became paralyzed.

"So this is how... my own poison feels like...", Emolga thought, as she fell on her knees.



"I recommend you don't make me have to come back" said Drkie's voice inside her head. "Your soul is poisoned... and revenge is the only cure. Unless, of course, you want your friends to pay the price for your ineptitude..."

"Don't..." Emolga fainted.

---

"Think she's alive?". Emolga heard a familiar voice. "Of course she is, dum-dum! Emo woulnd't die that easily!"
"Iyo?" asked Emolga, as she opened her eyes. She felt a kick on her side. "Hey! I'm here too, you know?", said Aya.
"What are you doing just laying down here? Did you fall asleep after wanted papers?", asked Iyo.
"She probably has a drinking problem we didn't know about~", joked Aya.
"Oh come on Aya, this could be serious!". They both stood there discussing as they always did, almost forgetting about Emolga's presence.



"Why are you two here?", Emolga asked as she stood up.
"Isn't that obvious, sleepyhead? We were worried because you didn't return home last night! We've have been looking for you since dawn!", replied Iyo.
"Thanks to you I haven't even had breakfast yet, do you want me to die or something?", said Aya.

Emolga smiled. She could always count on her friends to be there for her.

"But you should probably start forgetting about them", said Drkie's voice inside her head "After all, they won't even recognize you after we show them your true self..."

Emolga walked behind Aya and Iyo on their way back to Terminus. Memories of her painful past were now clear in her mind. She would no longer be that little girl everybody pushed around. She looked at Aya and Iyo. "Who do they think they are to tell me at what time I can or can't come back? No one bosses me around."

Emolga then took out her daggers.

*****End*****

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Profile: Emolga is usually cheerful and playful, and always willing to take on a real challenge, just for the fun of it. But beware! Dark spirits may lurk her soul for a chance to take over!

The mandatory pictures, and Emolga on her favorite dress :3

Thanks for reading.
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This is long. Read this while having a sandwich or something @__@

So, I tend to go overboard with these things. The profile is around 2.7k words. The 'story' is beyond 5k words. I'm not going to burden the people loading this page, so I'm going to make them -- wait, attaching files is wonky today. Oh noes. I apologize for the tremendous loading horror and obnoxious wall of text that will ensue ;__; These are rather...rushed...so there could be grammar and spelling mistakes everywhere, but I'll try to correct and slay them all before the deadline ToT

IGN: Mikagi
Character Name: Hisaka

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“I’m a simple student of history and magic.”

Name: Hisaka, aka “Storm Prince”, “Hisaka of the Storms”
Age: n/a (reincarnated)
Occupation: Wizard; former member of the Duran Assembly and right-hand man of Lord Archane; a ‘wandering student of history and magic’
Personality: Polite and affable, with a thirst of knowledge. Hisaka is driven to know and understand the world in order to find its meaning. Secretive and distrusting, he isn’t prone to displaying his emotions, always masking what he truly feels with wit and a disarming smile. Hisaka is one that is easy to talk with, but difficult to know.

His loyalty and respect, once earned, are almost unbreakable. Given this, he sometimes displays possessiveness to these people, though he can be brought to reason if pointed out calmly enough. He also dislikes betrayal done to him or to anyone he cares about. Hisaka has a pragmatic streak and is somewhat detached from his emotions, capable of stating harsh truths with an eerie calm. Even the vile actions of his past are of little importance to him, for he believes they could never be undone. He focuses on the present and the future, or what little he has of them.

Unlike everyone else in Terminus, Hisaka doesn’t hold the gypsies in high regard. He considers them to be ‘playing god’, summoning resting souls to fight their war. He is wise enough to keep his discontent in veiled comments, but the gypsies, especially Tobias the Grand, regard him warily.

Despite his hatred of betrayal, he did manage to betray the one person he trusted the most. The fact that he managed to do so distresses him, even to this day.
Moral Code: Hisaka finds it easier to trust in ‘people’ rather than ‘concepts’ or ‘causes’. He can easily turn a blind eye to everything else once he sets out to perform something in the name of this person. Betrayal is at the top of things he despises the most, and while he isn’t exempt from employing treachery, if he knows that it will cause harm to someone he cares about, he will be extremely reluctant.
Flaws: Hisaka has little empathy for strangers -- indeed, he has little love for the world in general -- and thus he has little qualms in causing detriment to them. He judges people according to their relationship with him. To Hisaka, there is little value in the world as it is. Despite his self-centered viewpoint, those that do occupy the few spaces of value are people he will do anything for, even if they are horrible deeds.
Secrets: His unusual origins and the dark truth of his past life as the Storm Prince. He also knows that incarnated ones like him will not last long after the Monarch of Darkness perishes.
Possessions: A necklace with a metal pendant fashioned into a stylized sun, which he bought on a whim in Terminus. It reminded him of his name, which in an eastern language meant “eternal summer”.
Home: Presently Terminus
Origin and Childhood:
The Experiment
Hisaka was the result of Lord Archane’s experiment on amplifying the magic potential of humans, an idea born from his own budding greed to increase his already phenomenal magical ability. Out of the hundreds of attempts, he is the only result who possessed human intelligence. He himself wasn’t sure if he was a modified human, a human soul gathered from the afterlife and transferred to a more fitting body, or Lord Archane managed to create a soul using the Tree of Archelon with his own power. He never knew the truth, but he recognized Lord Archane as his creator and thus devoted his whole existence to his service.

Contact with the World
Named ‘Hisaka’, he underwent a rigorous training in magic. His progress and results didn’t disappoint, for he knew early on that the Lord Archane wasn’t someone to displease. In time he became part of the prestigious Duran Assembly through Lord Archane’s patronage, as a reward for his ‘unmatched magical prowess’ and was tasked with improving the Duran School, which produced the kingdom’s mages. His presence became the constant topic of speculation among the aristocrats. Who was this talented wizard, and where did he come from? What did he do to deserve the patronage of the King himself? Moreover, he was surely not a noble, which was the foremost qualification for being included in the Assembly.

Hisaka, whose contact with live people had been extremely limited for he had lived most of his life within the privacy of the King’s secret laboratories, found this alienation as proof that he could not trust others. While he had been schooled in the ways of ice and lightning, he was never taught how to deal with normal living beings, much less saw their capability for greed and fear. His awkward attempts at socializing tended to backfire spectacularly. People smiled at him when he talked to them; when he turned his back they began to spread lies. Eventually there were threats and attempts on his life from those who viewed him as a political rival. As time wore on he became knowledgeable of the aristocrats’ ways, mimicking their veiled way and manner. He came to believe he was on his own, and the only person who would understand him and give him purpose was Lord Archane.

Unknown to him, this was deliberate in the King of Arcana’s part, as he wanted to forge an unbreakable loyalty from Hisaka.

The Corruption
Lord Archane began to delve deeper into the mysteries of magic, terrifying the people around him as well as the leaders of other world factions. He came into possession of the mysterious Infinitas Rune and from the knowledge he gained crafted the Sword of Shadows, laying to waste the armies of the Pylon Alliance. Eventually even his own Assembly became too horrified of his lust for power as he tore dimensional rifts everywhere, causing wanton destruction. Yet as the world united against the King of Arcana -- now the Monarch of Darkness to his enemies -- Hisaka faithfully continued to serve him. To the wizard, the world meant nothing. He saw nothing of value to people or the world they lived in. His loyalty to the King was his sole meaning.

The Storm Prince
Now known as the ‘Storm Prince’, the right-hand man of the Sahar King, he was highly feared in the battlefield. He had a particular fondness for summoning storms, clouding the skies with raging tempests to electrify his master’s enemies. Part of what made him so terrifying to other people was the fact that unlike the Sahar, who were mostly mindless beasts that instinctively obeyed a higher power, or the scant few intelligent creatures who followed the Monarch out of fear, the Storm Prince’s loyalty was lucid and freely-given. There was no point of bargaining with him or attempting to make him see the evil of Lord Archane’s rampage -- to the Alliance, Hisaka of the Storms had no heart. He wasn’t human. Not that Hisaka ever considered himself one anyway, given his origins.

Downfall
However, the day did come when the dreaded wizard turned his back on his destructive king. For the Monarch of Darkness was obsessed with perfection and power, and it came to pass that the Storm Prince finally met his match in battle. His perfect record of victory tarnished, the Monarch decided that Hisaka was a failure, a ‘mere mortal’ like everyone else. Lord Archane had no reason to keep a weak human as his most trusted pawn.

Hisaka, whose life had revolved around being of service, whose identity was forged on the belief that his specialness qualified him to be a servant of the King, found himself without a purpose. No one would accept him -- his King had abandoned him, and the Alliance would forever remember his cold and serene cruelty. His sense of self shattered, thoroughly confused, lonely and -- for the first time in his life -- angry without knowing where exactly to direct his rage, he performed his first and last betrayal of the being he vowed his whole existence to.

Betrayal
Death came swiftly to the clever and sneaky traitor who opened the Palace of Archelon to the grim but determined deluge of Alliance warriors, on that fateful day when the Great War finally ended. The Storm Prince didn’t live long enough to see the downfall of his former liege, bound by the great magic and sacrifice of the twenty-one Sages, but for someone like him who could never belong to the world that will rise after this catastrophe, death was a mercy.

Awakening in the New World
Until he was roused from the afterlife, forcibly retrieved from the oblivion to be housed in a vessel resembling the human body. One thousand years after his death in Old Archelon, Hisaka once again stood in the same ancient city, the first successful result of the Tarot reincarnation ritual. The gypsies, mages and scientists around him rejoiced at the results, thoroughly unmindful that they had summoned a living, conscious being -- until he revealed who he was. In their horrified gasps and wide-eyed horror he knew that the reputation of the cold-hearted Storm Prince lived on a thousand years after his death.

Despite the degradation of his magic and existing in the physical realm due to the influence of the Tarot, the people of the present world were incredibly wary of Hisaka. They couldn’t quite decide if they wanted to talk to him, experiment on him, or banish him back to the afterlife if they could discover how. Hisaka cared little -- this world wasn’t his anymore, and even if he disliked the gypsies for harnessing the power of the cards for their ‘whims’, he felt no drive to go beyond complaining.

Still, his new surroundings caught his interest. Rather than waste away waiting for his second death, Hisaka sought to learn about the world as much as he can. Confined to a room with only a few visitors who checked on his condition, he slowly and meticulously tried to extract information from them. Curiosity was his anchor that kept him from drifting into mindless despair. His mind was always occupied, digesting the snippets of conversation and reaching for old memories. He was pleased to discover that despite the passage of time and the circumstances of his incarnation, his memory was mostly intact.

The Escape from Archelon
His chance for freedom came suddenly and in a rather morbid fashion -- his old master, the Monarch of Darkness, had managed to resurrect himself and his Sahar horde. Arcana, used to peace, was caught by surprise. The city of Archelon fell once more, this time to the invading Sahar. Dimensional rifts tore through time and space, swallowing whole areas and spewing forth monsters. Hisaka was barely able to escape with his life, his command of magic rusty from disuse but his instinct to survive making up for the deficiencies. In the chaos of the invasion, nobody noticed that the thousand-year old former right-hand man of their hated enemy had escaped.

With the smoking ruins of Archelon behind him, Hisaka was finally free -- and alone, with no discernible goal or dream, ensconced in a body made from mana that would inevitably dissipate.

To Terminus
Despite -- or perhaps even because -- of these issues, Hisaka resolved to be on the move. It’s simply not in his nature to stand still and let despair overtake him. Once, in his belief that he was superior and different from the rest of Arcana, he never thought of pain, never considered that life is short and in danger of slipping away. It made for a good motivation, he discovered with a measure of morbid amusement. He wondered if this was one of the secrets to the mortals’ near-inexhaustible drive to push forward despite the odds.

This line of thought tickled Hisaka’s idle fancy. He felt no special kinship with the mortals, but the curiosity was always there, the questions flashing in his mind, keeping him engaged in some kind of goal. His time in the Assembly remained unforgotten, and the shallow, greedy people didn’t had it in them to stop the onslaught that was the King of Arcana. So how did these petty, weak creatures survived against everything Lord Archane threw at them?

As the first reincarnated soul from the era of the past war, Hisaka had no idea how much time he had in the physical realm. Nonetheless he would use it to explore and discover how, in their limited lives, varied temperaments and fragile bodies, the mortals of Arcana triumphed over the immeasurable greed and power of a demigod.

After all, as Lord Archane claimed, he belonged to the weak mortals. It would be wise to know more of his true nature.

With the rest of the refugees trying to make sense of their lives in the aftermath of sweeping changes, Hisaka of the Storms followed the road to Terminus.

Current whereabouts
While reclusive at first, Hisaka eventually opened up to the people of Terminus. In a twist of fate, he discovered that his rival during the war -- the ice wizard Kagiri -- had been incarnated as well, using the same ritual that summoned him. Both have no real animosity towards each other, and it is through Kagiri that Hisaka managed to form a social circle of sorts. He’s still averse calling them ‘friends’ and insists that he’s merely observing present society, but even he cannot deny that they are affecting him.

Hobbies and Interests: Reading on all sorts of topics and exploring ruins; tinkering with alchemy; observing how people interact; frequenting rift hotspots as research
Personal Quirks: He has an unnerving habit of staring at people, even if they’re not referring to him; his ‘fake automatic smile’, a remnant of his days back in the Duran Assembly
Fears: His real fear is to be without purpose, which is critical for his sense of meaning and identity. For the most part, he acquires a sense of purpose by being of use to people who have gained his respect -- which means that once they betray or leave him, he is utterly devastated. Conversely, the idea of him betraying the trust of another person (which he sees as violating his reason for living) is also a terrifying prospect, especially since he knows that he had done it before.
Prompt: What is your most memorable physical attribute?
“I think it is my eyes.” The wizard’s smile deepens, almost approaching a level of genuineness. But not quite. Not yet. “Someone told me once that they are tinted with the blue of lightning. I find it especially fitting, given my profession.”
Family and Friends:
Lord Archane, King of Arcana -- Hisaka’s recognized ‘creator’. There’s nothing familial between the two of them, but since Hisaka never knew normal relationships he doesn’t really care. To him, serving the King is all the reason he needs to exist. Once Lord Archane made it clear that he has no more use of Hisaka, it causes the usually calm and collected wizard to undergo a breakdown that ultimately led to his betrayal.

Kagiri, Wizard of the Alliance -- A fellow subject of the experiments that produced Hisaka, Kagiri was among those that were labeled ‘defective’. Both desperately sought for purposes in life given their origins. While Hisaka found his through slavish devotion to a single person, Kagiri had the chance to experience the world in general, becoming acquainted with both its good and bad aspects. Because of her broader worldview, it was easier for her to find her place in the world. Despite their differences, there is a kind of wordless understanding between them, for they have shared origins and both fear a life without meaning. Kagiri is also the only person who will openly oppose Hisaka, and whom Hisaka interacts with a degree of openness (at first). She also has a strange habit of referring to him as ‘Blue Eyes’.

Silveren, Knight of the Alliance -- In the past, Hisaka met the knight’s incarnation, Winmer du Castell, and neither men particularly thought about it. The present Winmer -- now Silveren -- is still guarded around the wizard despite being in the same social circle. While of differing temperaments, they are both capable of great loyalty. Conversation isn’t their strong point, but in heated battle, they can be counted on to work in tandem.

[STORY] spring thunder

The tempest is over, the sun is shining, and it’s time to pick up the pieces. Hisaka, the past, the present and the future. (For the NS ArcIris character event)

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“You are mortal like them.”

Just like in life, on the day he returned to the shadowed halls of Archelon Palace with defeat weighing on his shoulders, Hisaka keeps his eyes pinned on the floor. Even in his dreams, the disdain in Lord Archane’s words are crisp and biting. The dismissive silence that trails after only adds to the burden.

His shame and fear haunt him still.

##

The blond elf with the patchwork suit asks, “Who are you?” His voice is calm and soft, laced with caution. Around them, the crowd hushes in anticipation.

The smile comes easily for Hisaka, a habit not even a thousand years in oblivion could efface. It is an expression that has become his mask after all those years in the Duran Assembly, among vipers and traitors. “My name is Hisaka.”

He bares his teeth into a grin as the light of the floating Tarot cards reflect on their wide and fearful eyes.

##

The elves have little love for lightning, it was speculated, for it has no grace. Lightning doesn’t flow in the manner of wind and fire. It flickers and pulses, compressed power released in an explosion of light.

Lightning does not last.

The boy contemplates on this as he focuses on the image on his books. The tomes are too heavy for his scrawny arms, so he sets them on the floor. He memorizes every line, every glyph and detailed swirl, and imagines it splayed on the tiles.

The lights descend, one bright flash that sends him yowling and falling on his behind. His skin tingles with the effort and the electricity, ears ringing with the aftermath of thunder. He stares at the empty air, recalling the harsh jagged lines tearing through the darkness.

It does not last, indeed. There is little elegance to it, all force and purpose and, perhaps, desperation -- but it is undeniably beautiful, breathtaking in its short-lived glory.

He couldn’t quite place it, but there is something impressive in things doomed to a brief existence.

The boy scrambles to his hands and knees beside his books, face tense with newfound interest. He doesn’t notice the large figure observing him from behind, taking note of his progress.

##

He is the Storm Prince, the cold-hearted second-in-command of the King of Darkness. Skies churn at his call, and pour forth lightning to strike his enemies. Rain tears through the armies challenging the might of his King. The Alliance fear the presence of foul weather -- it denotes his presence and, consequently for them, sound defeat.

Yet today, as the water and electricity pound on the battlefield, Hisaka sees snow. His head swims as his control falters, the presence of another substantial spell affecting the storm he has summoned over the battered Alliance army.

Snow. White flecks ride on the cutting winds, swirling upon the Sahar under his command. Ice creeps up their limbs, hindering their movement. He almost swears under his breath. There is no time to look for higher ground in search for the spellcaster, not in this brewing chaos, but the answer is clear.

Hisaka feels the uncommon burn of competitiveness. A fellow wizard who specializes in ice. The Alliance has no shortage of magicians and wizards to throw against him, but their spells are mere drizzles compared to his gigantic storms.

But this is different. There is power behind that presence, struggling and valiant. The howling wind and snow against the roar of thunder and rain. For the first time in ages, Hisaka has found a challenge.

He lifts his head to the gray, gray skies. Lightning, in all of its brevity, has never failed him.

##

“Hisaka.” The name rolls off his tongue, foreign and exquisite. “Hi-sa-ka.”

He imagines that His Majesty had chosen the name for him and his chest swells with pride. A name chosen by a king, for a person fit to serve him. He wonders if the name means anything at all, and fantasizes about its poetic quality. Of course, he doesn’t actually ask the King about it. It’s best not to question the Lord Archane about anything. It’s one of the first lessons he learned -- if he wants to impart or reveal something, then he will do so in his own time.

But for now, it’s enough that he’s not a mere ‘boy’ anymore, or Specimen Thirty-Nine.

##

The people who visit him in this poor excuse of a room can be counted on one hand. Of that number, it’s the blond patchwork elf who comes most often. Hisaka will never say it, but the elf discomfits him the most. His calm is unnerving, a mask very much like Hisaka’s smile.

At the very least, the gypsy believes in skipping the useless small talk. He sits on the only chair in the room, beside the bed. His features are neutral. “What are your plans?”

Hisaka gives a disbelieving stare at the gypsy. “Is that a serious question?”

The elf nods. For all of the gypsies’ reputation of clouding the truth they see in their cards, this one is remarkably straightforward when he wants to.

“Very well.” Hisaka thinks of indulging him. After all, he has nothing to gain or lose -- as well as nothing to do. “Your precious Sages pulled me from the afterlife without any warning and put me into this body manufactured from pure magic. For what purpose -- well, I certainly do not know.”

He spreads his hands, gesturing to the empty room. “Now you house me in this cell and ask me what are my plans. I did not even have a choice over anything, gypsy.” He narrows his eyes, revealing the overwhelming venom he harbors for his predicament. “But I suppose this is expected. After all, I am the evil prince from the fairy tales, yes?”

Instead of a heated reply, the elf only watches him for a long time, unfazed from both words and expression. “The cards have chosen you for a reason,” he says instead, and Hisaka laughs in his face.

“Is that so?” The wizard shakes his head at the absurdity of his situation. A man displaced in time, without any allegiance, cause nor any other connection to this present world. “I wonder what a stranger in a strange land could do.”

##

There are days when life in Terminus comes to a standstill, when the battles are scant and the beasts fall into brief inactivity. The lulls of peace in-between frenzied struggles that most people take advantage of by doing anything other than fighting.

However, Hisaka’s group thrives on battle. With their differing personalities, it’s the common goal of surviving and performing a task that binds them. Boredom is dangerous. Fortunately for everyone, something vaguely interesting has happened within their little group. Unfortunately for Hisaka, it involves him.

“Alright, stop playing ‘let’s put an arm through Hisaka’s gut when he flickers’ game.” The wizard tries to bat away the prophet’s arm, but for someone who’s supposed to be rather fragile, Aleks can be fast.

The pink-haired prophet acts as though he doesn’t hear a word, drumming his fingers against the wizard's non-corporeal image.

Hisaka gives up trying to save his dignity, hoping that his mana body decides against returning into a semblance of flesh on a particularly unlucky moment. There’s a faint whooshing sound every time Aleks’ arm pushes through the bluish substance that currently comprises Hisaka’s physical body. He doesn’t feel any pain with Aleks’ antics, even if the prophet is poking a limb through what should be his internal organs, but it’s annoying in the long run.

The rest of their group only look on with vague interest, though Silveren is turning a shade pale. It’s strange that the knight is squeamish about the whole ‘game’ when he has encountered -- and received -- far more gruesome injuries.

It took some time before the novelty of ‘flickering’ finally wore off, only to be replaced by a kind of morbid, even playful, curiosity. Only Kagiri has the decency not to bother him about it, since she shares the same condition on rare occasions. Hisaka thinks it’s unfair, but it was also his idea not to tell anyone the real implications of someone randomly turning semi-transparent, or even flickering out of sight altogether. “What if I rematerialize for good when your arm’s still through me?”

Aleks considers the situation for a moment, eyebrows knit together, and he replies brightly, “Then it’s going to be very messy!”

Behind the prophet, Kagiri sighs.

##

Hisaka stumbles out of the ballroom and into the balcony, his face easing from its stiff facade of formality. The solitude is a welcome, needed change. The party exhausts him faster than the strongest spells he has learned. It is by the order of the King that he has to mingle with the members of the Duran Assembly and despite his misgivings, he has no choice but to obey.

Beneath the grandeur, the finery and music, Hisaka cannot miss the air of hostility. His instincts shout danger at every smile and word, at the insinuations and veiled meanings. Their subtleties confuse him. It’s a mistake to consider himself learned of human ways, when the reality is more nuanced and difficult than the stories he has read.

Hisaka breathes in the night air, willing himself to relax. His irritation and confusion will lead to nowhere. Endurance is the key. Yet he longs to go back to his books. Magic -- magic is understandable. Magic doesn’t change its nature and meaning on its own whim, unlike these people who tell you one thing and mean another. These creatures who are utterly fake, their petty ambitions and squabbles a liability to Lord Archane. Disgust stirs deep within the wizard.

I’m different from them, Hisaka firmly tells himself. He might share their features, their appearance, but that’s where it ends. They are weak, mutable beings, without constancy and loyalty. He will make sure that he is different.

A king only deserves the best, and he is the finest, most loyal servant he will ever have.

##

They watch as Tiffany, ever the soft-hearted one, applies her healing arts upon the strangers. The magic glows bright and warm in the perpetual evening darkness of Night’s Forest.

Hisaka’s knowledge of healing ends at the basics, his interest only due to its utility. Healers often tell him that it takes ‘heart’ to soothe the ailments and injuries of others -- a requirement he undoubtedly lacks. He supposes it’s the reason why he never felt the inclination for healing.

He continues to observe as the blood stops flowing and the bruises fade under the gentle light of Tiffany’s rod. The gladiator’s labored breathing evens out, and his companions sigh in relief. So fragile, Hisaka thinks. Beneath the armor and the steel and the magic, human flesh is so weak.

“Humans live such short lives,” he muses aloud, catching the attention of the mage beside him. “Like -- ah.” He laughs, and Tiffany gives a start, as if she couldn’t believe what she’s hearing.

“What are you talking about?” Kagiri’s deadpan expression doesn’t change, but her tone indicates interest. Gauging the female wizard’s moods takes time and practice -- something that Hisaka has dedicated himself to, out of curiosity. “Speak up, Blue Eyes.”

“Nothing spectacularly eye-opening, Kagiri. I’m simply wondering why it has taken me so long to realize.” Hisaka remembers the books on the floor, the glyph on the tiles. He flexes a hand, fingers unfurling like petals, and a spark shoots out of his palm. All force and purpose and desperation. Of things doomed to die in the blink of an eye, forgotten by time. “Humans and their affinity for lightning.”

Kagiri huffs. “You are strange.” But there is no bite in her words, only understanding.

##

Hisaka rarely does anything out of a whim, but when he spots the incarnate outside the gypsies’ tents, he couldn’t stem the surge of contempt.

Another soul denied of rest.

Avoiding the gypsies is quite a chore in the fortress town, but he managed. No matter how much he dislikes them, he owes his current existence to their -- ‘meddling’. It’s a leverage he doesn’t want to acknowledge, a debt he would rather forget.

Yet the fact remains that they are disturbing reposing souls and imposing upon them a perilous task. Worse, incarnates like them cannot last indefinitely -- once their purpose ends, they are to disappear, unable to experience the outcome of their hard work.

Playing god. They didn’t stop with him. They just have to include Kagiri in it, as well as dozens of other warriors. Hisaka finds this practice very infuriating.

He strides into the largest tent, pushing aside the flap with unnecessary force. The occupant -- a blond elf wearing a painfully colorful suit and top hat -- looks up from the cards laid on the table.

“There you are!” Hisaka’s smile broadens. “It’s been a while, Tobias the Grand.”

“Hisaka of the Storms.” Tobias’ calm tells him that he has expected this somehow. Hisaka is inwardly disappointed -- the cards can be so anticlimactic at times. “You survived Archelon after all.”

“Indeed.” His anger is barely contained, but he’s not the only one with ruffled feathers. He could see the tension in the gypsy’s mild frown and squared shoulders. “My flight wasn’t an easy one, I assure you that. But ah, my time on the road has been fruitful. This world has much to teach an old soul like me.” He helps himself on the seat opposite Tobias’, elbows upon the table and lacing his fingers together. “And I take it that I am not the only old soul you have ripped from eternal sleep.”

The gypsy flinches. Hisaka’s mouth twists into a cruel smirk. “It is needed,” the elf tells him, but his gaze is wavering. “For the sake of Arcana.”

“This is your world now,” Hisaka whispers, leaning forward ever so slightly, palms flat on the table as if to lunge at the gypsy. “This is your war. We are not disposable tools, gypsy, fighting your battles at your beck and call, obediently and happily dissipating when we have earned you victory. Stop playing god.”

“This isn’t a decision we came by lightly. We are backed into a corner, forced by circumstances.” Tobias glares at Hisaka, making clear of his own torment and anger. “It is strange to hear those words from you. Your King played god as well.”

“Oh, that’s too bad,” Hisaka answers venomously, barely aware of the sparks flashing around him. His magic runs wild with his temper, and right now it’s near breaking point. “But I don’t care about the past. I thought that it should be clear to you, but I am the evil prince in the stories. The world may burn for all I care as long as my interests remain intact. And it is in my interest that you stop with your summoning. What do you think will happen if they realize you are only using them?”

Tobias meets his eye squarely, his resolution clear. “Your interests have changed,” he notes with a hint of mockery. “But you are still an incredibly selfish and presumptuous man, Storm Prince.” The blond elf blinks, the tension leaving him as he appears to have realized something. “But -- perhaps --” His gaze drops to the the cards spread before him.

The cards. The sages. The manipulative powers that plotted the course of Arcana through the centuries. Them and their wandering, fortune-telling, soul-stealing stewards. “Did your cards offer you a flash of insight on this tainted soul, gypsy?”

“No.” Tobias shakes his head. A measure of ease seem to have take root upon him, throwing Hisaka off-balance. “I didn’t need the cards for something so obvious. You have changed as well, wizard.”

Hisaka pauses at the unexpected answer.

“Indeed,” Tobias the Grand continues, slender hand passing over the cards of fate. “You’re finally seeing the value of living.”

##

“You lose, Storm Prince.” The words are choked out, thick with blood and potion fluid. She doesn’t cut an impressive figure on this moment that would have been immortalized in songs and legends. Her hair is a mess, one pigtail undone, and she is covered in cuts and bruises as she stands over her opponent.

Hisaka has tasted defeat.

His state is far from dignified either. Lying on his back, his staff lost in the rage of the battle around them, ice shards piercing a shoulder and a leg. The injuries are far from fatal, but the damage goes far beyond any physical manifestation.

She looks as if she will topple over with the mildest push, with her exhausted stance and ragged breathing. But Hisaka could see it in her red eyes -- the vicious look of a hard-earned victory, the culmination of several battles’ worth of storms and tempests.

“Kill me now then,” he offers, strangely serene and expectant. Despite the promise of an existence beyond that of mortals, he did not fear death. It is to be expected when one is the service of the Lord Archane. A nameless fear is bubbling within him. There is something more terrible than death.

The girl gives him with a toothy, mirthless smile as she levels her staff before her, energy swirling to form more ice. A chill seeps deep into his skin and bones, lethargy rushing through weary limbs.

I die for the King, he thinks, fever-like. He is content. To die for one’s purpose and meaning is unfortunate, but he could not return to His Majesty as a disgrace.

I must die --

The female wizard screams in pain as a broodling of Sraclone’s strikes her on the back, throwing her to the ground.

##

The strangers smile at him. They look uncertain, and more than a little scared, but they are determined. He reckons it deserves a measure of good manners.

“Are you sure it’s okay to go by yourself?” The elf girl’s sharp purple eyes are softened by concern. “I mean, we won’t mind if you come along.” She gestures to the gaggle behind her, and they nod vigorously, as if on cue. “There is strength in numbers after all.”

Hisaka shakes his head. The graciousness in his smile feels less forced, in the face of a genuine sentiment. “Thank you truly, but I prefer to travel alone.”

The road to Terminus is long and dangerous, but there are certain things that Hisaka cannot abide for long. Traveling with strangers is one of them -- he has never been the sociable sort, even if he could put up a good facade of politeness. He is too wary of mortals, too suspicious of their motives. While no longer the prince who rules the thunderclouds, has regained a measure of the power he once has. It’s nothing compared to what he was once capable of, but he’s sure it’s enough to sustain someone who can’t truly die.

He watches the group go on their way. The elf girl -- a healer, he guesses, judging from her weapon -- throws a worried look over her shoulder for one last time.

Hisaka waves at her, a pleasantness that is not wholly faked plastered on his face.

If this group had come upon him any second earlier, they would have seen him rematerialize from thin air. He props his staff upon a nearby rock as he stares at his hands, flexing his fingers and shaking his wrists. A sense of numbness still lingers, but it’s negligible.

“Ah, whoever designed the reincarnation ritual,” he murmurs. “Truly knows what they are doing.” To summon souls of the dead into non-decaying, self-repairing bodies that would materialize simply through the natural supply of mana - he couldn’t even begin to fathom its complexity. Even clothes and other possessions are included in the process. Very convenient.

Nevertheless, this magic must have its boundaries, conditions to be fulfilled. Immortality is never cheap.

Interesting.

He makes a thoughtful sound deep in his throat. Something to think about on the way to the last fortress.

##

There couldn’t be any mistake.

“Who are you?” The male sage is trying to pry his hands from her shoulders. “Oi, do we know you? Answer me!” The rest of her companions are standing dumbstruck a few steps away, torn between interfering and watching the scene unfold.

She raises a hand as a wordless sign, sharing a meaningful glance with the sage. He nods hesitantly and stops in his prodding, though he still glares through his red fringes. Hisaka barely notices any of this. He is too caught up with the moment, confused with exactly what to feel.

“You.” Those red eyes, the severe expression, an aura of aloofness. Black hair pulled back into twin-tails. “The ice wizard.”

He imagines the rest -- the dancing ice, the manic exchange of spells, the dark clouds hanging overhead. The grim weight of victory upon her shoulders as she prepared to finish him off. Her tormented scream as the Sahar thwarted her chance and he was carried away to face the wrath of his liege.

“Blue Eyes.” She speaks the words as if it’s a name. Her voice is toneless, almost bored -- a far cry from the intense magic-user he used to encounter, doggedly fighting despite the odds. “I didn’t expect to see you here.”

##

He opens his eyes and meets the moon.

Hisaka bolts upright and immediately regrets it. His body feels raw, drained. A dull pain is drumming beneath his skin. It’s as if he had crawled into this spot in his sleep and fought on the way. He wouldn’t be surprised if it was the case.

At a distance, over several hills, he could make out smoke and fire. A burning city. Archelon. He looks around at the unfamiliar territory, taking in the towering trees and thick bushes. He faintly remembers that the Archelon of old had been surrounded by lush forests -- perhaps they had regrown in the thousand years that followed the war. Despite the Sahar assault, the atmosphere of this place remains calm and pristine. The mana flow is steady and untainted. He guesses this is why he materialized here.

The mage slowly clambers to his feet, trying to sort out his thoughts. He remembers the agitation in the air, an aura of danger so thick that he could sense it from within his prison. Hisaka tried to distract himself by recalling the magical formations of old, testing the extent of his remaining mastery of magic. Then he heard the explosions several floors above him, and the screams. The sounds of battle were unmistakable --

-- as well as the foul stench of the Sahar.

Hisaka had been stunned for a long while after that. The gypsies, the humans that had been visiting him -- they were all sure that Lord Archane was gone. A stuff of legends and fairy tales to scare children. Yet his horde has come crashing through their walls.

His initial reaction was fear.

Surely -- the King hadn’t forgotten of his little treachery, the unwanted helping hand he secretly extended towards the Alliance. For a moment he had the idea that the Sahar were sent after him.

He had little time for contemplation though, as the walls of the hated room crumbled and fell, revealing frenzied beasts. The Sahar had found him.

Hisaka didn’t even think. Memory, once sluggish and fragmented, fluidly ran through its motions. He didn’t even stop to name the spells he hurled towards the monsters. Only a single thought stood clear amidst the chaos -- he must escape.

He will not die here.

##

They are sitting at the edge of the Terminus Fountain, surrounded by merchants and their wares. Under the noontime sun, the water has a cooling effect. Senel had asked for a meeting, and they are the earliest to arrive at the designated place. Kagiri had greeted him with a curt incline of her head and sat down. No words exchanged. Then again, it’s to be expected of her. It’s simply who she is.

Around them, the bustling fortress carries on with its business. Crystalisk has returned to the Crystal Caverns, and calls for brave warriors are spreading to all corners of the settlement. An impatient line has formed in front of Braden Carters as he hands out the wanted papers. Kristin Owens is arranging the row of potions adorning the front of her stall.

All in all, a normal day.

“Why do you call me ‘Blue Eyes’?” Hisaka suddenly blurts out, breaking the companionable silence.

“Your eyes are blue,” Kagiri replies with a shrug. “We didn’t have names back in the laboratories, so I called you with the only thing I can identify you with -- the color of your eyes.”

It’s strange that he could enjoy a degree of comfort in the company of someone whose former goal had been to kill him. Then again, while the feeling was mutual, they both know that it wasn’t for personal reasons. Moreover, he discovered that they shared more history than the encounters in the war: she was also a product of Lord Archane’s pursuit of power. The only difference is that Hisaka has been the favored one, while Kagiri was labeled a failure.

‘Specimen Thirty-Two,’ she had told him in a monotone, without sorrow nor bitterness. ‘The Alliance gave me a better name.’

Defeated by a defective product. No wonder the King had been so furious and disappointed. More curiously still, it occurs to Hisaka that, throughout their battles and even after, he never felt an ounce of hate for her.

“That’s it?” He almost laughs. Her reason is so childish and simple, yet also like her.

“That’s it.” She tilts her head up to the clear sky. “Blue like the edge of lightning.”

And your eyes are red, he absently muses. Brighter than rubies, bolder than blood, so unlike anything he has ever seen.

He never tells her this, of course.

##

This is not revenge.

The storm falling over Archelon isn’t of his doing, though no doubt the Alliance believes otherwise. He doubts he has enough willpower for that; his nerves are frayed to the point of uselessness. Yet, as he stands before the great gates of Archelon Palace, a semblance of lucidity returns to him.

From outside the palace, he could hear the familiar sounds of the battlefield. The Alliance has breached the walls of the dying city, bringing the war right into Lord Archane’s doorstep. Victory is still far from their grasp -- this is their strongest, most desperate offensive, and if they fall here, then Arcana is lost forever.

He feels little worry nor remorse. The world means nothing. The world --

-- the world had been his service to the King. But once discarded, abandoned, what is left for him? What is left of the being known as Hisaka, made to serve the ruler of the land?

Who is Hisaka, after all?

His breath hitches as he lays his hands on the gates. The strongest structures in this city belonged not to the city walls, but to the palace. The Alliance couldn’t hope to enter and face Lord Archane himself without the gate opening to admit them. Their tired forces aren’t enough to destroy it.

This is not revenge, he tells himself as the metal glows and the hinges slowly creak. He doesn’t believe it, but he doesn’t know what to believe now. The Lord Archane he knows wouldn’t be this careless, he thinks savagely as he applies the intricate glyphs that make up the gate’s lock. The Palace’s locks and secrets have remained unchanged -- things that are known to one who was once the king’s most trusted pawn. The one who was recently banished, thoughtlessly cast aside. Not even worth killing by the great king himself.

This is not revenge.

Footsteps patter behind him, accompanied by the clanging of metal. The Alliance has come.

“Storm Prince.” He whips around at the voice. A battered crowd of quiet, stupefied strangers stares at him. He blankly looks back until he recognizes a familiar face among them.

The red-eyed wizard.

He has never asked for her name.

As he opens his mouth to speak, something flares from the corner of his eye. He turns his head out of reflex, his instincts screaming escape, and pain engulfs him for a split-second, an unimaginable hell that sears the flesh off his bones.

And then nothing.

##

“Did you ever regret your past?”

It takes Hisaka several seconds to realize that Silveren is referring to him. No one in their camp is awake, and the two of them are assigned on guard duty. It’s unusual for the knight to ever address him -- while he has worked admirably with Hisaka in situations that require it, it’s also obvious that he doesn’t completely trust the stranger whom Kagiri introduced into their guild.

“No,” the magician answers after a while. He finds nothing advantageous in dodging the question. “I consider it a waste of time to dwell on things I cannot change.”

Silveren nods slowly. “You don’t feel hounded by them? Your sins and failures?”

Why is he asking these -- oh. The incident at the lake. The previous life known as Winmer du Castell resurfacing within the knight’s mind. A quirk of incarnation? That is a kind of magic he’s yet to fully understand.

Hisaka exhales loudly. He doesn’t appreciate these personal questions. Brushing it off is a choice, but it’s likely that a cold shoulder will distract the knight even more. Their party doesn’t need a burden right now, especially a troubled defender standing between them and the monsters.

“If they chase after you, then all the more must you continue forward,” he tells the knight. Those words appeared to have an effect, judging from the rise of Silveren’s eyebrows. The man’s constant visage of mild irritation makes it hard to decipher him. In a way, he could understand his fears. They both failed a liege, lost the meaning of their lives in that war of old. “I could never erase the fact that I’ve served the Dark King, but denying it will lead to nothing. It’s part of who I am.”

Most people would have been horrified with his statement, but it was the truth. Hisaka couldn’t feel guilt and loss for things that weren’t valuable to him, even if it included death of innocents or valiant warriors.

Well then, a voice inside his head whispers. It vaguely sounds, annoyingly enough, like the patchwork gypsy. What is important to you now?

Who are you in this new world?

“Winmer du Castell’s failure belongs to him alone,” Hisaka continues, suppressing the shiver that passes through his spine. He hates it when there are questions he couldn’t answer. Silveren seems to have noticed nothing amiss, which is fortunate. He doesn't need the knight to get all introspective on him. “As far as I know, you are Silveren. You might share du Castell’s fears, but not his tragedies. You are entitled to a different existence.”

Hisaka could see that the knight is still unconvinced, but his mood has visibly lightened. There are less creases between his eyebrows. “Is this how you view this life, then?” Silveren asks, his gaze fixed on the campfire. “A ‘different existence’?”

The magician closes his eyes. The fire warms his body, but inside his chest nurses a chill. “Maybe.”

##

“You are mortal like them.”

He lies bleeding on the tiles, breath coming in ragged gasps. In the silence of the throne room, Lord Archane’s voice booms louder than thunder.

“I have no use for a weakling like you.” His word is law. His word is his meaning. His word is truth. “Get out of my sight.”

Hisaka, ever-obedient, pushes himself from the floor and limps out of the chamber. Blood drips after his foosteps. The doors swings to a close behind him, but the King’s displeasure is an omnipresent, choking weight. A cruel mercy, to let him live. To experience this humiliation is more horrible than death.

To lose everything he stands for is even more damning.

As he stands there in the darkness, waiting for acceptance that will never come, he doesn’t notice the tears streaming down his face.

##


Special Thanks to: Mehn, who let me mention the pink-haired fiend -- erm, prophet

Would you believe that there's going to be another entry? Let's see if we can make it o.o)/

PS: Can we have the attachment function back? Or at least the spoiler tag? D:

IGN: Gie
Job:Sorcerer
uhm, nothing more, Enjoy!


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Heya! here's a short(?) story of how Gie lived in Arcana. Warning: This may take like more than 5 minutes!

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Gie is a Simple yet adventurous type of a Teenager he wanted to do more things more than you could imagine, his imagination brings him to where ever he wants, he's kinda loner or some sort of an introvert he's always alone and shy of people and what would they think of him. They live on the Highlands of Ursadine their living is farming materials for Alchemists, Card Masters and Chefs. but as a Teen he wanted more.

~o~o~o~

Mother: Gie, why aren't you following you dads career as a blacksmith? it would be a good job and you'll meet more people.

Gie: Mother, I don't wanna be like those who are in Paniye Circus Troupe, besides that clown scares the hell out of me.

Mother: you're a funny kid Gie..

Gie: I'm not joking mom.. i can't live like this... living like a scavenger and can't even kill a Mandragora, when we need its ginseng i have to wait for someone to kill them and Scavenge and am not a kid!

Mother: whatever it is, we're happy like this right?


Gie nods with a disconcerted face

Mother: okay okay, take a rest now, we'll have a big big day tomorrow. the World bosses are coming they'll be needing ores!

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His Mother woke up, when she was about to wake Gie up she found a letter,

"Mother i love you all, but i want to be somebody not who's just farming for other people and get payed by a very low price, I'm gonna be a Sorcerer and I'm going to be payed Millions of Pennies by killing monsters listed in the wanted papers"
[i]
PS: We will at the mansion inside Decomus, but don't bring my sister, Kidding.


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So Gie have gotten to his 1st adventure... in the Logging Area

Gie: I don't even know how start my quests being a sorcerer maybe ill swing around here and see if someone will help me.
I wish i could use this Short staff i stole from my dads warehouse. how does it work?...

While Gie is walking by he saw a Girl~

Gie: Uhm, hi i was wonderi-- WHOA WHOA! don't shoot your gun at me I'm Innocent!



Reah: Who are you? Speak!

Gie: uhm, uhm..

Reah: Speak! or else I'll shoot you!

Gie: IM GIE! AND IM LOST!

Reah: Lost? *Laughs* are you kidding me, this is the 1st Map you'll go in after the town.

Gie: I I I am no from the town.. I live in Ursadine Highlands.

Reah: so you're a farmer, what brought you here? *puts down her gun*

Gie: I wanted to be a Sorcerer! and If you don't mind can you help me?

Reah: *Laughs* you're such a funny kid, I am just a normal Hunter. and lives here in Logging Area

Gie: whats your name pretty lady?

Reah: *slaps* I am only 12 years old don't you call me a lady, and huh? pretty. I'm Reah.

Gie: I am Gie, you're 12? how come you're alone? and am not a kid!

Reah: Okay Gie, let's clear this we're not friends i will just help you with one thing. and its uhm, what do you got there?

Gie: i got a short staff here, i don't know how it works...

Reah: maybe just think of any skill and then attack whatever you need to attack thats what i do as hunter. I'm gonna see how good are you, now kill 5 mushes.

Gie: MUSHES? *surprised* but they're so cute! how evil of you!

Reah: yah yah, I'm Evil *evil smile* And faster or I'll leave you here!

Gie: *move fast to the Mush Area*



Gie: how will i kill them i can't!

Reah: its what we call a hawks eye Seem that there is an arrow pointing them then cast your attack! you Idiot!

Gie: Oh yeah! i did it but 4 more *moves fast* wait is this a massive killing?

Reah: No, they regenerate so fast like a mushroom.

After 30 minutes~

Reah: What the heck?!? it took you 30 minutes to kill just 4 Mush? you're a weakling!

Gie: I Just got Started! and Hey we will know *laughs*

Reah: I can't stay here for long, not that starters have come here i need a more peaceful Place. see you around Gie.

Gie: I haven't said thank you to her, well shes pretty arrogant.

After 1 Day~



Gie: HEEEEEEEEEEEELP HEEEEEEEEELP!!! this soul can kill me. *shouting eyes closed* wait what someone killed it!



Ligea: Hey there, whats your name?

Gie: I'm Gie thanks for helping me! and i feel better what did you do? *full of doubts* and who are you?

Ligea: I'm Ligea and I'm an Healer. i can heal all the damages the soul did to you.

Gie: so you can heal, thats a one good skill, maybe that would take me forever till i learn that.

Ligea: we'll know and why are you here? you can't even kill a soul!

Gie: pfft! i finished Logging and Shebuz! this didn't even happen.

Ligea: what are you?

Gie: a Sorcerer wannabe *laughs*

Ligea: *laughs* well if you want to be a sorcerer it would be easy for you to learn healing!

Gie: really?!?!

Ligea: yeah, but not as good as I am *sways hair* I'm built to be a healer and you does damage and sort of healing so..

Gie: i see! never knew sorcerers can heal!

Ligea: now you do, lets start hand me your staff.

Gie: will give it back? *doubting* *gives the staff slowly*

Ligea: don't be scared a have a better one!

Gie: Okay. what will you.. WHOA!

Ligea: I am Blessing your staff, so you could heal *smiles* Try it, you just have to use your inner energy!

Gie: Like meditating?

Ligea: Precisely!

Gie: lmme give a try...

2 hours later~

Gie: I'm giving up i can't!

Ligea: you can do that, ill just sit here..



Ligea: maybe you really ca--- WHAT?!? you did it! it took me 1 year to learn healing!

Gie: *smiles like a goat* Really?!?! Oh well I'm better than you *laughs*

Ligea: yeah, *laughs* I'm afraid I won't be able to come with you with your journey. i have things to fix here.

Gie: well Friend, if you need me just look for me and I'm a Sorcerer that time *Smiles*

Ligea: see you buddy! good luck on your Journey!

While walking his way to the next map~

Gie: Aren't things happening so fast?, well its better!

After a week~

Gie: so Chester wants me to kill Ho tribe for a necklace... haven't test this map out, and its a desert.

Before Gie kills a Hotribe member it takes him 5-7 hits and he need 100 necklaces..



Gie: wait what?!? this girl is awesome she can do even One hit of them *grins and waves*

Naus: uhm, who are you? i need to get 100 necklaces sorry.

Gie: was just gonna ask why do you kill them just one hit *amazed*

Naus: maybe cause of my new Armor before i need to hit them like 4-6 times.

Gie: whoa! armor? can i get some too?

Naus: well if you insist, follow me

Gie: Big thanks!

Naus: My mother has this ability to make a armor that suits you just remove your clothes and put this towels on.

Gie: this is weird but since i want a new armor i will!

Naus: Faster..

After 30 minutes ~

Naus: Gie! it's ready!

Gie: *runs with enthusiasm on his face*

Gie: *wore his clothes on* uhm, now?

Naus: mother told me to tell you to jump.

Gie: okay *ready for jumping*

Gie *jumps* OH THIS IS SPLEDID!






Gie: Naus! this is so Amazing! thanks! I'm so strong now!

Naus: not yet.. you should have a new staff as well! and Good luck!

Gie: wait, wait, where can I?

Naus:: okay, she's my Best friend her name is Ayrine her father makes and forges weapon, good luck she lives in Corrupt Valley and again, good luck!

Gie: thank you so much, i'll head there before the night comes.

Gie: so i need to go through that much maps, sigh.. but i have to!

After passing through different maps~

Gie: no one in here, no one here too, where could it be.. *annoyed*

Gie: this is the last house this must be it! *knocks* anyone?

Ayrine: Hey who's there?

Gie: I am Gie, you must be Ayrine, your friend Naus sent me here and she told me your dad forges and makes weapon. so I'm hoping that..

Ayrine: yeah, well then Come on.. I'll port there! see you at Barecalf.

Gie: port? But i have to walk right trough all those maps *frustrated face*

Ayrine: and then come inside we have a portal here *laughs*

Gie: you totally scared me!

After 5 Min Ayrine and Gie got to his Barecalf~

Ayrine: Father! i have someone here He's Gie.. ---wait father!



Gie: that was painful, and Barecalf is your father?!? your hammer sure is solid *holds head*

Barecalf: I am her father so what?, and she doesn't accept suitors!

Ayrine: father! he came here for a new staff a battle/healing staff!

Barecalf: oh well, you know I'm busy decomposing here go into my Warehouse and take the Spirit Cane.

Gie: Thank you so much Mr.Barecalf

Barecalf: yeah, JUST DON'T TOUCH MY DAUGHTER!

Gie: Okay sir Okay Sir *scared*

Ayrine: Gie!!! *shouting*

Gie: coming!! *skips to Ayrine*



Gie: WOW!! thank you so much! now i'll be unbeatable!

Ayrine: *laughs* hihihi not yet cute Gie I'll take you to Pandahama Island just close your eyes.

Gie: where is that? haven't heard of it!

Ayrine: just close your eyes!

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Gie: uhm. *rubs eyes* Where am i? is this pandahama? who are you?

Percy: This is Pandahama, yeah I'm Percy, Ayrine told me to bring you to my brother Nojaque to have the enhancements for your Staff. now we'll port!

Gie: i don't know how to port!

Percy: just as i thought! take this! *hands over a scroll* you should read it.. and It'll take you to the place written there.

Gie: *reads an old greek words* wait I'm Shining!




Percy: yeah, that just means you're porting to my Brother, and I'm not coming with you just give this Ink to him *throws a jar*

Gie: okay, will he give me the---- ugh, she already ported

POOOOOOOOOOOF~

Gie: so its here and town.

Nojaque: why are you here?

Gie: your sister wants me to give you this *hands over the ink*

Nojaque: this is just what i need, thanks and what should i do to repay you?

Gie: so she used the ink for you to give me the Enhancement cards.

Nojaque: I don't do a favor for someone didn't do something for me, and oh Enhancement cards, take this. here's the scroll instruction.




Gie: Thanks! i will just read the instructions?

Nojaque: Obviously! idiot, now go!

Gie: okay Thanks!

*moves to a hidden place in terminus*

Gie: so this, hmmm oh i should just put out my staff and WHOA! WHOA! my hands are shining like it enhances something! yay!

*the scroll closed and finished*

Gie: lets see.. it's Success! its lighter and i feel so strong now!



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Gie: I have nothing to do and i have a weird portal here.. Nightfall Shelter? hmm let me try there

*ports*

Arv: Hey! why are you here?

Gie: I have the port for this i don't know why.

Arv: maybe Naus my sister put it in your bag! and man! you should get out of here! this is a free killing zone!

Gie: wait i don't get you!

Arv: This map is not a part of Arcana anymore... *laughs*




Gie: WHAT?!?! and then?

Arv: other people can kill you here, their skills would work on you.

Gie: wait, lets get moving them, Let's port to town!

Arv: Okay. See you.
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Arv: I got a mail from my sister, she told me that shes in love with you, kidding! she told me to teach you more skills.

Gie: really?

Arv: yeah and I'll bring you to someone i know could help you! *grins*



Arv: Her name is Juke.

Juke: what is it?

Arv: I'm gonna ask if you can help him learn more skills? his name is Gie

Juke: Hmm, let me see.. Idiot! he's a Magical type a staff user, don't you know i only teach skills to fighters and warriors? Go to Kuz Gie *smiles*

Arv: sorry Juke *laughs*

Gie: what did just happened *laughs*

Arv: why is she smiling at you and she kinda mad at me always.. nevermind. lets go to Kuz

Gie: please kuuuuuuuuz help me learn more skills? tell me what i need to do *in a rush tone* *on kuz knees*

Kuz: Hey, relax relax, i just need you to talk to prince for you to know if he's going to let you learn more skills and to know if you're eligible of handling powerful skills *smiles*

Gie: thanks! now I'm gonna go straight to him!

Arv: I can't come with you *smiles* i'll be talking to my Dear Juke *sways hair* see you and good luck you can do that Gie *thumbs up*

Gie: thanks for the undying support! and say help to your sister from me!

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Gie: Prince!

Shilly's Guards were on the defense mode thinking Gie is an Intruder~

Gie: wait why? please let me talk to him!

Den: Sorry you can't he's busy

Gie: busy? but he's just standing there!

Net: can't you see he don't wanna talk!




Prince: Shut up! ill talk to him..

The guards backs off~

Gie: *sticks his tongue out staring at the guards*

Prince: what brought you here?

Gie: I'm here for a new skill! as a sorcerer, because i need it!

Prince: why do you need it at the 1st place?

Gie: see that? *points at a poster with the picture of The Crystalisk*

Prince: yeah, why?

Gie: i'll beat him and restore Hidden Caverns peace and tranquility!

Prince and the Guards: *laughs*

Prince: well you're funny and since you want new skills, you have to give me the heart of Nereus.

Gie: Nereus? who is that?

Prince: it's the strongest and most ferocious Monster of all!

Gie: isn't it The Crystalisk?

Prince: are you kidding me? he can kill Crystalisk by just one hit, and he's not in Arcana.

Gie: where is he?

Prince: in the Neverland. you can't port there you have to travel from here to Pandahama which is the last map here.

Gie: i could just port to Pandahama and go to the portal there porting me to the Neverland.

Prince: you can't use port.

Gie: why?

Prince: i need to see how determined you are, and if ever you port. you can't learn new skills. and we're done here. I'm giving you 3 days till you accept that deal.

Gie: that was kinda hard to think of may take me 2 weeks to get there *pouts*

Bei: Gie! Psst! Gie

Gie: *looks around* who's there?

Bei: look behind the tree!

Gie: what?

Bei: you need a to get to the Neverland right? you can't get there with just walking!

Gie: then what?

Bei: i'll teach you how to mount!

Gie: hmm sneaky.. where?

Bei: port to Sandfall Desert and meet my uncle Juvan (i forgot the name of NPC ot pets and mounts in Sadnfall) he's a tamer.

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Bei: so we're here! meet my uncle juvan!

Gie: Hi Mr. Juvan!

Juvan: Hello there! do you need a mount?

Gie: I want a mount which is easy to ride on and easy to tame!

Juvan: Bei, bring out Rudolph please.

Bei: okay uncle, he's so cute Gie *smiles*

Gie: Hmm..





Gie: Bei, you know he's cute and easy to ride on but.. its kinda... girly. anyting more manly and looks fierce?

Bei: Hmm okay this is the most used mount of all The Griffon. Good luck!

Gie: good luck? *chuckles* thats easy...




Gie: WAAAAAAAAAIT?!?! are you kidding me this ones so bumpy and i can't even stay on his back.

Bei: you chose that! bye Gie see you! *waves*

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Gie Tamed and tried to ride on the Giffon smoothly~
after 2 days~

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Gie: Prince? prince?

Prince: yeah are you read---y now what the heck you have so much bruises and that Griffon is cool!

Gie: i knnow i got the bruises from trying to tame him,anyway I'm ready for the quest for new skills!

Prince: man! you don't have to give me the Nereus Heart, besides, there's no such Creature as Nereus. seeing what have you gotten to just to get there is enough to see you're determined! so take this potion and you'll learn allot more skills!

Gie: so thats it? you're not funny at all, well i won't mind that for now. I will go practice more Skills!
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Gie talked to Kuz and kuz helped him learn more skills he tried dungeons and more now that he's ready entering the so called "HALL OF CRYSTALISK"

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Gie: now that I'm here! I'll give the tranquility and peace Arcana needs so im gonna KI----LL YOU!

"Mother, Father and Sister! I'll be known now as the Crystalisk Conqueror"

*The Crystalisk head him and it used its tail and then....



Gie: am I dead? am I in heaven already what happened? I don't see anything just dark and so silent....

suddenly he heard a girls voice crying and saying something but it wasn't clear~

but as it goes he hear things clearly~

Sister: Brother wake up! wake up! you can't just die *cries* even you're always picking on me I still love you as my big brother! hey wake up!









Gie: uhm, *wakes up* what happened? where am i?


Sister: so you've been sleeping all day! mom was looking for you she needs the ore now!

Gie: what.... what...? what are those tears in your eyes?

Sister: nothing!

Gie: *poker face* so everything... everything was jut a Dream.....

Mother: Gie!!!! the ores!?!?

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THANKS FOR READING MY STORY PHEW IT TOOK ME LIKE 2 HOURS TO POST THIS! I'M HAPPY NOW THAT I'VE SHARED MY STORY, GODSPEED!

IGN:Xertini

I am Xertini of Tatakai. Long ago i was Xertini of nothing. When I was very young me and my sister Kaiyumie(Healing Sea), were orphaned when our father died and our mother vanished. We were extremely hateful of everyone and everything. One day as we prepared to harass a poor pair of people we were told to stop and we got chewed out by two strange men. They told us we could be something more than just vigilantes. These two men guided us to the guild of Tatakai. I was wary of everyone at first, but soon their kindness crept its way into my ice heart. paperheart helped my sister become a confident healer despite how people tried to demean her. Kaiyumie became to be a very sweet and compassionate healer, helping even if she is bullied. me on the other hand, well Im still giving my teacher troubles. xMori has shown me how to use what used to be self-destructive power for good and defend the innocent. He tries to teach me many other things but i am usually stubborn and tune him out. A good whack from his spellbook always brings me back to his lessons. I have become a great helper to my friends and even to strangers. My blunt honesty is still challenging as is my semi-short temper. I act tough but when im really just a tomboy with a great big heart. Three weeks after me and my sister Kaiyumie joined Tatakai an evil wizard attacked us in Nightfall Shelter. He took my sister away even as I fought with all my strength. Cursing myself i gathered the greatest group in all of NS. My mentor xMori, best friend and purest paperheart, and the sly but fierce Kage. Together we travel Arcana in search of my sister. We caught up to him in hall of solid crystal where he held Kaiyumie prisoner. I ran ahead without thinking and was almost killed by the wizards pet dragon Crystalisk. Kage deflected the blow barely in time and we killed the dragon with ease. As the crystal particles settled we saw he had gotten away. We gathered our strength and continued on, facing every evil that was thrown into our paths. Our guidance was lead by a Dues Machina and we were accompanied by an unexpected ally. The Evil Wizards power started to grow as he came close to overthrowing the gods but he lacked the key. Soon we learned i hade the key, known as "The Pure Heart". It is a vast magical being locked away into a container, an emergency source of power should the gods need to be overthrown. With this in mind i plan to use my power and the Pure Heart to eradicate the Evil Wizard and his minions. We confronted one the Evil wizards most powerful allies, the Spirit Lord of Death. He nearly destroyed the one i care for the most and together we beat him into submission. He ratted out his companion to us and we followed in hot pursuit of this information after tending to our ally's wounds. We found him at the Temple of Gods and we were too late. My sister was dead after she gave her life to save mine when my scar reopened and i was bleeding to death. With all the power i had and of the Pure Heart i erased all evil out of the NoScrubs world, turning the Evil Wizard and his followers back to good, and finally became a normal person. I have the one i love and my friends still, but i will continue to search the NoScrubs world for a way to bring back my sister. She lays in the Gods Temple, preserved until i can revive her once again.

Several Years Later.

In the midst of my quest to revive Kaiyumie I came across the new container of the Pure Heart. This child was beyond evil and was creating horrible monsters such as the undying Ulric and Overlord Lost Mysterion. These abominations were destroying towns and killing citizens. They were targeting the Gods Temple we learned. xMori was controlled by the evil and i was forced to fight my own mentor in order to save him. paperheart was severely injured during a huge raid with the undead army the new container had raised in Shrouded Valley. Kage left on his own to find the cure for the poison that prevented paperhearts wounds from sealing up. Once paperheart and xMori were saved and restored I took off on my own so no one else would get hurt. I continued through the forests of the Logging Area, battling minions left and right, guided by the same Dues Machina that had helped me many years earlier. I ran into the container on my own and engaged in a large fight with him. he nearly succeeded in finishing me off when the Wizard that had cause much pain before blocked the attack. though i was not pleased to see the wizard, we worked together to fend off the container and he quickly ran off. The Wizard and I agreed to a truce and would work together to destroy the corrupted container. Soon I was attacked with a spell of darkness and fought myself inside my mind. My guildee's had refused to be left behind and helped me overcome the control even when i attacked them. We all finally caught up with the container at the Gods Temple and my heart sank to the bottoms of the world. He had revived my sister and controlled her mind with darkness. He said the only way to free her is if one of us died. Not able to bear the thought of murdering my sister, I let her kill me. As the life left my body i saw her return to normal and scream out to me. I remembered nothing after that. Had I died? Was this hell? I soon opened my eyes to the familiar roof of Tatakai's lobby and saw all the faces of the ones i loved and even those who had been my enemies in the past. Apparently after my sacrifice the Pure Heart's black magic restrictions unleashed the full power and destroyed the container and its self. The restrictions could not be broken unless evil destroyed an individual with no purposeful violence in them. We all laughed and cried for joy. the Pure Heart was gone, my sister was back, The Gods Temple gates had collapsed in the explosion, forever blocking the way to the altar, and peace was finally restored. Buuuuut you know what they say always: "Peace only lasts so long" Im ready for the next battle this time, with friends and family to back me up as i take another large stride into my destiny. i am Xertini and my story has just begun...

IGN: AsianRider
Character Name: AsianRider

The last Rider,and tha last Feather Folk after a war against the Atlantians. He got his name Asian from a loving mother who cares for his future and a loving father that drives thoughness in the battle field. One night deep through the shadows of darkness,burning flames in a cold weather, Asian came across a huge nest, and in this nest there was an egg. The egg slowly hatches while all Asian could do was just watch. The egg hatched and it was a Baby Night Gryphon. Asian lost both his parents after the war and also did the baby gryphon. Asian decided to take care of the baby gryphon, days have past and months flew by, the baby gryphon grew to be an adult. Asian and his night gryphon took off in the sky.....

AsianRider's Journey has Just Begun.

'Llo all. I'm one of the 3 judges for this contest. Made an account just to tell you guys, thank you very much for taking your time to join, this has been a really big surprise for us and we're really glad to see so many people take part in it.

Good luck everyone.

Migs as Arv
TheCallB0y as One of the Trans of boss/Guard of Shilly
Faladriel as Gie's Sister
Ivey as the one who made the Phoenix
March as the one who made phoenix and dragon
Messilla as Ayrine
Synnefo as one of the Trans of Boss
IceCandy as One of the Guards/Boss Trans
nau as Ligea
Presia as Percy
Others if not mentioned my alt xD
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GUYS THANK YOU SO MUCH W/O you guys this would be Impossible.

IGN >>> Shirotsumekusa



Shirotsumekusa. She is just normal person to begin with, no talent, don’t have confidence. Born without know who her father is. Once she asks her mother about him, she said “Your dad is passed away due the war”, it is like avoiding her own daughter curiosity. But she knows, that was a huge lie to comfort her.

She known as love child, always bullied, no one is befriending her at her age. Only her mother, the one who always calm her heart, until she died due illness over years. The one most special for her is not on her side again. Everyone from her hometown hates her, but she not blaming anyone, not even her father.

From that point, she will seek the truth of her own story, walking away from her past memories, she began to journey. Until she found a person that help her when she surrounded by bunch of monster. That person is Prophet who always have faith in others, and like help people.

She then seeks the path to Prophet, based on person she met couple a day before. Now, after she makes it to Prophet and join ‘BestOfHonor’ she will continue help every person that she meet, even just “Buff please”, she will gladly give them support with a great smile. With that smile as pretty as white clover she searches her father information through it.

Note:
Shirotsumekusa > シロツメクサ > White Clover

Aw! But we'd still like to see it! D:

I FORGOT! MortemSicarius as the 12 yearo old Reah )

ign: Yuni
character name: Yuni
16 yrs old

A unique orphan child that holds the key to save the world.

One day Yuni went out for a walk in town to grab some herbs for her sick mother, by the time she got back home her mother had died and her father was on his last breaths.
Yuni: (crying)Mama!
Papa: argh..uhh..cough..
Yuni: (crying) Papa!, what happened?
Papa: Me and your mom never told you anything ever since you were born,(cough), Your mom and I had u as our only child, we dont want our precious daughter to hate us of we we've done. Yuni, have you ever notice people acting weird around u?
Yuni: yes, but i dont care, cus all i know is that i have the best mama and papa in my life.
Papa: Everything that has happened in the past please forgive me and your mother. we hope that one day everyone well treat you as a person and not a beast. Your mom and i were exploring in the desert 1 day when u were still in your mothers stomach, Your mom found a precious orb in the hands of a dragon statue inside a dark cave. The orb was so shiny and was pretty, your mother decided to take the orb but the orb didnt move. there was something written on the statue, it says," to obtain this dragon orb u must sacrifice a living child's birth, once this new child is born he/she well obtain powers of a Dragon Beast, The Key To Save The World. Me and your mother just wanted our daughter to have a wonderful life, but i guess me and your mother did a bad thing to our precious little daughter.
Yuni: dont say that papa, maybe there's a reason why mama found this dragon orb in the 1st place, but what ever happened in the past i forgive you and mama, please dont leave me.....
Papa: Yuni, these beasts u see here are after you.
Yuni: why are these beasts after me papa?
Papa: you hold the power of the Legendary dragon orb, many years ago people and beasts and also dragons fought in wars to obtain this Dragon Orb, to control the world. Deep down in a Hidden cave holds a Dragon which is made out of Crystals. Beasts,dragons,and people called it Crystalisk, a ruthless dragon who only cares about powers and ruling the world and making people as its slaves, He Cherish this Dragon Orb so much that he will do anything to obtain it.
Yuni: But papa where is this orb? how do i use its power....i dont even know how to fight. i...i...(crying)
Papa: The Legendary Dragon Orb is inside you my precious daughter. Take this 2-hand Black-Cutter Massacre and go to town and talk to Spike Schulz about what happened, he's an old friend of mine while way back fighting these ruthless beasts. Before you go, Me and your mother treasure this Epic Dragon Armor we treasure it for you long ago, hoping one day these beasts well appear again. Spike schulz well teach you how to fight and become a warrior like you father.
Yuni: papa, dont leave me....
Papa: Me and your mother is so happy to have a wonderful daughter.......
Yuni: PAPA!!!!!!!!(crying)
Yuni went behind the house and dug up 2 holes for her loving mother and father. After hearing what her father told her, she took the 2-hand Black-Cutter Massacre and the Dragon Torment armor her mother and father treasured it for her. She got to town and explain everything to Spike Schulz. Spike trained her to be a fighter and to be brave.........1 year has past.....
Spike Schulz: Yuni, a year has past and you are getting better and better everyday now, its like seeing your father again..and look at you yuni you are unique and intelligent like your mother. I think you are ready for your adventure and we all prays for your return with the Crystalisk head.
Yuni: Thank you Spike for teaching me how to hold a weapon and using it. I'm a go and say goodbye to mother and father before i leave onto my journey. Thank you for everything Spike.
Yuni went to back to her house where she buried her mother and father. Yuni walked inside the house and saw a necklace, it was her mothers favorite necklace. Yuni picked up the necklace on the ground and puts it around her neck. Yuni Closes her eyes and by holding the necklace, she prays for her mothers guidance through a journey where she has no clue to begin with.
With the power of the Legendary Dragon Orb, The Dragon Torment armors her father and mother treasured for her, and The 2-hand Black-Cutter Massacre.
Will Yuni Be able to save the world and killed the Crystalisk Dragon?

She was in Hospital :C maybe that didn't let her finish her work but but i wish! :/ ill pm her in fb

Ehhhh? D: Hope she's alright!

she is now just lil delays ;x

Okay, well tell her her spot's still reserved as long as her comment's there on this thread. D:

SOOOOOO GUYS! Here’s the 2nd (last?) chapter of the story, had to put in another reply just cause i can’t edit my 1st post, Btw! Thanks for those who shared there precious time reading my piece i have so much to say hihihi more later! Let’s get this on now, 30 SS :x
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Gie: I have to get Ores again world bosses are really fast in spawning these past few weeks, hmm.

Gie: Sigh... It’s been a week since i dreamt of that well, i’ll be living in dreams!
(weird sound and a voice)

Voice: Come Gie, here more ores here!

Gie: who’s that? Hmm i’ll try tocheck.

Gie: ugh, nothing here, I’m daydreaming, what?!? *disconcerted face*

Voice: here, come here!

Gie: now what *Surprised*






Gie:*rubs eyes*

Gie: WHAT IS THIS THING?!?!

Voice: It’s me The Phoenix Blaze (TPB)

Gie: okaaaaaay, i get it now I’m dreaming again, no just no , not now Mother needs ores *annoyed face*

TPB: Shut it! This is real deal Gie.. we need you!

Gie: hmm, I’ve heard that before, i wanna be a sorcerer and blah blah *stick tongue out*

TPB: you’re the chosen Arcanist.

Gie: The what?

TPB: The Arcanist, you’ll be the one who’ll save Arcana from despair.

Gie: *Laughs* Despair? How Arcana seems so fine nothing devastated *Doubts*

TPB: I know that you’ll say that.

Gie: *pinches self* got to wake up now..!

TPB: I said this is real! Getting back, I’ll show you what really is happening in Decomus.

Gie: wait, wait what? That place is only for high class families, Humans..

TPB: you’ll know. Look at this.




Gie: *rubs eyes* are we here now?

TPB: we are. I brought you here to see what is really happening for now you have to talk to that guy. He’s the guardian here and i forgot *stares on gie*

Gie: what with that loo----k!?!? WOW, i look Different now feel so light! (*in his mind* well sure this is adream but i have to ride now later i’ll wake
up for sure)

TPB: you got a weapon as well, thats from Pharaoh its light and blessed by me. What i need you to do is talk to them or kill them if they show something you know you should act.

Gie: WHAT?!? so what am i going to----? She left already, well.






Gie: I am Gie, you sir?

Booga: Booga Swordwind, call me Booga. The Phoenix Blaze brought you here? You must be the Arcanist.

Gie: Arcanist.. yeah Arcanist. .. so, whats happening here? I see Catapults firing and gates are locked!

Booga: long story, but here it is. Since Prince Shilly and his family left Decomus, Evil Giant named Gigantes came here with this other giant fellows with different battlers with bows and arrows, swords, spears. That why we’ve upgraded the Guard System here.

Gie: but why did that happen? Why did Prince and his family left?

Booga: Gie, Im just a guardian here.

Gie: I see, thanks. Now i gotta move.
(as he walks towards the gate)

Gie: Wait who is this *Big eyes* is this another guardian? But it’s a bit odd he’s too big i’ll try approaching then.

Gie: Hey Big Guy! can you let me pass?

Humbaba: *Attacks Gie*

Gie: WHATS WRONG?!?! *covers face*




Gie: This! must be one of Gigantes Battlers.

Gie: *puts out staff* so.... It casts by itself, boring *pout*

Voice: it's your will

Gie: Huh? I need to do this faster, the Ores *nods*

Gie: this is kind of an easy thing than my last dream, well.
(defeated Humbaba)

After he passed all the the other Soldiers~~

Gie: why does it seem like I mastered all my skill. *wonders*

Gie: A GIANT PRIEST! *LAUGHS*

Gie: what can he do *sarcastic mode (lol)*




Sharlach: *Hits Gie* *uses that thing that makes him Invincible*

Gie: why does it seem invincible?

Gie: *holds on pocket* whats this?

Gie: oh its a Damage Absorb removal?

Gie: whatever this is might work on this priest! *throws to Sharlarch*

Sharlach: *Rage mode*

Gie: so the light thingy, he seem vincible now!

Gie Defeated Sharlarch~ (obviously)


While on his way to next Bosses~

Gie: am i lost?

(random Rouge attacks him)

Gie: ugh! what should i do. they're attacking me.

Gie: i did it but, they damaged me allot!

Gie: i'll try one thing i learned.. *meditates*

*HEALING*

Gie: I did it!, bt how i learned that through my dream, AMAZING!

Gie: but its weird how i still know how to--------- NO!

Zaras: *moves to Gie's position*



Gie ran and got cornered in a closed gate

Gie: I'm helpless i need to attack him, he seem so strong though.

as he sets himself to attack Zaras pushes him.

Gie: this would be a pretty good fight.

Zaras head to him. Gie uses a hard skill to master, Meteor Shower.

Gie: I did it. its fun! i'll forgot bout the ores for now.

Gie saw the gate opened, as he enter he fought all the Tanks that were too tanky so it took him hours to beat all.

Gie: pssh, that was pretty hard now this Tank... ..

Gie Rushed to the tank some flash backs happened.

Gie: Wait what? *shakes head* why does those i meet in my dreams running in my mind. sigh..

He defeated the Tank now he saw something that he thinks may open the gate, to go inside the Marquis mansion.





As soon as Gie got inside The Mansion he rushed to Gigantes.

Gie: so there you are Gigantes!, what have you done here? *attacks fierce-fully*

Giagantes was bit faster than him. but something boosted Gie.

Gie: Whoa! that was close. I dodged his sword!





Gie Defeated the boss. The Phoenix Blaze is back.





TPB: how was Decomus?

Gie: I have lots of Questions to you, how how how?

TPB: I know. you'll ask that I'm telling you all that happened to you week ago were true.

Gie: thats why I still know how to use skills? and be a good Fighter?

TPB: Precisely.

Gie: buuut---- shes gone again.

Gie ported somewhere. he doesnt know.. seem like a Forest. well weird forest.



Gie: WHAT ARE YOU? WHERE IS PHOENIX?? WHERE AM I?

Dragon Sage: I'm the so called "Dragon Sage" (DS) you have so much questions shut up. this is the Wood Garden, it hidden in Logging Area. you need to observe things and as what you did Decomus, you'll do it here.

Gie: so i have to kill them all? *shocked* why don't you guys just do it you're the dragon sage and the other is phoenix blaze what going on why me?

DS: SHUT UP.

as the Dragon Sage vanished Gie head right to Gerry's Refuge.


Gie: A Statue? This is so so easy!

Gie continuously hit the statue, something came out.

Gie: WHAT IS THIS its chasing me! wait i have better speed now

But Gie Fainted...



Gie: he's fast though!

Gie swiftly attacked Gerry.

Gie: how did i attack that fast?

Gie discovered something bout how he attack. He called it Gerry Cast.

Gie: Gerry cast.. hmm Gcast! ill call it Gcast. *smiles like a goat*

Gie didn;t want to waste time he moved on to this boss named Tratequ

Gie: this is a HUGE statue i wonder how big this is, i think it won't be able to attack me, he's a fatty!
my gcast sure will kill it!

after he broke the statue..




Gie: WHAT IS THIS? EVIL FROG?

Gie was pulled he was helpless he thought of being in front of the frog and it ported him there.

Gie: my porting skills work! now I'm gonna use gcast on this being.

Gie did kill Tratequ. he head so slowly to Thiassis's nest since the frog used something to slow down his moves.




when he got to Thiassi's statue he sure used the gcast.
he's out of mana.

Gie: what should i do? *disconcerted face* i can't cast any skills if this is so.

Gie took a deep meditation, it sped up the recovery of this Mana, but thiassi did some damage to him, but since he's full mana he healed himself.

Gie: *tries gcast* haha! this never fail me.

As he head to Radon, the woodgarden tribe chased him but since again he has healing it was pretty nothing.

Gie: theres no statue of him? oh there he is!

Gie head to Radon so fast and it stunned him, he was unable to move.




Gie: what should i do?!?!? i can't move and my skills are not working!

Radon was attacking him continuously, when finally Gie made his way out of Radon's stun.

Gie quickly used all his skills due to annoyance of what radon did.

Gie: that's for you Radon fatty Dragon!




DS: DRAGON? DID I HEAR SOMETHING ABOUT ME?

Gie: no its about Radon, now what? everything is fun!

DS: i cannot be with you. I'll be bringing you to somewhere you know!

Gie ports into a Circus.

Gie: so this is whats inside Paniye, i feel so alone. Why did that two weird flying thingy leaving me *annoyed*

Gie: What the hell is that? is that a puppeteer?





Gie: I didn't know this things are inside PANIYE!!!

Gie was controled under Puppeteers hypno.

all he does was Attack ,Attack.

Gie headed to all the Boss and he is still under the hypno, no emotions, just kill kill kill. dodge dodge dodge.










Until he reached Payaso, the one that owns and arrange sequel of events in Paniye Circus.






Gie was automatically ported to another Place called Laioha.

he was still under the hypno. he's on a mode called" KILL THEM ALL"


So he had to fight with the Dinosaur called Drake but its splits in to 2 that Paralyzes his skills but that was just a piece of cake to someone hypnotized.





kill...





dodge




AND KILL. NOTHING CHANGED HE WAS REALLY ON A MODE THAT NO ONE CAN STOP.





There was a voice waking up Gie to his Consciousness. he was in a white place all white he tried to run but he goes nowhere.




Gie: WHAT HAPPENED? AND THIS ARMOR THIS WEAPON ITS BACK!

Gie was so confused to all the things that are happening.

he was ported somewhere...



GIE WAS SHOCKED ON WHAT HE SAW!

Gie: What?!? you guys are alive??!?

Radon, Gigantes, Special, Payaso: The Arcanist!

Gie: wait what?

Radon: Thanks for Letting us out of those Hell! they're made by this Evil Warlock named "Grimlock"

Gigantes: He made that all and made us a ferocious Monsters.

Special: That's true we're actually Guardians too.

We were just under Grimlocks Hypnotism. like what Puppeteer did to you. it makes Anyone Hunger for power and kill anyone that blocks it.

Now as we're thanking you Receive this Armor we made through our powers. The Arcanist Set. And take this Wings as the sign of winning us from Grimlocks dark magic.



Gie: THIS IS REALLY COOL!





Gie: By the way, where did the phoenix and dragon go?

Radon: Those 2 are you. they separated through your birth. you still have to know more Gie. More.
now you should go back to your Family and all those friends you thought was a dream is waiting for you to Kill Crystalisk to get to Grimlocks Lair.

Gie: about the dream.. What was that?

Special: ITS NOT A DREAM! its true The phoenix and dragon ported you in different times. those are people from different time without you noticing thats why things seems so so fast. but since you're the Arcanist you can work on almost everything using your IMAGINATION. we;ll thanks to you Gie! now Go back they're waiting on you. I have your Griffon there. with millions of pennies *smiles*

Gigantes: and Gie! you can live in the Mansion now. Just promise us you'll defeat Grimlock *waves as all the bosses ports*

Gie: Griffon! bring me back to The town!
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So here how it starts...
Gie got back to his parents there were Crowds waving at him And Prince Shilly welcomed him. he saw this Black Aura from Shilly, but what is it?
is he the?
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Let's see to Gies next Adventure now he's with his Friends from different time frames and Dimensions.



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I HAVE NOTHING MORE TO SAY BUT THANKS! TO THIS EVENT AND EVERYONE WHO APPRECIATED MY EFFORTS!
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@Miru: Please tell us if you'll still consider entering, you have your spot reserved in your earlier comment on this thread. We can hold back submission to the judges for at least a while longer. Wouldn't want your effort to go to waste. It sounds like you got a really good story too. :<

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Khezu

His mother wanted to make sure her son would grow up to be a great man.
Someone everyone would look up to.
His father wanted him to become a strong fighter, a warrior that wouldn't even think of putting his sword down as long as there is war going on.

He? Well...

A healer, though... born without the ability to use magic, a pretty worthless healer.

Everyone wanted him to be something he wasn't. Including himself.

Desperately trying to run away from this preset path he fell into the wrong hands.



He met certain people he probably shouldn't have met.
They promised him many things, they said they understood his pain. They weren't any different from him.
Outcasts, wanting to be something they couldn't be. Atleast, not by themselves... They said they found a way to fulfill their own desires
and that he could be part of this great finding.
Gossips about this small gang were spreading in no time, but Khezu, gullible as he was, believed their lies,
ending up betraying everything he had ever known.

Thanks for the help, but we found someone else to do the job

... Wait what?...

You're not needed anymore, who would want a worthless healer anyways, You're useless. Go home now

Home... What home.. He left all that behind to chase after something that never was there to begin with.

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Khezu

A pretty rude guy whose face has written " idiot" all over it.
Mister big mouth, always complains about everything, he pretty much hates everything.
He'll be the first to comment on how stupid you look in your new shiny ( shitty?) armor
You're better off not letting him try out your food, does this guy even have any tastebuds?
Magic? No one needs Magic, is that the best you can do? Even a rock can use magic better than that.

Face it, he's perfect, you're not.

He doesn't have any friends, but then again, no one is good enough anyways, so why would he?
If he's not around to bully others or to follow you and annoy you to death you'll probably find him somewhere lazing around in the grass.
Don't you dare to step on those poor innocent flowers though... He'll kill you for sure...




He just didn't want to be a loser anymore...

IGN: RayDarkwolf
Character Name: Ray Darkwolf

CHAPTER I -

Arcana... built by the Alliance under the illustrious Prince Shilly. It was a refuge for the survivors. A place of harmony, peace – the perfect escape for weary travelers who were lost and finding their way.

But beneath the depths of the Grankine fort, a boy, roughly the same age as the said Prince was scribbling away in his study. He was of a lanky build, hardly any muscle worth to speak of. Fragile would be the best term to describe him physically, at least until he held one’s gaze.

Ray Darkwolf, or to be precise Ray Grankine, was born from a very unlikely partnership between the late King and one of the high ranking elf Generals of the army. Despite the trouble, the King atoned for his sins and took him under his ward. But knowing that he should be wary of his adultery, his Majesty ordered a lockdown to keep the child inside its walls.

In all honestly, every being in the castle knew that the King would have done nothing to take care of this child even in his death bed. So the fort’s own servants made it a point to raise him as the perfect weapon – a tactician.

And indeed he did, he grew up knowing every single tome the fort had to offer. He was proud to say, that his intellect surpassed even the scholars that the Prince have recruited into his army.


“Scholars.” he muttered with a wry grin. The thought was amusing to him.

He set down his quill off to the side of the scroll he was writing, lifting his now free hand to run through his tousled blue hair. He gave a small sigh, heaving himself off his work bench to approach a peculiar looking mirror. He gazed as his reflection, deep blue pools of wisdom onto himself, almost mockingly reminding him that he was a forgotten son. A foster child. A reject.

Ray shook his head as he waved his hand over the tempered glass. A bright white light emitted from the center, swirling as it produces the images he willed for it to expose.

The spell borrowed the eyesight of a bird in flight, giving him an overview of the current situation of Arcana. He always used this to spy, gain knowledge, and furthermore – to plot. As much as the fort has been a safe haven to him for his entire lifetime, he wished to exercise his intellect.

“After all...” he mused to himself, trailing a finger over his well cropped collar. “My dear…brother, needs better allies.”

And with that, he vanished.

IGN : Smoochie
Character name: Yoshi

One bright sunny day, a super duper cute half-elf baby boy was born in the town Terminus. His father, a human named Kuz Brix, was a great instructor of spell, and his mother, an elf named Alanna, was gentle, pretty, and loving elf, was so happy seeing him. His father was like "OMG! We're having a baby. Look at those cheeks. Wow! He looks just like me." but sadly, his mother died few minutes after giving birth to him. His father named him Yoshi. His father did an incredible job raising him alone. He was his hero.

When he was 12 years old, his father noticed his potential in spells. His father saw his pure heart. Because of that, his father trained him to be a great sage. Yoshi studied spells. He read alot of books and it became his hobby. Learning every spell his father taught him, his father was amazed on how fast he mastered them. Until one time, his father tried to teach him a spell and Yoshi failed. His father was shocked because he failed at first time. His father looked high on him, and because of that failure, his father got depressed. Yoshi trained so much to make up for his father. Not so long, he mastered it and he surprised his father about it. His father was delighted and was so proud of him.

Over the years, Yoshi had learned more difficult spells. Through the process of making errors, facing trials, and getting up more times than he fall. He really had learned more from failures than success. Trials in his life has shaped him into knowing what matters most in life and attempting to attain it.

Now Yoshi mastered all healing skills and became a Great Prophet.

Nuu Jaded, you MUST write! D:

EEYUP.

GO TAKE A LOOK NAO >>>>> http://noscrubs.net/discussions/recent-discussions/results-arciris-character-event

Also admins, please lock this thread now that the event's over, thank you in advance! And thank you everyone for making this such a success! Bless your faces!

Locked as requested.

*follows link to results*

Haha No thank you, writing is not really my strong suits XD I prefer to draw and work on the art events >3

Mine is ridiculously long...I've cut stuff out and limited my imagery and everything...is it really ok if they are super long? @_@ *still writing it too...*


k im too shy to submit Dx finished the story and did hand drawn pics as well as ss ;~; oh well ~ it was nice.

Of course you can! You'll at least get the character artwork prize

wow my love thats nice ;o

I can be corny at times k. AHAAHAHAHAHA deal with it. Thanks my love AHAHAHAA

I may just make this into an actual story. Ah the creative writing juices are flowing~

Absolutely! Thanks for the support ma'am!

Ooh I like this one, definitely unique

You can just edit your original submission, we'll always check on each entry to see if there are any changes

Thanks..

SERIOUSLY?! AHAHHAAHHAAHHAHAHAHAHAH

THIS IS JUST SO MUCH WIN.

Shall we refer to you as the Queen of Atlantis?

I wanted to post his journey, but it'll be too long. HAHAHAHA!

OMG YES PLEASE. AHHAHAHAHA