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

Cyrus and Adonis immediately set off. The former had been slightly shocked by the new pressure Adonis displayed but he remained quiet.

Adonis and Cyrus soared through the skies on Emetheus' back.

"As you know, I'm more geared toward close combat since the main weapons I use are my gauntlets. Normally I use a big sword with it as well but I haven't been able to find one that can withstand my power." Said Cyrus.

"Hm. I see. That's fine. I'm decent with the arcane aisle of alchemy so I can cover our backs and take control of our long range offense and defense. As for mid range, it all depends on how we organise ourselves." Said Adonis as he rubbed his nonexistent beard. "What Qi type do you mainly use and what are your elements? If you're not comfortable telling me just give me a rough idea." He added.

Interruption