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

His frown vanished and an apologetic expression appeared on his face.

"First time seeing one of us, I suppose."

"Yeah…" awkwardly answered Adonis.

His opponent flipped her palm over and a huge golden hammer appeared in her palms.

Her robes burst off her body as she began to grow and from six feet tall, she reached a hulking twelve feet in height as her muscles rippled with terrifying power.

"I am Zhegai of the Zhega race and I will claim what's mine!" She roared as she shot at Adonis, her arms raising her hammer in the air to slam it down onto him.

'Strange fighting style. She is powerful and fast but definitely not agile. So If I just…'

He sidestepped, dodging her slam then whipped out a palm that sent a projectile of ice her way.

The projectile hit her side and from it, bloody crystals of ice arose, blood beginning to leak out of her in droves.

Masters(II)