"Is this world made of small Islands or are there bigger ones?" Elias Gobarau wants nothing but a normal life with his wife. Unfortunately, unforeseen forces have other plans for him as he was swallowed by space and found himself in a world of iceans filled with Islands. ***** Myriad Island is a world where intelligence, strength, fate, luck and even destiny means nothing. The only thing that can keep a sentient being sane was clinging to an ever-abstract concept known as Hope. Follow Elias's journey as he faces dangers of all kinds with the hope of understanding his purpose and possible union with his wife. ***** "Sigh, I left the life of chaos I was born in, how the hell did I end up somewhere worse? Or....is this Hell I was sent to for all the horrible things I was tasked to do?" ***** [Note: No Island is useless, only useless dweller that can't figure out it's usefulness!]
Elias stepped far back and held his gun toward the cabin.
At first Imlie had animosity against him, she even challenged him verbally, asking why he didn't do anything when Tuxedo was hunting them. For that reason he knew some of the survivors harbour Ill intent against him
"Hoo!" Elias took a deep breath and observed the cabin that was becoming black with time. Whatever insanity she has been through was being washed away.
Suddenly, the cabin shook and from different crevices that were showing black marks a smoke began to come out.
The smoke began to harden and behave like black spider web threads after being removed with a bushy broom. From within it Elias felt a gaze on him.
"Damn it!" He only exclaimed and Noble Isleen made him sink into the sand, he found his armour inside and he quickly began to wear it, even though he didn't wore the middle armour.