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Fantasy Liberating Xria

Ahribelle

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Xria, is the capital of Aspan. The city where Energy-Contained Neo Humans, ECN Humans for short, otherwise known as Metahumans, reside. Metahumans are humans that have occult powers. Xria is renown for its infamous residents, and their abilities. Everything and eveyone outside Xria wasn't allowed inside; some people looked down upon others, just because they didn't have abilities. Everyone outside Xria lived an inhumane, hard life, for more than a century.





Life outside Xria was hard, without enough resources, people starved and suffered. Whoever was to try and break into Xria, would immediately be executed, which is why nobody would even dare get close Xria's gate. There were different locations outside Xria, like Alrxyn City, Willowbrooke Isle, The Ruins of Xythe, and more.



Alryxn City is a city for normal humans, humans without supernatural abilities. A gust of dry wind winds through the maze of ancient houses where windows have long shattered in the weakness of their structures and rotting boards, some broken, others hanging try to cover the empty eyes of every abandoned home. Doors hang on the few threads of their hinges and groan with pain at every sway. Weeds socialize across the cracking asphalt of every road. The city had been built on a grid and no expense spared. The glass stared down from skyscrapers that kissed the grey sky above. The roads were perfect rivers of tarmac untouched by all but the construction vehicle tires. Traffic lights blinked to control the non-existent cars and the pedestrian crossing buttons were shiny without a sheen of finger-prints. The air was as clean as the countryside. On occasion a deer would gallop through the streets or a bird alight on the tall black lampposts, but other than that the only noise was the wind. At the train station stood seven high-speed engines with multiple high-class carriages but the clock on the wall had long given up on telling the time. By anomaly it topped the nations charts for lack of crime, smallest hospital wait-lists and lack of children failing in school. It was a horrible city to live in.



Willowbrooke isle is a creepy island with a creepy forest. The wind howled and blew a bitter chill past the dying trees; it danced with the leaves and dragged them away unwillingly from the autumn ground. The floor was damp and stagnant with the odour of decomposing wood, diamonds pierced the black sheet held up above and looked down with vengeance. The forest seemed to never end; tall silhouettes shadowing the ground, ravens circling overhead, and screams echoing through the wind. Beady eyes hidden within the bramble scanned the area, oblivious that they were prey to this Forest. A paranormal presence lurked in the essence of the devils grasp, shadowing each living organism with dire precision.



The last but definately not the least, the Ruins of Xythe. Xythe used to be a kingdom, a peaceful kingdom where all the humans used to live, it was formerly known as the kingdom of Xythe, ruled by Xythe; and was therefor named by his name. Xythe was considered one of the most beloved and legendary kings of all time. While some of his more fantastical tales are rumored to have been the work of imagination more than history, all scholars agree on his leadership skills. Until an unknown shadow-like creature lured Xythe into darkness. Xythe was the last thing this creature needed in order to form Cero; creatures that manifest the darkness. All this creature needed was the souk of a legendary ruler, and so Cero were formed, everything was in chaos. A decade after, it ended. An unknown human who happened to find a way to beat Cero, sealed their souls away, hiding them somewhere in the Ruins of Xythe, probably not ever gonna open. After that, this unknown person disappeared. Leaving everything peaceful as everyone started a new life. But, what if the Cero are released again? And what if they invade Xria? And they did.



All the people of Xria couldn't win, well, they could probably beat the Cero if they work together, but no. Some people of Xria didn't want to work together, they wanted to prove that they were strong without others. Which is why they needed to retreat. There were many Metahumans, and many Cero, but there were twelve Cero who were the strongest. Those twelve were called, "The Forastero". In Spanish, outsiders. Will the Metahumans liberate Xria from Cero? Or will they just abandon it, and live outside Xria, where those who don't have abilities hate them, where they could possibly die?



{P.S: it's pronounced, "Shiri-ah".
;) }
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