Lume VI BOOK I Darth Sweets And Austerias Pendergast In The Moon-Star Ritual

Chapter I A Stike On The Clock

The rejected king, far from perfect, fled his great city after the wizard Jasper requested his prudence, noting his status as a renowned wizard; he took this seriously, mentioning the foreshadowing of an assembly of the expertise of the king's king's military and rank as an elite class swords master attempting to board a ship to set sail the king was targeted by his daughter who wanted nothing more than his throne wicked she made the orc and UwU clan look like saints she pretended to be a passerby screaming here be the king sentenced for tyranny and the murder of the queen marle kill him to kill the false king she laughed enthusiastic in seeing him captured or killed she, to her credit, had no complicity in the queen's murder

she was not the one who murdered her.

It is a long time later. A lifetime perhaps, that the man comes face to face with the person who had ruined his life. He finds him in an inn by himself, looking into ale. His eyes are distant, almost haunted. The man in question looks up at the sound of footsteps outside the door, a small smile on his lips.

"My dear fellow, you have arrived," his voice is soft, but the words carry a clear undertone; "please come sit and join me."

The man hesitates. The man smiles.

"I am not going anywhere," he says.

And so the two men, strangers, share a drink.

"What is your name, my friend?" the man asks.

"Astrid," she tells him, smiling, "and yours?"

"Fergus, but I suppose you already know that," he replies. "You're quite good looking, do forgive me if I say so. Have you always been beautiful?"

She looks down at herself and takes a moment to admire how handsome the man is.

"I don't think so," she shrugs, "but then I wasn't born a princess."

"Ah, I see," he nods. "Well, that makes it easier, I guess."

They laugh together, sitting in the quiet bar and drinking their beers, neither saying anything else. They talk about books, art, the music they hear in town, and what has happened since they last met. They talk about everything they have left undone. How about murder and rape? He said, creeping closer, whispering conspiratorially, and she could smell the alcohol on his breath. He would get his way; she was sure she would make it easy for him. She told him that was impossible, and he asked why she would suggest such a thing. She gave him no answer but just laughed at him. he said, no, Astrid, not what I meant, im looking for a killer, the one who killed the queen. She appeared to have four maidens guarding her, all murdered and raped. Such a sick thing, he said. I think the direction I went got cold feet. Astrid smiled at him, but you didn't know that did you. She said, you did not need to know that Fergus looked around nervously; he didn't want to admit he did. She knew, and smiled, and asked where the rest of them were. And Fergus thought of the others hiding out somewhere. He did not wish to tell her he didn't know.

She was going to die anyways.

His eyes filled with tears at the idea, and he felt the guilt wash over him.

"Hey, hey," Astrid cooed, holding his hand. Her face softened, she looked sympathetic now, and he felt ashamed for having thought otherwise. He apologized for thinking such thoughts, but Astrid simply assured him he shouldn't worry too much. She promised him if anything happened to her, she would take care of the people responsible im a knight, and I failed Queen Ferguson said. How am I to face my honor when someone is threatening you? We both know this wouldn't happen if she hadn't gone to war with her father. You're the best soldier I've ever seen Astrid replied. She would love to go again. Fergus looked shocked she would want to fight, to kill.

She couldn't let him see this; she needed him to trust her enough to let her live.

I'll protect you, Fergus she said firmly.

I will try to protect you too, Astrid she said, turning away and leaving Fergus to wonder why she had managed to change him in such a short amount of time.

Chapter II Gun Mage, The Girl Of Legend A Time Wizard

villages. A place to live. You would think that such a special place with beloved family, and friends to recover and be safe after a troublesome journey, is welcomed by comforting cheer and warm smiles. After all, isn't that how it's intended to be?

The sun sought the height of the skyline sparkling through the rigid, stout, and secretive redwoods above the frosted hillside. The forest floor was kneaded dirt trailing a path left by woodcutters from the previous season's fallen leaves that had blanketed the ground with thin facets for kindling chimneys and campfires. While soaking in the moment, you can feel life in The wind, fresh, crisp, a memory only time could darken, and while it was refreshing. The sounds are more vivid with newly awakened senses from a well-rested night. If you listen closely, you can hear the sounds of nature and wild creatures scratching and scurrying about. Even though it was early morning, the animals had already emerged about their day. If someone paid close attention, you might hear the pouring sounds of water from the torrent with its many creeks that spilled over into a river and its tributaries.

There was also clearing. A lonely warrior Katie Bishop by birthright is disowned for a folly she never committed. A brilliant young woman in appearance lay down upon a giant boulder, including some of the larger ones inside the settlement. This was the highest excellent vantage point. Even though looks can be misleading, she was fifteen and loved to pretend she was in her early to mid-twenties. She attempted to look like she was resting but wasn't. She was seemingly sleeping for the time being. Pale skin peachy color checks her face, desired by many girls her age. Peeking her eyes from the cold winter night, the wind had whispered by her, capturing her hair flowing helplessly; her slumber brought a dramatic awakening from the long night. Katie's feathery black hair is whipped bound and tied in a ponytail. Only a few know who Katie is. She has mysterious and macabre-piercing blue eyes that shimmered with a vulnerable glare while Katie stood up, desperately searching well. All over.

Katie whereupon declined to give up her due diligence. Her height allowed her to grow to 5'5 size. She had always been svelte, well toned with a muscular physical body. She spied at her side to make sure her armaments were still there. She needed to be more conscious of the importance of her underwear. It was only a simple white and tight tank top with clear transparency shrouded by a colorful light red vest that was also seemingly small and tight; the skintight suit made many of her attributes visible. Her skirt was getting more revealing as she became taller and more pronounced in her breasts and hips. Her thighs were not as wide yet, and her legs were indeed long, matched with her specially designed leather combat boots. with metallic inner workings of her own specification easily adjustable for the extra jump. Is there anything special for a fifteen-year-old with weapon and armor smithing expertise? "Oh right, the gun, they're still on me." The girl sparingly giggled, although she appeared to have done so then. Kate gazed at the other upper thigh. The .45 ion pistol stayed in its waistband. A reward from a girl she once knew. It only fired special rounds charged with the wielder's aura. On the other hip was a wakizashi. A steampunk aesthetic, to be sure. The sheath is black with gold engravings on the side. Her dad's wakizashi is known as "Stitch Reaper."

When she became immortal as a legend, she became known as Stitch Reaper. The hilt was made of PearlStar blessed by the legendary wizards Asturias Pendergast, Judas, Mana, The Twilight King, Vera Bishop Darth Sweets, and an unknown witch said to be Nora, much like the scabbard, and the blade was Pearlescent as well. Even though various enchantments were imbued within the edge. Her eyes gazed up towards the now blue morning sky. "So, Stitch Reaper, who will I kill today.." She hopped from the boulder, giving a good stretch. Afterward yawning. Heading more profoundly into the forest, she began to rush to the east, only a short time to hit the end of the forest and make her way to the nearest city.

Chapter III Darth Sweets, Sage of Wonder

Appearing in the ruins of one of several rebel colonies. Brought together by Neko Kid just in time looking around his strange new surroundings Darth became puzzled at what? And where? he was. "Darth Sweet, You are the youngest apprentice of Jasper Magus. quite powerful too." Said pathfinder, The Neko Kid. Pathfinder known as Yosei Yukimitsu. Yosei is 5 '8 foot tall and 108 pounds thin in appearance. and well toned. She has Precognitive abilities that allow her to foresee detailed events. Putting them into useful situations. "You must be a powerful mage; the summon only works on a level 12 mage, or wizard.'' said Pathfinder Neko. "I should introduce myself. Hello, I'm Pathfinder Neko. I summoned you here to help stop the enslaving of the druid gnome's people. It seems they have a very important role in helping a young girl named Mana. They may be able to pull her out of the vortex portal, a trap difficult to resist." Unable to refuse, Pathfinder cleverly would not take no for an answer telling Darth what next for him at least till she leaves to fight with her rival, her sister "Nora Crowley!" She knows of the battles to avoid capture in an increasingly hostile terrain. A distant future with little to no knowledge of the end, Neko Kid can see no further. "Well Darth. It's nice to meet you, but this is farewell for now." And with that Darth was given the "Tome of Wonders." suddenly Thrusted into a living nightmare. While still lost, Meena rejoined Darth right when he appeared. She has been alone and afraid. Meena said "It was three days after you disappeared." "I'm sorry you were here alone, you must be hungry, have my ration." "I'm cold too, may I have your cloak?" Said Meena. "Sure here this will work a warmth charm too, Will be soothing I'm sure." Darth said with a smile. "So we will rest a while longer?" Meena asked, "I need to know where we are." Reaching in his bag for a portal stone, To use its secondary function. "location wave." Just as he used it. Pathfinder Neko summoned both to her. "Well looks like you found her good sorry wrong locality Time is a prick, Here ye go see you soon." Giggled Neko. Without any question from Darth, or Meena. she had sent them to the edge of a village. Listening closely Darth heard what sounded like Asturias Pendergast, and Vera Bishop rushing through. Villagers shrieked at the castle being captured by an undead enemy force. Darth, and Meena, unsure of what's happening, notice the battle hordes of the undead. Darth looking back overhearing. Asturias and Vera talk of their struggles to separate the truth from the lies. In the battle against the necromancer and his supposed end, after Asturias and Vera, Having their relationships tested. Darth fought with them in the shadows not to be seen. Excitement filled Meena. She learned of time portal, and temporal magic. But she never knew where to get it. By the time Asturias and Vera had reached the last of the undead Darth decided to move on. To the knights Tavern and Inn. For a head start. Looking for clues as to why Pathfinder has time magic. He became vigilant, attempting not to disturb too much of history. Unawares, at least for now he was not on Time's radar.

Meanwhile

Set out in search for his brother who went missing, the young apprentice Darth Sweets, the sage of wonder,

Asturias Pendergast, 11, stumbled into the wrong guild only to be taken for every earned quest by a thieving guild master Nox,

For 3 years, 15 due to an unforeseen detour and primarily unaware due to long ventures back, word spread faster to his misfortune.

Miles from knights inn and Tavern Asturias finds a young girl 11 years of age nearly dead from her own trap. He used cunning magics and elemental stones to revive her. Once known as Jera, she travels as his companion and refuses to leave him, renaming herself Vera Bishop.Later, to become his wife, only to soon die afterward. In his loss, he finds no comfort even in his other love interests, the 3 sisters of tri delta.

Never finding his brother. He goes into a state of depression and drunkenness while his arch nemesis, The self-proclaimed god Time, is literally his name guardian of the timescape. Tormments Asturias for the breach of his domain, making him repeat his loss, soon to be forcibly Reincarnated as various life forms with her. The newest of Tormments is finding

her only to watch her die just as they unite.

Fortune smiles in his favor. Many Hate Time gathers together. His brother Finds Him setting him free from this living hell. Darth, Sweets the destroyer of the Times war machine.

EDIT NOTES

Mighty wizard

Has a brother

Has four wives

Lives through a cosmic recreation

Asturias's ENEMIES

Janus, I have my reasons.

Crowley,

Murdock Bastion, a fiendish necromancer, bewitched hexed suffering vampirism.

Guid master Nox Grieves, that thieving bastard. I started the guild at 11. All my completed quests were stolen for 3 years without my knowledge. To date, I should have 72,000 banked.

The being called Time as he claims to be the guardian of the Time Gate. He torments me

Out of all my enemies, I hate him the most.

ALLIES

VERA, THE FEMALE WIFE

JUDUS, MALE

TOMA, MALE

JANUS, NOT TRUSTED.MALE

NOVIRA, FEMALE

DARTH, MALE

MABLE, FEMALE

MORDAK, MALE

WEENA, FEMALE

(DYLAN, FEMALE GIRLFRIEND

XAIRXZANA,FEMALE, GIRLFRIEND

VIOLET, FEMALE, GIRLFRIEND.)PERSONALITY TRAITS

EDIT TRAITS

I am horribly, horribly awkward in social situations.

I've read every book in the world's most excellent libraries—or I like to boast that I have.

I'm convinced that people are always trying to steal my secrets.

Asturias rushed through the first gate of Castle..name here.

Separately from Vera. Need input…...

Chapter IV

Chapter V

Chapter VI Derelict underground, Tri Delta city

Murdock Bastion studied it once again. Murdock entered the window and observed his impoverished surroundings. He has always admired Tri Delta City. Now a decrepit underworldly pit. Unsurprisingly, tyranny has warped such a sanctuary. "Oh!" With its scantily clad woman, quick food stroll down everywhere there's a bite of someone to eat after his castle was destroyed by the people, the undead were no easy thing to manage, but they worked. Murdock sighed as he caught a glimpse of himself in the portrait. He had even considered making the Maiden story a place for just adults, where his beguiling methods would be most effective. But not even a vampire's charm would be enough to get him in if he was discovered to be the necromancer behind the undead apparitions. The clouds fought like hellhounds gathering for an attack. Murdock was caught aback by the suddenness of the situation. Caine, who was using his crippled leg, grabbed a rippled Caine. "My good boy, I know Hildegard." "If somehow to indulge and feast, I shall lose my advantage," Murdock replied, "then, for the time being, be swiftly cured better not to jeopardize my opportunity." "With his fingers, he rubbed it." ah aah ooh," agonizingly he said'' ``Why would you not work? Surely this machine would rid me of this curse," his desire was to be human again. Even if it took a lifetime, he would be human again just to die like he should have ages ago. A desire to feed, he must resist persistently, or it would ruin his chances. Shall he provide then lose his soul? Abstain quoted Hildegard loving and loyal son stuck with a terrible abnormality once he was a soldier responsible for stopping his father from making a deal with a witch being attacked by his most trusted and stabbed right in his ear straight way, nearly dead Murdock hastily changed his plan for power to his son's healing; the witch was infamous for cruelty; being a ghoul she gave Murdock Immortality at the cost of vampirism, and his son's recovery would cost him his mind and body. "Such a cliche, ' Murdock shouted. "I knew, I knew! What she would do. What she was capable of. That is why she had a swift death and a quick resurrection. She will be tormented if I have her bound and in flames. Her cherished times gave him near total control after decades of studying the script scrolls and diagrams, learning from error.

Murdock resting his weary eyes, stepped outside, and a woman came closer; she could see the faint glint in his eye."I am here because I want the scroll of the archaic," she bellowed in an articulate tone. Murdock returned the glower, equally shocked, and continued to touch the rippling Caine. "scroll, tomes, compendiums of knowledge. A wizard's petulance, "He responded. They exchanged uneasy expressions. As he began to lean in, Murdock examined her neck. He eventually inhaled deeply. "I'm sorry, but I won't be able to offer you the archaic scroll," he stated. The woman was concerned, and his body was so thin and pale that she felt threatened as she began to walk away as the night breeze blew through her. He couldn't take it any longer and pounced on her like a savage...

Murdock could literally hear her body's bones shattering into fragments. He fled into the distance as she was drained, squeezed of life, panicked, and remorseful. Murdock's tensions could not be calmed by a steak to the heart; Murdock had failed and would take another year to rid himself of his bloodlust. Wondering what would become of him if he failed yet again. Returned to his domicile, Murdock could hear the screams of Torment from his son. The pain he had to bear was excruciating, and attempting to calm him until his agony put him to sleep for a bit longer. Rest now, my boy said, Murdock, there will be a time you shall be expected. Soon as the morning started to rise, Murdock had to Shield himself for yet another day. After his castle was seized by a mage and Wizard, he had to destroy his home, mistakenly defiled by the undead and wicked apparitions, it was no simplistic thing to manage, but they worked.