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Active [Aslan City] The Ethereal Luminary Entrance Exam Arc

TheTimePiece

Roleplay Artist
The purpose of this RP is for Adelhein El-Melloi von Breyer and Finnel to pass the entrance exam and gain student status at The Ethereal Luminary.
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Location: Aslan, Grand Duchy of Roran

Weather: Temperate, gentle cool breeze.

Time: Early Morning

Mentions: Maxxob Maxxob



Aslan
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At the very least for examination day, the weather was cooperating in the Duchy. A sprawling metropolis near the continent lake, the capital city of Aslan was. The buildings were more advanced than many places the realm supported with the infusion of magic, a true urban environment with people of all sorts traveling and going about their days through the streets. To anyone from a less developed nation who had never been to a city before, it truly would be quite a sight to behold.

The hums of teleportation portals could be heard, as well as glowing street lamps powered by magitech, the streets cobblestoned, as well as the occasional arcane powered automaton moving through the streets going about it’s mundane task whether that was cleaning or moving things about.

Not only that but in the skies there were people on broomsticks occasionally, floating carriages, and all sorts of unique ways of transportation made possible through the expert use of combining technology with magic, even farther up way above there appeared to be a pristine airship of sorts, leaving a slight sparkly trail of sorts in the sky.

What made getting into this particular academy a bit more difficult was that it didn’t exactly advertise where it was, as if finding it in of itself was part of the challenge for people who were not very familiar with it’s existence nor with the land of the magic Duchy. Perhaps there was even strong illusion magic at play, whatever the case was to one who had their head in the game if they wanted to be admitted entrance. This also meant that at least one of the people who was trying to gain admittance, Adelhein, would need to navigate his way through the city in some capacity to find the building site. At the very least when he had sent his intention to join they had responded by sending him some sort of bluish looking magitech bracelet to wear which radiated a bluish energy, probably to signify that he was someone who was in fact taking the entrance exam.

so Adelhein and company would find themselves together in this city expanse on the streets of Aslan.

What was stranger still was how every now and again it looked like what had been established as true would shift as they moved along, a portal which looked out of place or the very same looking one in a different location despite them being on the same street , a bench which was on one side which was now on the other after turning back to look at it again.. Evidence that tricks were indeed being played.

Saber Alter
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“Tch, It’s beneath you to have to jump through hoops like this master, they should be admitting you immediately on merit. Were the fine deeds on your resume, not enough to earn you a place at this institution? I doubt the majority of the other students achieved as much as you have..I mean how could they not knowing the true way of the Magus and being coddled as they have been, I can only imagine.”

She would pause however and sound a bit more positive but still serious.

“However, the value of the opportunity to learn about other magic users in an institution of higher learning which has more prestige in this world is not lost on me.”

Gilgamesh
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Gilamesh on the other hand looked out at the landscape staying near Adelhein, a bit of a smug grin on her face.

“Personally I believe it will provide a wonderful opportunity for my Little Magus to show the others what true magecraft looks like, if they can’t keep up then they’ll fail, it’s simple as that..oh I do wonder what their looks of despair will be when they realize they’re not even close…”

“At least, I would hope there’ll be an element of participants interacting with each other. Hopefully one will manage to put up a challenge, what a drab test this will be if it’s all just child’s play.”
She’d sigh a bit toward the later part, it was pretty clear her stance was that some conflict would be entertaining even if it wasn’t spoken explicitly.

“Either Way we’ll find out if this world has something to offer after all..” She’d place her hands assertively on Adelhein’s shoulder briefly, looking over to Saber, who was practically glaring daggers at her now, as she simply flashed her grin back.

The real question was how would Adelhein and his company find the school now? Try to consult a public map? Continue to walk their way around strategically? Just up and ask someone on the street? Or perhaps investigating what was causing the strange activity was key….
 
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Adelhein El-Melloi von Breyer // Saber Alter // Gilgamesh
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Titles:
Adelhein: [Isekai], [Human], [Wanted by: Crimson Cutthroats], [Adept Magus] Color - #e60e0e
Saber Alter: [Isekai], [Construct], [Adept Swordsman] Color - #470c85
Gilgamesh: [Isekai], [Construct], [Adept Mage] Color - #d3fa5c

Corruption

0%


Saber Alter's Influence

15%


Gilgamesh's Influence

5%


The trip to the Grand Duchy of Roran from Ryke was rather uneventful, especially considering it was a neighboring country to the mercantile realm. Adelhein had set his mind on understanding the magic present in this new world, his calculating mind already preparing for the obstacles that could impede his desire for prestige. He had heard that the Duchy was magically superior compared to the rest of the land. Despite his ingrained elitism, thanks to his background in the El-Melloi family and his education in London, the potential boon the place could offer had caught his attention. His betterment in the arcane arts was paramount.

Stepping into the capital city of Aslan, Adelhein confirmed what he had heard. The sheer aesthetics of the place spoke volumes, starkly contrasting with the more provincial feel of Ryken. His crimson eyes noted the intricate architecture as his black leather boots struck the cobbled streets. He glanced upwards, observing an array of curious aerial transportation: flying broomsticks and airships soaring above. Begrudgingly, he conceded that this place was several notches above his homeland in magical prowess. He wondered if the lack of secrecy here allowed such advancements. Stopping for a moment, his gaze locked onto an arcane-powered automaton, reminiscent of a Mystic Code. Excitement mingled with wariness, though his youthful face betrayed none of it. A self-soothing gesture brought his gloved hand to adjust his cravat, the place certainly had much in store for him.

The azure hue of the bracelet on his wrist pulled him back to the present. The device marked him as an aspirant seeking admittance to the academy. Composing himself, Adelhein steeled his mind, determined to uncover whatever arcane knowledge the academy offered. The shifting scenery around him—objects moving, portals appearing—signaled the beginning of a test. “An exam before the exam… They are highly selective,” he muttered, a slight smile tugging at his lips as he observed the illusions. Saber’s voice cut through his thoughts, drawing his attention.

“Indeed, to think they would treat me like any other ‘student’ is beyond me,” he replied, his voice laced with displeasure and arrogance, tinged with pride. “But I suppose this is like the acceptance exam from the Clock Tower. Soon enough, when these tricks are overcome and I am inside the academy grounds, they will realize their folly.” His crimson eyes glinted with determination. “Hopefully, whatever they offer will be worthy... ‘learning’.”

The fallen monarch's words played on his pride, reinforcing his sense of superiority. Then, the King of Uruk spoke, her words inflating his ego further.

“It will be interesting to see what tricks they have up their sleeves,” he mused, his arrogance flaring brighter. “Even if only to show them what proper lineage and methodology can accomplish. They will learn… even if it’s the hard way.” His excitement mixed with pride as he prepared to test his mettle.

A slight surprise registered as he felt Gilgamesh’s hands on his shoulders, easing into the touch effortlessly. His mind drifted back to her promises of rewards for future success, a faint blush coloring his cheeks. It took a moment to refocus on the task, oblivious to the silent interaction between his Servants.

Considering his options for the entrance exam, he discarded the idea of asking the city’s denizens or consulting maps. The distortions in reality, the illusions, held his attention. “I bet this bracelet holds the key…” His crimson eyes darted to the magical device again. With a small smile, he approached one of the portals, paying close attention to any reaction from the bracelet.
 
Finnel
[Mundane Fae] [Elf] [Caster]
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Finnel, a young elf with a sense of adventure, had finally made it to the grand city of Aslan in the Duchy of Roran. After hopping on random caravans and traversing through portals, he now found himself in a metropolis unlike any he had ever seen. The city sprawled out before him, with buildings infused with magic, bustling streets, and a mix of people from all walks of life. As he wandered through the cobblestone streets, despite being in awe, Finnel felt a strange sense of belonging in this magical city.

Lost in his thoughts, Finnel was abruptly brought back to reality when a distressed blonde girl ran into him. "You okay?" he asked, his concern evident. Instead of answering, the girl muttered to herself, "I can't do this, I can't do this," and ran past him. Finnel’s eyes caught a glimpse of a blue-hued bracelet on the ground. “This must be hers,” he thought, picking it up. Turning to call out to the girl, he found she had already vanished into the crowd.

With nothing better to do and a curious nature to satisfy, Finnel decided to follow in the direction the girl had gone, hoping to return the bracelet. As he wandered, he began to notice strange occurrences. Benches seemed to move, and portals appeared out of place or shifted locations. Finnel shrugged off these oddities, focusing on his mission to find the girl.

After some time, he noticed a small group ahead, one of whom held a bracelet identical to the one he had found. With a casual wave, he approached them. "Hey there!" he called out, his easygoing nature evident. "You guys have one too?"

He raised the bracelet to show them, hoping they might have seen the girl. The thought of making progress brought a grin to his face. Maybe these strangers knew something that could help him. He had to act cool though; he wouldn't want them to think he was some sort of weirdo who just walked up to people for no reason.
 
Location: Aslan, Grand Duchy of Roran

Weather: Temperate, gentle cool breeze.

Time: Early Morning

Mentions: Maxxob Maxxob Jayuen Jayuen

(General Narration note: From this point onward please no unauthorized “Co-Narrating” AKA bringing prop pieces onto the scene which I have not described being there and creating and controlling characters who are not your own player character. This message is so we are adhering to Isekai Hell rules, where I as the narrator of this rp dictate the aforementioned alone unless stated otherwise.)

Gilgamesh
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“Being this selective is a good sign after all, you may be fortunate and there just may be someone at this academy worth sparring with.”

She replied somewhat amused sounding, clearly pleased at the prospect of an entertaining engagement later, a smile on her face once again.

“Defeating someone in a duel of magic certainly isn’t a bad way to bolster your reputation after all~” It was true in the world that dueling was certainly a thing, so her words weren’t unfounded, even if there were some ulterior motives behind them.


Saber Alter
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Saber rolled her eyes a bit at Gilgamesh’s obvious focused interest, before she nodded. “Indeed my master, Even if it’s the best case scenario as..Gilgamesh speaks, I’m certain you’ll be doing quite a bit of teaching to them yourself.” She’d reply with a bit of a dark smirk forming on her face at the prospect of Adelhein driving more individuals into submission through a show of power if need be.

Of course she was well aware that the power of this world scaled quite high from what she had seen in the likes of Bishop Ceylan, it was obvious if they wanted to get ahead Adelhein would do well to have access to that level of power and even more potentially if he was to rightfully assert himself where he belonged in this world, at the very top.

Adelhein would go over and wave his bracelet near one of the nearby portals. The bracelet would light up a faint reddish hue toward the center, and suddenly the portal would vanish away, perhaps suggesting it had been an illusion. The very same looking portal would then appear to be across the street, parallel from where it had been before he waved the bracelet.

Saber would look over at the bracelet. “Most curious...I suppose you’ll have to try it again to properly figure out if it’s giving you any helpful information or not.”

She knew better than to help too much encase they were being observed, not entirely sure how the academy would take to him being assisted by her in any seriously meaningful way.

Gilgamesh and Saber would both look over at Finnel by the time he arrived looking a bit guarded, now standing on either side of Adelhein sort of like bodyguards.

Saber Alter would speak coldly. “State your business. You are in the presence of Lord El-Melloi. Try anything foolish, and I cannot promise your well being.”
 
Titles:
Adelhein: [Isekai], [Human], [Wanted by: Crimson Cutthroats], [Adept Magus] Color - #e60e0e
Saber Alter: [Isekai], [Construct], [Adept Swordsman] Color - #470c85
Gilgamesh: [Isekai], [Construct], [Adept Mage] Color - #d3fa5c

Corruption

0%


Saber Alter's Influence

15%


Gilgamesh's Influence

5%


TheTimePiece TheTimePiece Jayuen Jayuen

Fishy Aroma - Umineko no Naku Koro ni


As Gilgamesh’s words reached his ears, a new glint appeared behind Adelhein's crimson eyes. The idea of a magic duel was intriguing, but if the opposition was too weak, would it even hold any value? Perhaps, given the Luminary Academy's selective nature, there would be interesting challenges ahead, making any triumph that much sweeter.

Saber’s words added to the feeling, a fleeting smile crossing his pale lips. Adelhein wished to assert his reputation through magical combat, rather than arcane development—both methods being common in his homeland. As his skills improved, becoming his apprentice would soon be an honor.

But before any of that could happen, the first challenge had to be tackled. Approaching the portal, he noted the red hue forming in the bracelet's center just before the portal vanished and reappeared across the street.

“Ah, interesting…” he murmured, palpable interest in his tone. “Maybe this bracelet can be used as a guide, detecting the illusions with the change of its hue. Let’s see what happens if the ‘true’ path is followed.” His gaze was analytical, examining the bracelet. Experimentation was the basis of magecraft, and Adelhein wasn’t a stranger to it. But before he could test his theory, someone approached the trio.

The sight of the trio might have been curious: a boy flanked by two towering females, one in ebony armor, the other in golden, like counterparts to one another.

Turning around, Adelhein's crimson gaze appraised the newcomer from head to toe. The auburn-haired man with horns also wore a bracelet. Narrowing his eyes slightly, a grin tugged at the corner of his lips—an opportunity to size up the competition.

After Saber's introduction and warning, Adelhein watched the man's reaction. “Another participant in the entrance exam?” he asked, pointing his gloved finger at the bracelet on the man's wrist. “Who might you be?”
 
Location: Aslan, Grand Duchy of Roran

Weather: Temperate, gentle cool breeze.

Time: Early Morning

Mentions: Maxxob Maxxob Jayuen Jayuen (Rounds Absent: 1)

Saber Alter
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“...Do you think he’s deaf?” Saber asked, looking stern still at not getting a response. She would lean in a bit closer to the unresponsive FInnel, before moving back, like she was examining him. He didn’t appear to be a threat.


Gilgamesh
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“Maybe he’s stunned because he’s in awe.” She’d say with a smug confident look as usual.

“Shame too, an ally or someone to outclass, such as an elf like him would have been most impressive on your examination report, young magus. My understanding is that many of those they call fae are naturally inclined toward a talent in magic after all.."


“It’s no matter then, Let’s get moving then my master, time is of the essence, since we are uncertain what the criteria of assessment is, a faster time of finding the academy might be advantageous for us, and I believe that your thoughts about the bracelet are worthy to investigate."

(Narrator Note: Maxxob Told me OOC what doing)

Presuming Adelhein went off to explore and use his bracelet more, Saber and Gilgamesh would follow him diligently acting like his bodyguards for the time being. Should anyone get too close they’d stand more assertively and give them a look like if they tried anything they’d end up in a body bag. He would use the bracelet sort of like a compass, looking around to see how it reacted to the surrounding environment. When he made his way toward another portal much farther down the street, this time instead of flashing red, his bracelet gave off a greenish hue, and the portal did not vanish.

What was more peculiar was that on the ground in front of the portal there appeared to be three or so .strange intricate arcane like symbols that only Adelhein seemed to be able to see, One was a more triangular geometric shape on the right side, the middle one had a pentagon base and to the left was a rectangular base. Furthermore the surrounding area around him continued to shift every now and again the longer he examined the new symbols of potential interest. The ball was back in Adelhein’s court, would he try to decipher the meaning of the symbols? Ask around? Use his bracelet to try to gain more information? Thankfully while he was looking, Saber and Gilgamesh were able to cover his blind spots to ensure he was protected during this process.

As a result when a young man who was wearing a fairly ornate silver and gold outfit who also appeared to be wearing a similar bracelet walked by, bumped into Saber instead of Adelhein, and tripped forward falling over.

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Oof! Hey watch where you’re going!, I can’t be seen floundering on the ground like some common fool during this examination!”

The young man glared at Saber, before righting himself up.

“Well..aren’t you going to apologize?!” He’d ask indignantly, despite the fact he clearly hadn’t been paying attention to where he was going.

Instead of apologizing, Saber stood still and true, with a serious look on her face.

“You there! Get your servant to apologize!” He huffed with a demanding voice, before noticing that Adelhein also had a bracelet. He looked like his attention shifted to trying to see what Adelhein had been looking at.



Five Small Golems
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It looked like behind the young man was a trail of five small earth like golems with blue gems toward their centers that appeared to be energized, crackling every now and again with magic energy.

Instead of responding Gilgamesh stood there with a grin. "I think getting an apology is the least of your concerns for this exam if you're struggling this much to simply get off the ground." There was a possibility in her words she was attempting to goad out more of a response.
 
Titles:
Adelhein: [Isekai], [Human], [Wanted by: Crimson Cutthroats], [Adept Magus] Color - #e60e0e
Saber Alter: [Isekai], [Construct], [Adept Swordsman] Color - #470c85
Gilgamesh: [Isekai], [Construct], [Adept Mage] Color - #d3fa5c

Corruption

0%


Saber Alter's Influence

15%


Gilgamesh's Influence

5%


TheTimePiece TheTimePiece

An eyebrow was raised as crimson eyes gazed upon the unresponsive man. “I suppose it could be a mix of both. Or maybe he wants to hide his game until the right moment,” Adelhein chimed in, his lips flattening as his expression returned to neutral. Whether it was hearing problems, astonishment at the group, or a hidden game being played, time was of the essence, and the teenager decided not to waste it. Nodding towards Saber, he resolved to carry on with the entrance exam despite the lost opportunity.

As the portal reacted differently, a barely contained excitement began to bloom on the young magus' face, his crimson eyes glinting with something unknown behind them. His gaze lowered to the ground, eyes narrowing as he took in the shapes in front of the portal. Crouching down, he extended his arm, gloved index finger straight, looming closer and closer to the symbols.

Just as Adelhein was about to touch the symbol on the left with a rectangular base, he halted. Any attempt at that moment would be a brute force one, and with the surrounding area shifting constantly, it didn't seem like a good idea. The portal might disappear, and he'd need to search for it again. Instead, his methodical mind chose a different approach. His attention shifted to the bracelet, watching for any change in its hue. But his experimentation was cut short by a thumping sound and a flustered voice.

Standing up, hiding his slight annoyance behind a neutral mask, he turned on his heels to face the source of the disturbance. The young magus' red orbs met the golden-haired man's azure ones for a moment, a cold edge to them. Before dignifying the man with an answer, Adelhein's gaze slid through his form, from head to toe, noting his ornate attire. At the back of his mind, dark whispers from the Grail's black mud began to ooze into his very soul, like a Siren's call, singing a melody of unbridled violence.

Still, its weak grip found no purchase on the young Master, for now. His gaze, by then, looked at the newcomer as if he were a mere object, measuring whatever worth he could possess. “I see no reason why she should apologize when you bumped into her due to your own carelessness.” As Adelhein spoke, his left index tapped gently against the underside of his jaw. After a few moments, the corner of his lips turned upwards slightly. “In fact, I believe it is you who owe her an apology, as it is only proper.” His tone was one of mock politeness, hiding steel beneath silk.

While the young magus waited for the man's reaction, his gaze swept towards the small earth golems behind him, no doubt familiars of the golden-haired man. With mirth in his eyes, he had pushed the ante even higher, piling more on top of Gilgamesh's words. Goading was also his objective at that moment.
 
Location: Aslan, Grand Duchy of Roran

Weather: Temperate, gentle cool breeze.

Time: Early Morning

Mentions: Maxxob Maxxob Jayuen Jayuen (2)


Gilgamesh
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“Well that’s certainly a thought my young Magus.” She’d say, seemingly entertained at the possible prospect that whoever this was could possibly be holding back for the right moment, just to see how they would react to their presence.
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Saber Alter and Gilgamesh had both been watching and waiting even as Adelhein had been attempting to do his experimentation

Saber Alter
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Saber would take notice of Adelhein’s excitement, a slight small smile forming on her usual face. “I see you’re making progress, master.” However she would not speak to him much more on the matter, nor Did Gilgamesh, for it was clear to both of them that Adelhein was very focused and making important decisions. He determined if he made too much contact with the symbols it could potentially upset the already tenuous balance of stability which allowed him to access the portal.


Unfortunately just as Adelhein would see that hovering the bracelet over the leftmost rectangular fancy symbol seemed to cause a green hue to appear on his bracelet this highly productive focused period of time was interrupted.

Nolan Cryros
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His face shifted to looking more annoyed at hearing Adelhein’s mock politeness “That's ridiculous! Like I’d ever apologize to a servant who doesn’t understand they should move out of my way! If she had any common sense she should have apologized to me herself, I’m already showing a great deal of benevolence by allowing you to direct her even now!” What sort of servant do you have if she doesn’t understand the basics of this social order!?” He continued to rant.

“Not to mention your other servant, how dare she insinuate I’m incapable!”

“Do you have any idea who I am? I'm Nolan Cryos! I’m not clumsy! Do you have any idea who my father is or who his father was?! My great grandfather is Caden the white! I imagine that name rings a bell.”
He spoke sounding more smug now,

To which Gilgamesh would chime in, “I can't’ say I’ve ever heard of that name before.” Looking smug herself, which only caused Nolan’s face to shift once more to annoyance.

It wasn’t long after that point that the youthful exam taker would begin to interface with his own bracelet, and suddenly a blue transparent portrait icon of Adelhein and him on the other side would appear between the two of them, with both their names displayed below them, a transparent check and an x logo would appear above Adelhein’s bracelet.

“Well then Adelhein, I formally challenge you to a duel! I’ll impress the proctors and show you why you should teach your servants some manners!” He confidently spoke.

Saber would add in as serious as ever, "You'll refer to him as Lord El-Melloi."

Nolan would scoff at the suggestion, before awaiting the response.
 
Titles:
Adelhein: [Isekai], [Human], [Wanted by: Crimson Cutthroats], [Adept Magus] Color - #e60e0e
Saber Alter: [Isekai], [Construct], [Adept Swordsman] Color - #470c85
Gilgamesh: [Isekai], [Construct], [Adept Mage] Color - #d3fa5c

Corruption

0%


Saber Alter's Influence

15%


Gilgamesh's Influence

5%


TheTimePiece TheTimePiece

Adelhein watched the man in front of him growing more unnerved by his attitude, a smile of genuine amusement playing on his lips. He had been taught by the El-Melloi family to maintain his composure, but that didn’t mean slights should go unanswered.

“As far as social order goes, she is leagues above you. Imagine the Dragon Slayer being ordered around by anyone who isn’t me.” He waved his hand dismissively, finding the idea absurd. He had earned that privilege, thanks to the Grail and his actions during that distant war.

The young magus appeared pensive for a moment. “Well, the Babylonian king has a keen eye for talent. If she says you are incompetent or incapable, she would be correct.” Adelhein stated it as an undeniable truth.

“Nolan Cryos… Caden the White…” He repeated the names, his gloved hand scratching his chin as his crimson eyes glanced skyward in mock contemplation. Then, with a casual shrug, he looked at Gilgamesh. “I’ve never heard of either.”

Internally, Adelhein felt a surge of glee. Humiliating Nolan by dismissing his lineage was deeply satisfying.

His amusement grew as Nolan fiddled with his magical bracelet, summoning a magical interface and issuing a formal challenge. The unexpected but welcomed turn of events brought a vicious edge to Adelhein’s smile.

“Ah, participants can duel each other? This Ethereal Luminary Academy is more interesting than I thought.” He remarked, finding the academy’s approach refreshingly different from the Clock Tower’s.

Checking the confirmation box, Adelhein took a few steps back, eyes trained on his adversary. “Very well, Nolan Cryos, descendant of Caden the White. I’ll give you the first move. Let’s see what your lineage can do.” His crimson eyes narrowed, the smile on his face transforming into a cruel grin. The whispers at the back of his head were about to get their fill.
 

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