Myriad Islands
"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!]
White Hatchery!
In what seemed to be an underground location, people in two different clothes moved around. Some were adorned in White and others were in Ash colour clothes.
Those with Ash attire mostly have weapons of all kinds and many of them have fresh scars and some are limping as they walk.
As for those in the white, their skin seemed to have not been touched by the Sun for a very long time.
"What was holding this Brat!" Benjamin Lincoln complained. He was an old man with completely grey hair, his back hunched a bit and sometimes his left hand shook violently before he calmed it down.
He had been here waiting for Helen for three months, but he had not seen her. He expected her entrance to be spectacular but now he was beginning to think he might have calculated wrong.
Should he go with the temporary group or not. He shook his head, if the rumours were true, one needs an exceptional leader to roam this world.