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The denizens of the world rejoiced as the threat of renegade vermin scouring about the lands no longer threatening their livelihood, homes and loved ones. But the capital of Caderasa, however, holding an international conference with the world leaders and directors, held a more skeptical notion on the position of their world’s safety. They feared there would be no end to the evil that the galaxian convergence, coupled with Agonia had created. Humanists such as Ivodal could re-emerge, and in such an instance, they had to be ready. They sought long-term countermeasures against their enemies, such as a secondary world to establish militar

History mandates that conflict is the spawn of affliction. In the face of famine, disease and ever-spreading hystria, desperation and trust will seldom be allies. And even the space between worlds lacks the distance to prevent conflict. Interconnected worlds via complex system of portals was dubbed “The Galaxian Convergence”, a myriad of interconnected worlds, large and small, with all manner of animals, people and civilizations. The perplexing discovery of portals allowed kingdoms and races from across different worlds to interact; until a plague quickly spread across the worlds, quickly degrading into madness. The Agonia viru

Iron blades clashed and swiped at each other as one deadly blow after the other traded position. The group of three merciless brigands, seeking to rob any who would wander around town at night. Beacontown often had robbers, criminals and sadists roam the streets under the cover of darkness as the sun set each evening. Havoc would ensue at first, buildings and homes being plundered and destroyed, but thankfully, the Order of the Stone and the Iron Golems they constructed, as well as volunteers willing to fight the wicked men off from their homes. Lukas buried a spectral arrow into the stomach of the crimson-clothed outlaw archer, combined wi

The small brigade of six found themselves back at the gates of Dunmoor, rushing in at full speed, despite their profuse injury. Stark was among to the first to spot them, as festering fear grew in his mind, seeing all fix of them moderately wounded, panicked, and out of breath from running. “What the hell happened? What’s wrong?” Stark asked. More of the Eldritch populace had concern for whatever was happening. “By the stars, what happened?” Alastor asked worriedly. “They…” Lyra shuddered, trying to muster the words of what happened “What? What?!? What is it?!?” Lloyd exclaimed

Nicolai was on his way back from his mission, accompanied by Lloyd, another young eldritch man, A denizen of Stashan. They both walked back towards the gate, slightly caked in blood from encounters with Corrupted, Overgrown spiders. “You alright there, Nick?” Lloyd asked. “Just got me on the side, i’m holding up. And you?” Nicolai retorted. “Just a scratch. Pretty big, but not bleeding.” Lloyd advised, now entering the exterior walls of the fortifications surrounding the city. “Ugh… I mean, hearing about the whole deal with that Darius creep, just ticks me off, y’know what I mea

The next morning came. Benji peered out the window of his ship, His emerald eyes scanning for movement. From what he saw, there were scores of eldritch denizens already out and about. “Are all these alien dudes early birds?” Benji asked himself in an unamused tone Lyra was still asleep, so Benji thought it would be best to not disturb the young elf. Benji opened the hatch. He wanted to talk to Lyra, but he didn’t want to disturb her just yet. Unveiling a toolbox from beneath his bed, he held a firm grip on the handle as he opened the hatch and descended the ladder perched on the back of his ship. He toiled for about an

They woke up back at the fields within the large Dunmoor courtyard. “What happened over there?” Asked Rou, curiosity and worry controlling her thoughts at the time. “Darius is the man running the human army. They want to rule the world…” Said Nicolai “Damn it all to Hell… another war…” Solran muttered “Sanya, are you okay?” Asked Lyra worryingly. “It’s nothing.” Sanya insisted. Lyra stepped forward and saw the bandage, still with an azure bloodstain on it. She held her hand on it, and the spot on Sanya’s arm let out a strange white glow. The pain

About an hour later, Benji landed back on earth. “You’re Back. Where’s the corruption?” The Boss Snapped at him. “I couldn’t get it on my own, sir. The Eldritch men have it well defended, and they attacked me as  tried to take some of it.” Benji explained dishonestly, pointing to where the Corrupt Skeleton Warrior wounded him. “Whatever.” The Boss sneered at him. “We’ll need to destroy some of their defenses then. Take your ship and get onto the attack. I’ll send my spies.” “But Sir-” Benji tired to protest. “Did I stutter?!?” “R-

The Next morning came, awaking Nicolai at the crack of dawn. He stepped off the bed and put his armor back on, grabbed his sword, and put it away. After eating a piece of bread for breakfast, washing his hair and brushing his teeth Stepping outside to the balcony of his apartment, he overlooked the city again. It’s become a habit of his the survey his surroundings from a high altitude. He noticed the wall near the gate was slightly damaged for some reason. A small Demon army must’ve attacked overnight. He decided to head down there after seeing what happened. Sure enough, it turns out a small demon horde was equipped with som

Eight days had passed since Rou, Stark, Nicolai,  Keyen, Vulcan, Kye, Sanya, and Alexsi left the order’s world in search of Eldritch Civilization. They found themselves in an underground system of caverns, but later found the surface. They’re making their way south, hoping to run into The Haven Knights, so they can regroup with the Eldritch Council of Warlords. The Order and their friends let them pack a large manner of items, along with a large food supply. But, with their eldritch heritage to thank, they had enough food to survive in the caves, as Eldritch men do not grow hungry as fast as humans would. The Eight of them were