Sanctuary IC

[Tewi_Inaba]

(Wonder. Make your posts longer and Make it clear who is speaking.

"You. Please watch where you're going. You could've broken the suit."

"You were in the way. Plus, why do you have that in a place like this? Is it to hide your ugly face?"

I nearly confused that for you talking the whole time.)
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(6:50 am) Land of Sinders and Ashes:

The small village where the pyromantic shrine once hailed had beed somewhat in ruins. Many houses had burn down or bean torn apart by the fighting, crops had been trampled and around the village were people, bruised, battered and brokenhearted at the sad state of the world. On the upside the zombie infestation had been pushed back and the threat slain by the fire maiden. All around the village the zombie got many strange looks but for the most part no one paid him any mind, apart from the children who ran into him. At the steps of the shrine of fire a young woman had knelled and seemed to be preying.

[Kristia]

Tempus

The hooded woman kept blocking the gap as the undead were coming, swords clashing close to her as the undead were trying to corner her. Changing her shield for an ice dagger, she could make quick stabs on the targets close to her while evading with her heightened reflexes the oncoming blows of the soldiers

("Come on.. hold it until some back up appears, I hope") she thought while slashing an undeadīs torso with her steel sword. The hooded woman suddenly saw a sword slashing horizontally to behead her, she barely ducked from the attack as it managed to cut her hood revealing her face.

She had a fox-like face with black and white fur, her eyes were purple and had a shoulder length hair.

["That was a bit too close for my pleasure, now Iīll have to fix what you guys rip" she said impaling her sword to the undead who almost beheaded her and pulling it out quickly to evade another slash

Forming her ice dagger at one hand and her steel sword in the other, the black vixen kept fighting the undead

[Cucoo5]

Tempus - 6:50

Aetheron looked over the castle gates, about to be overrun by undead. Suddenly the young man who he just saved came rushing into the fray with reinforcements.
A deep sigh of relief escaped his lungs. "Bravery, fool-hardy bravery!" He smiled lightly. "Fate is in your favor this day. Enjoy it..."
Then...Aetheron adopted a more grave expression. "For the next it shall not."

[wonderweiss]

After much travel and many odd glances, Toran finally reached an area near the rice paddies that was secluded from the civilians. He looked up into the sky and sighed in relief.

"Phew, what a tiresome trip, but I managed, thanks to my masters gift."

He took off the armor and set up a lawn chair end laid down. He began feeling... Dreary.

"Yea... What a rough... Day..."

He feel asleep.



His dream, however, was all too vivid. It wasn't a dream. It was memories.

He remembered everything. He say on his masters room. She was calling like a mad-woman.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAA!!!!! So far my little Toran had been such a success!!! What if I made more? Then I would be elite, or even a queen! "

Toran sat there, admiring her beauty. "Yes, a queen. A well thought idea, master. You might even overthrow the leader."

The master kept cackling to herself. "That you are right, Toran dearest!" But then she noticed something off in Toran. "... Hey... What's with the creepy gaze, huh?"

Toran blushed. "W-whatever do you speak of, master?"

She was getting annoyed. "You're not planning on taking the title of king for yourself, are you?! Or maybe... Oh, no.. Don't tell me..."

Toran stood up and walked to his master. "What is it? What's wrong?"

She snapped at him. "Stay back! Now answer me... Did you... Become attracted to me?"

Toran blushed his face red. "Well...uh..."

She quickly backed away. "Oh, no. No, no no no no. Dammit... Well, as helpful as you were for the time being, you are but... A failure. Time to exterminate you. I guess I made you too smart for both our sakes. Be lucky. You were useful in your time, and you will serve a good base test for my next, more perfect pet."

Something snapped in Toran."But... Master..." He began slowly losing himself. "Master... I can't... Just..."

The master became worried. "you... Stay back! You're nothing but a doll, an abomination against pets! You cannot do anything to me, I'm your master!"

Toran slowly stepped towards his master, slowly losing his mental stability.

"I... I............. I WON'T ALLOW THIS FATE!!!!!!"



Everything from then on is a blur.

[S121]

Chronomancer's Tower - Gensei Woods 6:50 AM

Azeruk looked at the now pristine stone walls, carpets, and tapestries and admired his repair job. They looked good as new, as if nothing had ever happened. With that, Azeruk nodded and began his day.
Azeruk walked over to his nightstand and pulled out a piece of rolled parchment from it. As Azeruk unrolled the parchment, a single word began to slowly form on the parchment.

Train

Azeruk sighed at the single word on the parchment. "Train" was one of the only things the parchment ever said for him to do, other than "Daily Activities". Azeruk knew that this parchment was important, Chronux said it was. He said that it was incredibly important that he listened and followed what it said. Chronux said that it would lead Azeruk down a path where he would play an important role in an large scale event, but Azeruk didn't know what exactly that moment was. All he knew was that if Chronux told him, that it would ruin the whole plan and cause him to stray from his course. Azeruk rolled the parchment back up and placed it back into the nightstand. Once the parchment was in its rightful place, Azeruk walked over to his closet and donned his armor. It was a heavy suit of gold colored armor weighing in at one-hundred pounds. Every morning, Azeruk was required to don the heavy suit of armor, along with a bag full of heavy metal plates, and run around the lake next to the tower. It was a harsh, grueling training session, but it had great benefits. Chronix said that it would help him become more accustomed to the physical and mental strains of Chronomancy, allowing him to tap not only into his magic reserves, but his willpower, allowing him greater endurance and more potent magical abilities.

Once Azeruk finished adjusting the heavy armor, he then strapped a bag to his back with one-hundred pounds worth of metal ingots and plates. Azeruk grunted slightly as he shifted his body to accommodate the burden and walked out of his room.

[Cucoo5]

Tempus - 6:55

Aetheron opened the book he kept once more and flipped through the pages, running a hand over each page as he turned them.
He stopped on one page abruptly.
Midway down, written in a crimson that could only be blood, was a single word that to anyone else would be devoid of any meaning

HYPERION

"No...!"
He flipped to another page, and there the word was again.
"That's not possible...!!"
Page after page, the word was stained into the ancient pages.
"Hyperion...no...it can't be...!"
For the first time in what seemed an eternity, Aetheron felt his blood boil in pure rage.
"Hyperion.................HYPERION!!!"

[Cucoo5]

The land of Cinders and Ashes - 6:40

"BORING!"
Crash
"Is there anything worth while in this stinkin'...UGH..."
Dalia let the vase she just picked up fall out of her hand. "Worthless JUNK! How's a girl supposed to make a livin' when there's nothing but JUNK?!" She held a hand to her forehead. "Worthless, useless, pile of sh*t. A LITTLE GOLD WOULD BE NICE, YOU KNOW!" A sound behind her made Dalia turn quickly. A man had climbed through the passages to the cavern she was in. He looked (and smelled) like some grungy old thief.
The man spoke, almost like a formal businessman, "Well, well what's a fine young lady like you doing in a dingy place like this?"
"None of your business."
"Heh heh heh, you got some real fire there. I guy like me could use a woman like you. You see I happened to overhear your predicament...so I got a deal for ya. Heh heh heh."
"Is that so?" Dalia composed herself like a model about to walk down a runway. As she approached the man, she noticed the look on his face. "Ok that's it, this punk's gonna get it." She stopped just in front of the man and leaned in close. "As enticing..." she whispered, "as that sounds..."
BAM! WHUMP!
The man found himself pinned against a rock with a boot to his stomach and an armed bow gun shoved into his mouth. "You moronic bastards are all the same. I got news for you, son of a b*tch, the only "penetration" you'll be experiencing today is a crossbow bolt right through your dim-witted skull!"
When the man seemed to try to talk, Dalia merely rolled her eyes in utter disgust.
BA-THUNK
The man moved no more.
"Hmph, serves ye right." She turned away from the body and then noticed the fresh scratches on her bow gun. "Oh my poor bow-bow." She held her weapon gingerly. "What I have to put you through...don't worry, mommy's gonna fix you up later." Dalia left the cavern. Once outside she noted that the dawn finally arrived. She saw the village nearby. "Oh you're f*cking with me...right there...and I could have avoided having to sleep in that d*mn...UGH!"

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Tempus - 6:55

"HYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
A flurry of silver blades followed the battle cry. A young man wearing light battle armor ripped through the undead as though parting a sea of soldiers was mere child's play. occasional areas of frozen time appeared near the man, slowing the undead hordes just enough for him to cut a path through them. As he worked his way through the army, he caught sight of the woman in the cloak. He saw her struggling to keep up. "Well nice to see another mercenary making some profits!" He thought as he countered an undead that tried to sneak up behind him. He then hurtled through the armies towards the...Yaju? As he threw one of his sabres into one of the undead assailants of the woman, the man hesitated slightly. "What's a Yaju doing here?" By habit, the man drew his bow gun and fired off a few bolts into nearby undead as he summersaulted over to the Yaju woman. "...bah there'll be time to worry bout that later." After he landed he rolled to the undead that was skewered by his thrown sabre and drew forth the blade and used it to land an uppercut on the next unfortunate soldier. He then parried an attack to stand by the Yaju. "Need a hand?" As he said this he reacted to an undead approaching and missed slightly with his stroke, instead cutting off it's hand causing it to fly past them both.

[Kristia]

Tempus

The fox was starting to struggle as the many undead soldiers were still coming

("Dammit.. its like for every one I deal with, two more appear after") she thought while slicing the head of an undead soldier who tried to bite her arm

Nera was stabbing the closest undeads with her ice dagger and slicing them with her steel sword in a quick combo, not stoping and adapting the strategy as the soldiers were changing their movements.

Soon she saw someone slicing his way towards her, the man was both using a sword and a crossbow in quick sucesion ("Probably a time magician") the idea came to her mind as the man jumped close to her and offering his aid

"I would gladly accept it" she said killing the undead soldier that had a cut hand from the man.

The fox decided to use more water from a second bottle from the total three she had making her dagger longer to become a an axe.

"Lets hope reinforcements come soon" she said impaling an undeadīs head with the ice axe

[Cucoo5]

Tempus - 6:55
"Reinforcements? Tch! Please, save me the sarcasm." With that, the man threw his bow gun skyward and drew his second sabre again. In mid draw, he charged forward and cut down another twenty undead like a whirlwind through leaves. Once he cleared a fairly large radius, he sheathed his swords, caught the crossbow on it's way back to earth, and threw up a barrier of stopped time. All the undead stopped on contact with the invisible shield. "Ha ha ha ha! Haaaaaaaaaa..." the man readjusted his armor slightly and casually leaned against a nearby wall while redressing the bandages around his hands. "Fine time for a break, hm? Heh, anyway..." He looked up from his work. "You know, I didn't catch your name..."

[Kristia]

tempus

The fox and the man were finally moving away the hordes of undead soldiers with theis swords and arrows, magic also helped them to deal with the rather larger enemies as she engulfed an undeadīs leg with her water and froze it to the point of breaking.

Seeing that the man made a fast destroying technique, the Yaju opted to do the same. She took a deep breath and focused her water towards the edge of her steel swrd, covering it ready for her attack. She closed her eyes and sensed her surroundings, the undead were about to maul her when she opened her eyes and made a powerful horizontal slash, the water at the edge of her blade flew at an amazing speed quickly becoming a sharp arc of ice cutting through many undeadsītorsos.

Having enough time to take a breath, the fox looked at the time barrier and heard the manīs question.

"The name is Nera, pleased to meet you Mr" she said asking for the manīs name

[Cucoo5]

Tempus - 7:00

The man sat down against the wall. "The name's Aion." he responded. "Might as well take a load off." Exhaustion seemed to finally catch up with him. "Sh*t...better be gettin' paid extra for this." Aion started to slow his breathing, concentrating hard on the barrier. "You know...I had a friend who knew a Nera...or well a Neria...with the "i"...hah..." He felt himself starting to lose consciousness. The barrier was draining him faster than he anticipated. "Do me a favor, wake me up if...my breathing gets too...slow..." Aion then added in his mind. "Ironic...As soon as I say it, I find myself stalling...for reinforcements."

[Kristia]

Tempus

Nera saw how the barrier was slowly disappearing and the undead were regaining their movement, she looked at the time magician also falling on exhaustion

("Alteast we held this hole for quite a good time, the civilians surely managed to escape") she thought as the barrier was almost gone, an undead soldier was going for a quickstab, but got his heart impaled by her sword

"Donīt think I will let you get me dear, and you" she looked at the mercenary "We are going for a safe spot" she said quickly lifting the man on her shoulder and started climbing her way on the wall.

Undead archers started firing their arrows towards both the Yaju and the human, one in particular got the foxīs arm, she grunted in pain almost losing her grasp on the wrecked wall but kept climbing.

"Come on.. its only an arrow" she said to herself finally reaching a higher floor safe from the undead attacks.

Nera put the man in a sitting pose on a nearby wall and then focused on the arrow on her arm. She took it with her free arm and pulled it fast, a chill of pain coursed through her upper body as she took deep breaths to calm down.

[Cucoo5]

??? - around eight centuries ago

"Incredible...Look at it all."

Aion held his arms wide at the edge of a cliff overlooking a beautiful landscape below.
His face hidden by the shadow of the hood of his cloak.

"All of this...isn't it just wonderful?"

He turned to face the slightly younger girl behind him.

"Don't you agree....."

He smiled lightly.

"Don't you agree, Kami?"

Tempus - Present Day - 7:00

Aion regained consciousness and tried to get his bearings once more. He noticed the wound on Nera's arm. Focusing a small portion of what little energy he had left in him, he reversed the wound slowly, making it seem as though it was healing itself.

[Kristia]

Tempus

Suddenly feeling her wound healing, Nera looked at the time magician and put her hands on his shoulders "There is no need for exhausting yourself even more, right now you need some rest" she said still focusing on both his safety and the undead soldiers

The fox searched for anything to attack and found a bow with some arrows "This will do perfectly" she said to herself taking the quiver and the bow calmly walking to the edge of the floor

Pullling the string of the bow, the vixen whinced a bit as the wound was still lingering, but that didnīt stop her for piercing an undeadīs head with the arrow

Obviously the undead followed the source of the attack and sent arrows towards her, she ducked as an arrow almost touched her ear. She kept firing arrows to the closest undeads to keep holding the line

"Does this city has no soldiers? not even a single patrol guard?" she said outloud firing more arrows

[Cucoo5]

Kenji - 1400 years ago
A young boy tried to pick up a sword far too large for him. He strained with all his might to pick it up.
Then, the large blade turned to sand. The younger whipped around to see a man with a silver mask. He smiled lightly, carrying in his hands a thin longsword, with a hilt that appeared to have a cross guard of silver angel wings spread slightly. The ornate scabbard was wrapped in a sturdy chain, binding the sword so that it could not be drawn forth. An emblem, half radiant sun and half crescent moon held the chains together midway on the sheath. The masked man gave the young boy the blade. "For when the time arrives, Aion..." The man paused temporarily, noting the young boy's reaction. "Guardian of Eternity."
Aion looked up from the blade that could be classified as a ceremonial sword only to see that the man with the mask was gone.

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Tempus - Present Day - 7:05

The semi-conscious Aion felt his hand reach for the hilt of the sword that was given to him long ago.
Another memory...
"Mercurius...Blade of Heaven's Forge...One of the three Keys of Eternity. You are it's appointed guardian. Protect it with your life, and it will protect you."
....
"Aetheron...why..." Aion felt his eyes open, he watched helplessly as Nera continued to fight back undead from their position.

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Land of Cinders and Ashes - 6:55

Dalia waltzed into the village, scanning it over with her eyes, looking for...anything of value.
She noted the sign that pointed towards the rice fields. Then she caught sight of a woman at the steps of...
"A shrine..." Dalia grinned mischievously. "Hmm...later perhaps~"
She then turned back to the direction of the rice fields. "Maybe there's a place to get some free grub...let's find out shall we, love?" Dalia stroked the hilt of her sword, a golden blade with a cross guard that was attached at the pommel and swept up around the handle. The shape of the guard looked like angel wings, folded back.
As she rounded the corned, she noticed the zombie sprawled out on a chair. "...Didn't think the dead cared about getting a tan..." Then, she tripped on the armor Toran threw on the ground.
"SON OF A BIT-!"
THUD