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Divine Beast of Episteme

Kaos, the building block of the universes, the galaxies, the stars, the planets, and every lifeform. An energy capable of achieving feats only considered magical, wonderous, fantastical. The essence of Gods! Here we are on the planet of Nepiter, the skies turned red, the oceans dried up, the mountains crumbled, the continents fractured, and the very skies shattered. These were the characteristics of the cataclysmic event known as the Entry. An event that spelled a new era for all of civilization. As history would have it, creatures of terrible might arose to challenge the supremacy of humans, and as such, those worthy of power equally great emerged to rescale the fields of battle. They were called the "Inheritors". "Touch and power shall be yours." The promise told to those who went before the great crystals. A gift from the world to combat the new threat. The very vessels of that which they sought--unlocking the pathway into their spirit to harness the might of Kaos. Prophecy spoke of a time when the influence of Inheritors would soar beyond those of the days of old, and the new generational humans would reclaim dominion over their terraformed planet. However, only then would perilous times; never again seen since the beginning of the Entry, manifest. For a forgotten child, reborn of the great spirit would emerge to restart an ancient war. One that shook the second heavens. Tristan, a broken boy from ages past came in contact with a certain being and his life changed forever. Or so he thought. ----------------------- Disclaimer: The cover does not belong to me.

Adamoforder · Fantasy
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134 Chs

81. Foolish

Both siblings only spent a bit more time before deciding it was time to leave. They had not been able to inspect everything within that place, but that session featured a lot of learning.

Tristan for one had left In thoughts, his mind buzzed as possible ideas about his past enveloped his mind. Despite his new knowledge, there was still no sign of remembrance.

Waving Stella goodnight, he retired to his room, still disturbed. It was true he had started to get the hang of most things, but in honesty, several aspects of his new life still overwhelmed him.

His heart ached after an hour of nearly aimless thinking. He reckoned the shower would do the trick.

"Do you really oversee the entire ship?" He spoke, seemingly to himself, mid-shower. No response came, but he pressed, very much sensing the gaze that landed on his figure. How he could even perceive to that extent eluded him.