EFFORIA WORLD AT WAR
He hasn't had the best life, in fact, some would argue that his life couldn't have been worse, but there's still hope, even for a nihilist. As when an expedition to colonize the moon quickly turns into a disaster, he is swallowed whole by an anomaly and spat out somewhere completely different. Here one can conjure flames with words and summon thunderclouds with a shout, but it's not all fantasia and ecstasy. The world seemed peaceful enough, but as he learns more and more. He realizes everything he sees is a facade, and what's truly underneath is a civilization built on blood and war. In fact, the whole world is in a state of war, fueling the coming of Ragnarök.
In Service Of The Unkown
They all stood there, and despite never having actually met them, I knew who they were. I especially knew Laila, as she was quite unstable from what I had heard. It was even more imperative that I knew her, as I was the only one left that was able to contain her outbursts.
It was a strange phenomenon, she had been born with a condition, having split personalities. It was not the usual though, as everyone apart from what would have been considered her 'actual' self was extremely violent.
It was so bad that they had to put a spell on her, though even that was not enough. It worked based on will power, as her personalities would change based on the state of mind of each. Thus, the person imposing the spell upon her, was substituting their will for hers, to trump the other egos.