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 nodded to himself as he understood more about his origins.

Soon, another figure materialised before him.

The woman couldn't have been simpler and more regular.

She had long black hair and bright auburn eyes alongside, she wore simple white training robes.

"You finished that little beast quite quickly, eh? It's good to be eager but you could've used him to hone your skills a bit more." She said in a berating tone.

Before Adonis could react, his ice spear shattered and in its place, a wooden pole appeared.

"Let this granny beat some fundamentals into you. You seem to like training, no? Hehe…"

Her laugh sent shivers down Adonis' spine as a sense of foreboding consumed him.

'Why am I always getting into such-ARGH!'

Elder