Joe walked in, putting his shield down. He walked up to the counter, waiting for his turn to order food. Ghost jumped off his shoulder and gracefully landed on the floor. "Hmm, this place smells of good food." Joe nodded in agreement, taking a sip from a flask located in his pocket. He saw a...
"Well Ghost, I'm gonna go get something to eat." He began to walk outside, grabbing his shield as he did. It was a giant shield made of steel and bronze. It went from the ground to around 7 inches below his neck. He raised it above his head to protect himself from the rain. Ghost ran out of the...
"Ghost! get over here!" A white blur ran into his house, shaking itself off to rid it of the rainwater. "Oh for the love of, not in the house!" Joe shook his head in exasperation, but was smiling. He bent down and pet the not so little fox on the head. "So Ghost, was your hunting trip...
Joe woke up, sensing a massive power surge. "Hmm, so the king has finally made his move eh?" He sighed, lighting his cigarette. He took a drag and exhaled, watching as black smoke exited instead of the normal grey. He teleported out of his dorm to his realm, the realm of the dead. He grabbed a...
Joe stared at his newest master piece, wiping a bit of sweat from his brow. "Hmm, I'd have to say that this is my finest piece yet." He smiled slightly in pride. While many would think of it more as a decorative piece, it was truthfully an extremely powerful sword. Joe walked outside, all 9...
Gods are immensely powerful beings, with a variety of different powers. If they are not trained properly, they could accidentally destroy the world. That is where Deus academy comes in. It trains new gods to control their powers.
Joe watched as Avery flew down from the support beam. "He has the potential to become very strong...if we play our cards right." He glanced at Alex, taking a drag of his cigarette. "Knowing that cunning old fox, he probably already has a plan laid out." He laughed quietly, continuing to watch...
Name: Joseph Filius Hephaestus
Age: 259
Personality: Kind and caring, but unforgiving to those that betray him or those he cares about
Job: Black Smith
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Joe walked into his room, dropping his stuff next to the door. He lied down on his bed, setting his internal alarm to wake him up 5 minutes before the introductory ceremony before closing his eyes.
Joe heard the entire thing via a ward that he left downstairs. His true power leaked for but a moment before he reigned it in control. "Well, seems I have a dragon to help, and a fake demon king to overthrow." He laughed sadistically once more, an insane glint in his eye. "Joyous days, eh...
"Mind putting that out, mate?" Joe sighed, reversing time so that the cigarette would be good as new, but not burning. "Sorry, I did not realize anyone would mind me smoking." He took a big gulp of wine in compensation. He then continued his 'slow' paced flight with Avery.
Joe sighed, a pair of black feathered wings erupting from his back. He easily caught up and flew besides Avery. "So, what are your powers?" He turned around and flew backwards in an attempt to protect his still lit cigarette.
Joe saw Avery looking around, pretending not to notice the wine he gulped down. "Thank you, my dorm is number 106." He took another swig, as he is pretty much an alcoholic.