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

Neutral qi gathered and a spear of pure white formed within his hand.

The runes etched into his bones glowed and a golden mantle covered him. With a step, he was gone.

His spear came cleaving down on the woman, a chaotic qi beam crashing into the man to send him flying as she frantically rose her pole to block, only to despair as Adonis' stance changed and he performed a thrust—it'd been a feint.

The moment his spear pierced into her, it turned red, a great amount of fire qi immediately flooding her body to burn all her organs.

Adonis took his spear out then spun, his blade akin to a fish in water as he tore dozens of gashes onto her chest in a mere instant, immediately then retreating to dodge a slash from the enraged man.

His palms flashed and another barrage of beams were sent out but this time, rather than being aimed at them, he aimed it toward the ground.

War(III)