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Previous | First | Next Master Post - Patreon           Blood-Wraith and Damien were guided to a chamber of impossible proportions within The God of Death’s castle. The chamber was beyond comprehension, consisting of what could have been an entire realm in and of itself of celestial, white light and marble temples suspended above an infinite abyss. Wind whistled all throughout, and the mere essence of the chamber felt like it was singing a heavenly chorus. The God of Death explained that the chamber intersected with The Ennead and the Heavenly Spheres, allowing one to travel there if they saw fit. Of course the chamber had very few if any guests on account of how off the beaten path The God of Death’s castle was. In recent times he had reflected upon guarding the entrance as anyone who dared trespass would face his wrath. And anyone who made it past would find themselves in the direct light of God. Blood-Wraith countered this potential lapse in duty wi...

Previous | First | Next Master Post - Patreon           “Is Will still off with Dunja and Aureolus?” Guinevere wondered. “He hasn’t returned since yesterday…” “Can confirm, he is still at the tower,” Rostislav announced as he entered the conference room with Ludwig. “How’s he doing?” Blood-Wraith inquired “Not sure, but no one said he was doing bad when I checked earlier,” Ludwig answered as the two sat down. “Honestly it’s a bit of a relief to have him preoccupied. He’s a good guildmate, but he does have a knack for getting himself into trouble. I can only begin to imagine the tales Captain Briggs has to tell about his antics…” “Ha–figured Will’s schtick would’ve been mine, truth be told,” Rostislav stated, making the others chuckle. “Oh, before we get started,” Guinevere interjected. “This conference room is gorgeous, Tiberius.” “Thank you, Guinevere,” he replied. “But be sure to also thank Alexia as she primarily handled the interior de...

Previous | First | Next Master Post - Patreon                Things were incredibly hectic following Adrien’s sudden and unexpected entrance, but Antares was able to maintain a level head and hurried the two to the medical wing in no time at all. Will and Olivia were ordered to assist if need be, going with the medics just in case. Antares, Zoltan, Will, and Olivia stood by in the cool waiting room while Milan, Aelia, and the doctors took care of Adrien and Satsuki. Will felt a bit colder than usual, given the soft, white lights, and it did not help that his heartbeat would not settle down. The wait was nerve racking to say the least. As Antares got up to pace and nervously muttered something under his breath, Will could only begin to imagine what the Captain was going through. Eventually Aelia entered the room, causing Antares to freeze like he had been spotted by a pair of headlights. “Miss Albus–how are they?” She smiled. “They’re...