[IC] Ancients of Elan ~ Rise of The Chosen

[Alphakoka]

Whizzle looked around once while thinking about something before passing through the gate. The machine beeped an error once before it gave an accepted signal. She knew the scanner would gave a warning but gave her an entry because she was registered. She waved at the frowning guards, challenging them on what they're going to do.

[Leotamer]

Fenrir stayed in his werewolf form to spite the guards and passed though the scanner. He ended up muttering to himself, "It seems everyone in Holyote either is some dark archmage or an idiot." when he was offered a ride, he said, "It is fine, I am use to people forgetting about me." but got on, mostly because he doubted he could even get around Windgrace without flying.

[Xeiyenreisha]

Making it across the border, the group parted ways once they returned to the capital. Drausius and the others decided they'd at least stick around for Meira's Coronation Ceremony. The ceremony was being held so that Meira would arise and be acknowledged for her title which she carried around. This time she would be properly given the title of princess where she would be allowed to use it to start her conquest over control of the Holyoke continent. Meira was lead back to her mansion which was in the center of the city just a few miles away from the academy that she attended. It was one of her two homes in Windgrace. Her second house was on a floating island which soared across the sky revolving around the Windgracian country.

Meira had already dismissed her pegasus to her group and was being lead to her house by the soldiers. She couldn't help but be in awe of all the magical wonders that made up the city of Razure Ashuroun, the capital city of the Windgracian nation. She always wondered how the cylinder like clock shaped small landmasses held the trees afloat in the air. She didn't quite understand how they worked as she made her way down the sidewalk seeing the various buildings and alleys along the way. The part of the city she came from was very clean and the air was fresh too. Most of the industry was outside the city and was contained using technology which reduced the pollution the factories created. So there wasn't much of concern for her or the citizens of smog in the essence of the beautiful fresh city like air. Tall structures peered into the sky overlooking the many buildings throughout the city which could be seen as the soldiers lead her back to her house. Moving onto a narrow path and signaling the guard inside to open the gate, she was lead into the front gate where her mansion was half a mile down the road from her current location. She thanked her escorts for safely bringing her back to the capital where she didn't take long before she made herself toward the rectangular door which she opened going inside.

She immediately took off her footwear and threw it in a corner then took a seat on her couch sighing in relief. She was finally home being able to rest after such a long and hectic day in the Guardia country. She probably wouldn't be returning anytime soon to that nation and she wasn't entirely sure how Erialyss would take the news of her wanting to form her own nation. She was a bit nervous, but Ranathia and the others got her to settle down. She peered out the window looking at the beautiful view she had from her house, "I'm just relieved to be back at home."

Ranathia walked over and took a seat beside her nodded that she was also happy to be back in Windgrace. She had a most unpleasant experience in Guardia and there stay their was short lived thanks to that evil woman who ruined their plan. She was a bit suspicious of the woman named Siia's actions, but she also had questions about who that woman was since she had both the eyes and hair of her. She could only ponder the thought and wonder if she had any relation at all to her.

[Card Captor]

Getting back to his quarters, Nathan dropped his swords off near the door. Taking a seat in his chair, he rubbed his hands over his head. "Well that sent worse then I could have imagined. Literally. My worst case scenario was a lot better then that. Hell, I'm still not sure what just happened!" Sighing, he rested his face in his hands "Well I guess I'll be attending her Coronation Ceremony. At least I think I will be. She didn't invite me, but I think it would be rude to not show up"

[Xeiyenreisha]

Inside the Windgracian castle, an audience between the queen of the country and various other figures including those who reigned from far away lands. Lands that were so far away that another nation stood in the way of a clear straight path toward reaching the Pangaea Order. A freshly set of beautiful cedar wooden like steps carried themselves all the way up to the queen's golden chair which was situated toward the back of the audience room. Off to her sides were two rooms, both of which had a guard placed in front of them to ensure that no one would enter without the queen's consent. One of those rooms was the queen's bedroom and the other was her royal office. In the queen's hand rested a golden staff that peered all the way down to the bottom of the surface of the floor which her feet were planted on. This staff was decorated with various ornaments such as beautiful sapphires, emeralds and rubies which show of the staff's beautiful glistening sparkle shine. Beside her is her adviser Siia dressed in her usual uncommon advanced women wardrobe like apparel that looks like it is sci-fish due to the strange texture in the material used. Like the queen, Siia also keeps her attention faced forward where three other figures accompanied by a group of mages stand in front of the queen.



The queen looked at her audience as her foot accidentally nudged the hilt of her rapier. The beautiful silverish luster from the blade gave off a glare from the lights of the chandelier. The beautifully forged blade was in its rightful sheathe that usually was fixed to her hip by attaching it to her belt. Her shield that lay on top of her sword lightly kissed with the side of her ankle. Both lie on the ground right in front of her feet as she kicked her foot back toward the leg of her regal chair. As she did so, the expression on the queen's face was one of complete confusion when the representatives from the Pangaea Order tried to explain to her that Meira had agreed to take her place on the throne.

The Windgracian Queen didn't know how to take the news of Meira wanting to take the throne. She wasn't about to stop Meira from rising to the throne, but she wasn't entirely sure she was completely ready to lead her own army. There was more to ruling than just leading an army and she wasn't entirely sure if Meira knew that. Also, the fact the princess tend to show a hothead toward those who upset her didn't help her case at all either. Even though the Queen did not agree with her decision she would honor it by allowing her coronation to take place in the castle. It was about time she returned what rightfully belonged to her anyway which was a tiara she received from Meira's mother Melianth. The queen was Meira's age when Melianth presented her with the tiara she wore when she used to be a princess of the Valdaria Empire which collapsed decades ago. The queen was hesitant to accept the tiara, but Melianth insisted saying that she didn't need it anymore. She had no intention in reviving her father's nation and she planned to help the world of Gaea without being restricted to a throne chair.

Focusing her attention on those who have appeared in front of her as representatives, she leaned forward in her throne chair. Even when she was leaning forward, the red cushion below her posterior served her a comfortable reminder of why she liked to sit in her chair. Brushing that thought aside she finally came to complete focus and stopped thinking about what was on her mind earlier. Even the fact she was concerned about Meira wanting to become a ruler didn't stop her from speaking her piece, "I understand that Meira wishes to acknowledge her title as princess and be presented properly with a crowning, correct?" She questioned trying to hide her worry within her plain voice which could be heard loud and clear in the room. As the two shuffled around earlier talking their piece as Siia just continued to observe the situation as the queen's adviser, the silver haired man named Drausius stepped forward signaling toward his wife to stay behind him. He didn't want to get his wife involved in his talk since she could be extreme at times and wish for things to die. That was something he knew the queen did not tolerate. With a serious plain voice as Azmaldus stood right behind him to back him up if necessary he plead toward the queen, "Queen Erialyss Windgrace, daughter of Verbeina, I would not have called this audience if I was going to waste your time." He took a momentary pause clearing his voice as he came off a bit scratchy. Erialyss didn't say a word knowing that he wasn't finished with what he was saying.

After he cleared his voice and accepting the glass of water offered by the queen's soldier who returned to their position he continued on with what he was about to say, "Princess Meira of the former Valdaria Empire wishes to take up her family's name and help the people who are suffering in this land." Once again he paused as he brought up his hands in a gesture of trying to persuade the queen to consider their offer. Sure, the Pangaea Order wasn't on the best of terms with Windgrace due to their involvement with Rudoria in the past, but that wasn't his fault he thought. He didn't agree to lend aid to the Rudoria Kingdom and the Oracles who control the main governing body had all sided with Ezmeralda at the time even though he didn't like their decision. The decision to use Ragnanite Demons further invoked his dislike for the main governing body. He needed to set things straight and try to repair relations with Windgrace. He was hoping to do that by helping Meira achieve her place in society. When she first asked him, he was quite surprised. To ask him out of the blue while mounted on his horse that she wanted to become a queen really arose some bewilderment that he tried not to let overwhelm him. He never thought a girl who wanted to be normal would suddenly change her heart so easily. It was surreal to the point he thought it was just a dream, but he realized that he was just trying to find a way to hide his embarrassment about being overtaken by the news earlier.

"Continue." The queen requested as she had reached the point of his pauses were taking too long. Too long to the point it was trying at her patience which is something he did not wish to do so he continued with what he had to say knowing full well the queen didn't have all day to listen to him babble. He focused his attention mainly on Erialyss once again continuing with what he was going to tell her, "So, I Meister Drausius, have agreed to help her achieve her place on the throne. We will need to hold an official coronation ceremony crowning the princess properly and I know you out of all people my illustrious queen know that." He once again paused but only for a moment. Knowing that it was a bad time to let himself get consumed into thought he continued once again, "I know that Windgrace and the Order's relations aren't that great. After we aided in the invasions of the Anzier Empire which perpetuated its downfall and the Guardia Kingdom I can understand why Windgrace is cautious about receiving us. I am honored you'd at least allow us to present our case, your majesty." He bowed toward the queen trying to make an impression to help broaden the hopes of restored relations. He knew that a simple bow wasn't enough to restore the lost trust, but it would be a start as he tried to honor the queen with flattery.

"Your flattery knows no bounds and won't sway me so easily. I understand your position, Meister." She paused as her voice became more intense and serious just by the adjustment of her tone. "But understand that our people were stunned you would resort to dirty tactics like use demons for means of subjugation. While it wasn't your doing, it still doesn't excuse your nation for the blame. As for Meira's coronation, she can hold it inside the castle where I'll return this tiara that belongs to her." Erialyss paused once again as she picked up the beautiful silver littered with diamonds and sapphires tiara which Meira's mother once wore. Sure she was hesitant to let the sentimental value of the tiara go, it didn't matter as she was going to return it to its proper owner. It wasn't hers to begin with even if it was a parting gift from her friend. "I will allow the Pangaea Order to be present during the coronation, but I request they leave after it has concluded. That is all I have to say." With that the queen finished talking and Drausius bowed toward the queen as did his wife Ishtora even though she was hesitant to do so. The guards were ordered to show both back to their quarters where she requested that Azmaldus stay behind for a moment. She had some pressing business to discuss with him.

"Very well." Azmaldus said as he approached the queen's throne as the two soldiers beside her stepped away after she signaled it was all right.

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Meira and Ranathia continued to sit on the couch while they relaxed in relief. The troubles they faced earlier in the Guardian nation had weighed heavily on their hearts. Some which sprang about mixed emotions about what had happened earlier. Both Meira and Ranathia both looked at each trying to find the words to express how they exactly felt about the chain of events that transpired in the Guardian capital Ereis Eisan. First they were meeting with the king as he had requested. After that some maniac of a woman made accusations which forced them to return to their native land. It was both confusing and frustrating for both girls as they tried to calm the pressure they felt from the anxiety of the situation earlier. They both wanted an explanation of why events happened like they did and thought Siia knew more about what was going on than she was telling them. It was to no surprise to either since it was typical of that cold woman to keep anyone in the dark. She always made them try to understand everything from themselves and always dogged the questions that only made both girls even more curious about the woman's actual motives.

"I just can't understand it all!" Meira yelled as Ranathia nodded at her agreeing with her wholeheartedly. It made no sense to her either why they were treated as allies at first. Invited into the castle to meet with the king to only have their meeting take a turn for the worst accusing them of treason. They would curse the day that woman was born since she ruined their plan they presented to the queen. It made both think if the queen would lose faith in their abilities. Their plan they wanted to present to the king was pretty self-explanatory and any novice could easily put it into words that could be understand by all people. One which they put their utmost faith into only to have it backfire on them in the end. "First we were treated as guests being summoned to the audience room. After a few change of events we then were treated like traitors. I had sworn my loyalty to Guardia and even the king heard my vow." She said trying to restore the confidence she lost in herself earlier. While she didn't lose all her confidence since she did defeat Fenrir in a fight, she still was shaken up mentally over what had gone on earlier. Meira leaned herself forward as she sat on the couch as she tried to ponder the thoughts that still linger in her mind aimlessly.

There was plenty of time to contemplate with the luxury of being in her beautiful home which had various famous pieces that were works of art including the furniture and the couch she sat on was no exception. The brown tone on the wood you could see from the head to the arms of the couch glistened into the light a magnificent finish that was merely a masterpiece best served. The wood hugged the soft comfortable cushion layer of the couch which made it easy to make anyone relax. Off to her side was her fireplace which was dormant since it was still in the middle of the fall. She only used it when it was cold, but the orange flame that licked her smooth skin always gave her a warm and gentle feeling of comfort and security. The finely crafted chandeliers that hovered above their heads gave off a radiant glow which filled the entire room with its innocent shine. While her purple curtains warded off most of the light outside, a segment showered the ground with its luminance peering into the shadowy presence that tried to laminate the floor.

The sun outside shone its beautiful rays of light down upon the capital. Its brazen ocherous glare smiled upon the people with its tangerine luster. Most beautiful when veiled by the puffy white marshmallowy clouds transformed into a vermilion radiant shine which peered into the horizon below as it set into the oceanic sky above. During the time of dusk was the best time to visualize the elegant beauty the sun in the sky had to offer which was usually when Meira went outside just to watch be swallowed by the azureness of the sky above. She continued to wait for the time so she could reflect on the rest that had happened today which floated around in the back of her mind isolated by the troublesome thoughts of earlier. Trying to bring a smile onto her face and widening it she looked at Ranathia, "I guess we'll have to wait and see what the queen says tomorrow." She paused for a moment as she leaned back onto the couch while trying to brush away the annoying thought about having to attend a coronation, "Probably during my coronation." She said with some frustration in her voice. It wasn't the fact she had to wear a dress that bothered; moreover, she really disliked hanging around a bunch of people who were twice her age. She didn't see how Erialyss found that any fun either.

The whole time Meira had spoken Ranathia had remained silent not saying a single word. She listened in with her attention on Meira whenever she did talk. When she overheard her complaining about her coronation. She understand and wasn't entirely thrilled about it either since she always felt naked without her sword. She never liked wearing a dress and it was always so stuffy in the castle, because a lot of people were invited for special events. Though something struck her curiosity about who would all be invited to her coronation. One of the people that troubled her the most when she thought about that was Fenrir. Unlike Meira even if he agreed to swear himself to her cause, she wasn't entirely convinced he could be trusted. He attacked a Guardian citizen over something totally trivial and thought the princess was being a little too generous about what she was doing. The fact he wandered the streets of the capital even caused her to become a little bit more tense. She took a deep breath and let off a deep sigh which alarmed Meira. Ranathia shook her head letting Meira know it was nothing to concern herself with.

[Alphakoka]

It was a day off for Tharome Civil Academy and Alice decided to use the day to visit the capital. Despite the advanced technology that those living in Windgrace enjoy, distribution of better quality objects was still easier to find in either the capital or the producer. She had no money nor time to went around travelling to the produce towns, but transport to the capital was easy enough for her. She looked around the bustling city, mapping the layout into her head as she traveled towards the market district. There were rumors that the end year project for her year was for the students to draw a map of the capital, if it were true, she would at least liked to not lose her way.

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Whizzle followed Meira to her home from a small distance behind. She followed the latter into her house, before heading to the house's library, acting as if she was invited there.

[Leotamer]

Fenrir was walking around, "It seems that most people in Holyote have no clue who I am, which probably is for the better, I mean most Cimmerian's citizens would nearly faint if they saw me. I don't know much about Holyote, but seems like all of this peace has made them weak and dumb. The only ones with half a brain are the ones who have power, and even then they only have a half a brain." he thought to himself.

[Xeiyenreisha]

Azmaldus when he had finished his discussion with the queen remembered that he promised Nathan that he'd talk with him later. Anyone that knew him well would know that he had the honorable trait of keeping his promises. He made his way through the town looking for where Nathan lived. Then he spotted a house that wasn't that entirely popular and stood out for the most in the capital. He approached the house casually without concern for caution. Something inside of him was telling him that it was Nathan's house. He didn't know what it was, but he followed his instinct nonetheless. Approaching the door he took his hand balling it into a fist as he knocked on the door awaiting an answer from the person inside. He was pretty confident it was Nathan's house, but it if wasn't he'd apologize and continue to scout the area until he found it. He wasn't sure what Nathan's response would be to see him standing outside his door if it was indeed Nathan's house. He would ask him to invite him in so they could talk a little while. There were some things he needed to enlighten Nathan's mind about. Also, he remembered the promise he made to his old friend. Even though he felt it was none of his business, he had to honor his dying friend's wish.
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Ranathia handed Meira her miniature sized Ethera Aria who was sleeping peacefully in her hand when she took her out of her bag she put her in. She must have had a long trip, but she wanted Meira to take her to her incubator in her study. She looked at Meira handing her Aria where Meira was overtaken immediately by a feeling of surprise which overwhelmed her body causing her to question, "Why are you giving me, Aria? Isn't she your personal Ethera and friend?"

Stroking Aria's body like she was petting her while Ranathia shook her head giving the impression Meira had gotten the wrong idea. She wasn't giving her Aria. Ranathia wanted to start fixing supper and needed someone to go to her personal study and place Aria into the incubator. She was pretty sure from all that travel that even Meira was hungry and probably wanted something to eat before the sun started to set. It would satisfy Meira's hunger before she went outside to her own personal spot to enjoy the sunset from. It was a place that Meira always went to even when she was still a child. She found it strange why Meira was so interested in that place since she hadn't been in Windgrace for more than a span of five years. Perhaps something about the area Ranathia thought to herself was the reason Meira was so interested in it. That it probably reminded her of some moment when she was still with her biological mother Melianth. She would save asking her for another time. She was starting to hear her stomach growl like a tiger so she immediately got up nodded and smiled wide toward Meira saying to her as she made her way to the kitchen, "Please take Aria to her bed. She needs her rest after all that has happened today."

When Ranathia disappeared into the kitchen, Meira used the force of her hands to pull herself out of her comfortable stage on the couch. She was hesitant to stand up, but Ranathia asked her to do a favor. She wasn't about to ignore her bestfriend's favor where she also took her index finger and stroked Aria. When she placed her fingertips to Aria's body she noticed she was very warm. It was relieving that Aria's body gave off such a comfortable relaxing sensation as Meira stood up onto her two feet then made her way toward two series of doors which lead downstairs. Unlike the other doors in the house, these two doors were air compressed and like the ones you'd usually see in facilities. Behind those two steel doors was an elevator which took her to the lower level of the house. An area which only Ranathia and her were allowed to be in. The security in the lower section was tight and made it very difficult to infiltrate when there were a series of lasers that were touch sensitive which would go off whenever there was an intruder that passed through them when they were active.

Meira touched the keypad off to the side of the doors on the wall where a ding was heard. The doors opened widely allowing her to enter them. She pressed the very low button on the elevator where it started up and moved at steady pace down toward the lowest level of the house. When it reached the bottom, a slight sound could be heard as the elevator made contact with the surface. Afterward it dinged opening its large doors allowing Meira to step onto the tile flooring in front of her as she stood in the hallway. Noticing the sensitive lasers she carefully stepped over them as she approached the keypad which deactivated the touch sensitive laser sensitivity system. She placed her eyes on the optic scanner where it said on the screen in green letters approved. It then prompted her to place her hands on the next scanner that appeared which scanned for both fingerprint and genetic code. In doing so she had no problem getting the approved message to appear on the screen. The last was a voice sensitive code that had to be said by the people registered in the database. Only three people were registered and she was one of them. She said the password in the said expressed voice where the last approved appeared. The computer system then said inside the room over the speakers, "Good afternoon, Meira. Security systems in area are temporarily being deactivated. Once you vacate the area, security systems will resume their role."

Meira walked down the long hallway until she approached the barrier that was in place to ward off intruders. Ranathia wasn't entirely confident the security system would safeguard from all intrusions so she had Siia install a barrier. The barrier made it look like there was a room without a door and a library could be seen inside it. Also, if you tried to approach the barrier Meira remembered without properly disengaging you'd wind up outside the house. The security systems installed were state of the art. Their functions made it difficult to pass through. There was really no way of passing through with the laser grid preventing access to the hallway ahead without stepping toward the side and utilizing your acrobatic talents of getting through the lasers that protected access to the device. Meira waited for all the sigils to align themselves before she palmed her hand out and said into the glyph that appeared with her mind the password. After she said the password part of the barrier opened up allowing entrance. The doorless room to the library disappeared and instead you could see a darkish purple portal in its place. The portal swirled around in the forcefield looking like it lead to somewhere. Those who didn't know the house very well had no idea where it lead to. Meira remembered she had to enter the portal while the barrier was partially down or she would wind up lost somewhere in some place unknown.

With haste she made herself toward the portal then crawled inside it. She was shot through a dark like wormhole that looked like it wasn't going to end until she saw a bright light ahead which dropped her into a room outside with only one door that lead in. The portal disintegrated as she picked herself off the ground and opened the door toward Ranathia's personal study. Inside the room, several rows of shelves filled with books could be seen. Off to the side of the bookshelves were a series of racks with high technological equipment. Some were weapons while others were contraptions of some sort that Meira had no idea how to use. She looked around inside this new large room until she came across a large cylinder like object that had a black handle on it. She noticed blue strobe lights that flashed on the inside of it and a stasis tank with cushioning it that looked like some sort of bed. "This must be it." Meira said to herself as she reached her hand out and opened the door to it. She opened up the stasis tank placing Aria inside of it who was still sleeping peacefully. Meira looked at the girl as she adored how cute she looked, "She looks so cute. I wish I could have a pet Ethera." She said as she stroked Aria one more time and just couldn't stop thinking about how adorable she looked. "I can't get over how cute she really looks. She is just so damn adorable!" Meira obsessed over the Ethera as she was hesitant to close the door on the tank and the door on the incubator. Closing both she walked away from the incubator allowing Aria time to rest.

When she was about to make her way out of the room she heard a sound. The sound she heard made her immediately stop where she was. This caused her to reach straight for her sword and brandish it into her hand. If there was an intruder in the room she would deal with them personally. Walking in the direction of where she heard the sound she yelled cautiously while taking a defensive stance, "Okay, come out! Whomever you are!" She yelled as she approached the area slowly. She followed the instinct of where the sound came from. She was pretty confident that she was walking in the right direction where a series of books were laying on the table. The cloaked figure that was reading the books noticed that they were spotted and immediately started to make their way out of the scene.

[Card Captor]

Nathan was surprised when he heard the sound of someone knocking on his door. This has never happened before. Nathan had no social life, no one ever came to his house to see him. His curiosity overriding his reasoning, he got up and answered the door. He was further surprised when he saw that Meria's grandfather at his door "...um...hi?" He said in a questioning tone, as if he was asking if that was the right response, instead of greeting him. He was vaguely aware that there was supposed to be some sort of small talk before he came into his house. However, since he had no idea what that was, he just decided to skip it "do...do you want to come in?"

[Alphakoka]

Whizzle was reading when she heard a loud thump nearby. Craning her head, Whizzle saw a tuft of pink hair going into the room that was previously barricaded on the other side of the room. Curious, she put the book she was reading back into the shelf it came from before walking to the door. She tilted a head, picking between entering the room or staying out. Before she could do so, she then heard Meira shouting to someone from inside the room. Whizzle raised an eyebrow, the yell can't be directed at her since she was outside so, it meant someone else had sneaked in, maybe even before her. Picking her decision, Whizzle peeked into room.

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Alice walked out to the Market District's street, she only got several steps out when a shadow loomed over her and the resulting collision knocked her off her feet. She was bumped hard enough that the girl was thrown into another passerby, a scrawny looking boy with permanent scowl on his face.

"Hey, watch where you're walking, human!" the figure shouted at her. Alice glared at the bulldog Nekrian looming over her, who ignored it and chose to look at the boy that Alice was thrown to. "Hah, pathetic, a little bump and you need another person to hold you? A scrawny looking person that is closer to bones than the meatbags you humans are and can't even do it properly?"

[Leotamer]

Fenrir simply let the girl fall as he walked up to the Nekrian. "Nothing but bones? Maybe you would like this form better mutt." he said, shifting into his werewolf form. "Or would you rather see the form I used to destroy villages and small towns back when I was impressed by the Cimmeria Empire. If you are to dumb to get a hint like most Holyotians, than that means you should shut your mouth before I rip it off." He then turned to the girl, "Hey haven't I seen you before in Guarda?"

[Alphakoka]

The Nekrian snarled back at the werewolf form in front of him before wising up. "Hmph, fine, consider this your lucky day, loud mouth," he replied before walking past and away from the werewolf and the human girl, There was nothing wrong with his pace, even if it was a little hurried.

Alice didn't even register the exchange between the Nekrian and the boy she was thrown to as the boy transformed into a werewolf. Her body went rigid and her eyes widened as they focused on the monster that stood in front of her. The same kind of monster that killed her parents and almost...almost....

"Hey, haven't I seen you before-" she heard the monster said.

Alice screamed.

[Leotamer]

Fenrir shrugged of the screaming as if it was nothing, it annoyed his ears but he got use to it. But he got the idea that this person was different than the one he meet. He wasn't really sure how, he had a lot of crazy explanations for it, but to be honest he could hardly care. He noticed the local guard that was around seemed more alert and focused on him, and he just shouted vaguely toward the guard, "What are you looking at." he said snarling. He was tempted to try to knock some sense into the Nekrain, but he tried his hardest to hold his tongue and fist.

[Xeiyenreisha]

A heavily armored figure was seen asking around town when someone brought his attention that they saw a Nekrian earlier. From his sources and the information he had gathered from the citizens, it was the same one that they were complaining about from awhile back. According to what his sources had informed him and him tracking the suspect down, that the individual had been stealing items from shop merchants then turning around to sell them for half the price they were asking for. This caused many merchants to become very upset to the point they petitioned toward the queen to do something about it. In response, she appointed the matter to her Imperial Guard and entrusted her most trusted Commander of Imperial Defenses Rhadamanthus to handle the situation while she worked on foreign relations to try to ease the tensions between nations in the war that had broke out not too long ago.

Rhadamanthus was rather large figure who wore golden flame colored armor that covered his entire body except for his neck and head. He had sterling silver shine hair that flowed down his backside. He was a rather curious fellow who tend to question around when he saw a problem arise. Despite his poor attitude from having to deal with every domestic dispute, his attitude he shown toward those as long as they were honest toward him was one that was professional. The one trait that people admired most about the man is that he was absolutely honest never lying about anything. This sometimes played at odds against him since it strained the relationship he had with his son. Nonetheless, he had a code to always be truthful and he expected those who confronted him to do the same. There was nothing he hated more than a liar. Liars tend to get on his bad side which he rather liked to conceal from public.

The cities were packed as people walked from building to building examining what was being sold at the markets. He was just doing his ordinary patrol while keeping a look out for the thief suspect when he saw his men left their posts. A bit aggravated he approached the situation with an attitude that was meant to be bold and discipline the soldiers for their slacking off or that is how he saw it. His opinion of his soldiers soon changed when his eyes widened in concern when he saw a werewolf, Nekrian and also a girl that were involved in an argument. The man made his way respectfully through the crowd not getting hot under the collar or knocking people down trying to avoid getting too much in hurry as he approached the group. He then heard the girl scream which lured him in even further where he ordered his soldiers to stand aside. "Stand down, men. I will investigate this matter myself." He said as his moved aside to allow him to pass by. When he saw the werewolf his hand suddenly went onto the handle of his sword. He remembered killing such beasts in the past though this one struck him as odd. Despite his nickname Wolfslayer he didn't bring himself to draw his sword. Instead he approached the group and started to ask questions where he turned toward Alice first.

He remembered Alice vaguely, but even though not very well it was enough to make him remember how disrespectful his arrogant son was to her. He was a bit struck by surprise to find her intermingled with trouble. She usually kept her nose clean which is one trait he respected about her the most. He knew by the whimpering and fear that it was the same voice he had heard earlier. Before he turned his attention toward the other two individuals involved he concentrated his attention on Aiice for a moment then asked her concerned for her safety, "Are you okay, Alice? I was patrolling the capital then I suddenly heard an argument and you scream which drew my attention over here." He answered as he offered her his hand to help her onto her feet.

He then turned his attention toward the werewolf which made his eyes turn fierce and serious. He refrained from making any accusations as he focused his attention on Fenrir. His hand never left the handle of his blade as he gripped it as a precautionary measure. Most people knew he was famous for his blinding strikes where he could draw his sword so fast and sheathe it was as if it never left his sheathe in the first place. The look in his eyes never changed, but then after examining the situation thoroughly and seeing that there was also a Nekrian involved though he couldn't really see his face he inquired toward the werewolf, but if the werewolf would provoke or try to attack him he would draw Silvance which would end in a bloody mess. Violence was one thing he wanted to avert where he drew the conclusion that this particular werewolf unlike the others wasn't very hostile. His men remained on guard a bit nervous as their hands started to shake a little as they placed their hands on their weapons. Shaking his head as he peered one eye over toward them, "Relax men, I doubt he intends to harm anyone. And if he did he'd find his essence etched onto my blade. Remain alert but do not draw your weapons." When he heard Fenrir's taunt it didn't phase him. Fenrir's taunt got no negative response out of him where he shook his head as if Fenrir looked like an idiot, "His words mean nothing. This one is all bark and no bite and no I'm not trying to provoke. Just trying to maintain the order in this city." He paused for a moment as he pointed in the direction of the part of the city that was less regulated. "If you want to cause problems in the capital then I suggest you go to the lower district. It is less regulated and is often where we send our troublemakers off to."

Approaching the individual he couldn't see the face of, he had gotten a clearer appearance of the individual where he signaled toward his men. "Seems we found our thief." Rhadamanthus said as he ordered his men to fall into the situation. He looked over toward the werewolf, "That will be enough punishment for that whelp. Though I don't feel sorry at all for his thieving ways he still has to face the judge." He said toward Fenrir in a tone that gave the impression that Fenrir should let them handle the Nekrian. Rhadmanthus and his men arrested the Nekrian forcing him on the ground hard enough to eat dirt. The Nekrian grimaced as they slapped the shackles on his wrist after they pinned his arms behind his back. "Seems you never learn do you, Ahlek?" Rhadamanthus questioned toward the Nekrian who tried to spit in his face, but missed as Rhadamanthus grinned stepping aside his spit. He then focused his attention toward the werewolf as his men took the Nekrian away into custody. Something about the werewolf prevented him from drawing his sword and slaying it. He didn't know what it was, but he felt a different aura from this werewolf. Since he was a Mahzok demon, he could sense negative intentions and negative energy released by beings with ill intent, but this werewolf in front of him displaced neither. Shaking his head as he turned away to follow his men he worded toward the werewolf, "A piece of advice I would give you is to avoid trouble. Some officials in this capital aren't as lenient as I am. Let that be a warning toward you, werewolf." With that he walked away with his men who had the Nekrian in custody. Turning back for a moment he asked toward Alice once again if she was fine. The fact she screamed hysterically like that still weighed heavily on his attention like an anvil.

[Leotamer]

Fenrir looked at this strange guard, and looked at him scowling. He always hated guards. The guards in Cimmeria always treated him worst than dirt and were often noncompetitive or was brided by someone. He then smelled something on this guard, and immediately but slowly started to back away from Rhaz. He didn't move out of sight of him, but moved out of range of a lance or spear, but he didn't want to be in the optimal range for ranged weapons like bows and darts. It was the smell of blood and werewolf blood.

[Xeiyenreisha]

The cloaked figure sitting at the tables was no longer there when Meira reached the table. She looked around on the table to notice a series of books that had been opened and it looked like someone was taking notes. A notepad still was on the table so she knew someone had been in the room. She had no idea where the person went, because by the time she got to the table they had disappeared. After the person was gone she scouted the area to make sure no one else was around. Her curiosity was pulled toward what the person was looking for. Her first thought was to look down on the notepad to see what was written down. Something had been recorded on the notepad. When she thoroughly examined the contents she couldn't make any of the words out of it. It had been fashioned in the way of a poem, but the characters on the pad she couldn't understand at all. In some ancient language the poem said as follows:

Through the darkness I uncovered the greatest power.

A form of energy that is reigns eternal without bounds.

The energy without restraint knows no limits.

Causing light and darkness to collide, unveiling the secrets.

When light shatters it becomes the sparkle known as the stars.

When darkness is devoured its reign is limited to the openness of the Universe

Though unrestricted, it still can’t be tamed by mortal humans.

It devours their sanity and consumes their soul.

They succumb a deadly illness that turns all obsidian.

Untreated, death will soon come after.

Within the females of Exrius I leave the answers.

That can only be revealed by those who understand the darkness.

Only then by giving yourself to both, you will find the answer you seek.

This new modernization I call the future.

Giving it the name of Elan, a source that enriches the soul.

Empowering those who comprehend the teachings.

Of the many enigmas left behind by myself.

The enigmas that are in the form of crystals.

Powerful crystals that have the capability.

When undivided power is uncontested.

When not uncontested they are in fragments like dreams shattered.

The shattered two are the missing pieces of the links missing.

The missing links divided into petals blown into the wind like a withering flower.

The keys of the withering flowers still lie close-by hidden from sight.

When the book shines it shows the light.

When all combined, the ultimate secret will be unveiled.

A secret so powerful that it even challenges and brings those who call themselves immortal to their knees.

Of granting self-independence from those who govern us.

From the dark rift that we cannot see.

Which will bring a new realm to be.

Meira examined the poem several times over trying to decipher bits and pieces of it. She noticed someone had been taking notes earlier translating some of the pieces of the poem. When she read the translated sections she saw the name 'Alkmaar Raruva'ixan'. This name rang no bell inside her head. She tried to retrospect deep into her past trying to find someone sort of connection, but her mind just drew blanks. It was obvious that she didn't know who this person was. She also noticed phrases that seemed familiar since she was paying attention in her history class during the time she attended the academy. 'Gods of Fate' stood out to her like a lit candle. It easily drew the knowledge she recalled from it like moths drawn toward an open lit flame. A few other phrases she saw on the paper that aroused her attention. The first being the words Skalliu Rysta. The way it was written was like it was some sort of name. Then she noticed that these letters spelled her grandfather's last name when unscrambled 'Rystaliuskal".

Those very words hit her like a brick wall. She was completely drawn into mesmerization once she came across that name. What did this "Skalliu Rysta" have to do with the Rystaliuskal family? Her breath was taken away from her when she noticed 'Valther Priama' was written right below it. Meira almost collapsed when she saw that name. She did not forget the first time she heard that name. Fear overtook for a moment when she thought about that name. She wondered as she broke herself of the fearful feeling if this was the same 'Valther Priama' who performed some kind of strange experiment on her in the past. She didn't remember much since she was still not in her teens, but she remembered that she had undergone some kind of experiment. She just didn't remember what. She didn't really remember much about the memory other than she swore she was kidnapped on the day, but she couldn't prove it. The person who abducted her returned her before Erialyss woke up denying Meira truth toward her accusations.

Coming to full realization she was dawdling she shook off her earlier thoughts and then returned her sword into its sheathe. She continued to read over the notes that had been written and the next notes that caught her were the words "females of Exrius" etched in large letters. Off to the side of that she saw two words that even made her more curious. The first was Magnum Opus and the second was Enuma Elish. Those names she had recalled before from Sindel legend. They were the name of the two powerful Elan crystals created by the race. The race disappeared so abruptly where both crystals went missing. Most believe that the Sindel race is just a myth, but ruins on Gaea and other planets suggest otherwise. Meira also agrees that they weren't myth. She recognizes the characters used in the language, but she cannot translate them into words she can understand. She tried to focus her attention on the notepad as she spoke to herself, "Some of these words and phrases I understand quite well, but why would someone etched all these into this notepad? I have no idea what this could mean?" She questioned as she continue to examine the notes on the pad.

After she gathered all the information she needed she backed away from the table then noticed that a book was reacting toward her body. Some strange mark on her body began to glow faintly as she walked past the book. This caught her attention where she once again approached the table. Her eyes enlarged when she saw a book titled Magnum Opus laying out. She read the character contents on the title and somehow could understand them. She said toward herself whispering lightly, "Tome of Magnum Opus. The ultimate power of destruction." Meira felt a warm sensation in her body which caused her body to start to feel like it was burning. She struggled to stay conscious as all kinds of glyphs and marks appeared on her body. Falling to her knees as she agonized in pain she painstakingly said, "Urgh... dammit, my body feels like a volcano... Dammit... What is this?" She questioned as she tried to keep herself awake. She was having a hard time keeping herself conscious as her body now wanted to fall into a deep sleep. She didn't understand why her body felt that way, but when she peered down at the glyphs she flipped out, "WHAT THE!!!" Meira said completely driven into a confused shock. She didn't understand what was going on or why her body was glowing like a roman candle. She did notice that the glyphs had Psyaphonics on them, but she didn't understand any of the text that was inscribed on them. She could feel a powerful force residing in her body that just wanted to be released. She stood up stepping away from the table as she saw it was starting to destroy anything around her. "What are you? Why do I feel... this way..." She struggled to get her words out as she fell to her knees once again with her hands planted on the ground panting as a fever took over her body.

The power let off an aura so powerful that it could easily be felt outside the room by anyone around. Those who felt the aura could feel the raw destructive power it wanted to release. While trying to keep herself from falling under its spell as she heard a voice recite into her mind which she told to shut up and get out of her head, she attempted to crawl toward a table with a sedative which would help get it under control. She remembered what caused it to pinnacle out of control. It was that tome she approached earlier and said the name of. Not five seconds after she examined it and said the name of the title is when she felt a powerful force overtake her body. "Must..." Meira said panting even harder trying to endure the ordeal of the power. "reach that sedative... Never... had this... happen before..."

She heard someone recited in her mind as she continued to tell it to shut up. The language they were using she couldn't understand at all. The voice said toward her, "Power beyond mere comprehension. The limitless darkness that devours everything. The endless abyss of eternal despair that veils all that is lost in servitude. Embrace the darkness and light inside your heart. Release that power as a combination of salvation and destruction. Reverse the futility of the the current master plan. Rewrite the laws of existence. I am Magnum Opus. I am the Limitless Void of Nothingness. I am Eternal Darkness. I am the fabrication of everything. I am everything. Exrius female descendant, release the seal and my limitless bounds and embrace that with every part of your body including your soul." It said in ancient text where Meira screamed on top of her longs for the voice to shut up. She was tired of hearing it and didn't even understand what it was saying which annoyed her even more.

She finally stopped yelling as she fell under a trance with her eyes looking like they were in a hypnosis. The first words that came out of her mouth were in the form of an incantation, "Through the darkness I uncovered the greatest power." She paused hesitant as she tried to resist the trance of the power by using her mind. Her eyes continued to look like they were under the trance, but her actions showed that she was resisting it.
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Azmaldus accepted Nathan's offer and walked into his house. He looked at Nathan looking around at his house. He was a bit surprised to find out Nathan was living in such a house. The house he lived in contained no luxury. This came to no surprise due to the fact Nathan came from a poor family. He looked at Nathan examining him closely and said toward him something odd that would probably startle him, "You look a lot like him." He laughed as he asked after that if there was a place they could sit down and talk. He remembered Nathan's father well since they were friends in the past. The only part he didn't understand is the fame his father acquired for himself he never used for his personal means. Then again, his father never liked living in luxury saying that he preferred to stay simple and live a normal life without being cast into the midst of nobility.

The last time Azmaldus laid eyes on Nathan is when he was still a very young child. He remember Nozdormu showing him Ysolde's child who had married to give birth to Nathan. He remembered the first time Nozdormu met Ysolde, it was back when he was still the emperor of the Valdarian Empire. His father was a mercenary for hire back then and Ysolde was a priestess who worked for the main church body inside Valdaria. He never thought someone like his father and a holy saint like his mother would ever be wed. Though Nathan did bear his father's resemblance well, his eyes were those of his mother. He owed his father a debt for saving his life when he vowed to stay behind and defend the empire with his life after it had collapsed due to a frantic explosion in the church. Luckily Ysolde wasn't in the church during the explosion or she would have been killed. He does remember that his foolhardy daughters Valeria and Melianth were experimenting with resurrection trying to bring their dead brother back to life and it backfired obliterating the entire capital of Valdaria. The explosion killed a lot of people and left Valdaria vulnerable and easy to invade for Cimmmeria. He was going to stay behind to provide as a shield for the escape of his two daughters, but Nozdormu and Ysolde aided the emperor in his escape.

He tried to go back for Finathia who hadn't escaped the castle, but it had collapsed upon itself and Nozdormu stood in the way of Azmaldus telling it was too late. Though he was angered during the time he did save his life, he was now grateful toward Nathan's father for allowing him to live a little bit longer. "Is there someplace we can sit down and talk, Nathan?" Azmaldus questioned as he awaited for Nathan to escort him to a more secure room where he would tell him what he needed to know. He wasn't entirely sure how Nathan would take what he was about to tell him, but he did make a promise that he intended to keep.

[Alphakoka]

Alice looked up to Rhadamanthus but didn't say anything as she saw Fenrir on the corner of her sight, which caused her to flinch and looked towards the ground. Her body trembled as she hyperventilated while her palm seemed trying to claw into the ground. She looked up once more when the Imperial Guard commander returned with his question.This time, as her sight of the werewolf was blocked by the Mahzok, she managed a weak nod, "Th-the werewolf...is...is it..gone?" she asked. It was fortunate that Rhadamanthus was a face she had recognized, not only for his own renown but from several interactions with him whenever his son tried to harass her in the academy for being a human. It was those interactions that let Alice to file the Mahzok as a trustworthy person even under panic as she was.

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Meira was going critical in front of Whizzle as she peeked from the door. The Midarian has no idea what happened to Meira although she could guess that it was because of the tome she touched earlier. Meira then started screaming and going into a trance. If the raw power that was radiating from the pinkette was any indication, there's really only one option for Whizzle. Stepping into the room, Whizzle raised an arm as three different glyphs formed on his palm in a triangle formation.The glyphs he used were intended to induce deep sleep on its target. While the configuration he used was something he guarantee could overwhelm any resistance of its target, the range was extremely limited as he tend to need to be standing almost right next to them before the glyphs became powerless. She raised her arm and prepared to stick the glyphs over Meira's chest when she heard Meira muttered a single line, "Through the darkness I uncovered the greatest power."

The phrase caused Whizzle to freeze, not knowing what the phrase meant or if it meant to do something. Only when Meira also froze that Whizzle continued her action. The glyphs was planted into Meira and soon faded as if it went under her skin. Laying the unconscious girl on the floor, Whizzle then waited in relief as Meira stopped radiating power. With the threat averted, Whizzle then walked to inspect the tome that she saw Meira touched before she went out of control. Looking over the messy desk, Whizzle read over the poem in the notepad, unfortunately for her, while the language was a familiar one, it was not a language she had bothered to master and therefore, she could only read a tiny bit of the whole poem. With nothing she could do about the poem, Whizzle turned her attention to the tome, when she touched the pages, a glow suddenly came from Meira's direction. Dropping the tome, Whizzle turned and saw a blue orb hovering above Meira before disappearing into the her prone form. Whizzle blinked at the sight and returned to the tome while looking at Meira. Sure enough, when her hand touched the tome, the blue orb emerged from Meira. Whizzle noticed that there were glyphs etched on the surface of the orb and, after several repeating of releasing and touching the tome, that it appeared only when the tome was in her hand. With the tome, Whizzle approached the orb to observe it closely, only for the orb to suddenly disappear and no matter her attempt afterwards, didn't reveal itself from Meira again.

Looking between the tome and Meira, Whizzle nodded as she decided something. Turning to face the room, Whizzle spoke up.

"Hey, fellow intruder, if you haven't went out from wherever or however you came in, would you come out and talk for awhile?" she said, not expecting an answer. "Or at least answer me this, do you have bag or something big enough that you can lend me?"

[Card Captor]

"You look a lot like him." The strange old man's words confused Nathan; who did he look a lot like? Did he remind him of an old friend back when he was Nathan's age? "Is there someplace we can sit down and talk, Nathan?" When Azmaldus asked him that, Nathan had to stop and think; His home had been furnished under the idea that he would be the only one to ever be inside it, as such, he only had one chair.

'...Maybe he could use my chair, and I could sit on my bed' he thought. "Um, sure. Just give me a second." Grabbing his sole chair, a humble stool, from the kitchen, he brought it to his bedroom for Azmaldus to use. "It's the only thing I have" he told him "to be honest; your my first house guest. I never even imagined that I'd have a first"

[Xeiyenreisha]

Azmaldus expected a confused response from Nathan. It seems his father died before he ever got the chance to properly introduce him to Nathan. Azmaldus remembers the child that Ysolde held in her hands during the time he visited. Though he was a bit taken back why he shortened his name to Nathan since the name that was given to him was longer. Then it hit Azmaldus that he probably didn't like that name. If he didn't like that name then he would respect that fact and just call him Nathan. Though abandoning your real name isn't one of the most respectable things you can do for your family. He wanted to tell Nathan that he should honor his parents and go by his real name, but he refrained from doing so seeing as it was none of his business. When Nathan offered him a seat he took one sitting across from Nathan on a sturdy stool Nathan took from his kitchen. He shook his head toward Nathan telling something that might surprise him completely, "You see Nathan, your father Nozdormu and i were old friends. Hah," He laughed a little as he thought Nathan was being silly about what he said, "When I used to be a ruler which was years ago, I hired your father to do missions for me. I heard about his fame and how he was a famous dragonslayer which attracted my attention. That is when I sent an emissary of mine to recruit him telling him I'd pay him any price he asked for. That is how I got to know him. It's also how your father met your mother. Your mother was a priestess for the church inside my castle back then."

He paused for a moment to rest his breath for a moment. He remembered the times he spent with both Nathan's mother and father. Those were times he enjoyed the most since they were the happiest times he had with his wife Finathia. Thinking about the past made him think about Finathia and how he missed his deceased wife. Even though he wanted to join her in death, he made a promise that he would watch over Melianth and be there for her when she grew up. He was surprised someone as old as him managed to survive the turbulent times of his daughter. Over those times he suffered casualties in his family losing not only his wife, but also his only son and his eldest daughter Valeria. These are people that Meira never got the chance to know. He still remembers when she was an infant that she asked him about those people. She was always a curious girl is what Azmaldus always remembered.

"I owe your father my life. He is one of the reasons I'm still around today." He laughed as he remembered when Nozdormu convinced Azmaldus who was being stubborn and wanted to stay behind in the castle. Back then he didn't want to leave his wife or let her die alone and still he couldn't avoid having her die alone. Sometimes he kicked himself over that and at first he was angry with Nozdormu for saving him. He did thank Nozdormu and his fiance at the time Ysolde when they helped his two daughters escape from the castle. He didn't understand why Melianth and Valeria back then would do something as foolish to try to resurrect their own brother. He was a fool to ignore Ysolde's warning about how his two daughters were performing forbidden arts. He did apologize to Ysolde later for how he treated her when she told him about the two.

Brushing his many thoughts aside he looked at Nathan and continued to pause his discussion to give Nathan a chance to respond to what he had just said. He would provide Nathan with what was given to him that was from bother his parents once he got to that part. For now he held onto the keepsakes until the time presented itself.

[Card Captor]

Nathan was slack jawed; this old man knew who...no, what he was. He wasn't scared of the crazy lady from before, since she was just a crazy lady...but this guy was different. Nathan knew he couldn't take him in a fight. Just as he was switching from fight to flight, he realized something; 'wait...this guy knew my parents!' While it might have seemed like a small thing given the gravity of his situation, it was far from that. It meant that instead of being someone who had uncovered his closest secret, he was an old family friend. That made all the difference. Going over everything that Azmaldus said, he decided that his story checked out so far. While he didn't know much about his parent's past, he did know that his mother used to spend a lot of time in a church, and that his dad was a traveler. Not only that, but he knew his dad's name. All things pointed to him telling the truth. 'I guess that person that I look so much like that he was talking about was my dad' he thought to himself. However, something was still bugging him "but I don't remember you at all before today. That means that if you ever saw me, it was as a baby. So...so how could you tell that I'm me...that I'm Neltharion?" he asked, using his real name for the first time in years