PoeticLight

“I am the end.”

________________________________

"S, why can't you teach me like a regular person? I need a teacher, I can't keep depending on Gilgamesh. I don't have a specific weapon either, and I need to fight." Adam stared at his hands, almost laughing at the sight. 'His hands' were mechanical now, filled with nuts and bolts. 

[YOUR INTELLIGENCE IS TOO LOW]

That was an insult, but Adam didn't take it to heart. His intelligence was lower than most, and he needed to raise it, and fast.

"Tell me, how do I raise my intelligence? I need something, anything," Adam pleaded. S took on humanoid form, but it wasn't a form he recognized. It was the form of an old man with a walking cane, and a back bent almost halfway.

"How does this help me?" Adam asked, brimming with barely concealed rage. He couldn't let the others get ahead of him. He needed to contribute too. 

"Patience, you lack it. You fight with a vengeance, instead of fighting with a purpose. What do you want to protect? And why?" 

"Myself and The Renegades," Adam answered, shocked at how easily the answer came to him.

"A barely passable answer, but I'll take it for now. Protect yourself for ten minutes, and I'll consider teaching you," S said and Adam swallowed.

"Protect myself from what?" He asked. S had a weird sense of humor and he was starting to realize. 

[SIMULATING: A WILD BEAR]

________________________________

In a far-off future in an alternate timeline, there was a world called Lumos. In this world, magic was as common as breathing. And the more powerful ones had a system called Sigils. But something changed in the year 2500.

Magic finally had a rival: Technology. Things were meant to be better for the citizens of Lumos. However, some humans who lived in that world weren’t so lucky.  

Adam Wayfarer was one of those people. Without a thing to show for his years on Lumos, he lived in the most rundown part of the city—where dreams die. 

No parents, no relatives, no money. Adam Wayfarer took a shady deal to make a little bit more money.

What happens when the deal goes wrong, and Adam is left to die, abandoned in a world he doesn’t recognize? 

Will he survive, or give up finally? In a world where magic clashes with technology, the world upturns itself. State against state, country against country, continent against continent. The corruption seeps into the fabric of the world, dyeing it red.

Even the gods are not left out.

Who’s left standing at the end?


____________

Here’s my discord:

https://discord.gg/gvPWA7Yx

The Lone Descent

Zero didn't see much of Valerie or Terry for a few days, so he focused on his plans and let them stew a bit. Getting to contact the people in the other world was daunting, regulations had already been put in place concerning the monitor room, so he was stumped.

And his latest antics with Valerie didn't exactly build his reputation in the eyes of the others. But that was fine, he wasn't there to make friends or be buddy-buddy with anyone. Which was why he stayed in his room and didn't try to leave since it was a free day.

"A call for you," the boss knocked on his door, and Zero opened, wondering who it was. He took the device and pressed a button. Alistair's face appeared.

"Hello sir," he greeted, his voice devoid of emotions or reactions. He just wanted to get it over with and move on to better things.

Idiocy