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Eclipse
Dec 15, 2008 2:07:22 GMT -5
Post by souseiki on Dec 15, 2008 2:07:22 GMT -5
lol finez. tis supa kewlzorz!
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Eclipse
Dec 15, 2008 15:26:27 GMT -5
Post by wsxedcr08 on Dec 15, 2008 15:26:27 GMT -5
That's what i said, but then I gave in. >.>
EPIC CHAPTER like always =D
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Eclipse
Dec 15, 2008 18:31:10 GMT -5
Post by souseiki on Dec 15, 2008 18:31:10 GMT -5
mauhahahaha! come to the dark side! you know you want to!
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Eclipse
Dec 30, 2008 0:39:54 GMT -5
Post by souseiki on Dec 30, 2008 0:39:54 GMT -5
s382.photobucket.com/albums/oo268/Souseiki_2008/?action=view¤t=Untitled-8copy.jpgChapter 13 – Preparations
“It only takes a second to die…” Amidst the darkness, a clock ticks for five seconds. “A beating heart…” The clock fades and a human heart appears which beats slowly to nothing. Doctors and surgeons yell commands in the background as they find the dying person. “A wave of a hand…” The heart fades and an arm forms. The arm moves back for about an inch and the vision fades. While it withers, you can hear a explosion and the screaming of the dead. “A drop of water…” This time it shows a droplet slowly dropping onto a unknown pavement, and in the background you can hear millions of cries, wishes, desires that have never been fulfilled, and never will be. Just as the droplet was about to fall into the puddle, the scene suddenly darkens. “It takes one second for a life to stop, an organization to corrupt, a continent to fall. It takes one second for humans to stop their adolescent quarrels, for them to see the light. And also, for death to claim the ‘greatest race’.” A figure grows into view as the last sentence was said. He was on his knees, and chains far from view tied his wrists so that they were spread apart. He slowly opens his eyes, revealing red eyes. (Note: The narrator is not showing this to you, nor is he/she saying the stuff.)
A fist slammed into a desk, sending paper and glass to the floor. “THEY GOT AWAY!?!? I TOLD YOU TO HOLD THEM THERE! DAMN IT!” Alex and Jennifer stood opposite of Captain, who restlessly paced around the room. “I was THIS close to getting it this time! s***…I’m going to have to do this earlier than I thought..” Captain stopped behind his desk and looked at the two. “Send Justin to Omega and put it on lockdown. I need to know what the Kreins are doing. You two protect Adrian from them, he may need it. Have half of the remaining of your group blend with the guards and the other half train the 3rd job people. When they advance turn them into fourth job and ‘awaken’ them. But before that, you all need to come with me. Its obvious first level isn’t strong enough. Gather the rest of your party and meet me in the lab in ten minutes. I will explain the details to your group then. Go.” Jennifer and Alex nodded and left. Exactly ten minutes afterwards, a bright blue flash illuminated the room, announcing the arrival of the party. Captain stood facing the wall behind his desk, his hand on the wall. A small archaic symbol appeared on the wall and it flashed once, twice. The wall groaned and split into two paths, the symbol in the very middle. By now the rest of the walls of the room had archaic symbols on it, infused with magic. Captain glanced at the party, who kept looking around the room, alert for any danger. “Come on. Follow me. I’ll explain the details of why I called you here and what your orders are after this.” Captain walked through the path made from the walls without pausing for the party. The group hurried to follow him as they inspected the new area. The area was rather big, godly weapons were on racks on the left side, while the right had scrolls, battle plans, monster drops, potions and so on so forth. As they passed several pathways and rooms, the group found that the whole area was full of items, even mounts and newly invented technology. All in all, it was quite the amazing place. Finally they reached a dimly lit room. A table was in the middle of the room, and on it were every kind of crystal there ever was. In front of every crystal was a name engraved in stone, such as Troy, Anthony, and Trevor. Strangely, an aura pulsated from each and every crystal. The auras were all different from each other, in size, power, and color. Each jewel was different, one way or another. Either it was a different color, or a different size, but all were not the same. Captain strolled to the table, brushing his fingers on an Emerald. “These here are special jewels. You’re sworn to keep this secret, until every one of these are gone. Anyways, as you know, the Chosen have been after me and have temporarily stopped me before. They are foolish enough to believe that I was going to unleash my project soon. Well, I’ve been gathering power. These here are the remnants, or souls or power, however you may put it, of the past Chosen who have either fallen or sided with me before. Inside these crystals are their stamina, strength, skills, abilities, and senses. Their memories and personality are gone, but calling on them give you quite a boost. I have found a special place for these to be. Over the years, I have learned that these crystals can bond with your body, giving you what they have. The place is just behind the heart. They won’t harm you, so you’re free from pain. I’m going to bond them to you. You won’t feel anything, and afterwards you’ll be perfectly fine. Your body will be like it has a sixth sense, and your power and things will be increased by a lot. After all of you have done this, I’ll tell you your orders.” Captain took a medium-sized powerful sapphire, named Aidan, and beckoned Alex to step forward. Captain raised the sapphire to Alex’s heart is supposed to be, and murmured “Gladius Adorior” . Alex felt a slight tinge, and the sapphire was gone. About three seconds later, he felt his senses rise and the power of a Paladin wash into him. A door on the other side of the room opened. “You are now ‘raised’. Go into that door if you want to test your new skills.” Alex turned and rushed into the room. The rest of the party was fairly the same. When the last of the party was finished, Captain called in the party. They filed into the room, excited from their newfound power. Captain stood in front of them. “I hope you’re satisfied. The Kreins will be no match for you now. They can get affected from only the Chosen’s magic. Now that they’re in you, you have no such problem. Your orders are as follows. Justin, you go to Omega Sector and put it on lockdown and also see what the Chosen are doing. Alex and Jennifer stay with Adrian, I’m sure they’ll target him. Tyler, Laura, Nick, and Ashley will train fourth and third jobbers and, when they’re ready, awaken them. The rest of you will blend in with the guards and ensure that they don’t get in before we’re ready. The leaders of the guards will be Conner, and the other Tyler. Report in my office every night at 8 pm. Also, you are to not tell anyone about this room, these crystals, or anything. If you do, you’re as good as dead.” The next moment they were back in Captain’s office, and the wall and everything was back in it’s original place, as if the part had never happened. The only way that the twelve could tell that they had actually seen the room and crystals were the increased senses and the fact that the crystals were ‘drawn’ to Captain. “Now, Tyler and his team come to me in the morning. I have to make sure you won’t accidently kill your people when you awaken them. Jennifer, only you come to report at 8 pm. Alex stays with Adrian. Tell Adrian the plan. Now your orders are finished. Go rest for the night and your new mission commences tomorrow.” The twelve left, leaving Captain alone.
Narrator: Shadows lurk in the dark. Beings unknown to us, bound to the laws of old magic. He knows not what he has done, while he knows all, but does nothing. Before you kill, before you wash your sword in their blood, what do you see?
tis a bit short..sry for that. anyways, for the beginning i tried my best to put what i had in my head to words..so..yeah. anywayssss..i hope you like the new banner of Eclipse i made.
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Eclipse
Jan 15, 2009 0:47:35 GMT -5
Post by souseiki on Jan 15, 2009 0:47:35 GMT -5
Chapter 14 – Redeemer
Legends are said to be tales made by humans for things too great or too terrifying to believe. They themselves are myths that tell only part of the truth, for that is even more sinister than the human mind can comprehend, thus the limit humans created existed. Of course, the old legends by itself are warnings, signs of what will happen years afterwards of its occurrence. Old magic, such a forceful thing. Such disasters, heroics, massacres, saviors, and ‘prophecies’ can depict the failure, struggles, and winnings of millenniums afterwards.
An image shows, misty and signaling that it was many people’s subconscious. The scene shows a cloudy sky in Henesys, and mounds of monsters, robbers, and citizens who were tainted with the blood of others burned in the side of the town. The pure innocent were hidden away, in houses or crevices around while others that were not consumed by the evil that slowly grew inside them surrounded the bodies of the dead or moved normally in the town. A boy, about the age of 14, with pure white eyes and a deep white aura walked among them, obviously the one who had committed the good deed. On his back was a Dragon Claymore and Ribgol Sword. The Claymore shone of otherworldly brilliance, as if created from the gods themselves. The other, however, displayed forth a image of blood, the dead, and flame, a weapon that, theoretically, Lucifer would use. The image flashes one time, and you find yourself looking at a scene in Kerning City. Hermits and bandits were dead all around, and you could see crimson blood leak into the pavement, marking the event and history of the massacre in every passing soul. Stars, avengers, ninjas, and knives covered the walls and stone. The sky overhead was, strangely, red. As if the sky was warning others not to come. In the center of the slaughter was the same man previously seen in Henesys. His eyes were dark red, and his aura blood-red. He held his Ribgol sword in his hands, stained with the blood of the innocent and not. The sword’s aura grew, as did the Claymore when he did the good deed. The Claymore’s aura decreased a bit, as if it disagreed with the slaughter while the other grew larger. This time the image flashes twice and you see the boy in perion, on a cliff, looking at you. The swords were stuck in the ground on either side of him, both equal in power and aura. Two gems rested on the swords’ hilt, red and white. The word ‘Altair cross’ was engraved in the Claymore while the other was ‘Erebus blood’. His left eye was white while his right blood red. His aura shone around him, forming two aura wings behind him, one white and one red. The boy turns away from you, staring into the distance. “I live, survive, and kill for one reason. Years have I tried to die, only to be brought back. I know now that it is my turn to maintain the balance in this world, for if not, this world, like these swords, would create such chaos, such destruction, that the world itself would collapse. I am heaven. I am hell. I punish those that I deem worthy, but slaughter those who stand in my way. Am I the only Redeemer…?” Adrian, Lyte, Lyza, John, Madison, and Captain all wake up from their slumber at the same time, having the exact same dream.
This time another image shows, not as a dream, but more like a informative bubble. On a brown wooden table were only pictures, completely blank until you moved closer and saw the scenes. On the first picture were a boy and his parents in an average house, in a living room. The picture starts moving, conjuring a moving scene or, in other words, video. The father starts moving toward the boy. “Son, why don’t you start planning on what you’re going to do with your life? You should start going out more than playing on that computer most of the time.” The mother walks next to the father. “He’s right. You should stop making that story of yours and study for school! You should also stop doing that competition; it takes up too much time.” The boy walks away, already knowing the outcome. The picture stops, and moves by itself away from the pile, where the scene plays over and over, its volume decreasing. The next picture shows the same family in a car, except with the boy’s sister next to him. The mother once again begins the same argument for the thousandth time. “If you want to change to another school, then you should study for the exams! Quit playing around and start actually DOING something for your future career!” The boy sighs, knowing that his parents would not listen to him if he talked, and looks out the window while his mother keeps the argument going. The frame once again halts, and moves by magical force. The next scene showed only the father and the boy, in the morning before school. His father was near the internet connection with a maniacal grin on his face. He bends down and disconnects all the wires, yelling “You can’t play on the computer today! Ha!” The boy turns around, picking up his bag and leaving. He already knew how to fix the wires, and disregards his father’s anger. He was tired of the ongoing war, and noticed his anger and hatred growing, to both his family and to the teachers. (Inside battle.) The picture moved away like the others did, and revealed the last picture on the table. It was blank, something that was yet to be fulfilled, the continuation of the present. The picture suddenly shows flashback scenes of Eclipse and the past when the boy was making them, and then a little of the future, showing a scene where the new ‘challenger’ clashed with Ryan and along with Adrian. A hand entirely made of ice appears, disappearing and replaced with the group of twelve. Next it shows Captain in his laboratory, and laughing as a gem in his hand cracks open, releasing a presence. The second last scene is the chosen and the John and Madison in different rooms, all tied in a strange way. The last was the new person, on a cliff, the twelve and Captain around him. The picture once again returns to it’s original state and the whole table and all of the pictures slowly fade into nothing more.
From now on Eclipse is on temporary hiatus. sry..the reasons are in the second part. btw, Eclipse ends after the dream.
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Eclipse
Feb 12, 2009 2:03:59 GMT -5
Post by souseiki on Feb 12, 2009 2:03:59 GMT -5
Chapter 15 – Return
Trees rustled quietly in the silent stillness, like soft murmurs or whispers, nature’s own created tranquility. Snails, mushrooms, and other harmless monsters stirred underneath the pale twilight sky, making their way to preserve the peacefulness. White snow was drifting down slowly from the heavens, enveloping the whole area in a perfect, beautiful white coat. Slowly birds awoke, nudging their young ones to awake and see for the first time the soft sheet that spread across the untouched land. The glowing yellow sun gradually began ascending up the sky, shining at the new snow, creating a picture perfect sunrise.
A single figure stood in the center of all of this. Birds came frolicking to him, inspecting the new creature and, finding he was completely safe, perched on him. He held his arm out to a new youngling cautiously approached. The other adult birds ignored the youngling and flew wildly about while the little one perched on his hand. He brought the bird closer to him, and smiled the first smile he had mustered from the moment he had been deemed the title of ‘Redeemer’. His swords were strapped in his back, crossed with one another. He wore simple white clothes, a t-shirt and plain jeans. Although, near his collar, an intricate picture of two wings rested there. He smiled to himself for the last time, and, as the birds slowly departed, he disappeared. The only thing that remained in the snowy plains that marked his previous presence was two holes in the snow, where his feet used to be. And even that was slowly covered until nothing could prove that he was ever there. Even he was slowly fading…fading…
Mental images of the dream he had two days ago passed through Adrian’s mind as he worked through his day, walking past several training partners that continually bashed each other. Thoughts such as ‘Who was he?’, ‘Is he an enemy?’, ‘Why did I see this?’ kept passing through his head. Adrian finally snapped out of his thinking when an urgent voice called him. Jennifer ran towards him, shouting as she came closer. “Adrian! Captain wants you and our team now!” He simple nodded and response while sighing inside. Then Jennifer disappeared as she was running, calling for the others, no doubt. Then, without even thinking, he teleported to Captain.
By the time Adrian had gotten to Captain’s chambers the twelve, or now the now called ‘Optimates’, were all there. Captain sat by his desk as usual, sketching a rough map for his plans. Bits of his aura leaked around him, making it obvious that he was very troubled. He deposited the unfinished map into his desk and faced the group. “There seems to be a slight disturbance in Kerning City and Henesys right now. Jennifer and Adrian, you both go to Kerning and look around. Report back to me in three days. Alex, you have to go get Justin. When you do, immediately head over to Henesys. You report to me in a week. Tyler, awaken all of the people you are training with now. Connor, awaken those in the guards section. After which all are done, half of you will take half of the awakened ones, not including the guards, and immediately go to Omega Sector to take the Chosen and them here. Tyler and Conner, I expect this to be done in a day. The rest follow your leader’s orders. You are dismissed.” Adrian instantly knew that Captain was thinking of the Kerning incident in the dream, but gave no signs whatsoever of his knowledge. Jennifer looked at him in a strange way for a second and disappeared to Kerning City, followed by Adrian.
When the two finally reached Kerning, they both stopped to stare at the scene in front of them with a mixture of amazement and horror. Mounds of bodies were strewn about, untouched by living hands. Blood drenched the city and it’s dead. Not even a single spark of a conscious human life was to be felt or seen, as the two could easily detect any living soul. Every street had a dead man. Every building completely destroyed. Every man and women drenched in their own red blood. Not even a scavenger or a vulture approached, even they felt the dead. It was strange that no one had bothered to come and burn the bodies, or tell anyone. Maybe they couldn’t, or maybe nobody even cared. Nevertheless, the end was coming nearer…
‘In every century there is a ‘marked’ one born from the Kreins. He is made for the balance of the world, his very existence the reason why earth stands the way it does. He is heaven and hell, he is the sole guardian of the ancient. Thus, nobody can control him. Of course, many would call this a privilege. But, as I have met several now, it is quite a burden to carry. To be alive for so many years, wandering, burning, and remaking the very strands of the world once more. However, as I have found out, his powers decline in every rebirth. It is still almost impossible to defeat him, no matter how little he might have left. But, I fear, that the last one shall perish under his very brother. It is written in the walls of fate that it may happen, and his brother shall remake him. All was lost from the very beginning of the sins and their descendents, all was just a stall for the people of these islands to live peaceful lives and die happily. It was inevitable for the Dark Magician to awaken his powers and derive the world from its formal prosperous state. Ever since the first Krein and the first chosen he had it all planned out. To regain his powers little by little in the centuries that passed by. To gain his brother’s powers in the end, to salvage the chosen’s and to even strip them of their free will. By this the Dark Magician will win, but this he will fulfill his dream of his perfect utopia. As this is what is written by the very hands of fate. This is the punishment from the gods, for the humans from their bickering and quarrels and bloodshed. For turning their first haven into prehistoric hell. They sent their most vile into the earth, to curse it from every prospering again. To create from it the perfect world they were looking for in the first place, but failed. For the angels once again awaken from their earthly slumber. They realized later that they made a grave mistake. They saw what they had given, and what the humans had done. They tried to take the Magician back, but failed. And thus they left, not wanting to see what would eventually happen. And now, in this world, he shall win. It was unpreventable from the start. But maybe now, fate has changed her mind. She has given them another chance after the utopia, for them to still be in a essence of living. For the first to find them again. Ultimately, for the one that the Dark Magician wanted the most from the start, that will be the first to enter his utopia, to find them again, if possible. And thus, the chosen must live. Their magic must thrive and find a way to regain their consciousness after death. And once again return the world into the prehistoric heaven that was before bloodshed.’ – Passage taken from Lyza’s book, Kreins.
Preview
The boy stood in front of John’s underground haven, his eyes a mixture of red and white. He walked into the haven, and was greeted by the four, all standing in the area. The boy smiled, drawing his swords, which started becoming one. The four immediately drew their weapons, not at the least surprised. The boy merely shook his hand, and the roof caved in by itself, instantly forming a prison around the four. The next thing they knew, they were all in different parts of the prison, meaning the roof, the ground, and walls. Their weapons were strewn on the floor, and they themselves completely unable to move. The boy casually walked over to them, four crystals in his left hand. “By the way, I’m Michael, or so you know, Lyza, Thirteen.”
I know this sucks, but its late and i was bored. Anyways, as you can see, this story is coming to a close. and i also know i made Michael crazy strong, but i wanna end this real quick.
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