Michael Miller

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  • by Michael Miller As the darkness of space enveloped them, the forces of humanity prepared to engage the combined forces of Angels and Demons in a fierce battle. They had devised a plan to drive a wedge between the two factions, and were targeting the leaders of the enemy forces to disrupt their cooperation. The Humans knew that this was their best chance to defeat their formidable foes. The first scene takes place in the midst of the asteroid field. The Humans had sent out their fleet of warships, each one equipped with…
  • by Michael Miller - Blue Marble Planet - As the 10th anniversary of Ashton's disappearance approached, the people of Last Bastion began to reflect on the legacy he had left behind. Ashton had been a brilliant leader, inventor, and strategist who had played a key role in humanity's survival against the invading demons and angels. Even though he had disappeared without a trace, his contributions to the war effort were still felt every day. The advanced weaponry and technology he had created had given humanity a fighting…
  • by Michael Miller Ashton stood there, watching as the Holy Spirit disappeared into thin air. He knew that it was not the end of their encounter. The Holy Spirit had made its intentions clear - it was here to restore balance to the cosmos, and Ashton could not let that happen. He knew that he had to confront the Holy Spirit head-on. The terms it used might sound pleasant, but since it came from a Celestial, then there is no doubt that its plans would cause harm to the citizens of Elstar, and Ashton couldn't just let that…
  • by Michael Miller Ashton stared at the motionless form of the Demon God before him. The Netherworld was quiet, and the only sound was the slow, steady breathing of the demon. The Dream Spell had worked, and the Demon God was trapped in an endless dream. He had spent countless hours perfecting this spell. He had studied ancient tomes, practiced his magic tirelessly, and sacrificed much to get to this point. It had been a long and difficult journey, but he had finally done it. The whole set-up was a little anticlimactic for…
  • by Michael Miller It's the 9th loop... "Damn it!" The Demon God snarled as he abruptly swung his massive sword around. He watched as Ashton casually waved his staff to create a solid barrier around him which stopped the sword dead in its tracks. The sword rebounded on the surface of the barrier, causing an opening to appear on the Demon God's stance, something that Ashton certainly exploited. A condensed orb of swirling rainbow energy appeared on Ashton's palms. He launched it and blew a hole in the God's body. The…
  • by Michael Miller But there was no time to celebrate. The Demon God was still drawing power from the sins and fears of the Netherworld, and Ashton knew that he had to act fast. He began to chant another incantation, his voice ringing out through the twisted landscape like thunder. The Demon God seemed amused by Ashton's efforts. He raised his massive hand and sent a blast of dark energy at Ashton, and he felt a surge of fear wash over him. The Demon God was feeding off of his fear, drawing power from it like a…
  • by Michael Miller Ashton stood in the Netherworld, surrounded by the darkness of the demonic realm. He had been sent here to dismantle a piece of the world that had been corrupted by evil forces, and to do so he had to fight his way through hordes of demons. He's once again here to continue his mission, to eliminate the Hypogean Race from the world of Elstar once and for all. He stood tall, his staff held firmly in his hand, ready to face whatever the Netherworld could throw at him. The demons came at him in waves, their…
  • by Michael Miller Unknowingly, five years have passed since Ashton arrived in this timeline. A lot has happened since then but some things never changed. Ashton still fights the plague that threatens the world he's currently in, only this time, he was doing it alone for the most part. At this point, the Fey Race had already noticed the fruits of his labor. They still have no idea that it's being done by him but they are aware that the number of demon sightings were dwindling. It's already rare to see demons nowadays.…
  • by Michael Miller Ashton stood in the midst of the Netherworld, his eyes surveying the two Demon Emperors and the Demon King before him. They towered over him, their twisted, demonic features a testament to the Ancient Demon's corruptive power. Ashton could sense the immense strength radiating off his foes, and he knew this would be no easy fight. The demons were blessed by the power of the Ancient Demons, making them incredibly strong but also completely insane. They would fight without reason or mercy, driven only by…
  • by Michael Miller "Damn it! Damn it!" Freed gritted his teeth as he fought against the demons that surrounded him. His sword glinted in the dim light, cutting through the air with a sharp whistle. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest, his breath coming in ragged gasps. The young fey warrior had grown up in Hillside Village, a small and peaceful community nestled in the heart of the forest. His parents were both skilled warriors, renowned for their bravery and their dedication to protecting their village from any…
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