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ARCANE DESCENT

Earth was invaded by some unholy rebels who had been ousted out of heaven. They were called; Arkillians and they found a new place of abode and also a place to build an army to aid them with fighting against the almighty. A prophesy descended from heaven to the eleven immortal earthly Mages concerning the evil that was about to befall the whole world but humans neglected this prophesy and sent all the Mages with elemental power out from their midst. An apocalypse where human technology proved useless and worthless ensued and only Magic could evade these evils but will the elemental Mages who had been ousted for long listen to the dying pleas of humans? Will they succumb to their request and stand in the way of evil? Ashton, the child mentioned in the prophecy was born as a curse and a curse he shall be for all the days of his life. He was inscribed in the arcane legacy of the heavens to either bring doom to the world or be the savior of the world. Unprecedented happenings and unholy approaches intercepted his life before his birth. His father had died during this apocalypse and his mother suddenly disappeared. As he grew up, he embarked on a journey, to find his missing mother and avenge his dead father...while at that, he also had to battle with the cruel fate that had been casted upon him like a plague.

_Skye · Fantasy
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Suppressing Golems

As he shot towards the golem, he channeled a turrent of mana into his arm and he swung it at the golem snatching its head into tiny bits. He shot towards another golem immediately and repeated what he had done to his first encounteree.

The first golem had began to pick itself up and the tiny pieces Ashton had snatched its head into began to reform and soon, its whole head was back. Ashton landed on the other side and his eyes caught this.

"Really?" He sighed as the first golem he had attacked had began to run towards him agressively.

"What were you expecting?" Callista asked floating around Ashton again.

"I know golems shakes hands with reforming but it should give me a little bit more time before it molds up again." Ashton complained pressing his weight against his knee as he was ready to shoot at the golems that were advancing towards him again.

"You wouldn't do same if you were one."

*DING!*

[QUEST!]

[A new quest has arrived]