Michael Miller

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  • by Michael Miller '...okay, great. I've been undetected so far...I hope it stays that way...' Ashton controlled the Grand Library to fly closer to the base of the Celestials. Their camp was beyond the clouds, built on the clouds too. On how that's even possible, Ashton genuinely has no idea. If he'd venture a guess, he'd say they probably used something similar to Gravity Magic and Transmutation. Either way, the how isn't really important right now. Ashton has a mission here and that's what he should be focusing…
  • by Michael Miller Inside the training room, Ashton groaned in comfort. Laying flat on the ground, his body was emitting a pure white brilliance that covered him from head to toe. His Magical Constitution appeared as a visage within his surroundings; his Mage Crest, Core, and Virtues, all releasing their own blinding brilliance in response to the changes happening to him. Inside his body, his heart transformed. It has turned crystal clear as if it was made out of glass. Every time it beats, not only was it aiding the…
  • by Michael Miller One year passed by like it was nothing... Ashton remained stationed at the Chaotic Warzone, hidden behind the invisible walls of the Grand Library, always watching the events happening like a hawk observing his prey... Two years...it has been two years since he was taken out of civilization and was forced to survive the harsh environment of the Forgotten Ancestral Lands. Ashton had come a long way and had transformed into a completely different person. He was no longer a kid, he was a battle-hardened…
  • by Michael Miller "WHO!!! WHO THE HELL CAUSED THIS!!" A roar filled with unbridled rage echoed in the Chaotic Warzone. It came from an Angel which Ashton recognized as a Cherub. Cherubim are Celestials that have wings with human, animal, or birdlike characteristics. This particular one had a Human head, its body was hidden behind one of the six pairs of wings it has — which is of course lined with crimson eyes bulging out of sheer fury, and its legs were that of a pig's... "YOU FILTHY HYPOGEANS!!! IT'S YOU, ISN'T IT!?…
  • by Michael Miller Ashton sighed for the nth time today... He's once again, watching the ridiculous battle ongoing at the Chaotic Warzone. And just like the previous ones, it all started from sheer pettiness. At this point, Ashton's convinced that the reason why Mr. Slayer and Bruce didn't say anything about this place is that they don't understand it themselves. Honestly, this is just ridiculous. Aria just laughed at his dilemma too, how cruel. Needless to say, Ashton can't get a solid read from these opposing camps.…
  • by Michael Miller '...oh wow.' Ashton's senses bled past the walls of the Grand Library and saw the scenery outside which surprised him. What a sharp contrast that was... One side was filled with dark and gloomy clouds, Ashton could even see the Black Fog in there which strengthens the demons as so long as they stayed within it. On the other side, was a golden dessert. The skies above it were clear and open, golden light poured down making the whole area appear holy and divine. Ashton could also see several abodes…
  • by Michael Miller The friction between the Celestials and the Hypogeans cannot be resolved unless they specifically did something to settle it down. While there are the Revenants; a group of chosen Celestials and Hypogeans who could tolerate each other and work together for something both races want, at the end of the day, the two races hated each other at the very depths of their heart. It could even be said that there will be no peace so long as these two races are at the same place at the same time. The Chaotic…
  • by Michael Miller 'Ooh, nice.' Ashton mused to himself as he sat down on his station. He kept that ticket in his Inventory for now since he doesn't have any immediate uses for it. Before reading anything from the Grand Archives, Ashton summoned his Profile Page to inspect the recent changes he experienced. *** Host: Ashton West Title: Child of Mana Race: Human, Fey (95%) Aptitude: Mageroot: Mysterious Rainbow Magical Artifact: Cursed Book of Infinity (Legendary) Providence: Fey Emperor's Blessings (Grade…
  • by Michael Miller Bloodline Refinement is painful... Usually, it's the most painful during the start and the finish, a person can develop some sort of resistance against it during the mid-refinement stages but at the final stages, the pain will escalate all over again. This is due to the process of re-writing the physiology of a person to correct it according to the requirements of the bloodline they're integrating into their system. In the awakening stage of Bloodline Refinement, a person would usually rouse the…
  • by Michael Miller Ashton rubbed his eyes for a bit before opening them. He stared at the ceiling for a bit, still feeling quite drowsy. He then felt a weight pressing down on his chest and was greeted by an auburn mop of hair. A smile wormed its way on his face as he raised his arms to wrap them around Aria, feeling snuggling closer to him as if seeking his warmth. They're wearing nothing under the sheets, limbs tangled together due to last night's passionate activities. Ashton didn't move much because he didn't want to…
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