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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 · Fantasia
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102. Pain

The introductions continued in ascending order and soon it was Tristan's turn to speak. He grit his teeth as all eyes fell on his figure and his pre-planned words nearly flew out of his mind. He was about to officially declare his flaw and his heart thumped, wishing the very ground could swallow him up.

Stella who had already spoken refused to look at him, and Tristan felt alone and slightly betrayed. Anger rose in his chest, and on the strength of that emotion, his features turned cold even if he opened his mouth to speak.

"My name is Tristan Acar, an eighth-class inheritor," he announced then sat down. Gasps unfolded in the class at that point, the others immediately paired Stella and Tristan to be siblings and that truth managed to send them in shock.

Professor Norvic who had been looking up with an amused smile found more amusement trickling into his mind.