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Roleplay : Dunkelheit

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@Daffa the Mage

Lukaro watches the mysterious people with a watchful gaze.

Likewise, the Taiwanese also looked at the Phantoms in a wary manner.

Before Lukaro begins any move, Hana, the very young lieutenant, greets them back.
"Hello! We are Phantoms! Who are you people?" Hana greets back in a friendly manner. Lukaro sighed heavily. His lieutenant always greet strangers. Azketh and the rest of the research force also looked at the Taiwanese in a watchful manner, but in a more friendly way than Lukaro is.

"Ohh!" the Taiwanese happily greeted her with a sincere smile and relaxed themselves, "Oh, hey! We are the Taiwanese, the proud subjects of the Yong Dynasty!" a Taiwanese riflewoman replied friendly. "Hmm, Phantoms? Who are you? Are you a local folk in Alastorn?"

The Taiwanese also kept a watchful eye over the Phantoms, but not as paranoid as Lukaro. It was the same way Azketh and the other Phantoms looked at them.


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@Leo Akastenix

As the battle intensified, the ground was littered with the bodies of the slender white humanoids despite their teleporting capabilities, the number of bullets had just become too much to dodge.
But their numbers never seem to end no matter how many times they were gunned down by green fel bolts.
After about several minutes, intimidating Fighters(Hell-Talons) came into view and barraged the slender humanoids with large fel bolts and purple orbs.
Behind them flew several larger ships(Valkyrie Transport-Gunships) that strafed the humanoids with rapid firing green bolts and missiles that exploded in purple blasts.
Then they landed and out charged heavily armored troops, their armor glowing with green-energies, so as their weapons. They charged at the Humanoids, who had by then starting retreating due to extreme casualties.
After that battle, large groups of battered and some injured troops(Guardsmen, Zealots, Myrimdons, Sergeants, Stromtroopers, Warlocks, Techlocks, Gearmancers and Crewmates). Some carried their injured comrades while others carry out the dead from the ruins of the spaceship.
More and More larger ships(Valkyrie Transport-Gunships) landed to carry away the injured and the dead.
Some dispatched cyborg-like workers(Mecha Servitors) who started harvesting the large spaceship.

By then, the Taiwanese would realize that all the slender humanoids' bodies were all gone....

The Taiwanese were certainly amazed by the grand scale of the battle between these two great space-faring powers. They were particularly amused by the vast numbers of both sides, and especially the Lumerians who could just teleport back and forth. They were also shocked to see the Lumerian bodies fading into nothingness after a moment.

The entire battle was recorded live to the Taiwanese High Command. Acting on the orders of the Empress, the Taiwanese carefully treaded their way to approach the Shadowridges in a casual and rather defensive stance.

"Uhh... Konitsiwa?" a Taiwanese battlepriestess greeted, "We come in peace. Are you the locals of this dark world they call Alastorn?"
 
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Self-Roleplay

While searching through the dungeon, Wong Tsih-kuo and his heroes found Rhelsha and Anzai in the dark, who were taking several papers and books away.

"Konitsiwa again, Rhelsha and Anzai." Tsih-kuo said in a mocking tone. He then showed a forced smile and continued, "Heh. It's been a long time since we last met. How well is your sex life with your little Anzai?"

"Oh, hey, my cute Kokuminto-chan~~" Rhelsha greeted him in a naughty tone.
"You are still alive after all the many hundreds of years, huh?"

"So?"

"Ohh, and you even called yourself the King of China, huh? I thought you're a a loyal bootlicker for Sun Yat-sen and Chiang Kai-shek!" Rhelsha mocked, "What happened to all your Whampoan military spirit and your Tridemism? Turns out you have an agenda of your own, huh? So much for being loyal, so much for being self-righteous!"

"Y-you... you!" a fretting and fuming Tsih-kuo stomped the floor in anger a few times. He snarled, "Damn you, at least I'm far far better than you Obsidians, bitch!!!"

"Ohh, how cute when Kokuminto-chan gets angry~~" Rhelsha happily taunted, "Come hit me and yell out all your love cries! I bet you fap to the begonia everyday!"

"YOU ASKED FOR IT!!!"

Wong Tsih-kuo immediately hopped toward Rhelsha and stabbed her. But she along with Anzai blew up in a boom of burning shadows, sending Tsih-kuo on fire!

Rhelsha and Anzai, however, would later emerge behind Tsih-kuo's back, chuckling with an annoying voice.

"D-D-Damny-you... you stupid Japanese ghosts!" Wong Tsih-kuo stomped the ground again but he was not so angry anymore. Instead, he bagan to weep. "I... I... I-I am s-speechless! Y-you cheater!"

"How Revivalist, how Tridemist for you to say that, Kokuminto-chan!" bursting out a giggle Rhelsha mocked, "Not only you called yourself King, but you are also an angry racist! And don't you know, Sun Yat-sen and his petty revolutions were funded by the very Great Japan you hate so much? Huh?"

Wong Tsih-kuo clenched his fists and teeth in frustration, but his anger did not last and he collapsed crying instead.
As Tsih-kuo cried like a pussy, a big grin surfaced on Rhelsha's wicked face as she continued to poke fun at mister Wong.


"Ohh, you cried? Are you no longer a proud, angry warrior? Huh?" Rhelsha leaned closer to Wong's saddened face. She playfully touched his chins and pinched his face, "So much for saying you're a proud, strong man! So much for saying you would die hard for China and Ideology!"

"But who was kneeling before me like a weak little crybaby, crying before me, huh? I did not see the proud warrior of China and Kuomintang who I had fought, what kneels before me now is a savage animal who turned against the very things he sought to fight for! A pitiful little crybaby who needs much love and affection!"

Her words about love and affection has struck his heart deeply.

"N-no... m-my love for China... is still s-strong! I am still a believer of Sun Yat-sen!"

"Oh, then tell me, why did you run away from Holy Huaxia like a coward, instead of fighting them like you fought me ages ago? Have you forgotten everything about the true Whampoa? Why do you crown yourself King if you really follow the Three Principles?"

"Hey, that retreat was just a setback! A-and, w-well, Revivalism is an improvement of Tridemism! Revivalist is a democratic and socialist ideal too!"

"Retreat, huh, reminds me of the Commies as dumb as your fellow Kuomintang idiots. They said their cowardly retreat was a great long march too! Also, how democratic is it to have not one, but many dynasties of royals and gangs of snobby cronies ruling over the country?!" Rhelsha suddenly paused with a big grin, then she proceeded, "Ohh, I forgot, the German aristocrats and the Russian communists have both funded your beloved Sun Yat-sen! Oh, even Japan funded your very Sun Yat-sen too!"

"Y-y-you.... you..."

"Face it, deep down your weak little heart, you need a good aristocrat lady to admire and worship! A good aristocrat lady like me!"

"No, China above all else!"

"China above all else, huh? Then why do you bother fighting the Holy Huaxia? It was a great Chinese empire runned by your beloved Kuomintang! It crushed the terrible, terrible Maoists you loathed so much! And it was named after the ancient Chinese too!"

"And then, if you really love China, why are you friends with a tribe of Malay-Cantonese bastards, who call themselves Whampoans? Look, they cannot even speak Cantonese and Malay properly! Many of them even worship a Japanese goddess so dearly! They speak no Chinese, but a messy blob of mixed German Malay and Cantonese garbage! Malay-Cantonese bastards who love slovenly German trash so much, that they ditched the very Kuomintang and China you loved so much!"

"ENOUGH!!!"
"Enough with your heresies!"

"They are proud Whampoans unlike you! They still sport the glorious symbols of the Kuomintang! They still speak of honor and feel with a Chinese heart deep down!"


"So? Oh, come on, would you really consider Germans as Romans because they were kings and shits in the so-called Holy Roman Empire? No! That trash was in no way Holy, nor Roman, nor an Empire! Likewise, your buddies just called themselves Whampoans as they like, they're deep down [color=gold\a tribe of savages[/color] without any pride! So they have to call themselves as something they are totally not!"

Wong Tsih-kuo was shocked at her revelation. He was left speechless as she went on.

"Let's face the hard truth here, kiddie! And so neither are the Whampoans the ones who love China and Kuomintang! The Whampoans are just a rubbish tribe with German brains, Malay mouths and Chinese hearts! Just as how the Holy Huaxian Empire was neither Holy, nor Huaxian, nor an Empire!"

He stood still like a frozen statue, greatly dumbfounded and mindblown, over a long moment of deaftening silence.

"Heh, heh, heh, heh..."
Suddenly, many dark tentacles of toasting shadows emerged to grip Wong Tsih-kuo tightly! The sheer pain brought by the burn and corrosion has sent the poor boy crying in a river of tears!

"Y-y-you! You!"

(TBC)
 
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"Uhh... Konitsiwa?" a Taiwanese battlepriestess greeted, "We come in peace. Are you the locals of this dark world they call Alastorn?"

All the Shadowridges were somewhat startled and pointed all their weapons at the Emissary.
Then they slowly lowered their weapons.
A Warlock came forward and proceeded to say
"No, we are not natives, and who are you?"
 
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Just as the crow was about to tell a word to Draug. Suddenly his unknown ability, Reality Break, caused him to disappear from Draug's side, and diminishing his mark on him.
"Where did this damned ability took me now?" The crow asked as he found himself in another spot. It was still in the same surroundings and area, this he thought. And already he was standing at somebody's shoulder, he checked on who it was. It was
Deroc, he would suddenly find the Crow at his left shoulder moving its head in question.
"Hmm, strange timing. Well met lad, it's been a long while. If you remember who I am." The crow spoke to
Deroc.

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@bear_369 : She said a big "fuck you" to Deroc and then ran away...

@bear_369 + @Daffa the Mage + @Edge45 : I think we do really need to do a timeline for the roleplay... otherwise things would continue to become more confusing than the clusterfuck it already is :/

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@Edge45 + @WhiteFang (?)

A gathering amongst the heroes was soon held inside a secure fortress, not long after the escape.

@WhiteFang @Directive255

Just as the crow was about to tell a word to Draug. Suddenly his unknown ability, Reality Break, caused him to disappear from Draug's side, and diminishing his mark on him.
"Where did this damned ability took me now?" The crow asked as he found himself in another spot. It was still in the same surroundings and area, this he thought. And already he was standing at somebody's shoulder, he checked on who it was. It was
Deroc, he would suddenly find the Crow at his left shoulder moving its head in question.
"Hmm, strange timing. Well met lad, it's been a long while. If you remember who I am." The crow spoke to
Deroc.

"Ohh?"
"Hey there, Edge...? Edge? Am I right?" Deroc spoke, "Now why are you still a Edgycrow here? And your magiks are... unstable and weakened as I can see."

"What happened to you now, by the way? Why don't you just morph yourself back into human form? Some sort of magikal curse, I suppose?"


A shocked and traumatized Wong Tsih-kuo, now tainted with the dark stench of Rhelsha, slowly walked his way back to the fortress seeing the rest of the party.

"Huh?!" a curious Deroc reacted, "T-tsih-k-kuo? What happened to you? You looked distressed, and I smell the sexy odors of that Japanese witch..."
 
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@bear_369 + @Daffa the Mage + @Edge45 : I think we do really need to do a timeline for the roleplay... otherwise things would continue to become more confusing than the clusterfuck it already is :/

I think you've already made one. But let's keep simple and limited to the events of Alastorn, particularly to each user interacting with another. Take for example the heroes gathering, your Deroc and bear's Roswell, Taiwan guys and Shadowridges meeting each other, Phantoms and all their creepy stalking jobs. Hmm, since I have time, I might as well help.

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"Ohh?"
"Hey there, Edge...? Edge? Am I right?" Deroc spoke, "Now why are you still a Edgycrow here? And your magiks are... unstable and weakened as I can see."

"Hmm, yes, you guess right lad."

"What happened to you now, by the way? Why don't you just morph yourself back into human form? Some sort of magikal curse, I suppose?"

"It's a bit complicated. I am not the Edge you think I am, simply I am one of his minions that the task of observing this world, gifted with his memories and personalities, and some inferior modifications of his power. I do not know where he is, or what has become of him, but I believe he is no longer present in this world. And this is actually my true form, a crow, I do not have the means of turning to human form." The crow answered.

A shocked and traumatized Wong Tsih-kuo, now tainted with the dark stench of Rhelsha, slowly walked his way back to the fortress seeing the rest of the party.

"Huh?!" a curious Deroc reacted, "T-tsih-k-kuo? What happened to you? You looked distressed, and I smell the sexy odors of that Japanese witch..."

The crow flew towards Tsih-kuo, and landed at his right shoulder. The crow pecked him, it wouldn't hurt, rather Edge would absorb those dark energies stuck within the man, preventing any kind of cunning spy or vision from enemies. "You should be clean for now, I advise you take a bath though." The crow spoke to Tsih-kuo before returning to Deroc.
 
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SUMMARY FROM PAGE 12 TO THIS POST

Any of you that missed some craps due to activity boom, read here. Edgycrow will explain to you some craps of different interactions with the RP guys. Note that self roleplays will not be included


"sss testing testing. Ahem, so let's begin.
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"This part covers the mother daughter interaction of Ataxia and Cadusa.
Involved: @Directive255 + @TheLordOfChaos201

The practically skilled girl Ataxia met with Cadusa, and some stuff happened. So Ataxia prepares for her journey coming along with Cadusa, and also fought with bear_369 a talking bear, which led to the creatures inevitable defeat. So yeah, the girl followed Cadusa to the coming the Battle of Whampoa Range."


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This part will cover the scenario of the Battle of Whampoa Range.
Guy and Gays Involved : @Directive255 + @WhiteFang + @Daffa the Mage + @TheLordOfChaos201 + @Edge45 (not gay)

So there's this battle somewhere in Alastorn, call it Battle of Whampoa Range (these guys sure are good at naming places that they don't own). Whampoan heroes and friends, met with serpent lass Cadusa and girl Ataxia, dark one Draug, mysterious Affadro and Edgycrow together formed the HEROES. Got some friendly talks until Obsidian invaders (wait, why am I calling them invaders when this was there land in the first place) arrived and attacked the Whampoans...

The battle begins, and ended quickly, yah. Whampoan artillery pieces rained hell above the Obsidians, got themselves slaughtered by the Heroes. Amidst the battle, creepy Mererinda voice started spitting bullcraps at them Heroes and friends. Ironically, she accidentally told them the location of the Cockmaster Deroc's prison. The battle ended there, and the Heroes, the Whampoans, and the Obsidians started going to the northwestern city to where a prison chaosfest has begun. Also Ataxia couldn't help but scavenge and amazed from all the dead bodies around her."


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"This part covers the prison break that is happening the same time as the Battle of Whampoa Range.
Gays Involved : @bear_369 + @Directive255 + @Leo Akastenix

So in the northern part of Alastorn. The Cock-err Cakemaster Deroc, and the Soviet agent Roswell, were having a lovely bad time in Rhelsha's Obsidian prison they were staying at. But because Deroc was a pervert in love, he caused a riot prison break that eventually began a chaosfest. These newbies called Lumerian Theocracy came in suddenly and joined in the fun. The prison guys, Lumerians, and Obsidians were now having a battle royale, or something like that. So yeah, prison guys were having a hard since they were outnumbered, but the Obsidians were too busy with the newbs. Until them Heroes and Whampoans will arrive.


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"This part covers the continuation after the Battle of Whampoa Range and the current Prisonbreak. In otherwords the first Chaosfest.
Gays Involved: @bear_369 + @Daffa the Mage + @Directive255 + @Leo Akastenix + @TheLordOfChaos201 + @WhiteFang
Guy Involved: @Edge45

So to where we left off. Remember the Battle of Whampoa Range? Them Heroes and Whampoa all going to the Obsidian prison just north of them, and the Obsidians on the other side trying to reinforce their friends. I guess you don't. And remember the prisonbreak by the Co-cakemaster? You don't, that's not my problem.

Anyway. So already in Page 14. So the prisonbreak remained chaotic, and more added to the turmoil when the aliens Soviets from another world arrived from the sky to find their beloved agent Roswell, or maybe just want to kick some ass. Battle and stuff. Yah Yah Yah. Boom, pew pew pew, bam! ngeeeew, kaboom! waaa! ayiieeee!!

And so the HEROES and Whampoans arrived. More battle and stuff. Boom, pew pew pew, bam! ngeeeew, kaboom! waaa! ayiieeee!! Deroc and friends reunited with the Heroes and formed the GREAT HEROES and they now started to fled (Just like that?! meh). The Lumerians began retreating followed with some Soviet skirmishes, and the Obsidian also started withdrawing. Feeling suspicious, Whampoan Pahlawan and Tsih-kuo sniffed down into the Obsidian's trail to find some dirty nudes information.

As the GREAT HEROES run away fled, they were followed by a Soviet pursuit. And a short battle ensured. The misunderstanding then clears out and eventually, the Great Heroes and Whampoans retreated succesfully.


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"This part covers the sudden raid of the Lumerian Theocracy at the Soviet base."
Gays Involved: @bear_369 + @Leo Akastenix

Meanwhile, the newbs attacked the aliens Soviet base. In a defensive response, commie commander Jharka led the defense force to kick some newb asses. While at it, they saw them Shadowridges also kicking some newb asses (though they don't that they're actually Shadowridges). Some mysterious stuff and poof. The thought was buried in the depth of weirdness.


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"This part covers the illegal trading of the Phantom Alliance and the Obsidians. Towards the Taiwan guys interacting with them, until the intrusion of the Lumerian Theocracy and Shadowridge"
Involved: @Daffa the Mage + @Directive255 + @Leo Akastenix

Phantom Alliance guys recently made a deal with Obsidians under Deowrig, something about class and learning stuff. Then these Taiwananese who was added by cakey to the rp who came from Terra to Alastorn made a deal with Shadowridge and also met with the Phantom Alliance people."


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There were too much text that it confused me again ><, so there might be stuff that was not mentioned.
 
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I think you've already made one. But let's keep simple and limited to the events of Alastorn, particularly to each user interacting with another. Take for example the heroes gathering, your Deroc and bear's Roswell, Taiwan guys and Shadowridges meeting each other, Phantoms and all their creepy stalking jobs. Hmm, since I have time, I might as well help.

Yes, but that's incomplete if I recall. Ah, well we can make a simplified version of the timeline, and then put the other slightly more detailed timeline aside for now.

But the user interactions should be arranged according to the in-universe chronology I think, not OOC chronology. Since actually parts of a post were for different roleplaying arcs/scenes, and a arc/scene could have different parts scattered in different posts.

A few happenings outside of Alastorn could be told briefly, because Chekhov's Gun and what not, but yeah keep them more simpler than Alastorn happenings.

Yay, you can are helping, thanks a lot! ;)

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@Edge45 + @WhiteFang

"Hmm, yes, you guess right lad."

Deroc's eyes widened up in delight upon hearing that. "Yes, glad to meet you again, Egilian Edgypooh!"

"It's a bit complicated. I am not the Edge you think I am, simply I am one of his minions that the task of observing this world, gifted with his memories and personalities, and some inferior modifications of his power. I do not know where he is, or what has become of him, but I believe he is no longer present in this world. And this is actually my true form, a crow, I do not have the means of turning to human form." The crow answered.

"Hmm..." Deroc paused for a moment and then continued, "Ohh? You're not the One Edge in wholeness? You're Edgycrow?"
"Hmm..."

"Is there at least a big secret hidden in this dark world, Edgycrow? Or was it since Egilian needed more living eyes linked to his mind while he was in this world? There has to be a reason why..." Deroc spoke. "Wait. I thought all crimsonspawns hear their masters' and mistresses' heartbeats. Something wrong has happened it seems."

"Egilian?" Moritz stared at Deroc and the crow, befuddled, "Who--"

"Hey, Encik Wong! How-- Eh, what's wrong?"
"......"


The crow flew towards Tsih-kuo, and landed at his right shoulder.

"Hey, hey, hey, this crow!" he spoke in a soft frightened voice, with his arms trying to block Edgycrow.

The crow pecked him, it wouldn't hurt, rather Edge would absorb those dark energies stuck within the man, preventing any kind of cunning spy or vision from enemies. "You should be clean for now, I advise you take a bath though." The crow spoke to Tsih-kuo before returning to Deroc.


"......"

"Relax, Tsih-kuo!" Deroc said, "He's our friend Edgycrow. He won't do much harm!"

"Ohh, okay... Yeah, I should spend some alone time in the bath... Wait for me..." Tsih-kuo weakly spoke.

"Alright, and no worries we won't finish up all the snacks!" Moritz responded in a mocking tone while eating his second bottle of potato chips.

As soon as Tsih-kuo closed his door to the bathroom, loud cries and screams could be heard. A short moment afterwards, the walls, the floors and the bathtub were heard being stomped and banged in great frustration and misery.

Befuddled, Moritz stared right at Deroc and Edgycrow. He asked, "Hey, Chieftain and this... Edgycrow, do you have any idea what happened to Tsih-kuo? And I smell some strange stench that reminds me somewhat of Obsidian succubi and Japanese women..."

"Yeah, what has happened to Tsih-kuo? I am curious too, but I don't really know what happened." Deroc shrugged in ignorance.

"Something bad must have happened to him... or is this... something good... we cannot know for sure..." Moritz said.

Then Moritz suddenly had an idea, "I know! Maybe Tsih-kuo... had a lovemaking session with Rhelsha?" he then bursted out laughing tastelessly. Deroc was smirking but he was also not too amused.

"Hmm... this is silly but, hmm, you shouldn't make fun of that. This is not a Revivalist thing to do," Deroc spoke sternly, "Caring about females' issues but laughing about males' issues is a big hypocrisy and sexism in itself."


Realizing his flaw, Moritz stopped laughing. "S-sorry, Chieftain... I-It's just too long that I have forgotten some of it..."


"Don't worry, Moritz. I understand." Deroc reassured Moritz with a smile. He continued, "Anyways, I guess, uhh, know his time in the dungeon didn't end well."

He then looked at Moritz, "There's no need to tell me the story of the Whampoan nation, I have already known it. Pherith already had contacts with Whampoa before dating back to the middle Holy Huaxian times."

"But I'm curious how did Berthold's folk find you Freivitals here, Moritz. Care to tell me what happened, short and simple?"

"So, the Whampoans were fleeing away from Terra after most of their homeworld got overrun by their foes -- the Indians, the Peiyangese and the Australians. They fled to the world of Alastorn. And while running away, they saw us Freivitals fighting with the Triads and their damned monsters. They helped us fended off these Obsidians, and then we met each other. Soon we became friends. Then we Freivitals simply agreed to join their Reich, as a sub-nation in its own right." Moritz answered.

"Hmm... interesting. Looks like everyone here has a sad story of their own, heh. My empire has fallen as well too. Most of our forces were sent to explore this dark world, and then poof, nearly all who went here got imprisoned -- among them was me myself of course. And the ones who remained in Vestroya got screwed up big time by Laeden and his cronies."

"Wait." Deroc suddenly spoke, "S... should we break into the bathroom... and check what happened to Tsih-kuo?"

Deroc then looked at Edgycrow, hoping to get advice, "Well, what do you think, Edgycrow?"

"Also, Edgycrow, have you ever seen anything interesting during your many years wandering alone in this dark world?"
 
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and so Ataxia trained under the tutorship of Cadusa, and by the end of a week of training Ataxia could hit the board side of a barn

"I am the bad at this aren't I, but with so many enemies I don't need to hit perfectly. only kill" taking out her wolf bone blade she finished the wooden fiend off. being much better at killing in close courtiers than she was from afar. walking away from her target with a smile on her face, she showed how devious a fighter she could be. "and my magics are improving" the wooden stake suddenly burst into flames.

she looked up to her sensei for approval. a savage grin on her face and her brown hair hanging around her face in shreds "when we begin selling more magic items, I will make my own weapon. then the only bodies I will savage are my own kills"

.......

Hey directive. just letting you know programming is on hold. my computer is going through some emotional problems. its battery recently died, and it hasn't yet recovered from the loss. poor thing
 
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“Yes yes, we are Xenos to this world..” he continued.
“That’s their warp technology, they can teleport around and whenever they are losing, teleports all their dead bodies and soldiers back to their base.. it’s so we couldn’t get their technology, but we already have it.. no use anyways..”
 
Affadro continues to return to the party as they are talking to each other.

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Hana then cheerfully replies, "we're not!" she said happily. Azketh let out a heavy sigh seeing Hana's childish behaviors. Azketh then walks over to the Taiwanese.
"We are Phantoms. Servants of Emperor Haltwatch. We are here in a peaceful term to do some research of the planet," Azketh speaks in a formal tone. Lukaro watches the Taiwanese with wary, but decides to let them slip for now.

***

Meanwhile, Ahanne is having a sickness issue at the main camp.
 
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"Wait." Deroc suddenly spoke, "S... should we break into the bathroom... and check what happened to Tsih-kuo?"

Deroc then looked at Edgycrow, hoping to get advice, "Well, what do you think, Edgycrow?"

"Up to you lad, though I would be against such actions... err... with this disgusting energies I just cleaned from him... well, you wouldn't wanna know." The crow replied with a rather, uncertain tone.

"Also, Edgycrow, have you ever seen anything interesting during your many years wandering alone in this dark world?"

"The Dragonqueen's empire rising, driven out natives, new lands, not much interesting out of ordinary." The crow timidly said, but continued. "However, there were distant lands actually that caught my eye, lands different than the barren here. Far to the west, these tropics of glowing paradise. Miles down below the earth, an abyss filled with shining forests of mushrooms from tiny sizes to gigantic ones. Towards the north frozen, a land of fire and ice interacting each other at the foot of the great peak that towers all of what is in the dark world. The black skies of the south hidden among them is a flying archipelago of lands far more alien than what you can see present in on ground. Farther to the east, a lake filled with holes that carries a strange mystery and secret within them as you go farther down, a farther more deep awaits."
"And you know what each of them has?" The crow briefly stopped. "Each of these lands were once the setting place of native nations that grew, and eventually fell from their glorious days. No doubt what was left are these you call, Complex, in other words, dungeons. I do not know what lies within them, but perhaps dangers unimaginable and of course the prize, relics of riches and power."


"Hmm, I'll stop there. No doubt, those secrets will be discovered sooner or later with aid of greed." The crow finished.

"So, the Whampoans were fleeing away from Terra after most of their homeworld got overrun by their foes -- the Indians, the Peiyangese and the Australians. They fled to the world of Alastorn. And while running away, they saw us Freivitals fighting with the Triads and their damned monsters. They helped us fended off these Obsidians, and then we met each other. Soon we became friends. Then we Freivitals simply agreed to join their Reich, as a sub-nation in its own right." Moritz answered.

He looked unto Moritz and asked. "Oh? So the all-human world is still embroiled in the flames of the cataclysm and chaos. Tell me more, human."

"Hmm... interesting. Looks like everyone here has a sad story of their own, heh. My empire has fallen as well too. Most of our forces were sent to explore this dark world, and then poof, nearly all who went here got imprisoned -- among them was me myself of course. And the ones who remained in Vestroya got screwed up big time by Laeden and his cronies."

And then the crow turned to Deroc after Moritz explained his part. "Well lad. I know I still have left the memories of that ruined world, a world that is rather special, but I have ignored for the most part. Someday, I might be able to break from the barriers that kept me observing in this world, and return to that special spot I dreamed of coming back."


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Should we let Affadro in the gathering?

Yes. I would like to stare know more about the guy
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@Everyone : I have a feeling this post is quite lacking hmm... perhaps to do with my tiredness I think...

@TheLordOfChaos201: Sed...

@Edge45
Edge45 said:
Yes. I would like to stare know more about the guy
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exam in two days, I can't believe I'm feeling careless today

Good luck :>
I've finished my exam now, but a huge project approaches and also a ton of homework spams ugh :/

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@TheLordOfChaos201

and so Ataxia trained under the tutorship of Cadusa, and by the end of a week of training Ataxia could hit the board side of a barn

"I am the bad at this aren't I, but with so many enemies I don't need to hit perfectly. only kill" taking out her wolf bone blade she finished the wooden fiend off. being much better at killing in close courtiers than she was from afar. walking away from her target with a smile on her face, she showed how devious a fighter she could be. "and my magics are improving" the wooden stake suddenly burst into flames.

she looked up to her sensei for approval. a savage grin on her face and her brown hair hanging around her face in shreds "when we begin selling more magic items, I will make my own weapon. then the only bodies I will savage are my own kills"

"Uhh, with practice you can improve for sure. I see a lot of talents flowing in you." she commented, "But your accuracy is a problem. You should hit as perfectly as you can, since we have troops fighting the enemy up close, and you could end up hitting them." Cadusa seemed to be worried somehow. But she still showed a smirk of amusement seeing the wooden stake suddenly engulfing in fire.

When Ataxia told her she would only scavenger her own victims, Cadusa began to smile better. "Great! And you're growing smarter and smarter every day!"
After patting Ataxia's head, she then gave some candies to Ataxia.


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@Leo Akastenix

“Yes yes, we are Xenos to this world..” he continued.
“That’s their warp technology, they can teleport around and whenever they are losing, teleports all their dead bodies and soldiers back to their base.. it’s so we couldn’t get their technology, but we already have it.. no use anyways..”

"So are you both some sort of powerful space-faring empires, I assume?" the veteran Battlewitch continued.
"Wait, what, warp technology?" a Kapitan asked with interest, "Is this something like Chronotech? And they can even teleport all their corpses back too? Now this is something we've never heard of!"

The veteran Battlewitch meanwhile received an instruction from Command.

"Well, anyways," the veteran Battlewitch continued, "I think it will be benefical for you and for us to engage in friendly diplomatic relations. What do you think?"
"Wait, also do you have any idea about the other batch of Whampoans, the part of Whampoan Reich led by the Malaysians here?"


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@Daffa the Mage

Hana then cheerfully replies, "we're not!" she said happily. Azketh let out a heavy sigh seeing Hana's childish behaviors. Azketh then walks over to the Taiwanese.
"We are Phantoms. Servants of Emperor Haltwatch. We are here in a peaceful term to do some research of the planet," Azketh speaks in a formal tone. Lukaro watches the Taiwanese with wary, but decides to let them slip for now.


"So you're another fellow outlander to this world, eh?" a Priestess said to Hana, "Interesting."

"Good to know," a Battlewitch said, "I suppose we can work together sometimes in the future. Or at the very least, maintaining a link between us could help, I think."


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@Daffa the Mage + @Edge45

"Up to you lad, though I would be against such actions... err... with this disgusting energies I just cleaned from him... well, you wouldn't wanna know." The crow replied with a rather, uncertain tone.

Deroc chuckled for a bit, "Hmm, yeah maybe it's not a great idea... hehe..." Then Deroc suddenly bursted out laughing all of a sudden. Deroc's sense of humor is quite bizzare and spontaneous.

Affadro continues to return to the party as they are talking to each other.

"Oh, hey, Affadro if I'm right," Deroc welcomed him, "Here, have a seat between Berthold and Moritz,"
"Alright, welcome here, homie." Moritz greeted, "Enjoy your stay here, Encik Affadro."

"By the way, Affadro, are you a member of these so-called Phantoms?" Berthold asked, "I heard the Phantoms have made a deal with the Obsidians. It seems to be something to do with renting a piece of land on this world. Am I right?"

"Hmm..." Moritz asked, "I wonder what you had in mind in the beginning, running away from the Obsidians while heading to our lands?"
Berthold continued, "Affadro, are you planning to mess with the Obsidians?"

"The Dragonqueen's empire rising, driven out natives, new lands, not much interesting out of ordinary." The crow timidly said, but continued. "However, there were distant lands actually that caught my eye, lands different than the barren here. Far to the west, these tropics of glowing paradise. Miles down below the earth, an abyss filled with shining forests of mushrooms from tiny sizes to gigantic ones. Towards the north frozen, a land of fire and ice interacting each other at the foot of the great peak that towers all of what is in the dark world. The black skies of the south hidden among them is a flying archipelago of lands far more alien than what you can see present in on ground. Farther to the east, a lake filled with holes that carries a strange mystery and secret within them as you go farther down, a farther more deep awaits."

"And you know what each of them has?" The crow briefly stopped. "Each of these lands were once the setting place of native nations that grew, and eventually fell from their glorious days. No doubt what was left are these you call, Complex, in other words, dungeons. I do not know what lies within them, but perhaps dangers unimaginable and of course the prize, relics of riches and power."


"Hmm, I'll stop there. No doubt, those secrets will be discovered sooner or later with aid of greed." The crow finished.

Deroc and the other heroes listened to the crow's tale with great interest. Their eyes were shining brightly in great amazement.

"Ohh, wait new lands on this very world of Alastorn?" Berthold asked, "All I have seen in this world until now, are only ranges of mountains, barrens of dark deserts, and grasslands of purple grasses... Never have I thought this world is far richer than I have seen. Many of us back in Terra believed this world is only a boring void of empty skies and barrens."

"Yeah we're sufficienly north enough to have snow and moonlight here," Moritz added, "But our lands here feel very lacking indeed. Compared to all the amazing lands far away that you spoke, our snowy northlands are quite bare indeed."

"The great lake to the east and the lands to the south sound a lot of fun..." Deroc responded, "But sadly, I and my subjects did not have much time uncovering all those wonders. We were too busy fighting the Obsidians."

"The times are now changing with the massive arrivals of outlanders like us, however." the Cakemaster said, "We don't know what might happen afterwards, but surely the Dragonqueen won't be the unchallenged ruler bossing over everyone else any longer."

"Perhaps with the Obsidians defeated sometime in the future, we can try our luck touring in this world. Many treasures and powers await." Deroc finished.


He looked unto Moritz and asked. "Oh? So the all-human world is still embroiled in the flames of the cataclysm and chaos. Tell me more, human."

"Yes indeed," Moritz spoke to the crow before turning his head to face Berthold, "This guy -- Tschan Berthold von Lenggong -- Berthold in short -- knows better about the recent events than I do though. I stayed here fighting with the Obsidians for over many yearhundreds. While this guy just came from this world of Terra not long ago, and he's a young Mystic himself living for over 200 years his whole life there."

"But I have my tale about how we Freivitals, once a huge part of the then Revital Front, ended up here fighting the Obsidians for many yearhundreds."

"Yeah," Deroc recalled with a big grin, "I still eftmind the good old times we had, flipping cars to the skies and then send them crashing onto our foes."

"We began as four groups of folk in Malaysia united to fight for revival there. Yes, it was back when we used to fight alongside the Obsidians. Namely, the Freikorps, the Ghee Hin Kongsi, the Kuomintang, and the Obsidian Kongsi." Moritz explained, "We managed to revive the Malayan Peninsula and declared ourselves a Duchy."

"That time when I used to tutor and nurture Kee Wah..." the Cakemaster added, then sighed "it's very saddening to see him succumbing before the Dragonbitch. He ended up betraying us all, all because of his blind love to the Dragonbitch."

"Well, Kee Wah also used to be a relative to a good homie of ours." the Cakemaster further said, "Kee Wah is the younger brother to Kee Keong -- a great homie of ours who was really passionate and dedicated."


"Yeah, it's really sad if you think of it." Moritz shedded some tears as he replied.

"However, yeah," Moritz continued, "not long after a few years of peace, the Obsidians began to make all sorts of problems for us. Eventually, these Obsidian troublemakers took it too far and we could take it no longer. Thus, we went to war against each other -- a war, that in many ways, still go on today here."

“Well, as we fight the Obsidians back, the fascists and the commies barged in halfway and joined the fray.” Deroc continued, "Thus began the Third Malaysian War. We were greatly aided by our generous allies, the German Empire and the Kuomintang China. After many years of hardships, we were near to victory. All commies have been either enlightened or eradicated, while the fascists were pushed back to Borneo. Only one final obstacle stood in our way. The Obsidian remnants in the wild forests of Perak."

"We then encircled the remaining Obsidian pockets near Taiping. A heartbreaking drama broke out between the two brothers -- our Lam Kee Keong and their Lam Kee Wah, leading up to a great battle. A great battle lasting for many tiring hours. Lam Kee Keong and I myself personally led our forces as we clash with the Obsidians."


"In the middle of the fight," Moritz sobbed, "Our great hero Kee Keong has fallen." Then Moritz angrily yelled, "But the Dragonbitch and her cronies fled away to this dark world! And grew themselves a big empire while we Revitals continue to suffer! And Kee Wah is such a traitor!"

Deroc got up and tried to get Moritz down, "Hey, calm down, Moritz!"
"Ugh..." Moritz sighed, "Y-yes... Chieftain."
"Good."

"Many folk from all sides, especially the civilians, laid dead after years of violent fighting. With the death of Kee Keong, his wife -- Chiu Nan-wu -- succeeded him as the next Duke. And she put me in charge to manage her Duchy, as she was busy ruling Cantonia."


"Our story did not end here." a calmed down Moritz continued, "While we were busy cleaning up the mess, the Holy Huaxian Empire, plunged deeply into hysteria, had risen as a huge superpower, led by a corrupt sect of the Kuomintang. The so-called Holy Kuomintang. Many crazy crusades were launched all across Asia, the lands of Cantonia and Malaysia being two of their most craved preys."

"At the same time, the Nazis in Europe and the Soviets in Russia were on the rise. Things were not too good in the Americas, as corrupt banksters and politicians emerged in power too." Deroc clarified, "And of course, the Holy Kuomintang launched their second crusade against us Revitals, charging their way towards Cantonia and Malaysia."

"Due to the emerging threats, we Revitals across Terra banded together under the banner of Revitaebund." Deroc continued, "The top societies consisted of the German Revival Society, the Sisterhood of Wadjet, the Free Kuomintang, the MURS and the Ghee Hin Kongsi. And these top societies were represented by Moritz, Apitus, Tsih-kuo, Nan-wu and I myself, respectively."

"But one day, this Chiu Nan-wu cowardly surrendered herself and Cantonia to the Holy Kuomintang. The rest of us, along with many Chinese rebels, were deeply shocked and enraged. This very moment began our crazy adventures running back and forth between the Terran continents. I was made the Chieftain, a Chieftain who led a massive horde of many ragtag bunches of misfits. A horde of German warriors, Egyptian cultists, Chinese triads, Malay partisans and Black fighters brought together under my guidance. Later on, we would even get Italian mafias, living cakes and even DRAGONS within our ranks! As the chieftain of such an awesome horde, I led the Revitals all the way from defending Malaya down to the very final showdown in Africa. Woo, that was really cool and awesome indeed. Not even ruling my cake empire could be that awesome."

"And I did something really great on a special day, that forever changed the world in many ways. The twenty-first day of December, in the year 101 of Anno Revitae, or 2012 of Anno Domini. This was the final showdown between us Revitals and the rest of the world. All the Nazis, Soviets, Holy Huaxians and Allies set aside their differences and banded together against us. Vastly outnumbered and overwhelmed, I had to resort to a great spell. A great spell that broke open hundreds of thousands of rifts in the skies. But the massive energies were too much for Terra to handle, so the great continents shattered as the earth trembled and the water danced crazily."

"Amongst the chaos, I was sent to this world of Vestroya along with some of my followers. And then you probably know roughly what happened afterwards, I climbed my way up as the Second Cakemaster and fought many wars there. I believe we can talk more about my new life there on another day. I've talked too much about my story, hehe."


"Ahh, yes, while Tsih-kuo and I were sent to this dark world of Alastorn along with many followers too." Moritz added, "We immediately met her growing Obsidian Empire afterward, but we managed to stand our grounds and settled in the northern snowlands. We would later then be known as the Freivitals, the free heirs and essences to our Revital legacy back on Terra."


And then the crow turned to Deroc after Moritz explained his part. "Well lad. I know I still have left the memories of that ruined world, a world that is rather special, but I have ignored for the most part. Someday, I might be able to break from the barriers that kept me observing in this world, and return to that special spot I dreamed of coming back."

As soon as the crow spoke of the special world, Deroc's shining eyes opened wide and big while his heart beating with passion.

"Wait, you mean, Vestroya?" the Cakemaster asked with huge interest. "But which stupid barriers are stopping you from leaving this world, Edgycrow? And what is this special spot you meant, Edgycrow?"


***

At this very moment, a tired Wong Tsih-kuo strolled out of the bathroom with a casual clothing. This was very different than usual.

"Uhh," Berthold, "He looks nothing like the Tsih-kuo in our history tales. He looks more like a grumpy old man, or rather, a butthurt boy who got rejected and mocked by his crush..."

Again, the dark sexy stench from Rhelsha began to emerge in Tsih-kuo's body but much stronger. This time, the burning shadows would be a lot more difficult for Edgycrow to absorb. Edgycrow would very likely burn his insides and get his mind dizzy if he tried to suck the dark essences in.

"Encik Wong?"

"I need some alone time. I am befuddled." Wong Tsih-kuo spoke in a noticably darker but childish tone.
 
"Oh, hey, Affadro if I'm right," Deroc welcomed him, "Here, have a seat between Berthold and Moritz,"
"Alright, welcome here, homie." Moritz greeted, "Enjoy your stay here, Encik Affadro."

"By the way, Affadro, are you a member of these so-called Phantoms?" Berthold asked, "I heard the Phantoms have made a deal with the Obsidians. It seems to be something to do with renting a piece of land on this world. Am I right?"

"Hmm..." Moritz asked, "I wonder what you had in mind in the beginning, running away from the Obsidians while heading to our lands?"
Berthold continued, "Affadro, are you planning to mess with the Obsidians?"
Affadro takes a seat as asked.
"Yes, I am Affadro. Affadro Magika, current messenger of the emperor. If you wonder what my plans or what deals with the Obsidian Phantoms have, it's none of the important business actually, nor if it matters. I only do as ordered, and all of this is part of his order," Affadro replies to the barrage of question in a single answer. Affadro takes a very cautious answer when it comes to the emperor's goals. He needs to ascertain that whatever plot he needs to deal with the Dragonqueen goes smoothly. Considering one of his past researches of histories, he asked permission to carry one of the old factions principles' into action.

At this very moment, a tired Wong Tsih-kuo strolled out of the bathroom with a casual clothing. This was very different than usual.

"Uhh," Berthold, "He looks nothing like the Tsih-kuo in our history tales. He looks more like a grumpy old man, or rather, a butthurt boy who got rejected and mocked by his crush..."

Again, the dark sexy stench from Rhelsha began to emerge in Tsih-kuo's body but much stronger. This time, the burning shadows would be a lot more difficult for Edgycrow to absorb. Edgycrow would very likely burn his insides and get his mind dizzy if he tried to suck the dark essences in.

"Encik Wong?"

"I need some alone time. I am befuddled." Wong Tsih-kuo spoke in a noticably darker but childish tone.


Affadro looked at Wong Tsih-kuo and sense the stench of dark magic.
"Foul magic," he whispers calmly. Affadro thinks for a second, and consider that if he attacks early, it will escalate the tension. He needs to find a good moment to strike down this man, as the dark stench is something that he, as a Battle Art master, aware of. A stench of possessive related magic. A very dangerous type.

"Binding Art 66 : Six Rods of Light!"
latest

Wong Tsih-Kuo suddenly attacked from six direction with light rods, locking his movement. The lock energy is very great that a sheer force is (suppose to) not possible to break it (but for obvious thing, counter magic and magical techniques can). Affadro is surprised to see such an attack, but he cannot find who's attacking Wong Tsih-kuo.


"Bend Light, no, Thread of Invisibis," he muttered, as he can feel a stench of invisible force that bends things near them, hiding the said person presence.

***


"So you're another fellow outlander to this world, eh?" a Priestess said to Hana, "Interesting."

"Good to know," a Battlewitch said, "I suppose we can work together sometimes in the future. Or at the very least, maintaining a link between us could help, I think."

"Yup!" Hana speaks happily. Azketh sighed along with the troops, knowing that the turn of conflict seems to be away, for now. Azketh approaches Lukaro.
"Don't make hasty move for now. It's better to avoid conflict when we can," Azketh comments. Lukaro stops gripping his sword.
"Very well. But don't blame me when they stab us like those fools do," Lukaro warns Azketh, which the latter nods.

"It's a good think to have cooperation with people to investigate the unknown," Azketh replies to the Battlewitch's question.
 
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Around the vast desert, Roswell wandered through the cold land. As the cold air freezing her body, she warmed herself up with only her arms.

"D-Damn these freaks..", she complained, "I wouldn't have getting cold if they didn't burn my clothes off."

Looking around her to kept being secured, fear starts to rise up from her as she tried to keep herself under controlled. Without any weapons nor clothing she have, she's defenseless from an army.

"I better hope that they will not find me here.", she said, "I'll hope my comrades find me first before them.."

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- Somewhere in the deep forest, Empire of Hakyiu
- May 6, 2885


After their journey through the vast desert, they found themselves a forest lies in front of them. They've moved into the forest, seeing no civilization yet, only woods and water. They decided to take a break from their journey for now.

After setting their camp for the temporary night, Metal is taking a rest, leaning on the stump, while Emeraldia is only staring at the campfire, unsure of what to do.

"Metal?", she called.

"Yes?", he responded.

"Are we going back to our home?", she innocently asked.

"...", his only response before coming up with an another one, "I hope so. If this world has anything I need to warp ourselves back home, then yes."

"Okay..", she quietly responded, looking back to the campfire.
 
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@Daffa the Mage + @Edge45

Affadro takes a seat as asked.
"Yes, I am Affadro. Affadro Magika, current messenger of the emperor. If you wonder what my plans or what deals with the Obsidian Phantoms have, it's none of the important business actually, nor if it matters. I only do as ordered, and all of this is part of his order," Affadro replies to the barrage of question in a single answer. (......)

"......" Deroc suddenly eftminded something. This Affadro seemed really, really familiar for Deroc. Also this guy seemed evasive. The way and the tone he spoke reminded him a lot of something he must had seen before...

"Wait, who is this emperor you spoke of?" Deroc asked.

Meanwhile Deroc was thinking of ways to distract Affadro away into somewhere else. If they do indeed get to meet next time, he would sent a copy of himself to entertain him, while the rest would go for a secured meeting elsewhere.


***

Affadro looked at Wong Tsih-kuo and sense the stench of dark magic.
"Foul magic," he whispers calmly. Affadro thinks for a second, and consider that if he attacks early, it will escalate the tension. He needs to find a good moment to strike down this man, as the dark stench is something that he, as a Battle Art master, aware of. A stench of possessive related magic. A very dangerous type.

"His time in the dungeon must have ended up really badly..." Deroc commented.

Suddenly!

"Binding Art 66 : Six Rods of Light!"
latest

Wong Tsih-Kuo suddenly attacked from six direction with light rods, locking his movement. The lock energy is very great that a sheer force is (suppose to) not possible to break it (but for obvious thing, counter magic and magical techniques can). Affadro is surprised to see such an attack, but he cannot find who's attacking Wong Tsih-kuo.

"Aaaaaaaaaaahhh!!! Urrrrraaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh!!!"

The shadows around Tsih-kuo were being blazed alight by the six light rods, toasting the poor boy in a living firestorm of dark and light.
"N-never..."

But eventually, the shadows only grew tougher and stronger. The light rods were later melted by the sheer shadows.
After the light rods were out, the shadows mostly faded leaving a really fatigued Tsih-kuo on their wake.

"Bend Light, no, Thread of Invisibis," he muttered, as he can feel a stench of invisible force that bends things near them, hiding the said person presence.

A surge of hot wind was unleashed toward the invisible force, most likely exposing the invisible force.

"Oh, what? Who's this?" Deroc asked. “Fuck this shit! Show yourself!"


After a short moment, Tsih-kuo was nowhere to be seen any more...


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@Daffa the Mage

"It's a good think to have cooperation with people to investigate the unknown," Azketh replies to the Battlewitch's question.

"Sure, of course." the Battlewitch responded, "When will we begin? And how would we best share our recon?"

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@bear_369

Several squads and swarms of Obsidians were indeed patrolling in the vast desert. It did not take long for the Obsidians to notice Roswell wandering alone, especially with the Kuomintang Sun still glowing brightly on her forehead.

And thus, the Obsidians charged toward Roswell. Strong stonemen and darkhumans came from many directions firing shadowbolts and bullets with their guns. Moments later, several hungry, horny Shadowbeasts with spiky spines and toasting shadows would hop at Roswell eagering to tear and bite her flesh.

Unfortunately, Roswell couldn't make use of her wind magiks for now, and the Kuomintang Sun began to release surges of heat putting Roswell into discomfort.

Three nearby big dragons were also drawn into the battle...


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@bear_369

While strolling in the dark woods, a huge Shadow Golem stumbled upon the camp of Metal and Emeraldia. As the big Shadow Golem showed up, many lesser earth golems, gunners, ghosts and hounds emerged behind the big Shadow Golem too.

A dark voice out of nowhere spoke, "Robotic outlanders! Identify yourselves!"
 
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"Yes indeed," Moritz spoke to the crow before turning his head to face Berthold, "This guy -- Tschan Berthold von Lenggong -- Berthold in short -- knows better about the recent events than I do though. I stayed here fighting with the Obsidians for over many yearhundreds. While this guy just came from this world of Terra not long ago, and he's a young Mystic himself living for over 200 years his whole life there."

"But I have my tale about how we Freivitals, once a huge part of the then Revital Front, ended up here fighting the Obsidians for many yearhundreds."

"Yeah," Deroc recalled with a big grin, "I still eftmind the good old times we had, flipping cars to the skies and then send them crashing onto our foes."

"We began as four groups of folk in Malaysia united to fight for revival there. Yes, it was back when we used to fight alongside the Obsidians. Namely, the Freikorps, the Ghee Hin Kongsi, the Kuomintang, and the Obsidian Kongsi." Moritz explained, "We managed to revive the Malayan Peninsula and declared ourselves a Duchy."

"That time when I used to tutor and nurture Kee Wah..." the Cakemaster added, then sighed "it's very saddening to see him succumbing before the Dragonbitch. He ended up betraying us all, all because of his blind love to the Dragonbitch."

"Well, Kee Wah also used to be a relative to a good homie of ours." the Cakemaster further said, "Kee Wah is the younger brother to Kee Keong -- a great homie of ours who was really passionate and dedicated."


"Yeah, it's really sad if you think of it." Moritz shedded some tears as he replied.

"However, yeah," Moritz continued, "not long after a few years of peace, the Obsidians began to make all sorts of problems for us. Eventually, these Obsidian troublemakers took it too far and we could take it no longer. Thus, we went to war against each other -- a war, that in many ways, still go on today here."

“Well, as we fight the Obsidians back, the fascists and the commies barged in halfway and joined the fray.” Deroc continued, "Thus began the Third Malaysian War. We were greatly aided by our generous allies, the German Empire and the Kuomintang China. After many years of hardships, we were near to victory. All commies have been either enlightened or eradicated, while the fascists were pushed back to Borneo. Only one final obstacle stood in our way. The Obsidian remnants in the wild forests of Perak."

"We then encircled the remaining Obsidian pockets near Taiping. A heartbreaking drama broke out between the two brothers -- our Lam Kee Keong and their Lam Kee Wah, leading up to a great battle. A great battle lasting for many tiring hours. Lam Kee Keong and I myself personally led our forces as we clash with the Obsidians."


"In the middle of the fight," Moritz sobbed, "Our great hero Kee Keong has fallen." Then Moritz angrily yelled, "But the Dragonbitch and her cronies fled away to this dark world! And grew themselves a big empire while we Revitals continue to suffer! And Kee Wah is such a traitor!"

Deroc got up and tried to get Moritz down, "Hey, calm down, Moritz!"
"Ugh..." Moritz sighed, "Y-yes... Chieftain."
"Good."

"Many folk from all sides, especially the civilians, laid dead after years of violent fighting. With the death of Kee Keong, his wife -- Chiu Nan-wu -- succeeded him as the next Duke. And she put me in charge to manage her Duchy, as she was busy ruling Cantonia."


"Our story did not end here." a calmed down Moritz continued, "While we were busy cleaning up the mess, the Holy Huaxian Empire, plunged deeply into hysteria, had risen as a huge superpower, led by a corrupt sect of the Kuomintang. The so-called Holy Kuomintang. Many crazy crusades were launched all across Asia, the lands of Cantonia and Malaysia being two of their most craved preys."

"At the same time, the Nazis in Europe and the Soviets in Russia were on the rise. Things were not too good in the Americas, as corrupt banksters and politicians emerged in power too." Deroc clarified, "And of course, the Holy Kuomintang launched their second crusade against us Revitals, charging their way towards Cantonia and Malaysia."

"Due to the emerging threats, we Revitals across Terra banded together under the banner of Revitaebund." Deroc continued, "The top societies consisted of the German Revival Society, the Sisterhood of Wadjet, the Free Kuomintang, the MURS and the Ghee Hin Kongsi. And these top societies were represented by Moritz, Apitus, Tsih-kuo, Nan-wu and I myself, respectively."

"But one day, this Chiu Nan-wu cowardly surrendered herself and Cantonia to the Holy Kuomintang. The rest of us, along with many Chinese rebels, were deeply shocked and enraged. This very moment began our crazy adventures running back and forth between the Terran continents. I was made the Chieftain, a Chieftain who led a massive horde of many ragtag bunches of misfits. A horde of German warriors, Egyptian cultists, Chinese triads, Malay partisans and Black fighters brought together under my guidance. Later on, we would even get Italian mafias, living cakes and even DRAGONS within our ranks! As the chieftain of such an awesome horde, I led the Revitals all the way from defending Malaya down to the very final showdown in Africa. Woo, that was really cool and awesome indeed. Not even ruling my cake empire could be that awesome."

"And I did something really great on a special day, that forever changed the world in many ways. The twenty-first day of December, in the year 101 of Anno Revitae, or 2012 of Anno Domini. This was the final showdown between us Revitals and the rest of the world. All the Nazis, Soviets, Holy Huaxians and Allies set aside their differences and banded together against us. Vastly outnumbered and overwhelmed, I had to resort to a great spell. A great spell that broke open hundreds of thousands of rifts in the skies. But the massive energies were too much for Terra to handle, so the great continents shattered as the earth trembled and the water danced crazily."

"Amongst the chaos, I was sent to this world of Vestroya along with some of my followers. And then you probably know roughly what happened afterwards, I climbed my way up as the Second Cakemaster and fought many wars there. I believe we can talk more about my new life there on another day. I've talked too much about my story, hehe."


"Ahh, yes, while Tsih-kuo and I were sent to this dark world of Alastorn along with many followers too." Moritz added, "We immediately met her growing Obsidian Empire afterward, but we managed to stand our grounds and settled in the northern snowlands. We would later then be known as the Freivitals, the free heirs and essences to our Revital legacy back on Terra."

"Quite a tale, If I may say so." Said the crow, who listened and enjoyed the story, and keeping it remembered.

As soon as the crow spoke of the special world, Deroc's shining eyes opened wide and big while his heart beating with passion.

"Wait, you mean, Vestroya?" the Cakemaster asked with huge interest. "But which stupid barriers are stopping you from leaving this world, Edgycrow?

"The will of the original that he left me with, to remain here until his return. But for the many years, I have began to doubt he may ever come back. I may be able to speak freely against him, but I can never defy what he has left me with, I am a part of him for a reason." Sigh the crow.

And what is this special spot you meant, Edgycrow?"

"Some questions are not needed to be answered lad." Said the crow. "Besides, only sands and ashes are left of that place."

+ @Daffa the Mage

The scene with Tsih-kuo on a firestorm caused such lights to glow that Edge disappeared from sight suddenly and causing space to distort in a blink of an eye.
 
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"Uhh, with practice you can improve for sure. I see a lot of talents flowing in you." she commented, "But your accuracy is a problem. You should hit as perfectly as you can, since we have troops fighting the enemy up close, and you could end up hitting them." Cadusa seemed to be worried somehow. But she still showed a smirk of amusement seeing the wooden stake suddenly engulfing in fire.


"If I use my quick step ability I can disappear behind all the enemies and slit their throats before they know it"

When Ataxia told her she would only scavenger her own victims, Cadusa began to smile better. "Great! And you're growing smarter and smarter every day!"
After patting Ataxia's head, she then gave some candies to Ataxia.

*MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH* "The city is getting boring, can we join the war? I want to start killing again"
 
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"The will of the original that he left me with, to remain here until his return. But for the many years, I have began to doubt he may ever come back. I may be able to speak freely against him, but I can never defy what he has left me with, I am a part of him for a reason." Sigh the crow.

"Hmm..." the Cakemaster said, "Don't you have some sort of reality twisting magiks? I recall Egilian can freely hop between worlds? Oh, wait... you could get your reality twisting magiks fucked up if you try to escape. Brilliant Egilian indeed."

"Wait, you're a crimson creation of Edge right? That means you can sense his presence no matter where he is, no?"
"Oh wait... I have a gut feeling. Something bad must have happened to Edge the Egilian. Well, don't tell me... he is imprisoned in a funny dungeon somewhere here like me just now... or even worse... get killed somehow."

"But wait, I thought Edge always regenerates like crazy? Like it takes only seconds to recover from many thousands of cuts and bullets! And he won't feel any pain! And he would return every time after being killed, forever and ever? So he must be imprisoned, I think." Deroc reasoned.


Moritz and Berthold were befuddled but much more amused by Deroc's description of Edge and his wonderful abilities.

"Wait, even the most powerful of heroes couldn't be that powerful..." Berthold commented, "Is this Edge of yours some sort of demigod?"

"And back in the far olden days," Moritz added, "We even nearly made the Dragonbitch, the Dragonbitch who could grow vastly and shrink immensely at will, and who has the greatest powers over darkness and earth, nearly dying back then! This Edge of yours must be someone great!"

Moritz and Berthold then stared at Edgycrow with their eyes shining greatly in amazement. "Who is this master of yours, Edgycrow, if I'm right? This Edge the Egilian sounds really wonderful!" Moritz asked.


===============

The scene with Tsih-kuo on a firestorm caused such lights to glow that Edge disappeared from sight suddenly and causing space to distort in a blink of an eye.

"Huh?" the rather fat but muscular Moritz reacted, "Wait, this reminds me of something..."
"And the warpstones and these Chrono guns I've collected..."
"Ahh, Chronotech!"

"Aha!" the Cakemaster cheered, "Chronomancy! With that, we can take our forces to anywhere in this dark world! Finally a great way to punish these Obsidians!"

"Yes!" the young Malaysian king cheered, "We should begin research on Chronomancy as soon as possible! And train some of our finest battlemages in the way of Chronomancy!"


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@TheLordOfChaos201

*MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH* "The city is getting boring, can we join the war? I want to start killing again"

After consulting Deroc, Cadusa agreed to bring Ataxia to a guerrilla campaign against the Obsidians with the company of some other Pahlawans and also a couple of Deroc's lesser copies.
 
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Several squads and swarms of Obsidians were indeed patrolling in the vast desert. It did not take long for the Obsidians to notice Roswell wandering alone, especially with the Kuomintang Sun still glowing brightly on her forehead.

And thus, the Obsidians charged toward Roswell. Strong stonemen and darkhumans came from many directions firing shadowbolts and bullets with their guns. Moments later, several hungry, horny Shadowbeasts with spiky spines and toasting shadows would hop at Roswell eagering to tear and bite her flesh.
Seeing the hostile units going after her, she immediately ran away from them. Without any weapons to fight with, she has no choice but to flee.

"Goddamnit!", she cursed, as sweat cover her body, "I thought I've lost them from the prison!"

And yes, she did dodged the bullets from the enemies but this only cause her to get more tired from both running and dodging, sweating around her body.

Unfortunately, Roswell couldn't make use of her wind magiks for now, and the Kuomintang Sun began to release surges of heat putting Roswell into discomfort.

Feeling the surges of painful heat in her forehead, she gasped in pain as the Kuomintang Sun continues to stress her out. Panting for air from both running, dodging, and comforting her pain, this puts her into her disadvantage.

"Why did I even trust him to put this fuckin' tattoo at my head?!", she furiously argued to herself.

Realizing that it can able to telepathically communicate Deroc, she has no other choice but to do it since her comrades wouldn't be aware of her current situation. Closing her eyes while running blindly, she starts to think hard to telepathically communicate Deroc.

"I know it's strange for me to call help from your ass, but PLEASE HELP ME!", she desperately exclaimed.

===

While strolling in the dark woods, a huge Shadow Golem stumbled upon the camp of Metal and Emeraldia. As the big Shadow Golem showed up, many lesser earth golems, gunners, ghosts and hounds emerged behind the big Shadow Golem too.

A dark voice out of nowhere spoke, "Robotic outlanders! Identify yourselves!"

When the golem revealed itself to them, Emeraldia let out a cute squeak in surprise, ran to hide behind Metal. When more of the baddies appear behind the golem, she became more afraid and scared.

"M-M-Metal... I'm scared..", she quietly whispered, anxious from the Obsidians.

"Do not be worry, Emma. I'll handle this.", Metal softly spoke, patting her head to comfort her.

As he turned his head to the golem, he made his response and preventing it from turning this situation into a bloody violence.

"Pardon for your disturbance. Me and my friend will be having a temporary break for the night. We'll be not staying here for long as the new dawn rise, we will not be here so please. I'm not interesting in turning this into a disaster so please give us a chance to stay for the night.", he responded carefully.
 
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"Hmm..." the Cakemaster said, "Don't you have some sort of reality twisting magiks? I recall Egilian can freely hop between worlds? Oh, wait... you could get your reality twisting magiks fucked up if you try to escape. Brilliant Egilian indeed."

"Wait, you're a crimson creation of Edge right? That means you can sense his presence no matter where he is, no?"
"Oh wait... I have a gut feeling. Something bad must have happened to Edge the Egilian. Well, don't tell me... he is imprisoned in a funny dungeon somewhere here like me just now... or even worse... get killed somehow."

"But wait, I thought Edge always regenerates like crazy? Like it takes only seconds to recover from many thousands of cuts and bullets! And he won't feel any pain! And he would return every time after being killed, forever and ever? So he must be imprisoned, I think." Deroc reasoned.


Moritz and Berthold were befuddled but much more amused by Deroc's description of Edge and his wonderful abilities.

"Wait, even the most powerful of heroes couldn't be that powerful..." Berthold commented, "Is this Edge of yours some sort of demigod?"

"And back in the far olden days," Moritz added, "We even nearly made the Dragonbitch, the Dragonbitch who could grow vastly and shrink immensely at will, and who has the greatest powers over darkness and earth, nearly dying back then! This Edge of yours must be someone great!"

Moritz and Berthold then stared at Edgycrow with their eyes shining greatly in amazement. "Who is this master of yours, Edgycrow, if I'm right? This Edge the Egilian sounds really wonderful!" Moritz asked.

"All those great things are just false fragments of what he really is. Someone of his caliber can be considered a god, but in actual he is nothing more than a crazed idealist that wanders worlds to compensate his suffering from his endless life. Long ago, when there is creation, there is something that ends them. These kind of anomalies are the creatures called Devourers, as named, they devour worlds and are eternally bound to this rule without death stopping them. Times changes however, these creatures dwindled and scattered, and eventually took form of mortals or parasites living inside one's life. My masters' Edge and Crimson are two splits of one Devourer, that entitles the Blood Moon, signifying the end of a world in bathed red blood. Instead of destroying worlds, they no longer followed those rule and started living, finding pleasure and fun all around that can satisfy them, and that's what makes them dangerous."
 
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Seeing the hostile units going after her, she immediately ran away from them. Without any weapons to fight with, she has no choice but to flee.

"Goddamnit!", she cursed, as sweat cover her body, "I thought I've lost them from the prison!"

"Hah, you have nowhere to run, little bitch!" Mererinda's voice taunted from the dark skies.

And more hungry and horny Obsidians were rushing for Roswell.


And yes, she did dodged the bullets from the enemies but this only cause her to get more tired from both running and dodging, sweating around her body.

"Do you think you can really run away, little girl?" Mererinda then finished her mockery with a wicked burst of laughter.

Feeling the surges of painful heat in her forehead, she gasped in pain as the Kuomintang Sun continues to stress her out. Panting for air from both running, dodging, and comforting her pain, this puts her into her disadvantage.

"Why did I even trust him to put this fuckin' tattoo at my head?!", she furiously argued to herself.

"Why did you not listen to me before, oh little cute Roswell?" Deroc's voice suddenly spoke from the Kuomintang Sun. "I know you're in deep shit, and now I am coming for you! But promise me, do not surrender yourself to the Soviets ever again!"

Realizing that it can able to telepathically communicate Deroc, she has no other choice but to do it since her comrades wouldn't be aware of her current situation. Closing her eyes while running blindly, she starts to think hard to telepathically communicate Deroc.

"I know it's strange for me to call help from your ass, but PLEASE HELP ME!", she desperately exclaimed.

<On my way! Hold on!>

Suddenly, a surge of soothing energies fueled Roswell, injecting some vigor into her while dispelling the great fatigue of hers. A surge of moderate wind was blowing around Roswell again. Though she could run speedily with the wind. Something was stopping her from running as fast as Blitz.

<Use your powers and distract those Obsidians!> Deroc instructed.


The hordes of Obsidians were getting closer and closer to Roswell...

<I'm getting closer, and now I'm unleashing a big spell!>
<Roswell, take cover and run to my direction!>

Roswell had her speed greatly boosted by the wind suddenly. In addition, another surge of essences empowered Roswell too.


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@bear_369

When the golem revealed itself to them, Emeraldia let out a cute squeak in surprise, ran to hide behind Metal. When more of the baddies appear behind the golem, she became more afraid and scared.

"M-M-Metal... I'm scared..", she quietly whispered, anxious from the Obsidians.

"Do not be worry, Emma. I'll handle this.", Metal softly spoke, patting her head to comfort her.

"How sweet, how romantic~~" a dark voice commented from the shadows.

As he turned his head to the golem, he made his response and preventing it from turning this situation into a bloody violence.

"Pardon for your disturbance. Me and my friend will be having a temporary break for the night. We'll be not staying here for long as the new dawn rise, we will not be here so please. I'm not interesting in turning this into a disaster so please give us a chance to stay for the night.", he responded carefully.

"Hmm..."
"Who are you? It's unusual for cyborgs to be here. Are you sure you're not the Otherworldly Soviets? Are you sure you're not creations of the pathetic northerners? Are you sure you are just some travelers?" the dark voice questioned in wariness.

The watchful Obsidians got a bit closer surrounding the two cyborgs.

"And you haven't identify yourselves yet. Now, tell me what is your business here."


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@Edge45

"All those great things are just false fragments of what he really is. Someone of his caliber can be considered a god, but in actual he is nothing more than a crazed idealist that wanders worlds to compensate his suffering from his endless life. Long ago, when there is creation, there is something that ends them. These kind of anomalies are the creatures called Devourers, as named, they devour worlds and are eternally bound to this rule without death stopping them. Times changes however, these creatures dwindled and scattered, and eventually took form of mortals or parasites living inside one's life. My masters' Edge and Crimson are two splits of one Devourer, that entitles the Blood Moon, signifying the end of a world in bathed red blood. Instead of destroying worlds, they no longer followed those rule and started living, finding pleasure and fun all around that can satisfy them, and that's what makes them dangerous."

"Intriguing..."
"I recall hearing some rumors saying Egilian has made a deal with Death, which kept him safe from Crimson--"

"Ohh, fuck, something is happening elsewhere!"
"What do you mean, Chieftain?"
"It's my personal business, I'll be right back soon,"

Deroc then quickly flashed away from the Freifestung, the fortress of the Freivitals.

Moritz and Berthold then looked at Edgycrow curiously. "Hey, what's this deal of the Egilian with the Grim Reaper? And I would want to know how the Devourers managed to break their programming?"
 
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"Why did you not listen to me before, oh little cute Roswell?" Deroc's voice suddenly spoke from the Kuomintang Sun.
"I've told you many times, stop calling me cute!", Roswell responded to the Kuomintang Symbol, blushing from being called as 'cute'

"I know you're in deep shit, and now I am coming for you! But promise me, do not surrender yourself to the Soviets ever again!"
She furiously screamed from the inside after hearing Deroc's promise, but after realizing that there's no other choice, she submitted to it in humiliation.

"Fine!", she argued, "Just save me already!"

Suddenly, a surge of soothing energies fueled Roswell, injecting some vigor into her while dispelling the great fatigue of hers. A surge of moderate wind was blowing around Roswell again. Though she could run speedily with the wind. Something was stopping her from running as fast as Blitz.

<Use your powers and distract those Obsidians!> Deroc instructed.

After losing her fatigue, she was able to run very fast but not enough to outrun the Obsidians because there's something stopping her from running as fast as Blitz. Seeing the problem, she complained at Deroc through her symbol.

"What the fuck! Is this all you can give?!", she complained, "This isn't enough to lose them!"

<I'm getting closer, and now I'm unleashing a big spell!>
<Roswell, take cover and run to my direction!>

Roswell had her speed greatly boosted by the wind suddenly. In addition, another surge of essences empowered Roswell too.

She became surprised after the wind suddenly boosted her speed. After being empowered, she followed Deroc's direction, hoping it would lost the obsidians.

"Where are you running me to?", she questioned through her mind.

===

"Hmm..."
"Who are you? It's unusual for cyborgs to be here. Are you sure you're not the Otherworldly Soviets? Are you sure you're not creations of the pathetic northerners? Are you sure you are just some travelers?" the dark voice questioned in wariness.
"No."
"We were not affiliated with those you've mentioned. In fact, we have have no connection about them.", Metal calmly responded.

The watchful Obsidians got a bit closer surrounding the two cyborgs.

"And you haven't identify yourselves yet. Now, tell me what is your business here."
Seeing them going closer, she immediately sunk her head onto Metal's back, scared from their intimidating look. Metal, again, patted her head to calm her and ease her fear.

"Like I said before.", Metal said, "We only want to take a break for a night here."
"We don't want to cause trouble here so would you please let us take a break?"

"M-M-Metal..", Emeraldia weakly sobbed, hugging tightly to Metal.

"Now look what you did, whatever you group are.", Metal said to them, comforting her.
 
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"I've told you many times, stop calling me cute!", Roswell responded to the Kuomintang Symbol, blushing from being called as 'cute'

"Ohh, but you're blushing!" the Kuomintang Sun taunted, "Admit it, you, are, cute!"

She furiously screamed from the inside after hearing Deroc's promise, but after realizing that there's no other choice, she submitted to it in humiliation.

"Fine!", she argued, "Just save me already!"

"Very well." Deroc ended with a chuckle, then a mysterious surge of essences was sent running into her spines and heart. A surge of bright, soothing warm wind emerged around Roswell as she agreed. The ghost of communism within Roswell was being weakened and chased away.

After losing her fatigue, she was able to run very fast but not enough to outrun the Obsidians because there's something stopping her from running as fast as Blitz. Seeing the problem, she complained at Deroc through her symbol.

"What the fuck! Is this all you can give?!", she complained, "This isn't enough to lose them!"

<Don't worry, I'm coming!>
<Patience is virtue!>

Roswell suddenly felt Deroc's presence and could even see Deroc's persective. She could see Deroc rushing toward her position. Also, she saw herself blushing through Deroc's perspective!


She became surprised after the wind suddenly boosted her speed. After being empowered, she followed Deroc's direction, hoping it would lost the obsidians.

"Where are you running me to?", she questioned through her mind.

<To the northlands!>
<Blitz!>

Deroc and Roswell would then be dashing and flashing to the Whampoan northlands like a storm of thunderbolts.
As they arrived at the Whampoan Range, they slowed down and returned to normal speed.

"Here is the Whampoan lands in the snowy north," Deroc said with a smile, "Now you can start a new life here! There's no need to please the Soviet elites ever again! And no more shall you worry about the damn gulags!"

"Anyways, let's head for the Freifestung, where our great fortress resides. Meanwhile, you get to tour around and see our lands as we journey."

"We have prepared a chamber for you there, and aside from wandering in the wild and causing chaos, you are free to do anything you want within our lands, as long as you don't hurt our homies or spoil our secrets. Kay?"

Then Deroc led Roswell toward their destination, passing through the swampy wildernesses, the snowy countrysides, fortified military forts and prosperous urbanlands.

Finally, after an hour of touring, they have arrived standing before the great Freifestung, a huge fortress surrounded by great walls loaded with many guns and emplacements.

"This," Deroc introduced, "Is the Freifestung. Fortress of the Free."
"Now, I shall bring you in,"

Deroc then verified the passwords and the gates slid open for both of them.


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After a short walk in the great hallway, Deroc and Roswell then found themselves in the great parlor.

"Ehh, Cakemaster!" a rather fat but still muscular African man greeted, "Hey, nice girl, homie!"
"Ehehe, thanks Tarnell,"


"Ahh, Chieftain," Moritz responded, "You were away just to bring your second lady home? Nice, homie!"


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"No."
"We were not affiliated with those you've mentioned. In fact, we have have no connection about them.", Metal calmly responded.

"How so? What if you're from an underground cyborg group?" the dark voice questioned again, "There has to be a reason why cyborgs like you end up here."

"Is it a portal leak? Hmm... if so, then you can easily use your whatever tech to leave," the dark voice added.


Seeing them going closer, she immediately sunk her head onto Metal's back, scared from their intimidating look. Metal, again, patted her head to calm her and ease her fear.

"Like I said before.", Metal said, "We only want to take a break for a night here."
"We don't want to cause trouble here so would you please let us take a break?"

"M-M-Metal..", Emeraldia weakly sobbed, hugging tightly to Metal.

"Now look what you did, whatever you group are.", Metal said to them, comforting her.[/color]

"I'm sure you cyborgs were just pretending to be sentients," the dark voice taunted, "You're just a heap of metals assembled into slaves anyways. And all the emotions are there to please your masters."

"Now, open a portal and leave. If you cannot open a portal, then we will gladly do so for you. Otherwise, you will meet your demise."
 
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Deroc and Roswell would then be dashing and flashing to the Whampoan northlands like a storm of thunderbolts.
As they arrived at the Whampoan Range, they slowed down and returned to normal speed.

"Here is the Whampoan lands in the snowy north," Deroc said with a smile, "Now you can start a new life here! There's no need to please the Soviet elites ever again! And no more shall you worry about the damn gulags!"
She looked in awe, seeing the beautiful landscape covered with snow. As she wonders around, the cold air touches her skin, freezing her. After realizing she's still wearing her undergarments, she quickly covered her private clothing with her arms, blushing at Deroc.

"P-Pervert!", she complained, "Did you forgot our deal?! Where's my new clothing!?"

After this complaint, Deroc proceeds to give her a new clothing for her to wear before continuing their tour.
( You decide what clothing she's wearing )

"Anyways, let's head for the Freifestung, where our great fortress resides. Meanwhile, you get to tour around and see our lands as we journey."

"We have prepared a chamber for you there, and aside from wandering in the wild and causing chaos, you are free to do anything you want within our lands, as long as you don't hurt our homies or spoil our secrets. Kay?"

Then Deroc led Roswell toward their destination, passing through the swampy wildernesses, the snowy countrysides, fortified military forts and prosperous urbanlands.
While wandering around the environment, snowflakes falling from the sky as the trees' leaves shakes from the wind, she admitted it felt relaxing to live in a peaceful life, where no one going to disturb her to do work or other orders. She sighed in relax, letting out a warm breath to the cold air.

"I admitted it.", she said, "It does feel good to live around without taking a fuckin' orders eh.."

===

"Ehh, Cakemaster!" a rather fat but still muscular African man greeted, "Hey, nice girl, homie!"
"S-Shut up, you fat twak!", Roswell exclaimed, turning away while blushing, "I'm ain't someone's gal!"

"Ahh, Chieftain," Moritz responded, "You were away just to bring your second lady home? Nice, homie!"
She froze after hearing Moritz's response. A second lady? Who was she? And why Deroc is being a ladies' man?! She slowly turns toward Deroc and grabbed his clothing, lifting it up.

"Second lady?!", she furiously exclaimed, "Ya ain't going to use me as one of ya gals, isn't it you fucker?!"

===

"How so? What if you're from an underground cyborg group?" the dark voice questioned again, "There has to be a reason why cyborgs like you end up here."

"Is it a portal leak? Hmm... if so, then you can easily use your whatever tech to leave," the dark voice added.
"We are not from any 'cyborg group' in this world..", Metal sighed.
"Let me explain why we're here, we teleport ourselves into this world, lost."

"I'm sure you cyborgs were just pretending to be sentients," the dark voice taunted, "You're just a heap of metals assembled into slaves anyways. And all the emotions are there to please your masters."
Metal sighed after hearing their voice. They really thought he and Emeraldia was just like those dumb AI robots..

"Actually no.. We were more like the revived version of ourselves. Formerly a living being but died, then later revived as a cyborg with true intelligence."
"And not really a slave. We still have our choice of freedom to do such things we've wanted. I don't care if you see us a simple-minded bots, there's something more than you see us as."

"Now, open a portal and leave. If you cannot open a portal, then we will gladly do so for you. Otherwise, you will meet your demise."
"We don't have the capability to open ourselves a portal but we do appreciate for your effort in making portal for us."
"But however, I'm unsure whether you have the capability in creating portal to the other dimension.. And the way your mannerism and aggressiveness is, I don't trust you and your pals, especially now I have to ease her fear because of your pals scaring her."

"Now would you please be more something... friendly towards strangers and respect her shyfulness towards your benevolent looks, especially with the friends of yours? I don't have all day to keep her hidding in my back, it's just felt uncomfortable."
 
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To sum it up,

  • Deroc asked which emperor did Affadro serve.

  • Was Affadro still in the Freifestung, the place where the Whampoan heroes were having a gathering? Because, well... a drama was brewing there. And the Whampoans spoke something... eye-catchy.

  • The Taiwanese asked when and how to establish a link with the Phantoms.

  • The invisible force who casted six light rods to Tsih-kuo was hit. Deroc demanded the invisible force to reveal itself.

  • More talking between Edgycrow and the Whampoan heroes.

  • Cadusa and Ataxia's talking

  • Roswell running away from Obsidians, and get rescued by her sweetie Deroc :>

  • Metal and Emeraldia, two cyborgs, had their portals went wrong and found themselves in Alastorn.

  • Roswell was convinced to flee the Soviets. She was brought to the Whampoan northlands.

  • Metal and Emeraldia got confronted by Obsidian patrols.

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"Okay, but first we will need to go somewhere. Come with me!" Cadusa said,

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She looked in awe, seeing the beautiful landscape covered with snow. As she wonders around, the cold air touches her skin, freezing her. After realizing she's still wearing her undergarments, she quickly covered her private clothing with her arms, blushing at Deroc.

"P-Pervert!", she complained, "Did you forgot our deal?! Where's my new clothing!?"

Deroc had always been stealing many glances at Roswell's exposed body as they journey through the snowlands.

Upon her realization, Deroc chuckled in amusement. "Ohh, oki doki! I'll get you a new clothing, doki!"


After this complaint, Deroc proceeds to give her a new clothing for her to wear before continuing their tour.
( You decide what clothing she's wearing )

Deroc gave her a soothing, warm purple magikal jacket and also a pink skirt imprinted with cute stuffs.

Deroc chuckled upon seeing Roswell wearing a cute clothing. "I think it fits you really well? It must be more than oki doki!"


While wandering around the environment, snowflakes falling from the sky as the trees' leaves shakes from the wind, she admitted it felt relaxing to live in a peaceful life, where no one going to disturb her to do work or other orders. She sighed in relax, letting out a warm breath to the cold air.

"I admitted it.", she said, "It does feel good to live around without taking a fuckin' orders eh.."

Deroc showed a big happy smile after seeing Roswell enjoying herself and hearing her admitting the truth.

"Ahh, enjoying yourself? Great!"

"See?" Deroc responded with a cheerful tone, "It feels good to be free! No longer shall you worry about being sent to gulags or spammed by mountains of orders!"

"And here, you are free to start your new life and taste the breath of freedom!"


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+ @Daffa the Mage

"S-Shut up, you fat twak!", Roswell exclaimed, turning away while blushing, "I'm ain't someone's gal!"

"Ohhh!" Tarnell taunted again, pointing at Roswell while looking at her with a lenny face.

"Ohh, if so, then why Deroc left us all his homies, all only to save a little girl? And why are you blushing, cutie? Ohh, both of you must love each other that hard, that's why!" Tarnell exclaimed, "Kiss Kiss Fall in Love!"


She froze after hearing Moritz's response. A second lady? Who was she? And why Deroc is being a ladies' man?! She slowly turns toward Deroc and grabbed his clothing, lifting it up.

Deroc did not run away from Roswell, finding the tension somewhat amusing and arousing for him.

"H-hey..." Deroc spoke while looking at Roswell's eyes.


"Second lady?!", she furiously exclaimed, "Ya ain't going to use me as one of ya gals, isn't it you fucker?!"

"N-n-no, no, no!" Deroc screamed, while all his other homies laughed, "I-I only want you to leave the Soviets and start a new life! Though I do have feelings for you, but mainly I saved you for your greater good!"

+ @TheLordOfChaos201
Cadusa brought Ataxia to the lounge, at the very time Roswell asked furiously about the second lady issue.

"Hmm..."
"Deroc, you're ssso naughty..." Cadusa shot him a horny look, "Brought a second lass, eh, ese?"


"Oh, ja, mein Frau!" Moritz shouted happily, "Yes, Deroc is bringing a second girl! Soon we will see a huge harem here!"

"Shut the fuck up, fatty." Deroc snarled, "I was only bringing her to a safe shelter here, maybe for a short time. Maybe I can give her a house, but then this girl will be lonely--"

"Owwwww~~"
"Looksss like someone needs some love!" Cadusa taunted Deroc in a dark, naughty tone. "Ohh, so your days in the dungeon must be loveless and alone, no? And why would you not just give her a house? You want to flirt with this girl?"

"Don't worry, my Cakey! If you need more love," she said, "Then me and my snakes will surely entertain you!"


Deroc stood still like a frozen statue in a moment of deathly silence, while blushing like a hot red oven.

"I. Don't. Know. But. I. Love. You. And. May-be. Ros-Well. Too."


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@bear_369

"We are not from any 'cyborg group' in this world..", Metal sighed.
"Let me explain why we're here, we teleport ourselves into this world, lost."

"If so, are your devices still working? I assume your devices are broken by now, that or you have an agenda. Or maybe you're here for the riches." the dark feminine voice spoke, "Don't worry, we can break open a rift for you to leave this dark world. And also, this dark world is really dangerous for cyborgs. You have no idea what lies in this dark world."

Metal sighed after hearing their voice. They really thought he and Emeraldia was just like those dumb AI robots..

"Actually no.. We were more like the revived version of ourselves. Formerly a living being but died, then later revived as a cyborg with true intelligence."
"And not really a slave. We still have our choice of freedom to do such things we've wanted. I don't care if you see us a simple-minded bots, there's something more than you see us as."

"Hmm, but cyborgs can be rigged, you know. You will never know. Neither do we."

"We don't have the capability to open ourselves a portal but we do appreciate for your effort in making portal for us."
"But however, I'm unsure whether you have the capability in creating portal to the other dimension.. And the way your mannerism and aggressiveness is, I don't trust you and your pals, especially now I have to ease her fear because of your pals scaring her."

"Neither do we really trust you either, robots." the dark voice coldly replied.
"That's called aggressive? If we were aggressive, we would've shot you at first sight, cyborgs!

"The dark world is far dangerous than you think so, cyborgs. Better leave here before you are dead."
"And yes, we can open up portals from some guns alone."

A few fancy suited legionnaires approached the area. One of them fired a rift glowing brightly in white, large enough for Metal and Emeraldia to leave, but not too big to expose what's within.

"Now, it's time for you to leave. Or else we will help you in, but in a funny way."


"Now would you please be more something... friendly towards strangers and respect her shyfulness towards your benevolent looks, especially with the friends of yours? I don't have all day to keep her hidding in my back, it's just felt uncomfortable."[/color]

"So? The Dragonqueen owns this world anyways. And tell your girl to fix her shyness, you're all cyborgs anyways so that should be easy!"
"Also, we were already very, very friendly to weird robotic strangers like you."

"Fine, now, leave this place and never return." the Obsidians shot the robots a look then turned to point at the rift.
 
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Deroc gave her a soothing, warm purple magikal jacket and also a pink skirt imprinted with cute stuffs.

Deroc chuckled upon seeing Roswell wearing a cute clothing. "I think it fits you really well? It must be more than oki doki!"
Looking herself with her new clothing through the frozen lake, she felt comfy with her jacket but embarrassed about her cutely-designed skirt, blushing. She stared at Deroc for awhile before responding.

"T-T-This isn't what I want..", she quietly said, embarrassed, "B-But it's good enough.."

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Waiting for @TheLordOfChaos201 and @Daffa the Mage to respond our RP unless being inactive for too long

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A few fancy suited legionnaires approached the area. One of them fired a rift glowing brightly in white, large enough for Metal and Emeraldia to leave, but not too big to expose what's within.

"Now, it's time for you to leave. Or else we will help you in, but in a funny way."
"Well... Guess it's time.", Metal sighed, "Come on, Emma. We're leaving."

Metal stood up as he starts to pack up his things. Emeraldia also stood up from the ground and stayed close to Metal, at least making her safe from the obsidians. Looking at the portal, Emeraldia asked Metal before proceeding to enter.

"Metal?", she called, "Is it really safe to go there?"

After hearing her question, Metal did became suspicious towards them. They never even told where this portal will lead to. Putting himself aware from their actions, he responded to her.

"I don't know.. But you shouldn't be worried about me.", Metal answered, "Stay close to me while we're entering the portal."

"O-Okay..", she responded, grabbing Metal's hand with both of her hands.

They've entered the portal, being blinded from the portal brightness before they've regained their sight. They wondered where they are now..
 
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@Daffa the Mage + @Edge45



"......" Deroc suddenly eftminded something. This Affadro seemed really, really familiar for Deroc. Also this guy seemed evasive. The way and the tone he spoke reminded him a lot of something he must had seen before...

"Wait, who is this emperor you spoke of?" Deroc asked.

Meanwhile Deroc was thinking of ways to distract Affadro away into somewhere else. If they do indeed get to meet next time, he would sent a copy of himself to entertain him, while the rest would go for a secured meeting elsewhere.


***



"His time in the dungeon must have ended up really badly..." Deroc commented.

Suddenly!



"Aaaaaaaaaaahhh!!! Urrrrraaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh!!!"

The shadows around Tsih-kuo were being blazed alight by the six light rods, toasting the poor boy in a living firestorm of dark and light.
"N-never..."

But eventually, the shadows only grew tougher and stronger. The light rods were later melted by the sheer shadows.
After the light rods were out, the shadows mostly faded leaving a really fatigued Tsih-kuo on their wake.



A surge of hot wind was unleashed toward the invisible force, most likely exposing the invisible force.

"Oh, what? Who's this?" Deroc asked. “Fuck this shit! Show yourself!"


After a short moment, Tsih-kuo was nowhere to be seen any more...


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@Daffa the Mage



"Sure, of course." the Battlewitch responded, "When will we begin? And how would we best share our recon?"

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@bear_369

Several squads and swarms of Obsidians were indeed patrolling in the vast desert. It did not take long for the Obsidians to notice Roswell wandering alone, especially with the Kuomintang Sun still glowing brightly on her forehead.

And thus, the Obsidians charged toward Roswell. Strong stonemen and darkhumans came from many directions firing shadowbolts and bullets with their guns. Moments later, several hungry, horny Shadowbeasts with spiky spines and toasting shadows would hop at Roswell eagering to tear and bite her flesh.

Unfortunately, Roswell couldn't make use of her wind magiks for now, and the Kuomintang Sun began to release surges of heat putting Roswell into discomfort.

Three nearby big dragons were also drawn into the battle...


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@bear_369

While strolling in the dark woods, a huge Shadow Golem stumbled upon the camp of Metal and Emeraldia. As the big Shadow Golem showed up, many lesser earth golems, gunners, ghosts and hounds emerged behind the big Shadow Golem too.

A dark voice out of nowhere spoke, "Robotic outlanders! Identify yourselves!"
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+ @Daffa the Mage

"Ohhh!" Tarnell taunted again, pointing at Roswell while looking at her with a lenny face.

"Ohh, if so, then why Deroc left us all his homies, all only to save a little girl? And why are you blushing, cutie? Ohh, both of you must love each other that hard, that's why!" Tarnell exclaimed, "Kiss Kiss Fall in Love!"


Deroc did not run away from Roswell, finding the tension somewhat amusing and arousing for him.

"H-hey..." Deroc spoke while looking at Roswell's eyes.


"N-n-no, no, no!" Deroc screamed, while all his other homies laughed, "I-I only want you to leave the Soviets and start a new life! Though I do have feelings for you, but mainly I saved you for your greater good!"
 
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Looking herself with her new clothing through the frozen lake, she felt comfy with her jacket but embarrassed about her cutely-designed skirt, blushing. She stared at Deroc for awhile before responding.

"T-T-This isn't what I want..", she quietly said, embarrassed, "B-But it's good enough.."

"At least it's better than being naked, no?" Deroc chuckled mockingly, "Or, would you rather, take off your clothes and let me see most of your body exposed?"

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@Leo Akastenix + @bear_369

@Leo Akastenix + @bear_369!!!

(THE OBSIDIANS HAVE USED THEIR WARP TECH TO SEND THE CYBORGS INTO THE WARP-VOID!!!)
(Now, where are the Lumerians and Shadowridges???)

They've entered the portal, being blinded from the portal brightness before they've regained their sight. They wondered where they are now..

"Great!"

*the two cyborgs would find themselves trapped hovering in the great vast vacuum of whiteness*
*however, the two cyborgs could fly at will, and would have no problems surviving there for a longer time since they don't need to breathe*


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@Edge45 + @Daffa the Mage

"Emperor Haltwatch, his name might be familiar to you," Affadro replies. Affadro follows the party.

"Wait, really?" Deroc was shocked for awhile, then quickly returned to his usual calmness. "I thought this Emperor Haltwatch is gone long ago? oh no is dunkelheit's kane! nerf plz"

"Is this a relative of his?" the Cakemaster added.

"Haltwatch... I remember I've heard his name somewhere." Berthold commented, "One of the guys in Vestroyan history was called Haltwatch. Emperor of the NullMagic. Fought but lost against all the other Vestroyans."

"Really?" once again the Cakemaster was flabbergasted. "No... this cannot be..."

The rod user was revealed to be Xarius Faralio, a phantom.
"Xarius," Affadro denotes.

"Hmm... nice to meet you, Xarius." Deroc simply greeted.
"But you are not supposed to just barge in. That's rude."


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@Daffa the Mage

"How about at our camp?" Hana asks them.

"Maybe we can have it both ways. Both in our base and in your camp. That way we can always keep contact with each other." the Battlewitch suggested.

*if there are no problems, then the Taiwanese would establish their consulate at the Phantom camp*
*if the Phantom camp means the main Phantom base in the far east Obsidian lands, then something will happen*
 
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