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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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137 Chs

51. Youthful Exuberance

"Are we all here?" Crane asked, standing before that group. They all nodded whilst giving slight remarks of confirmation. A bit of ease appeared on the unimpressed features of that man,

He swept his gaze on the group and caught sight of an obviously confused Tristan.

"Sorry kid, it seems you've been caught up in the mess that's about to unfold," he paused, allowing his eyes to wander into the dark depths of the trees around them. He raised his head too. The sky remained clear, but also starless.

"You will have to fight," he announced, opening his palm, a blade manifested on it. Tossing it to Tristan, he made sure he caught it before moving on to address their situation.

"I have identified the threat level of our mission... class-four." Gasps resounded.

"I found the leader right before it activated its separate space."