Michael Miller

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  • by Michael Miller  In an office at the Mystic Guild's Headquarters, Ashton and his friends watched as the contestants of the Mortal League faced the challenges within the Mystic Labyrinth. Many holographic screens were hovering in front of them. Each screen displayed a contestant participating in the tournament. Some were performing well while others were having a bad time. Actually, there were some who were already eliminated from the competition already. Those who were eliminated didn't show up in the feed anymore…
  • by Michael Miller  As the sun rose over the horizon, the members of the Mystic Guild awoke from their slumber, eager and excited for the day that lay ahead. Today was the day of the Guild Tournament, an event that only occurred once every five years. It was a time for the members of the Guild to come together and compete in various magical challenges, showcasing their skills and abilities to the rest of the community. The Guild Tournament was held in a secret realm that was specially prepared for it, there were all…
  • by Michael Miller  As humanity continued to progress and evolve, they began to explore new frontiers. Some looked to the sky, and began to develop technology that could take them beyond the confines of Earth's atmosphere. Others looked to the depths of the ocean, seeking to unlock the mysteries of the vast and unexplored world that lay beneath the waves. It was through their own ingenuity and innovation that humanity discovered the secrets of the underwater civilizations and the floating islands. They developed…
  • by Michael Miller  Paradiso, the world of Celestials, is a breathtakingly beautiful and mystical realm, located beyond the physical world, as we know it. It is a place of pure bliss, where only love, peace, and harmony exist. The Celestials, or Angels, call this world their home, and they have built an incredible infrastructure that reflects their immense power and wisdom. The territory of Paradiso is vast, spanning across an entire galaxy, and its physical layout is nothing like anything one can imagine. The landscape…
  • by Michael Miller  The young El-Tree stood tall and proud in the center of a small clearing, its thin trunk stretching upwards towards the sky. Its branches were few and sparse, but they were covered in vibrant green leaves that shone like emeralds in the sunlight. 'I've been away for a decade. It's nice to know that despite my absence, this thing still grew up well.' Ashton mused to himself as he slowly approached the tree. Ashton stood before the young tree, marveling at its beauty and potential. He could feel the…
  • by Michael Miller  Another day just started. Ashton woke up early to leave home to visit the guild. Ashton stepped cautiously through the halls of the Mystic Guild's headquarters, his heart pounding with anticipation. It had been so long since he had set foot inside this place, and yet it felt eerily familiar. The corridors stretched out before him like endless tunnels, each one leading to some new mystery. He had been here a few days ago when he reunited with his friends but he never really had the chance to explore…
  • by Michael Miller  Blake, Mary, Alice, and Aria listened intently as Ashton told them the reason behind his disappearance. As it turns out, Ashton was connected to a higher being, which explains his rather absurd sense of responsibility. This higher being was the one who taught Ashton everything that he knows, and it was also the one who helped him and humanity immensely during those years. Ashton told them how this entity saved him from certain death when he faced the Celestial God. He also revealed the stipulations…
  • by Michael Miller "Holy shit! Holy shit!" Blake was practically vibrating in excitement partly because he felt the majestic and overflowing strength coursing through his veins, but mostly because he heard a voice that he hasn't heard for a decade now. Alice and Mary were in the same state as well. But before they could say anything, the voice said something to them again: 'Look, I know you're all excited and all but push that down. We can always have a reunion later, right now the enemy is looming over your heads.…
  • by Michael Miller Ashton wakes up to the feeling of warmth against his chest and a slight weight on his arm. He blinks his eyes open and sees Aria snuggled into him, her dark hair splayed out on the pillow. He can't help but smile at the sight of her, feeling content and at peace. Carefully, so as not to wake her up, he peels her off his chest and gets out of bed, stretching his limbs. He walks to the kitchen and starts making coffee, the sound of the brewing machine breaking the stillness of the morning. 'Ahh, the sense…
  • by Michael Miller "What the hell's going on!!" The grand fleet of the Hypogeans was thrown into chaos as the alarm blared through the corridors. Demons of all shapes and sizes rushed to their stations, readying their weapons and preparing for the imminent attack. Harrak, a towering demon with jet-black horns and bulging muscles, stormed into the control room, his eyes blazing with fury. "What's going on?" he bellowed. The head technician, a small, wiry demon named Grik, frantically tapped at his console. "We're being…
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