ULTRAMagic Alternate

Previous | First | Next Master Post - Patreon      “Are they… did they get past the gates?” Blood-Wraith inquired.      “No, they’re sitting in the road again,” Dragoslava answered plainly.      Blood-Wraith let out a loud groan and began to make his way out of the main hall. “That is just lovely! New faces and they’re probably going to get scared off by those zero IQ activists!”      Shaye gave a quick laugh as he and Ahhotep followed Dragoslava, Mal, Tiberius, Schwarzes, and Quasar out of the guild hall. “Activists? What in the Sam Hill would they be protesting?”      “They keep claiming we’re not inclusive enough because of the ULTRAMagic requirement,” Schwarzes answered. “Dad’s dealt with these types before. They demand we be better and that we stand with them in solidarity… even though we’re actively protecting the entire Cosmos.”      “Oh, so they’re communists?” Shaye deduced.  ...

Babel | First | Next Master Post - Patreon      “I don’t like this, I don’t like this at all,” Blood-Wraith remarked as he checked his cards, then rubbed the back of his brown hair. “Odo goes two years strong with Sylvia and then nothing for an entire year…”      “I know, and nothing from Waramunt either,” Aureolus noted. Sitting next to Blood-Wraith was one of his best friends who was once a strange boy that could just barely be perceived, but now was a fully visible man with green eyes and tidy, brown hair. As for his hand, it was clear he was not going to win that round. “And to add insult to injury, Morrigan and Gore reared their heads around the same time we got radio silence.” This elicited a subtle groan from Blood-Wraith.      Mal, a strange, slender primordial who was the adoptive daughter of Blood-Wraith’s late friend Leif, added more of her chips to the bet. “It’d be nice if we had more intel. Given that we’ve rounded up all o...

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  History is repeating itself, and faster than it should. A demon general by the name of Morrigan Devilfay and her strange army plan to unite The Unlight against the forces of evil, except everyone else knows this cannot be done. Blood-Wraith, in pursuing this issue, has had innumerable nightmares of his home, the ULTRAMagic Guild, and even The Iron City being destroyed by a menacing god from the ancient past. Something is gravely wrong and the ULTRAMagic Guild needs to find out what that thing is and stop it before it is too late. A great evil is looming on the horizon, and it is poised to destroy The Unlight and take the Cosmos with it. It is up to Blood-Wraith and The ULTRAMagic Guild to stand up against it, no matter what the cost is. The Tyrant God’s sleep has come to an end, and it is time for him to wake up… Cover Character: Morrigan Devilfay, The Tyrant God? Table of Contents - Chapter 1 DeviantART - Tumblr - Wattpad Master Post - Patreon

Previous | First | Next Master Post - Patreon      Leonard’s realm was a great, majestic city perpetually adrift in an everlasting thunderstorm. The Maelstrom Colosseum, whose architecture was like someone from another dimension drawing inspiration from ancient Greek temples, sat atop of a great tornado and was a breathtaking sight to behold. Gratiana felt incredibly nostalgic and complete as she entered the arena with Lia. The subjects of the realm, consisting of man, dragon, and jabberwock cheered and applauded the return of the Discordant Champion of Lightning. And of course seeing that Rahela had finally picked her champion was also fantastic to see.      Audamar was even more intimidated now given that he was unsure what his magic even was and he knew a thing or two about Gratiana’s past. The pressure of knowing he was being watched by a massive audience also did not help. Out of courtesy he was given the first move of the duel and he put his hand ...

Previous | First | Next Master Post - Patreon      The Church of Shadowland was the replacement for The Eternal Church, which had been demolished quite explosively a while ago. It had become a place of reverence of God, free from the stains and clutches of Milosh Proch and his ilk… baring a certain shadow construct who had walked in, uninvited to that day’s congregation. Audamar was incredibly unique in comparison to standard shadow constructs. Superficially he resembled a black and red human made of metal and glass. His body was sleek and streamlined, with glowing light pulsing through the see-through parts. As he leaned his arm on the tall side of the lectern and looked up at the stained glass windows, Audamar found himself feeling empty, but not in a hollow way. There was something special in the grand, holy art of the glass, but he could not figure out what it was.      “This is a very nice church,” Audamar said to the priest, who stood off to the ...

Previous | First | Next Master Post - Patreon      “Wow, this is all levels of strange…” Blood-Wraith remarked as he looked around at the abandoned experiments and disheveled cabinets of Warehouse Omicron. It was like peering into a window of the past he was never meant to see. He then picked up a folder full of papers and tapped in on the table to straighten them out. “Any info on me?”      “Doubtful, given that you were fairly late to the party.” Gummi answered as he picked up a box of documents off of the floor.      Lia wiped her finger across a dusty, glass case and grimaced a little. “Actually we were curious as to whether or not your abilities could have been applied to our research, Blood.” She went to a filing cabinet next to her old desk and pulled out a packet of papers that she then handed to him. “Here you go, if you’re curious.”      Blood-Wraith nodded as he skimmed through the report and noticed a curious...

Previous | First | Next Master Post - Patreon      Mal was happily talking to Gratiana when the four entered the parlor. The former leader of the Blades of Dunja was of utmost beauty with magnificent, blonde hair and dressed in regal attire. She smiled and stood up upon seeing her son. “Gummi, there you are…”      “Hey, mom,” he replied as he went to hug her. “Alright, let’s get down to brass tacks…”      “Of course, but let’s have a little tea first,” she said as they sat down. “Blood, Lia, welcome.”      “Good to see you again, Gratiana… er, permission to speak freely, ma’am,” Blood-Wraith replied, realizing he was technically on duty.      “Granted, Sir Raynot,” she answered with a giggle.      Lia sighed as she poured herself some tea. “I suppose all of you want to know the particulars of The Homunculus Project, correct?”      “Ideally,” Gummi confirmed. “Given that som...