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Divine Beast of Episteme

Kaos, the building block of the universes, the galaxies, the stars, the planets, and every lifeform. An energy capable of achieving feats only considered magical, wonderous, fantastical. The essence of Gods! Here we are on the planet of Nepiter, the skies turned red, the oceans dried up, the mountains crumbled, the continents fractured, and the very skies shattered. These were the characteristics of the cataclysmic event known as the Entry. An event that spelled a new era for all of civilization. As history would have it, creatures of terrible might arose to challenge the supremacy of humans, and as such, those worthy of power equally great emerged to rescale the fields of battle. They were called the "Inheritors". "Touch and power shall be yours." The promise told to those who went before the great crystals. A gift from the world to combat the new threat. The very vessels of that which they sought--unlocking the pathway into their spirit to harness the might of Kaos. Prophecy spoke of a time when the influence of Inheritors would soar beyond those of the days of old, and the new generational humans would reclaim dominion over their terraformed planet. However, only then would perilous times; never again seen since the beginning of the Entry, manifest. For a forgotten child, reborn of the great spirit would emerge to restart an ancient war. One that shook the second heavens. Tristan, a broken boy from ages past came in contact with a certain being and his life changed forever. Or so he thought. ----------------------- Disclaimer: The cover does not belong to me.

Adamoforder · Fantasy
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133 Chs

47. Clothes

Hours passed and Tristan remained locked up in that room. Apparently, he couldn't leave the room, this fact identified by the metallic band around his left ankle.

He had already been informed by one of the other staff but had tested it anyway. The moment he had tried to step outside of the room a blue barrier appeared and no matter how hard he pushed or how hard he punched he simply could not get past it.

The issue did not bother him much thankfully, since Leng visited him rather frequently, and the man engaged him in long conversations. Tristan learned from him, and the man also gained details from Tristan.

Even while only staying inside that white room, Tristan learned a whole lot about the outside world. Mainly the large towns. Or the 'Cities'.

Apparently that base was close to one but remained on its outskirts. Still, they referred to its location as being in the city.