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THE PLOT

 

 

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There is not one, but many of different worlds both similar yet different from the worlds we live in. The worlds are all connected by an invisible passage only the [Dimensional Witch] can use. The worlds are in harmony and there was no way a war can ever break out in each worlds as there was no other means for each of the worlds to travel to another dimension... all but the world of Zephero.

 

The world of Zephero wishes to conquer all of the rest of the dimensions. They knew the existence of it, however they cannot transcend the barrier that keeps the worlds from travelling into another. It was he, [Will of the Universe], who did it to preserve the peace and harmony of all worlds.

 

And yet, Zephero took possesion of the [Dimensional Witch]. She was held captive by the Zepheron King and plans to use her to invade the other worlds.

 

But it was all in the surface. The truth is, there is an organization that has been pulling the strings behind, causing havoc in different worlds. They are called [The Followers of the Black Prophet]. They came from different worlds however they cannot travel between worlds. Instead, they have a mean to communicate with each other and with that, they devised a plan to kidnap the [Dimensional Witch] and forcibly make her travel to Zephero where she is currently

 

The [Will of the Universe], knowing the evil intentions of [The Followers of the Black Prophet], gathered the Heroes from different dimensions to fight agairetrieve the [Dimentional Witch] before Zephero can invade other worlds.

 

 

THE CHARACTERS

 

Sveinn Porsteinn - Satou

 

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Name:

Sveinn Porsteinn (Norse Origin)

 

World:

Eraktica

 

Age:

18

 

Class/Job:

Weapon User:[Great Sword][Twin Blade]

 

Orientation:

Bisexual

 

Seme/Uke:

Seme

 

Personality:

Reckless, Agressive and loves to fight. However, Sveinn can also be a bit overprotective and he can be a bit sensitive at times. And he's selfish.

 

Bio:

Sveinn is the Hero of Eraktica, a futuristic world. The world is set similar to a game with people doing quests, having jobs/classes and using baddass skills. In this world, a chaos occurred when a group of shady people who called themselves [The Followers of the Black Prophet] causes havoc in the country. They have been kidnapping magic users around the world, making them sacrificial offerings to revive the [black Prophet], whose existence he's not even aware of. There was no [black Prophet] in their world (he came from another world), and [The Followers of the Black Prophet] are certainly somebody who's existence just suddenly appeared in the peaceful world of Eraktica. Too many things were unclear, but with the world in danger, Sveinn, son of the previous hero of the world, set forth in a dangerous journey. In that journey, he met new allies and together with them he fought the organization.

 

They won a battle they can hardly consider a victory. [The Followers of the Black Prophet], for some reason, just left them, vanishing into thin air. However, that do ended the kidnapping of Magicians and they were able to rescue the remaining magicians held captive other than the ones who were left both bloodless and lifeless.

Several days from then, Sveinn dreamed of something about a voice calling for him to help the [Dimensional Witch] in a different world and to defeat the organization who's keeping her, the same organization who killed the magicians in his country, the organization who rendered them bloodless in their deaths. He was also told that only by defeating them can truly make his world peaceful again. And after that, he was sent to a world different from his.

 

Others:

In Eraktica, [The Followers of the Black Prophet] tried to drain blood from magicians to revive the [black Prophet] who is from another world. Because of that event, There was hardly any magicians left in the World and the remaining ones refuses to use magic, fearing that the organization may kidnap them. That is the current situation of their world. If Sveinn can't defeat the organization, their world will forever be deviod of magicians and magic will become a taboo, and be forgotten.

 

Also, Sveinn is the leader of a guild called [society of Blade Users].

 

And here's his Twin Blade

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Xanto Gandanghari - Skyxon

 

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Name:

Xanto Gandanghari

World:

His world was a peaceful one. One with lovely green fields that extended all over the world. There was technology in his world but it was not extreme as it is now. Technology was not really a huge part of their lives. They stay hard on their traditional teachings and think that the only way to achieve anything is by their own hands.

Age:

19

Class/Job:

He is the bodyguard and servant of the king.

Orientation:

Bisexual

Seme/Uke:

Seke

Personality:

He is serious and always focused on the task ahead. He never loses his cool or acts out of character. His words can sometimes come out as harsh even if he does not intend them to be so.

Bio:

He was born and sold a slave or servant. In his world they follow the Royals, Nobles, Upper Class, Middle Class, Low Class, and Servants system. He was given up by his mom at birth to a debt collector from the palace because she could not afford to pay the taxes. He has never held anger towards his mother not even once has he cursed her name. He was meant to be a servant boy and play mate to the King’s children. But the Royal Guards and the King himself noticed that the boy was agile and had a fighter’s spirit in him so they decided to give him a shot. The King allowed him to join in the knight training one evening and was amazed by the boy’s instincts that guided him. He had no formal training before this and the King was stunned soon he started to train with the guards regularly.

Others:

He uses the style of fighting that is similar to the Arnis style used in the Philippines

 

 

 

Ivan Svyatoslav - Techno

 

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Name

Svyatoslav, Ivan

(Святослав, Иван)

[Russian Name]

 

 

World

Zima

(зима)

 

 

Age

Twenty

 

 

Class

MAGIC USER:

Magician

 

 

Job

Army Commander

 

 

Orientation

Currently Straight...? / Confused Straight.

He is not really sure because he never thought about it.

 

 

Position

Seke

 

 

Personality

Stoic, polite and brilliant. Ivan is hard-working, diligent, responsible and that is the reason why he climbed up the ranks, and the reason why he is respected by so many. He has perfect manners, not only that, he is kind to anyone, rich or poor. Honest and doesn't lie unless he really has to, he is the type to worry of others rather than of himself.

 

He's easy to fluster though, especially when it comes to women due to growing up not interacting with them much and is teased because of it. He's calm, he doesn't jump to conclusion but instead, analyzing everything before speaking his thoughts out or just keep it to himself, has a grace befitting of a noble.

 

 

Bio

He was born when his birth country was still at war, his father died in that war while his mother died giving birth to him. He ended up in an orphanage away from the battlefield.

 

At the age of 5, he was taken away along with the other boys who were at the same age of him though some were older. It was one of the laws, boys at the age of 5 or older will be taken away to be tested to see if they have skills, if they show promise to being a closed-ranger than a long-ranged or a magician, they will be taught by different tutors with said specialty. If they do not show any promise to either, they are sent back to where they were taken from.

 

Ivan showed promise of being a magician.

 

As he grew, the more magic he had spent reading and practicing. His tutors were surprised that he, so young, showed so much talent at handling magic than they have ever seen in a child. There were magics that some he was strong at, some he was decent.

 

He had childhood, yes. There were times that the children that were being taught like him played during breaks, it wasn't much but they cherished their small happiness before they grew up and were put into war. Ivan went up the ranks that surprised many, it wasn't as if he was the first one to do so, it was still a surprise.

 

At the age of 15, he was promoted to Commander at the same time his country had won.

 

 

Others

Zima means Winter. Because in his world there is no 4 seasons but only one; Winter.

His world is an old medieval world, the 25 Year War ended with his country who won the war. It has been 5 years since that win and all is peaceful once again.

 

His Phoenix's (the one in the pic) name is Kuzma (Кузьма). It has the ability to changed into a baby Phoenix just in case for certain uses.

 

+ his signature magic circle

 

 

 

Uranio Mati - fameandfortune212

 

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Name:

Uranio Mati

(Short form of To Mati Toy Uranoy - Το Μάτι Του Ουρανού)

[Greece name]

 

World:

Colossus

 

Age:

21

 

Class/Job:

Magic User - Magician

 

Orientation:

In denial gay

 

Seme/Uke:

Uke

 

Personalities:

Mati has a bit of switch personalities, bipolar, can be from very happy to very sad, due to the fact he was blind. He's not completely blind, he always has an ability to see without using his eyes, he could sense things with his other sense or even see with his mind - this fact makes him happy, but he could only see black and white color - this fact makes him sad. But overall, Mati is quick-witted, kind-hearted, can be quite enthusiastic at times or very silent.

 

Bio:

Born with a curse to never see the light of the sun ever again. He was blindfolded just right after he had opened his eyes. But gifted with his magical abilities. From a world that was still acient, religious and old, no technology, science was barely recent found, his parents tried to seperate him away from his own family, feeling the distance, Mati ran away from a very young age. Mati reached another kingdom, where the king was religious yet very open-minded towards supernatural than where Mati came from, took that fact to his advantage, Mati lied to the king and said he was sent by the Gods, the king was easily persuaded by a few minor magic. Without any second thoughts, the king took the Mati back to his palace and raised him, made him the highest priest in the entire kingdom.

 

 

 

Alasdair Caimbeulach - SqueezeBabe

 

 

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Name:

Alasdair Caimbeulach

 

World:*

Aunios

 

Age:*

19

 

Class/Job:*

Healer and Dreamseer

 

Orientation:

Bisexual

 

Seme/Uke:

Seke

 

Personality:

Alasdair lives in a world of his own. Comes across as dreamy and with a short attention span, but underneath remembers everything (photographic memory). He has a voluptuous nature (Giving, characterized by, or suggesting ample, unrestrained pleasure to the senses ).

 

Bio:

Alasdair comes from Aunios, a beautiful world that encourages everyone to indulge in all their senses. People visit to feel good and to recharge themselves. People from Aunios generally separate into one of two groups, Hedonists, and non Hedonists (Hedonism: the ideal of striving for pleasure above all else). Alasdair is not a Hedonist.

 

Alasdair showed an aptitude for Dreamseeing from a very young age and was sent off to study under one of the Great Masters. Dreemseeing is still an “imperfect” art (obviously one can't use it to look up lotto numbers or anything like that), however, there are a few “Great Skills”, one being able to place a persons time and place of death. Alasdair has learned this Great Skill, and is duty-bound not to reveal it to anyone. Knowing the time and place that someone is going to die causes him a fair degree of distress. To offset this distress, he studied healing as he felt, within himself, that if he could save people then he maybe could change their future.

 

 

 

Alf Dagfinn - Spell

 

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Name:

Alf Dagfinn (Norewegian)

 

World:

Strataar

The world is a very harsh climate, it is always snowing where Alf lived making him adapted to the cold climate. Many of the people survived by blending them selves to the land, as the blue hair came to view on the world. The predators of this world actually adapted and became much larger than many of the natives, also almost half of the life on this world actually resides under water, making this planet a large ocean with only a selected amount of islands that dappled the ice.

 

Age:

20

 

Class/Job:

Ranger

 

Orientation:

bi

 

Seme/Seke/Uke:

Seke

 

Personality:

Alf's personality was at large, Weird. He was the one to speak odd words of his language to others expecting them to know it, but alas they do not. He has always a large affinity of the sea in other worlds that he travels to occasionally diving deep into other world's oceans to see what creatures lays beneath. Although he may seem more of a perversity of different worlds, he blends into many places he visits, somehow not catching attention despite his looks.

 

Bio:

Alf's people are of a dying species, they are the last of the aquatic race, able to breath underwater. He was one of the select few of his race that actually has the golden eyes, which allow him to see at farther lengths than an other human or species of any kind in his world. This of which allows him to be an extraordinary seeker and ranger. He was only at the age of 9 when he was pulled away for the rough training to be a seeker in his clan. This was the greatest honor that a Stratian could behold in his lifetime. This therefore made him valuable to any other clan out there; this started the death of his race... Alf unknowingly second-handedly wiped his race out to nothing but a mere 300 left.. This was the true destruction of greed for power. Knowing this Alf turned to the teachings left by his elders of his clan using the scrolls to advise others of the overwhelming power of greed and foolishness.

 

Others:

 

All ranged weapons

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Tetsu

World 00: PROBEL

 

 

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Probel (German for "The Blank Space") - It is a the place where the [Will of the Universe] resides. It is a place different from all dimensions as it is the only place not connected to any worlds. It is also not a world, just a space where the [Will of the Universe] resides.

 


 

It had been several days since the battle with [The Followers of the Black Prophet]. They had won the battle and they had driven them off completely from their lands. Peace has been restored. However, with now only a few magicians living, Eraktica is an a verge of losing them in the future, making them extinct.

 

"Come here", Sveinn heard of a voice, not belonging to man nor a woman telling him to come.

 

"Come here", the voice said again. Sveinn was terrified what it was. It could be the organization they fought with. After all, they are still living somewhere outside their world. Sveinn walked towards the source of the voice, he was walking in a dark hallway, no, a space with nothing around but a white path leading towards the source of the voice.

 

"Who are you!!??", he yelled as he nervously increased his walking pace. However, before he even reached the end of the path, he woke up. It was all a dream. He just had a creepy dream of something calling for him, a voice which can neither be categorize as a man or a woman, or a human in general. Sveinn stood up and sat on the bed, stretching both his arms open wide. After yawning several times, he was all awake.

 

"What was that dream all about?" he said as a magic circle appeared below him. The magic circle was something he had not seen before. It was unique and beautiful. The magic circle was replaced by a dark-colored hole which made Sveinn fell without knowing what's going on. He fell on his butt when he reached the bottom.

 

The place was similar to the one in his dream. It was a pitch black space with only the white path illuminating him. Once again, he started walking towards the end, though now there was no voice calling for him. When he reached the area, who saw a figure of something hard to describe.

 

"Young Hero! You are chosen to help restore the peace of all lands. I will send you to Zephero, where the dimensional witch is being held captive." again, a voice not belonging to a man or a woman said. Sveinn was nervous as he held tight the hilts of his twin blade. He needed to be on guard.

 

"Bring me back!" he yelled to the figure.

 

"I cannot. You will have to travel to Zephero and there you will find both allies and enemies. If you retrieve the dimensional witch, I can grant you all any wish. But you have to save the Dimentional Witch. An organization is trying to make use of her powers to invade other worlds. They are the same ones who attacked your place, killing magicians here and there"

"Then I will go!" determined, a magic circle appeared below him and once again, he fell on the hole.

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"Ivan, good work."

 

"Hm?" The blue-haired man turned around at voice spoke behind him, to see the General Commander walking towards him, hands in his back and back straight. Imposing as ever. "Ah, thank you, sir." Ivan thanked politely.

 

His response made the old-looking man - who was in his 40's - laugh kindheartedly. "Polite as ever, m'boy." The older man patted him in the back. "You should loosen up and have fun. It's already been five years since we've won yet you still keep working day in and day out." Sir Kiel, a kind patient man who already has two daughters, gave him a pointed look. "If you keep that up, you'll never get married and have children!" He said somewhat exaggerate.

 

"It is alright, serving my country and offering my help is enough." His lips quirked up a small smile, despite the older man being in a high-ranked position, he never fails to mingle with both the higher and lower ranks, as expected of one of the respected people in their country (and even in other places.) and never acted like everyone is beneath him.

 

The General's shoulder slumped sulkily, giving the blue-haired man another pointed look. "Do not blame me if you ever get lonely." He said, sounding joking as he gave Ivan another pat in the back. Ivan's father-figure bid him farewell and walked away, it seems that he still has more work judging by his shoulder's slumping further. A sign that he was sulky about it, meaning that he wouldn't be able to return to his wife's side early as planned, Sir Kiel said so himself earlier that he was looking forward to the early leave until paperwork shattered it.

 

Ivan shook his head, smiling softly. Sir Kiel would always have his respects and Ivan's support. Politics were a little crazy right now.

 

With an elegant swish of his coat, he turned and Flash!, suddenly he was gone.

 

The magic circle that was the only evidence of the young man's disappearance, vanished.

 

Where was he?

 

The place was dark. There wasn't anything he could see except for a bright white path in front of him, was he the only one here? The magic circle that appeared beneath his feet must have summoned him here. It suddenly appeared that he was too late to react and now he was here.

 

...Didn't he had this dream yesterday?

 

He glanced around then stared at the path. He didn't have any choice now, did he? And so he walked until he saw something in front of him. What...?

 

"Young Hero! You are chosen to help restore the peace of all lands. I will send you to Zephero, where the dimensional witch is being held captive."

 

"Who are you?" Ivan questioned, eyes narrowing at the figure. He couldn't tell who it was, was it a man or a woman? Who?

 

"I am no one important. You will have to travel to Zephero and there you will find both allies and enemies. If you retrieve the dimensional witch, I can grant you all any wish. But you have to save the Dimentional Witch. An organization is trying to make use of her powers to invade other worlds. This organization will bring your world to chaos, your country will suffer."

 

The blue magician tensed, he... didn't want his country to be in danger. Not anymore after the 25 long year-ed war and the earned peace, it wasn't even that long before his country will suffer again? But was this mysterious figure lying?

 

The figure might have read his hesitation before speaking once again,

 

"I speak no lies. If you do not believe me, then wait until the destruction happens again."

 

The magician pursed his lips. Would he gamble this? But his country... if destruction happens again... No.

 

Ivan would not let that happen.

 

"Then I will."

 

With that answer, a magic circle appeared under his feet and then he was gone again.

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Skyxon

Xanto walked down the road close behind the king. His knives where holstered to his waist and the two sticks on his back. He kept his guard up and close to the king. This man was his top priority that came even before his own life. The king of Gubat was beloved by all his people. Even if this place still had servants. They were not mistreated or wiped or anything. They were just on a lower classification. The king was a kind king that had fought against the nameless shadow group that kept popping up. He himself was in the front lines with his soldiers.

 

"What do you think of this place, Xantos?" The king addressed him in a soft voice so only he and the king could hear him. "I have no idea what you mean my king." Xantos replied respectively. "You know you do not have to call me by that my boy. I have known you ever since you picked up you first blade and I hope the heavens have enough mercy that they will not allow me to see you pick up your last. But I mean it. What do you think of our little world here? Is it satisfactory?" The king asked once again.

 

Xantos looked at the king and thought understanding what he had said of not seeing him pick up his last blade. The king never wanted to see him die. Since the king's son had died in war three years back he had treated Xantos as if he was a replacement to the son he lost. Xantos did not mind it was his duty to serve his king and he will fulfill any role the king assigns to him. If he was to play the king's replacement for his son then he shall do just that.

 

"I think you have raised a good land. The people are happy. They are healthy. We have our walls strong as ever. We are a good land. You are a good king. The people adore you. Not because of fear but because you have earned their respect by fighting for in the front lines. They have mourned with you the lost of your son. This land is so close woven it has become a family." Xantos stated as he kept monitoring the area just in case.

 

"I could not have expected any less of an answer from you my boy." The King smiled softly then turn his attention back forward as he made his way back into the castle. "Why don't you go ready my horse for later? I feel like going out for a bit after dinner." King instructed as he left to his private quarters.

 

Xantos bowed and started walking towards the stables. "Help me...I need your help boy....Help me.." Xantos looked around him trying to figure out where the voice came from. "Please I need your help..." Xantos kept looking around and started to walk closer to the stables. "Hello is anyone here? Hello?" Xantos called out calmly to the stables. But as he inspected the stables closer he found two things 1) there was only horses here and 2) the stable boy had been ignoring his duties to clean up after the animals.

 

"I need you please." The voice said and this time it sounded as if it was closer to Xantos. Next thing he knew something was glowing under him it was a weird circle thing. Xantos tried to step off of it but when he did the ground underneath him vanished and he fell through. He was consumed in darkness. "Welcome young hero. You are chosen to help restore the peace of all lands. I will send you to Zephero, where the dimensional witch is being held captive."

 

"I have not agreed to any such task and nor will I. I request you send me back where I came from right now." Xantos stated as he kept trying to see if he could find where the voice was coming from. "Where you the one calling out for help?" Xantos questioned as he put his hands on the hilts of his blades.

 

" I am sorry, but I can not allow you to return. I have summoned you here to help your world and others. You will have to travel to Zephero and there you will find both allies and enemies. If you retrieve the dimensional witch, I can grant you all any wish. But you have to save the Dimensional Witch. An organization is trying to make use of her powers to invade other worlds. This organization will bring your world to chaos, your country will suffer. They were the ones that took the life of your crowned prince. Don't you think the king will be pleased if you could bring him the heads of the people that took his only heir?" the voice stated in a more serious tone. "I can also grant that one wish. The one you yearn for more than anything. I can give her back to you young hero." The voice tempted even more.

 

Xantos was shocked at the voice's offer. He did not know that anyone else knew about that. He made sure that no one knew he always hid his emotions and wants very well. "Can you really?" Xantos asked as he looked into the darkness.

 

"I can grant you any wish you want. All you have to do is bring back the Dimensional Witch. Then you will have what you crave for back." the voice assured then another magical portal appeared under Xantos feet again. "Do you accept?" the voice asked.

 

"I accept." Xantos replied as the floor disappeared under him and he fell through to somewhere unknown.

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The blizzard was getting worse. It covered Alf's tent in snow; for that fact he needed to go outside during the blizzard to rake it off or he stood the chance of having his tent crush him in his sleep. And he was not about to let the Zillo beast that he had been tracking for many days now get away from him. Alf sniffled as he shifted his heavy furred coat back on and padded snow boots onto his feet, preparing himself to go outside to scrape the snow off of the tent. Alf took his spear as he was headed out the tent's flap...

 

But, there was something odd..

 

It seemed as if the whole world stopped around him even the small flecks of snow that were falling down was frozen in time as if some sort of spell had occurred. Alf readied his stance if this was the trickery of the Zillo beast that he was tracking or the plans of something odd, then he noticed that there was a small magical sort of circle encased in black, slowly widening under neath his feet.

 

"What ill trickery is this?! This will not stop me from finding you Beast!!" Alf yelled out at the top of his lungs knowing at least some one would of heard him, or at least seen this illusion also. Alf started to move but as he moved his feet sank into the already widening black hole that was engulfing him, like a snake would to it's live victim....

 

Before he knew it the darkness blackened his sight...

 

"You cannot return... The normality of life is over..." The subtle voice echoed in his inner soul as if it was actually residing inside him although it was only speaking into his mind.

 

"You cannot return. Your normality of life is over, you have been one of the few that has been chosen to bring back the Dimensional Witch from Zephero. You will find a select few of like and will travel to bring back the witch that is being held captive by an organization that i must not speak the name of. If you fail in your mission your world will fall into chaos, and the fall of your people is inevitable." The voice ringed inside his head, in a stern tone as if to persuade Alf into agreeing. " if you do prevail in your mission, then I will grant you one wish to you. The wish you want for your people..."

 

This panged him in the heart knowing the voice could see straight through alf's soul. "There is nothing more than I want for my people.... Why do you mock me so into this position? It is unfair for you to deal something of this sort..."

 

"That is your only wish, isn't that so? All that i must have Is my Dimensional Witch back where she belongs." The voice opened two portals, one back to the land where he was and another that led into darkness... "Do you accept or no?"

 

Alf grimaced, knowing that his people will keep dying because of his role in life. He did not want any more blood shed on his name for the sake of protecting him any longer...

 

"I accept your offer..." He looked back to his world once more, then turning his back to it to descend into the the darkness again not knowing what is actually beyond this magic port at all...

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"The Great Mati. Please, help us. We need your help. The great drought and locusts disasters has caused us famine. The cause of a lot deaths in our village. Please" Before the Ivory Temple that worship highest God of Colossus World, where the King built ages ago, way before Mati - now in charge of This great Temple, even the king had to have his permission before set his foot in - was even came to this universe, under the steps there were dozen of people, peasants, from elders to women, to kids, looking total dried out, exhausted, dirt covered up most of their body, craving and begging for help at the early of morning, but wouldn't dare step further. They came a long way, from the North border of the kingdom, recently he has heard some rumors about the famine from there, but never thought it could be so serious. Mati adjusted his black coat and stepped off of the golden 3-legged chair, where he usually have to sit all day long to watch over the kingdom and gave people advices, he quickly walked down those steps to listen more closely and carefully to the villagers.

 

"MEN! Prepare me a palankeen. I'll need it", Mati whispered to the men after he summoned them. Then he looked back at the people, firmly and clearly informed them.

 

"PEOPLE! NOW! Those who still has enough strength, lead me back to your village. Elders and women AND their children, please come inside the Temple and head for some rest and food in the dinning hall. Noww I'll pay your village a little "visit" ". He turned and faced his back to the Temple when the people finally went inside and rest, then he quickly walked on feet with the rest and the men carry his palankeen, back to their village, it was a weird thing, Mati had a palankeen, why didn't he just got on and followed the people back, the villagers thought but then put it behind their head, he must have a plan of his own. They walked for a short while, didn't even leave the city, Mati already heard someone calling for his name

 

"MATI SIR! PLEASE WAIT!" Mati turned back, and a small ranked young priest that worked for the temple, running toward Mati, panting heavily as he finally reached him. "Sir. You cannot....haa....leave the Temple right now...haa...the King can come any moment for tea and meeting...haaa or else the King will punish me."

 

Mati frowned at the young priest, just a frown from under the black blindfold already scared the priest so much he turned paralyzed, then Mati finally speak. "Tea? I believe His Majesty knows the priority of what comes first and what comes second. And if His Highness cannot understand what I am going to do is for his own people then tell him that he can deal with ME when I return. Now go back to the Temple".

 

Mati waited until the priest has returned to the palace then he got back to the villagers and started to walk to their village again. The journey was long, they walked from morning, and arrived nearly evening, but not once did Mati complainned or having second thoughts about his decision. Mati could sense a foul smell, of decomposing bodies and hear the flapping wings and the sounds of ravens, flying around on the head of the village for food, dead animals were a great deal of meal for them, he could feel on his feet that the land hasn't had any rain from months. He sighed, pitied for the fate of the people here. Mati observed the area and choose the widest, clearest part of the village for the spell's incarnation. Mati started to draw a circle with 3 spears pointing out from the center, then he wrote some acient syllable that noone understood then finally, he spoke up.

 

"Men. Find me 3 logs of wood and put some cow blood on the ends of each log, then nail them to the ground right on where my spears point to, and you shall rejoice once again"

. The people followed his every order and exactly, they finished the work after only a short while. Then Mati stepped into the center of the circle and started to incarnate, chanting his spell as he looked up into the sky. Thunder and lightning, and dark cloud came all of the sudden after he chating the spell for a while, it finally rained heavily onto the village just right when Mati finished chanting. At the same time he finished, he fell onto his knees and almost landed his face onto the wet ground, lucky, his men and the villagers catched him just in time and putted him onto his palankeen, they worriedly asked. "Sir! Sir! Are you alright, Sir?"

 

Mati nodded his head and gave a big sigh. "I am alright, this spell took 3/4 of my strength...haah....Let's head back to the Temple, my job here's done. Now the people can finally live their lives without worrying about drought and famine again, those magical water will help you all."

 

The villagers thanked him and offered to repay someday but Mati shook his head and ordered the men to carry him back to the temple. So that was the reason why he asked for the palankeen and didn't use it, after the spell, Mati really wasted most of his energy, none left for him to see through the blindfold, if he didn't plan it ahead, he wouldn't be able to see and find his way back. They finally reached back to the temple in the middle of the night, the men carried him before the steps of the Temple. He smiled and ordered the men to come back to their home and rewarded them with some gold coins. After they have left, Mati alone, walked up the steps and headed to his room, his strength partly came back, not much but he could walk and see through his blindfold a bit now, he finally had a chance to laid down and rest.

 

Then there was a sound, of someone, calling for his name.

 

"Mati...Mati..."

 

Not only a voice, there was a sound came from outside his room. Mati quickly got up and pulled up a sword that attached under the ivory king side bed of him in case assassination, he hid behide the wall, next to his door. A squeaky noise spreaded the room when his door was opened, a figure stepped in, just waited for that, he came out from behind the wall and put his blade onto the stranger's shoulder, near to his neck. The figure spoke up. "Sir...sir... it's me...it's me".

 

Turned out it was the same young priest that chased up to Mati this morning. Mati took his sword off of the priest's shoulder and asked. "Did you call for my name? Why do you come here at this late hour and so sneakily?". The young priest, still shivering, his voice showed it "Sir...I...I came to inform that the King have heard about that you went away to solve the famine problem and decided to reward you with a thousand gold coins. And...and I didn't call for your name, Sir, I knew you were tired so i tried not to make as much noise as possible"

 

Mati shook his head and refused the offer of the King "If it wasn't you then who did?...Nevermind. Tell him I'm honored to receive this reward from His Majesty, but I have to regrettably decline. His Masjesty should give it to the peasants, improve their lives and invest in research and schooling, because right now, I basically live on a gold mine myself, so He should stop rewarding me....Oooh, and tomorrow you can tell the villagers to come back to their village, everything should be fine, and get them 5 big bufalloes and 5 pigs, as a gift from me." Mati then motioned the young priest to go.

 

Mati laid on his back again and slowly falling asleep before he heard the voice that called for his name Mati....Mati....." and thought it was the young priest again "What Now?" Mati got up, frustrated, but there was noone there, nothing, nothing at all, nothing but a glowing circle under his feet, disappeared as quick as when it appeared, and he vanished with the magic circle.

 

Mati fell down a hole, seemed to be endless, until he landed on his butt on a white path leaded to somewhere. Mati got up and rubbed on where he landed and started to walk further deep into the darkness. "Great! a creepy white path rise from out of nothingness and darkness. WHY do you have to mock my blindness that you GIFTED me, Almighty Creator?". He looked up and shook his fist in a funny way, talking to his god.

 

As Mati reached the end of the path, a dark, unidentifyable Figure started to pointed his finger toward Mati and spoke to him. "Young Hero! You are chosen to help restore the peace of all lands. I will send you to Zephero, where the dimensional witch is being held captive. An organization is trying to make use of her powers to invade other worlds. You will have to travel to Zephero and there you will find both allies and enemies.".

 

Then Mati rudely continued the Figure, just like how he...or she rudely interrupted his sleep. "Or the Apocalypse will fall down on me, on everyone, one the people i love, is it right? You know, it's getting very cliché, all this hero fighting for others, but you should know that I'm not that type that care. How about you offer something better"

 

"If you retrieve the dimensional witch, I can grant you all any wish." The Figure replied.

 

"I believe you have mistaken, I'm no her...Wait. Did you say something about granting a wish? Any WISH?". A devious curl of a grin showed on Mati's face, without any second thought he nodded to the Figure "THEN SIGN ME UP!". Under his feet, the glowing circle appeared, and Mati disappeared once again along with the circle.

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Alasdair twitched in his sleep.

 

He was dreaming. He could tell he was dreaming. He was dreaming of things yet to happen, of events yet to unfold. There was... Fire. Destruction... Death. He watched the events unfolding, emotionless and unattached. It was always like this when glimpsed the future. He watched further, drinking in the details. He knew that he would need to know those details when he woke up. He paused, but this dream was different from the future dreams he usually experienced. There was someone else with him.

 

He cast his dream-self into what dreamseers called “The Abyss” - the space between time. Only a handful of dreamseers could control their dream-selves sufficiently enough to cross the Abyss. It was here, that they could talk to each other, even influence the dreams of others. If whoever it was that was with him could come across the Abyss, then they were truly someone powerful. Alasdair waited.

 

You didn't like what you saw? The voice was disembodied, echoing across the blackness of the Abyss. Alasdair calmly replied. “No.” It is but one glimpse of the future, the future without the Dimensional Witch. Alasdair nodded slowly. “But I can change this?” he asked. There are others, like you, selected from the other worlds. You will not be alone. Together you will save her.

Alasdair smiled. “Who?” he asked. The images of five others flashed in his mind. Alasdair smiled brightly. “An adventure! And my reward?” He sensed admonishment from the voice, with just a touch of amusement. This is not a game! Lives and worlds hang in the balance! Yes, you will be rewarded. Rewarded with what you most truly desire.

 

Alasdair paused, no longer smiling. “That?” Yes.

 

He brightened once more. “Deal! So where am I going?” Zephero.

 

“Well, I best get to it then!” Alasdair pulled himself from the Abyss. The Abyss was a cold, dark empty place that sucked the soul from a person, which is why only the truly gifted could cross it... It didn't take just control... but the will to live. Alasdair willed himself... He thought about his life, those he loved, the touch of the breeze ruffling his hair, the sensation of diving into cool water. The sting and burn of flame, and the feel of the wet earth between his toes. He took a deep breath and lived.

 

His eyelids fluttered as he slowly came to. His skin was cold and clammy as it often was when he crossed the Abyss. He let the sensations of life come back to him... the beating of his heart, the whisper of his breath. He turned his head slowly, and looked at the figure lying next to him. He smiled. He'd have to do something about that if he was going on an “adventure”. He took a deep breath and warmth slowly returned to his body. He rolled over and placed a hand on the shoulder of the sleeping figure.

 

“Honey” he crooned. “You'll have to get up and go...” The figure mumbled and turned away from him. Alasdair chuckled quietly and swung himself out of bed. He didn't want to get out of bed either. He got up and walked over to the desk in his room, where there was a bowl of water and a wash cloth. He wiped down his body, ridding it of the sweat that had cooled on his skin. He quickly got dressed and walked over to the other side of the bed. He bent down and kissed the sleeping figure and with that opened the door.

 

It was as he expected. A swirling blackness beckoning him. Alasdair smiled to himself and stepped through.

 

The door closed with a quiet thud.

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Tetsu

WORLD 01: ZEPHERO

 

 

 

Zephero - (taken from the word "Zephyr" which means west winds; the most favorable type of all winds.). Zephero is a world set similar to the Medieval Era of ancient Europe. There are stone castles, peaceful farmlands, windmills, ancient traditions, Empires eating out each other territories and a lot of more things which are rarely seen in other worlds. They, however, are lacking the knowledge of technology, usually all of there works are done manually.

At least, that was what the situation was a long time ago. Now, Zephero is monopolized by one Emperor. The lands were suffering from famine as the citizen suffers from poverty. The world is dying out.

 

 


 

 

The beautiful and unknown magic circle glowed underneath Sveinn as he was once again fell into the hole. It didn'[t seem he was falling, for he felt that he was certainly standing on his own feet. Seconds later, the darkness that enveloped the surrounding was ripped off like a thin paper. The surroundings changed as the darkness was replaced by light which illuminated something akin to a village.

 

Houses were made of wood, lumbers where piled together with a pointed edges which served as a fence. There were trees but the majority of the land is covered by wheat.

 

"Is this Zephero?", Sveinn mumbled. The place was peaceful and he certainly did not expect a peaceful land when he prepared his coming to a world where the [Dimensional Witch] is held captive. He was expecting a place covered in fire, heavily guarded with an Iron tower that reaches the sky.

 

A strong wind blew from the wind coming from the west. The wheat field gave a small noise as the wheat swayed. Sveinn stood up as he further study the place. That was when he noticed there was a young guy staring at him.

 

"Who are you??" the person asked, hiding behind a tree.

 

"I am Sveinn. Is this Zephero?" he asked. Sveinn walked to where the guy hides but then a loud explosion made his movement came to a halt when he docked in reflex. He looked at the young man was who wall shivering on his feet.

 

"What was that!?" he asked.

 

He walked closer to where the young man hid as he noticed rain of magical arrow headed for his direction. It seemed he had caught unwanted attention. He was a stranger and and he wore a different type of clothing compared to the people here. And, there's a war just outside the village. The attacker might have thought he sneaked inside. Sveinn took his dual blade from the holsters at both side. Rotated himself once, he jumped to the direction of the magical arrows as he yelled [Wind of the rotating blades] fending off the arrows. He looked where the arrows came from and saw a woman, with an intense glare.

 

 

"You! Puppet of the Zepheron King! How dare you sneak inside our village unnoticed?" the barbarian woman said preparing to fire the next set of magical arrows.

 

"Hey wait! I'm not an enemy!! I don't even know what's going on?" Sveinn defended. It seemed he had been sent in a troublesome world. He was supposed to travel with some people, but it seems no one has arrived yet. Or maybe, they were sent to another area.

 

"Don't you try to outsmart me. You people are planning to destroy our land. [Zorrid] is one of the few villages with vitality left. All the rest of the lands have lost their vitality and and turned into poisonous soil."

 

"Wait! I'm not an~" he was speaking as another explosion occured. This time, it was near enough for them to lost balance and fell on their knees. Sveinn looked at the direction of the explosion as a figure of a man appeared.

 

"If it isn't Leyla, one of the strongest [Valkyrie] of Zephero. And who's this company of yours?" the guy said, amused as he continued "He seems to have such peculiar clothing and weapon.". The man, wearing an armor akin to that of a Royal Knight walked closer, grinning.

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It was still dark. Was he tricked? No, he didn't feel that everything was just a trick, he felt the figure was serious. There was this something about the magic circle. Did he recognize? Something was familiar but he could not put it in of what.

 

...Why was it still dark?

 

For a moment, a light appeared in his vision. He blinked.

 

"How surprising."

 

In a blink of an eye, he was standing in what looked like a forest, surrounded with so much trees and flowers. Was he randomly dropped here? His blue eye - for his other eye was hidden underneath his bangs - glanced around, somewhat fascinated. He studied about the different worlds, he was sure there were many of them however only so little were known and written in his history. Such a mysterious thing.

 

Warm.

 

Spring.

 

This world was unlike his own, so green and lush. There was no snow in sight. He had read about this, that there were worlds with many seasons, to think that he was experiencing this now. It felt wonderful, his world always snowed, cold and at times; harsh.

 

But despite the difference, the scenery in this world including of his own were beautiful. There was no denying that.

 

His right pocket (placed on his thigh, it wasn't obvious that he had a pocket until now) suddenly moved, drawing the blue-haired magician's attention. He looked down, to see the thing inside struggling for a while until a flurry head with a beak for a mouth and violet silk wrapped around the eyes popped out of the hidden pocket.

 

Ivan took the it (him) in his hands, smiled gently as the 'thing' ruffled its (his) feathers and yawning cutely.

 

"Good afternoon, Kuzma."

 

The baby phoenix in his hands was his partner. Kuzma wasn't a pet, he will never be a pet but a precious companion. They were together for 12 years now, Ivan was lucky to have him. Really, he still remember how uncomfortable (though he didn't show it back then) the blue-haired was when Kuzma talked inside his mind.

 

That was right. His phoenix could talk through telepathy though he really didn't use it or talk much, he was much more silent than Ivan is.

 

Kuzma shook its head, most likely to shake away the grogginess of waking up. It flapped its wings and flew— Fssh! Soft cyan flames appeared in the place of the baby phoenix. The blue-haired magician didn't panic for it was —

 

The flames moved to land on his shoulder and then slowly morphed into two talons that softly gripped his right shoulder, the soft cyan flames morphed into a grown phoenix with the same violet silk wrapped around its eyes.

 

Ivan reach out to pet it. It was same baby phoenix from before but now grown up. The phoenix had that ability, useful because the both of them didn't want- wouldn't separate. Ever. Is what they promised to each other, it already had that ability so it was useful.

 

Kuzma crooned under the gentle touch until something caught his attention. Imagine the surprise on Ivan's face when his companion flew off towards the straight path, the surprise morphed into confused then curiosity.

 

Was something wrong? It (ah, it was tiring to refer Kuzma as an 'it'.) wasn't like this before. Maybe he knew something? Ivan trusted Kuzma and so with no hesitation, he followed, trying to keep the phoenix in his vision for he was flying further away until he slowly disappeared.

 

It was fine, Kuzma was an intelligent bird. He knew when to run from a battle he couldn't win, the bird was mostly an healer and support than in combat, in case of Ivan getting hurt. But what made him flew off?

 

He lightly narrowed his eye as slowly he caught to the scene of a... battle? It was obvious. The woman had an arrow ready, there was someone hidden behind the tree (most likely to hide from the fight), the man what looked like knight was grinning and a person who looked out of place with his clothes and weapons. What was more surprising was... Kuzma!

 

His partner... was on this person's (man? boy?) shoulder. Why? His phoenix hunched forward looking quite ready to fight the knight-looking man. As if willing to protect the looking-out-of-place person. Though he also noticed that he too was looking out of place.

 

"What is going on here?" He questioned. Who was the enemy? Who was the innocent? The person Kuzma was on wasn't the enemy. Why would his phoenix get that close to a stranger that there has a chance he was an enemy as well?

 

Ivan didn't know what was going on but he will fight. There seems to be no choice for negotiations, especially with that man clad in knight armor.

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(Sorry late reply I still have to reply from my phone andwas having problems. )

 

Xantos let himself fall into the darkness this time embrassing it comepletly. He let it consume him. Soon he was on the floor of some very soft grass. He looked around at the area. It almost looked like his home world but the aura was off this place. It seemed more chaotic than his world.

 

Xantos got up and brushed he dust off of his clothes quickly. He hated to get the clothes given to him by the King dirty. He took real pride in his uniform it showed he was the best knight and best of all the knight to the king. He started to walk around and noticed that ahead was some sort of commotion. 'Should I get involved or should I let it go. I need to find this dimensional witch thing person. Not involve myself with this worlds matters.' He watched from the forest and looked at the people involved.

 

He noticed that one of them was wearing a knight uniform. He then saw how that oddly dressed boy was being pushed around even though he had not commited a crime and was trying to explain something to the knight that did not seem to listen. He then saw another thing something he had only heard about in legends in his world. It was a phoenix.....A phoenix only went to those who were pure of heart and valiant. He saw it perch itself on the boy's shoulder. The answer to his question had been answered. He saw that another boy had also appeared.

 

Xantos grabbed his knives from his waist and with swiftness he moved fast and had the knight looking guy on the floor fast. "Do we have a problem here?" Xantos glared at the guy and kicked him away going to the boy with the phoenix on him. "You okay kid?" he asked offering a hand holstering his knives again.

 

(If its not cyan colored text sorry if its too short sorry and if you cant understand it sorry x.x replying from phone is hard. )

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Alf felt as if he was pulled into the dark portal as he stepped through. The darkness itself ripped itself apart piece by piece revealing a rapidly fast falling world, immediately the portal disappeared before his eyes letting its grasp from him disappear. He felt his fur cloak rip off of him and sorts of other things that he had on him fly off in different directions. It seems as if he was ported to a small village likely of which was not his own.

 

Crash.

 

There was an explosion of shattered rock and wood that flew every where, with also water that shot up from the well. As he felt the impact of the wood and rock he winced and slammed shut his eyes as it knocked the breath out of him, making begging him for air luckily he was still alive. The only factor that might would of kept him alive was the fact of the well being the location that of which he had fallen under.

 

Alf flicked opened his golden eyes as he took composure of where he was at, of course he was in a well. He kicked up off with his feet from the bottom of the well and cursed at the place knowing he had not began to like this place at all from the nice landing that he made."Pokker dette stedet!!!!" Alf screach under the water as he swam up to the surface of the well's water.

 

This was not as planned...

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The light appeared and took Mati with him.

 

Mati fell down into black nothingness, it was a long time falling down, as if it was eternity. But before he realized it, under Mati, a circle opened, light came up from it, he could smell the freshness of nature pouring into the nothingness he was in. In the matter of seconds, Mati fell through the circle. He fell into this other word that the Figure told him about, the first thing he met was the barn beneath him, he BROKE through the roof and landed on an empty wood and smashed into uncountable pieces. Chickens and rootsers flying all over the place, making noises as Mati landed onto their barn.

 

Mati's jaw dropped as he could never have thought that damn Figure would play him and landed him onto a wood cart."CAN"T you at least put some STRAW?!...ahh.....Zeus...my back...". Mati tried to pulled himself off the ground, he stretched and heard his back made a big crack "Oooh....oh high heaven". Mati couldn't walk properly after that epic landing, he looked like a drunk man as he got out of the barn and saw a lot of people staring at him. Most of them were farmers, Oooh so he landed onto a village, he said to himself. Some of them looked at him in a curious look, some of them looked terrified, they looked at him then looked into another direction and started to run.

 

Mati didn't get it, what was wrong? Except for the part that he was a stranger falling out of the sky, oh forgot to mention that he was blind as well. Mati decided to find out that was so scary, he walked up to the direction they looked at. He found 2 groups of people. One with 3 people, weird clothings, they looked they were from outta space with a phoenix on his shoulder, ooh, that's cool, he thought to himself. Another group was wearing armors and weapons, and bows and arrows, and there seemed to be a knight being tackled down onto the ground. Mati walked over to the knight, didn't mind the two groups of people at all and offered a hand to help him up. "You too got tricked? She...I mean he...I mean...i'm not sure what that thing was, but...IT landed you on your butt too, didn't it? So you're one of the guys that i had to be allies with?.

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The darkness was momentary, the absence of light, of dark, of feeling, it was truly like stepping into nothing, like being suspended in time and space.... and then there was a fluttering of breeze. Alasdair opened his eyes to discover he was in a forest of sorts, a copse of tree's at least with the sunlight dappling his face through the leaves of the trees. He smiled to himself, That wasn't so bad he thought, it could have been much worse...

 

Alasdair slowly walked through the trees, the road had to be close by - or perhaps not, after all, who could know what the Will of the Universe had intended. He walked carefully, painfully aware that he had no weapons or any combat skills of any note, and the last thing he needed was to get himself into trouble. Sure, with all the gymnastics, calisthenics, and kata he did, he was flexible and could move with considerable speed, but it was only good for dodging, not for fighting, though it did keep him reasonably fit.

 

The trees began to thin out and he found himself at the roadside, he looked in either direction only to find it completely deserted. He could see smoke rising in the distance. Where there was smoke, there was fire, and where there was fire, there was most certainly people. Alasdair adjusted his clothing to make himself look more like a traveler and less like a fabled dreamseer taking care to hide the tattoo on his back that proclaimed him so. He'd already hidden the parts of it that were on his neck with a judicious application of concealer, kept with him specifically for this purpose.

 

He patted himself down to make sure that he had all the other necessary things with him, he always traveled light on account that he could always get what he needed in return for favours, and it had always worked in the past, so there was no reason why it would work now.

 

He set off down the road towards the smoke.

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Sveinn sensed a strong aura from the knight-looking guy. He was dangerous...and powerful. A single blow made him and the girl called Leyla, a [Valkyrie] lose their footing in a split second. He gripped his weapon harder, concentrating on the man just to be cautious since the guy could attack them any moment soon. The [valkyrie] was as unease, looking back and forth to the knight-guy, person hiding behind the tree and him.

 

So that's why...

 

He understood the reason why he was suddenly attacked by the girl. She was protecting the young guy. He, a stranger with strange clothing seemed too suspicious after all. Singing he looked at the girl.

 

"Hey, I think you're misunderstanding something. In no way I'm associated with that brute. I'm here to find my colleagues. We're on a....very special mission. I suppose none of you two are the ones I'm waiting?" he explained. He doesn't want trouble and he wanted to finish the task soon. People's live are at stake here. No way he's going to waste any minute.

 

He was waiting for a response, concentrating further to the guy. However, his concentration was broken when a strange bird-like creature flew to his direction and landed on his shoulder. The bird(?) was aggressive, not to him, but the guy in front of him. So this bird was no ordinary bird. It seemed to understand what's going on. And then another person came. The guy asked what's going on. He had no time to explain, but when he looked at him, for some reason, he looked very much familiar. They certainly had not meet, judging by his clothing... So he was from another world as well.

 

And not a minute later, a swift guy came and made the knight-guy fell to the ground, restrained. The person who made him was another guy with strange clothing. The guy must be another comrade. The afterwards, another person came. It was a blind man. Well, he was not sure if he was blind, but judging the cloth covering both his eyes, he must be blind. That instant, he felt strong connection to them. So there was that feeling whenever he meets a person who's from another world as well. he can sense two other people with such feeling too, though it was weak.

 

"Are you done playing with my shadow, boy?" A figure appeared at their front...and it was the knight looking guy. Sveinn was sure he was on the floor, but whyen he looked down...

 

...it was some black smoke disintegrating into nothingness.

"Wh...what's that?" he asked.

 

"My ability, Shadow Manipulator. I can manipulate my shadow at will. The one you played with was merely my copy. Well, I'm not here to fight Leyla. As much as I want to, I was ordered not to cause to much ruckus. I'm here to deliver the Emperor's message. Hand over the kid and the source of vitality. It's going to be his final warning"

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'I see.' It seems that the Knight one was the enemy, he could see the woman glancing at the person hiding with concerned, protective eyes from time to time. Tense and unease. It wasn't surprising. He and the other one - the one Kuzma was sitting upon - suddenly appeared with clothing much unlike them. Different. Suspicious to their eyes.

 

He was surprise when someone knocked the Knight down with such speed, like a shooting star. And then another one came, who was... blind? With the cloth on his eyes, the same as Kuzma. It seems the first was easy-going, serious...? The second was... fast... go with the flow? And the third one was weird... or more accurately, eccentric.

 

Was his first impression of them but he wasn't quick to judge, he didn't know them. Yet. The three had a presence different from the Knight, the woman and the boy hiding behind. Could it be? Were they his supposedly companions to retrieve the Dimensional Witch?

 

Then he tensed. A voice... the Knight on the ground disappeared into black smoke. He should have known that it was a fake. The real one spoke. Shadow manipulation? Ivan knows that- he wasn't good at that when he tried but he studied about it. For only a little.

 

"Why?" He questioned, eyes narrowing at the 'Knight'. At the corner of his eye, he could see Kuzma tense and flew at the boy who was still hiding, landing on the boy's shoulder. Kuzma didn't take his attention off the knight.

 

'I will not give you this child.'

 

Those words rang in the silence. Kuzma... he... used telepathy for everyone in the clearing to hear. It seems that he was not going to do what the knight as said. Neither was Ivan.

 

Questions ran through his head. Was the child important? Vitality? Did he mean the village's land? In any case, the knight was sent by the ruler. But why was the ruler doing this?

 

There was one thing that Ivan see. The Knight was the enemy.

 

"I apologize." He wasn't as he kept his eyes on the knight, lifted his arm to the side. There was a glow in his fingertips before a magic circle formed. His signature magic circle. And the ice formed around the Knight as if warning him. Kuzma was firmly there in the boy's shoulder, ready to strike and protect.

 

Ivan's eyes hardened with resolution.

 

"I will not let you."

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Tetsu

[Skyxon's Response]

 

Xantos glared at the knight and then looked back at the boy and then at the boy that came after him that seemed to be blind or at least that is what Xantos assumed because of the cloth that was covering his eyes. He studied the three males that just like him did not seem to have clothes that were from anywhere near here.

 

He looked at the knight that had fooled him and glared even more harshly as he started to state his demands about some boy that Xantos had no clue about and some sort of land or something. He just smirked and stood up facing the knight and his accomplice. But before he even had time to speak the phoenix that was one perched on the boy behind him flew to the shoulders of another much younger looking boy. ‘I will not give him up.’ The voice that what Xantos assumed was the phoenix rang in his head loud and clear.

 

Xantos nodded at the bird and put his hands on his blades and went quickly to his stance. “I agree with the phoenix. I do not know who you are. I do not know what you want with the boy. But I assume as you did I took an oath as a knight in my country. I swore that I would raise my blade only against those who could protect themselves and only those who pose a threat to me or my king. Neither the boy behind me nor the boy there present or presented a threat to you. So if you are smart and wish to go back home with all your limbs I suggest you forget this little encounter and return to where you came from to tell your master that the boy was nowhere to be found. Or you can be stupid and try to forcefully take the boy from us but way I see it. It is 4 of us versus 2 of you and this time we will not be fooled by your cheap tricks.” Xantos stated as he started to move back a little bit closer to the where the boy and phoenix were at. He knew most likely that is where the knight and his accomplice would go first if they were going to attack.

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fameandfortune212

Before the knight could even respond to what Mati said, he spotted a kid, seemed to be all hiding and shy, Mati interestedly skipped to where the boy was and introduced himself to the boy "Hello, kiddo. I'm Mati. What's your name? Are you playing hide and seek? Can I play too? Please? Pretty please" like a talkative hipster said Mati.

 

Mati knew the knight was merely a pack of smoke, thanks to his gifted blindless, he spotted that from the very beginning, but he never bothered saying it. "Mehh, I'm no interested in you anymore, knighty, imma play with this kiddo. Tell your king to find another kid to play, i spotted him first." he said with one hand shoo-ing the knight away while the other hand patting the boy's head.

 

Then something else caught his attention, something got into his head and said things, turned out it was a blind phoenix... could be blind since it had the same cloth on the eyes like Mati. Then a guy with blue cloak, seemingly to be a magic user, probably like Mati but he couldn't tell what kind of magic this one could use, then someone else with weird shirt, weird pants, and agressive words. "What fight? Who fight? There's a fight?"

 

Mati again shoo-ing them "Anyway... shoo... urgg... go away... fist come, first serve. I came first, I should play with him first, you can play later. he huffed then turned back to the kid Okay. Let's play, kidding" he smiled goofily at the kid, which would probably confuse the kid VERY VERY much.

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Alasdair walked up to the bar. He'd found an inn and figured that this was a good a place as any to stop for a bit. What he needed to do was have a nap so that he could see where it was that he needed to be. "Ah, I need a place to sleep for... about an hour" he asked the barkeep, "I don't have any money on me at the moment, but I can help out in the kitchen or the stables or wherever you want" he smiled. A deal was struck, he'd help wash the dishes in the kitchen during the lunch rush, and the barkeep would let him sleep in one of the rooms for the hour.... provided he didn't touch anything or do anything... strange. He assured the barkeep that all he was going to do was sleep, and told him to come and wake him when the hour was up. The physical labour in the kitchen helped Alasdair get the in the frame of mind he needed to be in, his body needed rest, and he was willing to give in to it. The moment his head touched the pillow, he was asleep.

 

Alasdair dreamed. He could see the others, those he was supposed to meet up with, in some sort of engagement. Glad that I wasn't there for that bit! he thought to himself, Things certainly look a little crowded over there. He began to shift the time in the dream, willing the future to unfold. He could see them travelling down the road that he was just on... most likely they would need to stop at this Inn, and when they did, he'd be here. He didn't push the dream too much, not wanting to see the specifics, he didn't want his actions to be influenced to the point where they became wooden and contrived. He wanted them to trust him, not think he was some bad pantomime actor... but neither did he want them to know what he was...

 

His eyelids fluttered as he pulled himself from the dream, he'd need to make another deal with the Barkeep it seemed

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Tetsu

"Heh... more and more nosy brats keeps on popping like damn pack of mushrooms. Well, just take my advise Leyla. Give the kid up, and this land's vitality before the seventh moonrise." The guy started to fade away, his body visibly forming into smoke as it got carried away by the wind as he continued "And you odd people, you don't know who you're dealing with. It would be best to go home and s*ck your mama's breasts.. hahaha~"

 

The guy's presence disappeared. Sveinn knew that the guy was not there anymore, if he ever there in the first place. Dropping his defenses, he sheathe his weapons back to their scabbards. The war seemed to have finished too. He can see the after effects of the war, which is everything except good. Corpses, fire, injure warriors, the scenery was just too cruel. It looked like the village kept another day safe. It was sure that the village would lose, but for some reason the opposing force retreated.

 

"I think there are things we need to do than standing here all along doing nothing but stare at these weird people around us" he sarcastically said, though he meant it.

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Ivan narrowed his eyes as the enemy disappeared. Retreating. Still, he wonders why the knight needed the boy. Could it be connected to the village? Kuzma flew back to his shoulder, crooning as he rubbed his head to Ivan's cheek. In response, the magician smiled, small but warm. Before turning his attention back to the others.

 

"My name is Ivan Svyatoslav and this is my partner Kuzma." The blue-haired introduced, bowing, showing that he was well-mannered. "I believe that you three are my companions, yes?"

 

For a moment he had momentarily forgotten about the other two; the woman and the child. He turned to them and listed his hands to show that he wasn't going to harm them, "I'm sorry but, would it be fine if you could explain what is happening?"

 

Ivan didn't like being left out in the dark, he needed to know what's happening to the village and to this world, him and his new companions were now involved in this world that they were sent to.

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Skyxon

(this is going to be short I am still using it only through my phone and school x.x )

 

Xantos took a deep breath relaxing and put his weapons away and looked back at the three people. " I have no idea what is going on. I just got sucked into here promised something I couldn't resist if I worked some other people and saved some witch and next thing I know I get into a fight." Xantos explained as he dropped down and sat as and stared at the other people and the boy not really that interesting.

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While everyone was looking at each other weirdly not understand what situation very much, Mati was not paying attention at all, he was having the little boy in his arm, swinging him around "Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. Do you like it?" laughing and playing with the kid until he got all dizzy. Mati put the boy down and petted his head "I think... that's for today, kiddo. We'll play another time."

 

His attention finally was turned to the group of weird people in front of him. "Spp.. mhm speaking of spinning head, I haven't slept all day. Well it's daylight here but back in my world it was night time, and i was working all day and when i was transfered here by that dark figure, it was daylight. SO the conclusion is I haven't had any sleep. he murmured with some sort of eccentric, weird, hands movements to describe what he was saying just in case noone understand him. Until he finally spoke up loud How about we find an inn then we can talk further about the situation"

 

He then remembered that... he hasn't introduced himself to everyone "Ooh beg my pardon. I'm Uranio Mati. he then sounded more serious for once.

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