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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

94. Princessly

Morning came quickly, and Tristan found himself waking up rather early. His watch signified the hour of eight and he decided the day was ripe enough to set out on his desires.

Thanks to the level of his body, Tristan could last longer without sleeping. Nevertheless, sleep was the best way to rest.

Brushing and bathing, he set out when he was ready. His hair only needed a little combing before it looked neat. Having long hair had long since been a perk he both hated and liked.

Tristan had on a simple long-sleeve gray shirt with black horizontal and vertical lines, a pair of light brown trousers, and a pair of casual shoes. This time around he had his sword attached to his back thanks to a back-pack-like buckle for his scabbard.

A notification popped up on his watch. Breakfast would be served within the academy's castle. Its location was pinned within his map. Surprisingly, even the buildings within the campus ground had their layouts on the watch's map.