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THE WAR FOR MYTHERIA - Isekai Adventure

Will post tomorrow my dudes

THE WAR FOR MYTHERIA - Isekai Adventure

Hello everyone, just wanted to let you know that I have decided to leave this RP. My reason is that IRL things have hindered my writing skills. I apologies for the inconvenience of leaving, i hope that i will be able to come back in a more relaxed mental state.

@Eviledd1984

Good luck dude! hope everything goes well for you!

Beyond Nirvana - The God Eater Calamity

"Lord Havokor, for the last time, please exit your room and open the portal, we are going to be late like always!"

"I don't want to! Those guys suck!"

"Please don't speak about our allies in such a way"

"But they do! Amaterasu is always trying to boss me around, The Omniscient is super grouchy, Celia gives me the cold shoulder, Genesis is nice but creepy, and Lunara is... sort of okay, I guess? But Dominus and Uzhdifal are always looking at me like I am an affront to them! They suck!"

"Lord Havokor please cease this foolishness, I will use my ribbons if needed!"

Shin had expected many things when he became a Champion for his Lord, what he didn't expect was for said Lord to be sooo....

"Fine, fine! I will open the damn portal already"

Charming

Despite his words and actions the moment his Lord stepped through the door to his room, he did so with a massive smile on his face. This was nothing more than a charade the two of them tended to engage on, his Lord ties to the concept of STRUGGLE showing themselves in smaller (inconvenient) forms.

"Who could have guessed that my little Shin would one day turn his beloved ribbons against his Lord, why if only your Grandmother could be here to see you now she would-"

Shin watched expressionlessly as his Lord keep muttering to himself before deciding that ignoring him was for the best, instead, he decided to check his equipment one last time, his sword was safely strapped to his waist and his pack contained extra clothes in case his current ones were damaged in combat, he would have liked to get more things but his Lord announced this campaign a few hours ago and he decided to give priority to other things.

Well it was too late for regrets now.

"Shiiiiin! Stop wasting time, we will be late you know?"

Suppressing a sigh he watched his Lord stand proudly in front of a fully open portal and without saying another word they both stepped through it.

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Appearing beside the other deities his Lord wasted no time in thinking about his greeting

"Hey guys long time no see! You all look just as I remember"

Ignoring his Lord's informal hellos he gave the assembled deities a deep bow with a fist on a closed palm in front of him.

"Greetings Great ones, greetings my fellow Champions, my name is Shin'Za Ze'Hav, Lord Havokor's chosen champion"

THE WAR FOR MYTHERIA - Isekai Adventure

James didn't make an order, just a suggestion (he will never give an order because you are his party mates not his employees), feel absoluttly free to persue the Academy thing if you want to. Like, James is okay with you all doing what you want and if you decide to go he is likely to follow.

THE WAR FOR MYTHERIA - Isekai Adventure

He nodded back at Mac in gratitude for her support during his rant and then looked back at the GM, for a moment he even dared to hope that this was it, that the answer they had been seeking would just appear and be handed to him by the admittedly pretty woman, hell, maybe she could even zip him back to his home and let him pretend that all of this was a dream.

He should have known better than to hope.

Goddammit, more hoops.

Marsel Brooks

Yeah, that summed up pretty well how he was feeling.

His first instinct was to ask for a low contract first to test the waters and then go for the two silver contracts if the risk appeared manageable but reigned in his impulse to comment, better to know what the others thought first before saying something, that and he was feeling as impatient as they were. Or at least he assumed as much.

As each one spoke it became obvious what the answer was, they were willing to risk their lives as much as he was, and that filled him with a strange sense of apprehension. Damn he could really use a be-

I'll leave you guys to make a more thought-out decision. I need a beer.

Mi entenao?

He fought to keep his grimace stiff and not let out a bark of laughter, he swore, sometimes it was like that guy and he shared the same last two brain cells on their heads.

He listened as Adam asked where exactly should they throw the Cube of Doom™ while a certain sense of envy filled his heart, damn he wished he could do a Zell and leave but he didn't need to have PR training to know that as the newly elected leader that would look really bad. As the letter was signed he took a step towards it before he saw MacKenzie's movement and intentions, yeah, looking at Adam it was evident the guy still was dealing with some shit, getting him some responsibility could help him get some confidence that he was still wanted on the party.

But why not make it more evident.

"Hey Adam, could you grab the letter? You defeated the big skeleton so it makes sense you talk with the lady, plus, I know it will be safe with you" That should reassure him somewhat, the thought of exiling him from the party was laughable, even if they didn't like him (which they clearly did) the guy was too damn useful to get rid of.

Finally, once he was sure they all gave their suggestion (and ignored Joji's comment about splitting the party to deal with it because what the fuck man) he approached the Guild Master.

"Well, it appears that the consensus is to take the Gold Contract so we would like to choose that one please." He let out a sigh, it was more dangerous than he would have liked but he would trust them "Also, if it's not a bother could you tell us where the nearest inn is? and the nearest church, I figured I am a Cleric with the whole Blessings thing but I would like to learn a little more"

Having heard the answers he thanked the elfin woman and looked towards the group again.

"Well guys, I don't know you but I agree with Mac, we should really rest and continue things tomorrow, if we are going to go for the most dangerous objective we should make sure we are as prepared as we can, things like potions if those are a thing here and maybe reserve weapons for the other magic users" He excluded himself from that, he still carried the knife he used to perform surgery on Lilliana (All cleaned now of course) and the anchor on his back "And of course, better to bother the folks at the Academy after they have a chance to sleep. Rest today, work tomorrow. I will keep the idiot in check to make sure he doesn't get carried away."

That was a fucking lie, he was planning to get totally wasted and it would be glorious.

"See you at the inn"

"Lucy! That Aurok bounty?"

Somebody

As he was going down the stairs he heard someone shout for the GM about their bounty and her response, then looking around he saw the small group that had formed around Zell. Shrugging he stepped past them and sit on the unoccupied stool next to him, whatever legend-making Zell was doing was not his business, if he was asked to chime in he would but why ruin the work somebody put on something they were clearly skilled on.

He could have a little fun however.

"You forgot to mention the Ogres, the Undead, the Alpha Direwolves, and the Motherfucker" He looked back at the bartender "Something with a strong kick and something to eat please"

THE WAR FOR MYTHERIA - Isekai Adventure

holy shit I missed a lot of posts, let me read up and then I will write

THE WAR FOR MYTHERIA - Isekai Adventure

it was posted twice, who knows why

THE WAR FOR MYTHERIA - Isekai Adventure

thanks dude

THE WAR FOR MYTHERIA - Isekai Adventure

So we are going to wander for the next few days before goinf to the fulfill the contract or we go directly? cuz honestly I got some things I want to do.

Beyond Nirvana - The God Eater Calamity

Shin

Name: Shin'za Ze'Hav

Age: 24

Gender: Male

Race: Veilborn, very similar to humans with the key difference of their skin being much more susceptible to the negative effects of the sun making them cover as much of their body as possible with cloth. As a result, their culture has been heavily skewed towards literal posturing and bold words to make up for the lack of facial tells. They typically have a graceful and proportionate physique, often with a slightly more delicate bone structure, their eyes are known for their vibrancy and intensity.

Appearance:

How he looks

Under his cloth, he appears as a very tanned man with brown hair and red eyes, he stands at 5'9

Home World: Carnagoria, a ruthless place where might makes right, drown in conflict and violence, a planet where war has been measured, calculated, and exploited to be shared equally among all its inhabitants, weakness is pitied but the choice to remain weak is scorned, however, there is fairness inherent to the system, hate is not an emotion that many locals have for conflict is as natural to them as it is to breathe. That's not to say it is a bad place to live, peace is granted at regular designated intervals and the people are kind and generous during said times as it is impossible to deal intentional harm unto others.
The biggest reason why the system works in the first place is that the God worshipped on this planet imposed a rule when he bested all other deities who lay claim to it "Death is not granted, it is earned", death is unable to claim those who died struggling, it is only during times of peace that death is rampant and is the reason why the people look forwards to times of conflict. Those who perish fighting for their survival will reawaken on the next time of peace without a single wound on their bodies and they always claim that during that time they were feasting and celebrating in their God's domain, watching those still alive fight.

Patron Deity: Havokor, the god of Conflict and Struggle. Despite being metaphysically connected to the concept of "Struggle" one doesn't think that when they met him, fashioned on the style of clothing of the Veilborn he prefers to be merry and happy, there is no necessity for hate or conquest. Just the honest feeling of desiring something hard enough to fight for it.

Champion’s Blessing: Cimson Ribbonflame Armguards
-This blessing from his God manifests as an item, a pair of Armguards that allow Shin'za to produce red ribbons from his wrists and shins, this ribbon isn't actually blood nor cloth but rather something akin to dense air which makes it behave like cloth but without weight, very resistant to tearing but not towards cutting.
-These ribbons can be exploded and cause burning damage with a flex from the user (usually a pulling movement), the radius and force of the explosion grows with the distance it has from Shin'za.
-This ability's greatest weakness is the fact that if a ribbon is cut the separated part will instantly lose all its properties and vanish from existence.

Inventory: A normal sword and some spare clothes.

Magic: Cloth control: A simple spell used to mend clothes, Shin'za learned it to make his ribbons have extra flourish when he waved them. The cloth is not particularly fast and it can't strike with any real force.

Skills:
-Martial arts: It is no mistake to say that every citizen of Carnagoria possesses at least some passing knowledge of martial arts, even if most of them are self-taught.
-Ribbon dancing: Shin'za biggest passion and the skill that allowed him to be noticed by his God. He is good at it and has trained most of his life using it.
-Basic weapon usage: Similar to martial arts is not uncommon for those of Carnagoria to just grab whatever they find on the battlefield to keep fighting.

Personality: Calm and collected are words that apply to Shin'za, speaking in a tranquil manner if somewhat fromaly but with very expressive movements, he tries to form connections with others as it is custom for his planet, it is difficult to anger him and almost impossible to make him hate someone.

History: Life has been pleasant for Shin'za since the day he was born, sure being forced by the teachers to fight his fellow students by the age of 8 was a bother as it was being given a dagger and shoved to the battlefield by the age of 12, but despite those small hiccups he still lived a happy life, all thanks to his guilty pleasure.

Dancing with the ribbons his grandmother made for him.

One may wonder, why it is that his dancing passion was considered something he should keep hidden? After all, there are many people who dance as well, even entire schools dedicated to sword dancing or martial dancing, but the answer was simple, he just loved a dancing style that was peaceful -ribbon dancing- so much that he chose to hide during war times just to practice his dancing alone. Such a take was almost sacrilegious for his people, to not partake in conflict when offered was anathema to their way of life. When he was discovered by his people he knew that they wouldn't understand his dedication to his chosen path, that they would take him to some facility to be re-educated or just locked in a prison until he perished. He couldn't accept that so he did the same thing the very thing he tried to avoid, he fought, even after his right hand was cut, even after his left eye stopped working, even when he couldn't even recognize who was he fighting anymore, he kept going until someone did the unthinkable.

They set his ribbons on fire.

Whether by spell or with a torch someone had set fire to his most precious possession, and he had to let go of them as the handles became too hot to grab. At that moment he was presented with a choice, surrendering on the condition that his ribbons were saved or keep fighting what was sure to be a lost fight anyway. The smart choice would have been to surrender, to be rehabilitated by his people while being allowed to dance in times of peace, or even to learn a more martially inclined dancing style. He didn't, instead, he tied his burning ribbons to his wrists and lept into the fray once more.

To this day he has been unable of getting a clear answer from his God for why was he there, was it amusement or interest that had grabbed his attention, perhaps he sensed the conflict that was brewing and wanted to check it out, or was it just a case of focusing in the right place at the right time. Whatever the case the answer was the same, the God saw the pitiful mortal struggle to go against the system he had established, to confront the world to satisfy his own selfish desires... and he felt giddy for it. The manifested Armguards went unnoticed by everyone in the fight until the moment the ribbons exploded and then started reforming.

The new accessory abilities complemented his own style well enough to shift the rhythm of battle in his favor until he was the last man standing amid an army of corpses of his friends and acquaintances before succumbing to his own injuries. The next time he woke up during a time of peace he immediately noticed them and was informed that his struggle and determination had earned him the recognition of their God as well as the title of Champion. Giving him the freedom to choose he so desired but chaining him to his God's household.

Extra/Notes:
-Has a sweet tooth and a younger brother.
-He still has burn scars on his wrists.
-The Ze'Hav part of his name is the addition that marks him as part of his God's household