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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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73. Stab-Proof

Tristan stood before a mirror to inspect his new look. A grin formed on his features at what he beheld.

That uniform seemed to have been sculpted by the gods just for him, as not only did the outer piece feel and look good, but the pair of trousers seemed to have been made just for him.

And this was the truth.

Upon wearing his uniform, he could properly inspect it. As mentioned before, the hooded garment was made from a significantly thick and heavy animal hide.

Its skin being hairy allowed him to enjoy the feel of its surface. The garment was not exactly black, but more grayish-black.

At the edge of its long sleeves were golden bands inscribed or colored into it because they were as furry as the whole thing. The edges of the hood were also colored gold allowing a rather distinct look.

Tristan studied the scarlet and gold patterns present on the attire. They seemed to have been drawn randomly, but he doubted that even if he had no proof.