World Boundary.

Cold winds blowing across the plains carried small grains of sand from one place to the other, all under a sky that seemed to be in a state of perpetual daylight.

The sound of boots crunching against the soil is the only sound that could be heard, then came loud cursing and swearing.

'Fuck this we've been walking for hours, and those mountains don't seem to be getting any closer.

Sigh! I'm sick of this

John dropped down and sat, turning his head to get a good look at the sorroundings.

He spotted the footprints they left behind seemed to disappear and then something clicked in his mind.

Turning to Dave to share his findings but before he could open his mouth Dave beat him to it.

Yes John, we've been at the same spot all this time.

We are at the World Boundary, this only further confirms that this is a warlock's private realm.

But usually these realms are never this big even if you're a space/void mystic, I'm getting jitters thinking how strong our host must be.

Let's go back the way we came John, we can't run so we can only hide amongst the inhabitants of the realm till we find our way home.

I've recovered my soul power and I feel a breakthrough coming in the use of my essence too. Turning his head to John who got up from the ground, Dave asked.

How is your essence John, can you fight now?

Not at full power yet but I can take a Seeker¹ no problems.

I should recover from the effects of sacrifice in another hour.

Good John, we'll need all the firepower we can get in case we're discovered.

This is a good time to pray to the gods, if we are going to get out of here we'll need all the luck we can get.

Come on let's head out.

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In the distance stood a city, it's gates reaching the skies and armoured guards were patrolling.

A plaque with signs that was translated by the armour into Khan City was written boldly on the gates.

At the security tower stood an especially fiersome warrior and the winds seemed to consider him one of their own as they spread warmth in his vicinity.

'Strong'

John that warrior is very strong, back home he'll have no problems being top 10 on the Forge rankings.

Good thing we don't have to fight him, come John we'll use camouflage and get into the city.

Once we're in first thing to do is find a local and have the armour record the language.

After that we'll have the armour change to their style of dressing, then we'll gather information about this realm and the great war we first dropped..

Donning both their helmets, Dave placed his hands on John's soldier and like an artist erasing a sketch, they faded into the void.

Unbeknownst to them, space rippled and cracked as soon as they left for the void with the roar of an angry warlock coming from the cracks, and they seemed to have missed their dooms by seconds.

The winds suddenly froze and a deep chill settled on the area, the fearsome armoured warrior from the tower showed up a second later with the light of soul flames raging in his eyes.

A sign of someone just a tiny step away from starting an inferno, luck seemed to favour Dave and John because unlike what they thought about him just being strong.

Fighting the warrior is a sure path to death as with that tiny step taken he is what they'll call a prime forge².

A distinction given to those of every level that can surmount the great divide between levels to do battle and even if not win survive against a higher level of power.

Searching all around and not finding anything out of place the warrior was unresigned but without finding anything flew back to the tower.

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Seeker/Match - Second level of soul power.

Prime - An individual that can surmount levels to do battle, the vast divide between every level or soul power makes it very hard to win a level surmounting battle so Prime are also people who can survive a battle with a higher leveled person.