Orclion

A change is on the horizon, threatening the balance set in place by the Primordials.

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The Plane of Ishva’al, a world of untold mysteries and wonders, is ruled by the Four Great Lineages, each lead by Royal Bloodlines of unparalleled majesty and power.

Adonis, a humble servant of the Aksal Lineage is seeking the very zenith of the Heavens as his ambitions burn deep and his gaze is set upon the throne that lies atop it all.

Yet, he finds himself cursed and shunned by his very own kin as all blades are turned toward him and he is trialed for a crime he did not commit. 

Unwilling to resign himself to the schemes and dictates of fate, he escapes the clutches of his jailers and is ushered into the violence and ruthlessness of Ishva’al, forced to fend for himself in a place where survival is the only law.

With nascent dreams and aspirations, he sets on the Forsaken path of Ascendants but this all comes crashing down as the world crumbles and an apocalyptic event begins.

The Planar Awakenings.

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Eternal Ascensions

Adonis wasn't bothered by the gazes that lingered as slowly, over time, most forgot about him and the atmosphere returned to its previous calm.

After a few more days of waiting, it was finally Adonis' turn to embark. He didn't dilly dally as he paid for his entry then for a simple room and immediately headed in.

When he got into his room, the mark on his back palm glowed and he vanished into the Boundless Mansion.

The Boundless Mansion was a strange treasure. Apart from the mark on his hand, it had no other physical attachment.

Adonis had thought to ask Uncle Seth where the mansion truly was situated but he didn't bother. He knew the old man wouldn't tell him, not now at least.

From there, Adonis' routine for the first month was rather simple and repetitive.

He cultivated, trained, read the books in the library, spent time with Umbral and repeated the cycle.

Routine