227. The Jester of Speech
< [Vice of Speech] >
< With a sealed mouth, she allowed their words to dress her into a form she despised the most >
< “Jester...
2023-03-09 00:00:31 +0000 UTC View Post
< [Vice of Speech] >
< With a sealed mouth, she allowed their words to dress her into a form she despised the most >
< “Jester...
2023-03-09 00:00:31 +0000 UTC View Post“There was a point my life where things felt like they were at their highest. We became Moons of the Nexus. Survivors of Serum S.”
Ber internally narrated these passages of her memories, flickering through them like a children...
2023-03-07 20:10:24 +0000 UTC View PostBer’s mental state was depicted in the form of a children’s book. Vibrant watercolors bled into surrounding objects as a background of painted trees, mountains and reeds surrounded them.
The lake was calm, and in the reflection of the Un...
2023-03-06 23:01:26 +0000 UTC View PostNav’s message was the last thing she ever wanted to hear. In that moment Frost turned on all heels, dropped every last Impuritas, quenched all flames that were not a part of her body and shouted at the top of her lungs.
“BER! CALM DOWN!...
2023-03-05 21:30:43 +0000 UTC View PostThe City of Spades Massacre was the one-week war between Justica Arms and the Scarlet Logic, spanning across several Sectors. No official number of the total death toll was ever conclusively decided. Whilst the 2nd Branch claimed they had killed n...
2023-03-05 14:04:58 +0000 UTC View PostVengeance. The collective hatred against Raoul – the Wise Black Wolf – was the driving force of their mission to eliminate Cer, Ber and Res. This did not mean the Crimson Hunger thrived solely to take down Raoul, however. Rather, Raoul was but...
2023-03-04 03:06:46 +0000 UTC View PostThe City of Spades was sparse of sapient life, contrary to the population that was known to exist in S4 and its neighboring Sectors.
The disease that was the Crimson Hunger had plucked countless lives over course of the Nex Megalopolis’ li...
2023-03-03 19:44:50 +0000 UTC View PostBer was the first to reunite with Frost whose underside of her hair shone blue, evident that she had manifested the Greed Counter. Similarly, one hundred golden arms extended out from Frost’s back like the wings, each brimming with a flame at th...
2023-03-02 21:58:11 +0000 UTC View Post< CONDITION: Nil >
“Nil…?” Her voice was rife with disbelief, wondering if it was maybe a mistake, or a trick of some kind akin to how the Heart of Ours negated the RESIST stat.
...
2023-03-01 19:13:26 +0000 UTC View Post“You’re right. I know I don’t know a single fucking thing. But if it’s your right to live, then the same goes for everyone else… No matter what, there’s taboos that shouldn’t be broken. Eating flesh… even I’ve dabbled in it! But ...
2023-02-27 23:31:54 +0000 UTC View Post“The Seeds transform people into Impuritas… An imperfect version of themselves. What a fucking disgrace.” Frost adorned her disdain as she spat with rabid vitriol.
Her irises flared unexpectedly like the headlights of a truck; the gold...
2023-02-27 23:00:04 +0000 UTC View Post[Inferno].
Her body moved on its own. Something deep within her heart snapped as flames suddenly consumed her gloved hands like blazing wicks. Punching, biting, and trampling over the unwashed scum that took pleasure in devouring the innocen...
2023-02-26 20:05:35 +0000 UTC View PostFrost’s imagination was vast. Having been exposed to the worst of injuries in her past profession, she thought of herself as someone who could swallow their disgust and push forward with an iron will. But her past reality and current fantasies w...
2023-02-25 18:26:21 +0000 UTC View Post“Missionary…”
The Attuned Messenger croaked.
“Attuned Messenger…”
The Missionary hollowly hummed.
Her presence froze the room. The disorderly cannibals of the Blood Filter Syndicate immediately ceased everything...
2023-02-23 21:42:06 +0000 UTC View PostThe elevation changed drastically the closer one approached S4. It sunk lower and lower into the recesses of the world, surrounded by nothing but walls, much like the ones that cut off the entire Outskirts away from the rest of the Nex Megalopolis...
2023-02-23 12:17:54 +0000 UTC View PostThe Arbiter was undoubtably an Angel. Her tails were plentiful unlike Jury’s and her skin was as white as snow. The Archivist wondered if there were different types of Angels, but she kept this thought to herself as she approached the patient Ar...
2023-02-22 18:10:16 +0000 UTC View PostWhilst Brandar sunk into another long night, someone moved frivolously somewhere within the Nexus. The upper Sanctums where the Beholders and the Arbiter gathered were endlessly gripped with political wars and conflict. Further below, past the mid...
2023-02-21 11:25:06 +0000 UTC View PostIn only a day they had already traversed halfway through S3. Syndicate after Syndicate were uprooted along their warpath towards S4. Due to the time restraint, they could not afford to escort the people they had freed back to Armistice Point.
<... 2023-02-21 01:38:54 +0000 UTC View PostThe City of Spades was surprisingly diverse in its landscape. Gone were the flat plains of green. Instead, a world of chasms, gorges and canyons of volatile land crept through its sectors like ivy.
These passages were known as the ‘fast ro...
2023-02-20 01:33:20 +0000 UTC View PostThere was once a time when Frost didn’t believe that death was an appropriate punishment. In her civilized mind death was a barbaric method to stave people away. Her profession made it clear that people could be healed. They could change for the...
2023-02-18 19:20:39 +0000 UTC View PostLong ago the City of Spades ran along the same flat plane as Brandar. Bordering H10 and S3 was the terminating line of H10’s escarpment. The smooth cliffs plunged straight into an endlessly thick blanket of fog. The outskirts of the City of Spad...
2023-02-17 01:28:59 +0000 UTC View Post“It’s a legitimate fear. And I’m thinking what I’m about to do will begin a chain of disaster. Iscario. The dungeon monsters. Scarlet Logic. I have every reason to believe they’re all working against the Nexus, and actively seeking the P...
2023-02-15 00:00:37 +0000 UTC View PostThe teleporting platform transported them to an unknown floor. They could not tell if they were somewhere higher or lower. The purple and white walls still surrounded them as they found themselves in what appeared to be a chamber for worship.
<... 2023-02-14 23:54:34 +0000 UTC View PostThey recognized Frost as the fabled Black Incandescent Color, a title arguably more revered than the Stars and Moons of the Nexus.
There were 13 recognized Colors in Elysia: The White Wing; Black Dove; Violet Key; Red Barron; Blue Chorus; Ye...
2023-02-14 23:49:04 +0000 UTC View PostH10 was one of 12 locations in Elysia collectively known as an ‘Adventurer’s Hub’. Each location was defined by a great, crystal spire belonging to Justica Arms, ran by one of Beholder Galia’s trusted Apostles.
Only 11 locations rema...
2023-02-12 16:28:35 +0000 UTC View PostSultry outfits, bunny suits, maid uniforms, and bikini armor.
Otherwise collectively known as the four horsemen of Frost’s apocalypse. H9’s streets were infested with these apparels. The smaller settlements afar were relatively sane, but...
2023-02-11 23:53:23 +0000 UTC View PostDay after day, night after night, they were greeted with the peerless sights of the City of Hearts. The Sectors of each City were diversified and fostered their own unique subcultures.
H7 was a vast, architecturally impressive Sector where a...
2023-02-10 21:58:39 +0000 UTC View Post“What does an Atelier mean to you all? Just a pack of wolves with a fake alpha and their little tool that makes them the big shot? Or is it a sense of belonging? An identity?”
A wise Ber spoke as she lifted her chin towards the moon. The...
2023-02-09 18:28:45 +0000 UTC View PostThe Express Networks were the fastest means of transport in the Nex Megalopolis
Outside of the Chained Theocracy’s sealed passaged that linked each city’s reception, and the Hyperlinks of course.
It would take 24 hours at the most ...
2023-02-09 07:22:35 +0000 UTC View Post“But a tale can be interpreted. Our world is a tale itself. Our fabric of existence is but a page, written by the ebbs and flows of the metaphorical pen we call time.” The woman whispered, her grimacing at the quality of their catch.
“...
2023-02-08 02:25:56 +0000 UTC View Post