Orclion

Haunted by his clan’s brutal murder and destruction, Lucius forsook any forms of morality or logic and dived head first into the world’s darkest pits of madness with a single goal in mind.


Revive his family.


Rebirth after rebirth, death and death, tragedy after tragedy, sacrifice after sacrifice, his sanity and sense of self slowly slips away as he ventures into existence’s deepest and most dangerous worlds for he knows no rest.

The heavens, Hells, Origin realms or even the Myriad expanses, he burnt it all to ashes just to be able to see them again. 

Just to hear them laugh, see them smile, feel their touch.

“I’ll do…anything.”


His quest for salvation knew no limits.



But this all changes when he discovers who he truly is and the truths of his origins.




“There is no fairness in this world my child for suffering is the only path to ascension.”


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A new age is upon the Myriad Creations.


The heavens have been shattered and the land is infested with the sorrow of its fallen angels while the sultans of hells rejoice at the prospect of a new war. 

A new beginning, Another chance.


The sealed abominations of the first war of creation are rampant as the dormant gods of past ages awaken with the intention to rule.



As the restrictions that regulated existence are erased and the veils of the beyond are lifted, watch as a young boy forges his myth through blood and tears and discovers the plaguing taboos of reality.



This is the Odyssey of The Fallen.


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One chapter everyday for the next 3 months then we’re back to the regular schedule.


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Odyssey Of The Fallen

Back in the Halcyon realm, I quietly cultivated atop my usual mountain, the refreshing winds of my lovely realm caressing my skin.


My mind sank into my primal land, directly facing my souls.


The more I spent time meditating upon them, unraveling their secrets, the more powerful I found my souls and avatars to be.


My hives resonated with me as my cognitive abilities shot through the roof.


A single thought could be stretched to what seemed to be infinity, I could analyze and break down practically anything with precision and accuracy no mortal should ever possess.


My mind felt..free. No, that was an understatement, I felt like I had been enlightened by something that transcended everything in existence.


The deeper my mind resonated with my souls the more powerful I felt, and the more powerful I felt the more inconsistencies I found within myself.


Requiem: Freedom