ULTRAMagic Alternate

Previous | First | Next Master Post - Patreon           “Pardon the tardiness, Gratiana,” Leonard said as he touched down beside them, his mere presence electrifying the air. The Discordant God surveyed the battlefield for a second, seeing the utter mess things were between the unending torrent of shadow constructs and various soldiers–injured or not–going in and out of the city walls. “I had to run a few errands, get Benedictus and Yorath off their arses, and go fetch Gideon here…” “Gideon, where have you been all these years?!” Gratiana said as he grasped his hand. She would have hugged him, but her form would have electrically shocked him and there was a war going on. Lia seemed a bit confused as she tilted her head. “I figured you would have been a little more upset given what you’ve…” “SHUSH,” she hissed, letting off a hum of electricity. Gideon quietly chuckled. “My deepest apologies, dear sister, but I discovered an important duty in hel...

Previous | First | Next Master Post - Patreon           As Blood-Wraith neared The Iron City, what appeared to be a giant hawk with white feathers landed in the courtyard of Castle Ter Avest. A flash of light revealed that it was Valerie, with the golems she had taken with her running up to the main gates. Not much had changed with Valerie, barring a black overcoat she now wore which lacked a right sleeve to accommodate her alchemy glove. And of course Valerie had a surprise for her daughters she was eager to share, but her mood shifted to shock when she finally noticed the state of her courtyards. Grass and dirt had been blown asunder, scorch marks littered the ground, and pieces of golem were everywhere. And Eloise of all people seemed to be indiscriminately cutting up the golems that remained. “Eloise!” Valerie called out as she rushed over. “What happened!? Are you okay? Who attacked us? Where’s Guinevere?” Eloise was about to behead another go...

Previous | First | Next Master Post - Patreon                Valentin sat there at his work space that night, unsure what to do. He was drained, exhausted, and frustrated. All the months of planning and preparation he had done had gone right out the window over the course of two weeks. His mind was blank and his stress was slowly fading into apathy. There was nothing but an occasional sigh from him as he waited for time to move on. The dank chill of the crypt and discomfort of his stone seat were finally starting to get to him as he realized how truly annoyed he was. Valentin’s melancholic brooding was interrupted by the scraping of the giant doors. Bethany was greeted by the sight of dismembered, disintegrating shadow constructs all over the place. “EXCUSE ME?! What happened here!?” “Did you get rid of Orion?” Valentin sounded a little hoarse, like he had been shouting and yelling. “Yeah–I guess they’re sending him away tomorrow…”...