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' gaze panned toward Cyrus, who was intently looking at the ground beneath them, as if trying to read something.

Adonis looked and his eyes glowed but he couldn't see anything.

'Wait…I can't see anything?! That means this patch of land has no natural intent…meaning…'

"I think there's something under this. Though my Earth element is dormant, thanks to a technique, I can passively use it and right now, I can feel a whole bunch happening below us." Stated Cyrus.

"Can you tell me how thick the earth is and how deep down it goes? I think I have an idea."

After hearing what he needed to know, Adonis closed his eyes and both his hands made contact with the earth below.

Thick and pure earth qi suddenly appeared all around him, his cores wildly spinning as with a push, he sent an echoing wave of qi that travelled till the very ends of what lay beneath them.