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

Ryhel's screams of pain only echoed within his own mind as he still wasn't allowed to speak.

He snapped and suddenly, from his robes, a sphere like artefact appeared before him.

In an instant, the artefact liquified and fused into him, morphing into a beautiful armor of silver and black.

Ryhel's hair became a mane of flames and his aura a swirling abyss of scarlet lightning as his bloodshot pupils locked Adonis, his killing intent soaring through the roof.

'Interesting. Nadia, are artefacts that common?'

[Relatively speaking, yes. Most talented youths would be gifted artefacts by their families or masters and that's not even counting the things they may obtain during expeditions through ancient ruins and such.]

'I see. Can you analyse the thing he just used or would that be too much work?'

Ryhel shot at Adonis, his palms coated in terrifying lightning as he thrust it forth.

Humiliation