Hero

A Hero's Training!

Once upon a time, there existed a giant tree that was the source of mana.
A war, however, caused this tree to wither away and a hero's life was sacrificed in order to take its place.
Grieving over the loss, the goddess disappeared unto the heavens.
The goddess left the angels with this edict:

"You must wake me, for if I should sleep, the world shall be destroyed."

The Angels bore the chosen one, who headed towards the tower that reached up unto the heavens.
And that marked the beginning of the regeneration of the world.

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The world is in decline.

Mana is the basis of all life in the world. Without it, crops wilt, droughts arrive, and magic weakens. While the world slowly dies, a group of half-elves known as Desians thrives on the misfortune, capturing humans for nefarious deeds. The only salvation lies in the Chosen, the title of the savior chosen by the Goddess Martel. Once the oracle descends on the Day of Prophecy, the world is then blessed with the Tower of Salvation, the symbol of the Goddess' power. The Chosen then must travel and unlock the seals around the world, with the final Seal located at the Tower of Salvation. It is at this final seal that the Chosen completes their journey and revitalizes the world.

Long ago, a hero by the name of Mithos emerged during the Ancient Kharlan War. Said war ravaged the land with ancient technology that drained the world's mana and ultimately ended up destroying the Giant Kharlan Tree, the source of all the world's mana. By sacrificing his life, Mithos was able to revive the tree, though his death caused the Goddess to return to the heavens in sorrow. She would have her angels, holy beings belonging to a society called Cruxis, teach the world of Mithos' sacrifice and spread her word to prevent another war from happening.

While in the heavens, evil half-elves known as Desians drained the world of its mana and sought to enslave humans. In order to protect the world, the Goddess would enlist the help of the Summon Spirits, who would put themselves in several places where mana flourished the most by creating seals. She created the Tower of Salvation on the Holy Ground of Kharlan--the place where Mithos sacrificed his life--and made it so high that it would reach her even in the heavens. However, the Desians' interference made it so that both Goddess and Summon Spirit alike were powerless to help, especially with the lack of mana in the world. To combat this, the Goddess decided to place a part of her power within a Cruxis Crystal and quietly grant it to one human upon their birth. This human would become the Chosen.

History shows that the Day of Prophecy is typically the day the Chosen comes of age, though there have been exceptions where the oracle descends sooner. Said oracle is a messenger of Cruxis that descends to meet the Chosen and sends them forth on their journey. However, the Chosen's pilgrimage is a dangerous one, and a Chosen has not succeeded in their journey in eight hundred years. Nonetheless, the world looks to the new Chosen for hope.

The seals are unlocked when the Chosen offers their prayers to the Goddess, and with each seal unlocked, the Chosen is blessed with the power of the angels.

The land is slowly becoming desolate as time moves on. Most people huddle to the few cities that are left, though some towns still flourish, particularly those closest to the seals. The Church of Martel is the central religion of the world and there is often at minimum a chapel in every town as well as the occasional House of Salvation on roads. The fear of Desians raiding towns to collect humans is shared by the populace, with only a few places able to properly defend themselves. Magic is not commonplace, as it is reserved for the reclusive race of elves. Humans cannot typically use magic, though they can enhance their abilities should they get their hands on Exspheres. Of course, the Desians are the primary supplier, though mercenaries are known to have them through one way or another.

Iselia
The Village of Oracles

Triet
The Desert Oasis

Izoold
The Fishing Port

Palmacosta
The Port City

Asgard
The City of Ruins

Luin
The City of Water

Hima
The Village of Adventures

Seal of Fire : Domain of the Ruler of Hellfire
Located at the Triet Ruins, the Chosen prays to Efreet, the Summon Spirit of Fire. The process of the Chosen becoming an angel begins here.

Seal of Water : Domain of the Maiden of the Mist
Located at the Thoda Geyser, the Chosen prays to Undine, the Summon Spirit of Water.

Seal of Wind : Domain of the Heavenly Messengers
Located at the Balacruf Mausoleum, the Chosen prays to Sylph, the Summon Spirit of Wind.

Seal of Light : Domain of the Light of the Heavens
Located at the Tower of Mana, the Chosen prays to Luna, the Summon Spirit of Light.

Final Seal
Located at the Tower of Salvation. Here, the Chosen prays to the Goddess herself and becomes an angel wholly. With all the seals unlocked, the world is regenerated and the Desians suppressed.

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Pariah Online: A Voyage into the Intangible Aether

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Despite the unproductive conversation, Kazuki decided he would take a little time to better organize his thoughts. He hadn't considered the impact on the environment the players would have, let alone the fact that the world would start to push back against them. It was a problem that was only going to escalate the more time went on. He almost regretted his vote, but as soon as the thought crossed his mind, his first instinct was to shove that thought deep down--he was too much of a coward to properly address that at the moment.

Placing down the box of supplies, he let out a long sigh. It didn't look like Kazuma had come back just yet, though he might've been worried if he had locked himself in his room again. Wait a minute, if he was receiving the notice here, what about his other homes? He couldn't speak for any of them except for the one he loaned out to Hammer, but he figured she was kind enough to take care of it until he could show up over there. Most of his wealth was over there, too, now that he thought about it. All he needed to do was pay...whatever they wanted him to pay here to secure his home here and he could pay Hammer back since he had been planning on compensating her.

Unfortunately, he would have to consider his other homes a loss. They were all furnished, but he only made one Grand Piano here and that was easily the most valuable item he made. Now that he thought about it, what was he going to do about income? He mostly performed for tips, but if the NPCs were negative about adventurers, then that money was probably going to dwindle. He did have a good amount here, but until he got back out there, he knew it wouldn't last more than a few months if he supported everyone, maybe more if he really started to pinch yen. He could definitely go back to crafting, but without Hammer's guild, he was probably going to have to start from the bottom.

Staring down at the potions with contempt, Kazuki rolled his eyes. "This is actually stressing me out," He grumbled, his hand shaking his hair as he tried to get his thoughts together. No, this was something he was going to have to speak to everyone about at some point. He set about putting everything in place, stowing the box away just in case. The extra potions would eventually come in handy if he would stop being such a coward.

Stepping out of his home, he made sure to lock the door before looking around, trying to decide where to go. He supposed he may as well try to find someone.

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Current Mood in One Gif

Shin Megami Tensei: Persona

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Himawari sighed in relief, perking up considerably. "I'm so happy he's okay," She hummed, rocking back and forth on the heels of her feet. "He's a sweet kitty, I'm so glad he wasn't hurt. I tried to get him to come to my house, but he never wanted to come in."

Sakuya let out a tiny laugh, scratching her cheek. "That cat never did warm up to me," She admitted quietly.

"Maybe that can change now!" Himawari looked at Noriaki. "Maybe someday we can visit and see the kitty together!"

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_@Asura

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"It's less the rumor itself and more the fact that you decided to write it in the first place that is the issue," Oka replied without skipping a beat, shaking her head in disappointment. "You could at least try to take the path of least resistance instead of trying to aggravate us with more dry humor."

Sora scratched the back of his head, giving Oka a look. "I think Nakano-senpai would prefer if we all got along," He said, frowning.

Oka's glare was less-than-pleased, albeit she seemed to agree, rolling her eyes. "While I'm sure Nakano-san will iron out any details, you can count on Kinoshita-kun to assist you when needed," She stated.

He opened his mouth to protest, clearly unhappy with the situation. He looked over at Maki, trying not to react too much, though he ended up nodding. "Yeah. I'll be happy to help," He quietly agreed.

"Then that's settled," Oka looked back at Maki. "I'll assume you have no protest."

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_@psych0pomp

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Clapping her hands together to get everyone's attention, Linda made sure the ones that could look were looking at her. "I always like to compare everyone's food, so there is plenty to go around!" She stated, stepping away and brandishing an arm around the room. "Kaito-kun, a chair for Ueno-san, if you would!"

The brunette temporarily abandoned his spot, jogging over to where a desk and a few chairs were and hauling a chair over. Once he placed it down next to Emi, he returned to the stoves. Satisfied, Linda walked over to a few cabinets. "Everything used to have one central location, but since we don't have as many members, everyone can pick their own cabinet and have their own set of tools," She explained, opening both over and under-cabinet doors, revealing a complete set of mixing tools for cooking, including a variety of bowls, utensils, chopping blocks, and a complete knife set.

"Anything mechanical is located closer to the stoves, and of course, I'll be keeping a close eye to make sure everything is well taken care of--the mixers and toaster ovens are kinda on the pricey side," She said as she revealed them in their places. "Obviously, the fridges have cold ingredients, the cabinets over there have everything else--though, I will give a heads up, if there's anything unconventional that you'd like to make, make sure to let me know. We do our grocery trips every Monday."

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_{@Obscene Symphony@Scribe of Thoth@Lord Orgasmo}

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A Hero's Training!

so WHAT do I do ?? sorry but I am still a bit confused

@Kai Chisaki

Excuse me?

Of Blood and Magic

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Benji was making this too easy all things considered.

Eris could have taken a picture and framed the expression of muted uneasiness Benson wore. Honestly, it was actually a little worrying how little the kid knew about his own house. He made sure to know everything that was happening in his own family--half for informational purposes and half for entertainment seeing the dumpster fire that were his cousins and their misfortune--and while he could argue his family was less relevant, it just didn't reflect well when someone didn't know what was going on. If Bentley was more gracious, Eris would be happy to take him under his wing.

Slowly shaking his head at the other blond, Eris poorly kept himself from laughing. "No, no, what's more interesting is how ill-informed you are about your own House's affairs," He replied cheerfully. "You can choose to ignore me, but you'd be surprised how much you can find out by knowing the right people."

He turned his attention back to the lecture. A Child helped the King? Child...those weren't exactly the best titles. But it did make him wonder who the parent was of this Child of Noila. He felt like he would have heard about some almighty vampire, so why was he learning about it here? Not to mention all the good the Child did, considering that he was pretty sure history was going to repeat itself sooner than later. Still, something the professor mumbled did get Eris curious.

"I'm sorry, you said the Child could break the will of vampires. With what, the power of persuasion?" He ended up asked. "You mentioned she accomplished it with just a word. How is that even possible?"

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@Achronum@Bert Macklin

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Well, at least her question hadn't been taken poorly. That was a good sign, right? Lilie tried to stay optimistic, focusing on taking notes. It was interesting though, she assumed that the point of the class was to make dowsing subconscious, but maybe she was oversimplifying things. Or maybe she was getting ahead of herself again? Yeah, that sounded more accurate. Not like she could help it--even with the less-than-friendly teacher, she was still looking forward to learning something new.

Her pen skirted over the page as she scribbled down a few notes, listening intently to the lecture. She wasn't aware that the class would be so important to life mages. At the mention of a career, however, Lilie frowned to herself. So mages could still have careers? Ben didn't mention anything like that to her. Then again, he already had his mind made up for her, so it wasn't like he was looking for her opinion on...anything. Would he open his mind if she had some idea of what she wanted to do? Maybe she'd talk to Aaron about that later, he probably knew more than she did on mage careers.

Tuning back in just in time to hear about the exercise, Lilie was glad to hear it would be more in line with using her affinity. Not that she was going to complain, arcane spells were fun but they didn't really come to her as easily. Straightening in her seat, Lilie closed her eyes and took a breath as instructed. Pushing her magic out didn't sound too hard, but without any actual water, she found the exercise a little harder than she thought it would be. Her magic didn't want to leave her for some reason, and as soon as she relaxed, she felt like she was smacked in the chest with the orb of magic she created. It was so...clingy. Why was it so clingy?!

Max's question came as a surprise, but then again, he did mention that his magic worked a little differently. He was already ahead of her when it came to this, it looked like. She listened for the response, though she couldn't help but worry. Aaron and Salem were already leagues ahead as it was. As selfish as it sounded, hearing Max and Maddie made her feel like she was falling behind again.

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@Scribe of Thoth

A Hero's Training!

ok so what exactly do you do here??

@Kai Chisaki

It's my testing thread for ideas and graphics, as most threads in the Test Forum are for.

A Hero's Training!

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The sign hangs above you, flickering periodically.

Midnight Sun: Last Song Over the Horizon

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It was hard to get a read on him. If she didn't know better, she would think that he didn't want her around. Aurora straightened up a touch, smoothing out her skirt as she thought of her next step. Subtlety would get her nowhere--or at least, nowhere she wanted. She rested her elbow back on the table and perched her chin in her palm, examining the boy carefully. Her spirit wouldn't be downcast just yet, however; she was persistent above all else.

"Tragic? That's an interesting way to put it," Aurora replied. "But where are my manners? I haven't even introduced myself! My name is Aurora de Realis-Donati, heiress to the Realis-Donati Conglomerate."

She paused for just a second to let the implication sink in before continuing with, "And you are?'

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Fire Emblem: The Slumbering Goddess

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If the girls he had met here were any indication, then no, girls were not fun. Not that Derec would admit that out loud, but he was pretty sure Lienna was going to either stab him at the first chance or shove him into a fire or something. And there were plenty of topics to talk about, too! The layout of this place was the first thing that came to mind--Derec had never encountered something like this before. They could talk about the plants that surrounded them, they could talk about weapons, techniques, schoolwork...the list went on.

And of course, the conversation kept going in an uncomfortable direction.

Shifting in place, Derec let himself sink into the water a little. "It's not easy for the poor lady left behind by the noble," He ended up muttering. "I think it's better that kids get to grow up with both parents in a committed marriage."

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"--and Professor Roland recommended looking into it, so I thought I'd give it a try, at least," Isaac threw a few jabs above the water, grinning.

Olivier crossed his arms. "I've only ever seen you with an axe, it'll be weird to see you fight with anything else," He admitted. "I might mistake you for an enemy."

"I'll back you up with a spell," Victor stated, throwing Olivier a thumbs up.

"Wh--Traitor!" Isaac gasped as Olivier returned Victor's gesture.

The black-haired boy slicked his hair back for a moment, though he was more attentive as Rudolph spoke to him. He opened his mouth to respond before noticing that Isaac had slipped and fallen into the bath, flailing about before Olivier helped him up.

"Did you slip on something?" Olivier asked him.

Pounding his chest with his fist, Isaac tried to steady his breathing. "Didn't--see--him--" He managed to choke out.

Victor was a little surprised that Isaac had let Rudolf scare him so easily, but ignored him for the moment and instead turned his full attention to his fellow Eagle. "It's a pleasure to see you again, Rudolf," He returned his greeting cordially. "I'm honored you remembered me! Truly, we have our glorious Goddess to thank for our reunion. But there's no need for discomfort, my friend. Despite having the hair of a mop, my friend Isaac is in fact nobility from Faerghus."

Isaac stopped coughing long enough to throw a look of disbelief at Victor. "That's a low blow coming from someone who looks like they stuck their head in a chimney," He shot back as Olivier laughed.

Victor chose not to respond to him and continued, "And the silver-haired lad there is none other than Olivier Ubert Gaspard. His family was a big help in the reconstruction of the Western Church and frequently trades with our territory in the West."

Olivier offered a bashful wave as Isaac let out a huff of disproval, irked at the difference of introductions.

@Scribe of Thoth