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Copycat: Injan followed the master through the castle, making their way in a labyrinth of rooms and hallways, with beautiful drawings painted in every sliding door, candles and small lamps shining their way as they walked. He noticed how the rooms were specialized and almost none were empty, from small storages to individual dormitories, the lower part of the Order´s temple was impressive as it was scary. In just a few words, the man explained that in the lowest part the students trained their skills and mastered the arts of invisibility and control, living their lives serving the cause of the Order, commanded by superior teachers that

Following no light: Injan followed the hooded man through the catacombs the scent of old wood and humidity filled the place. As they descended he noticed that everything was full of skulls that hanged from the ceiling creating diverse patterns, ironically, none of them had to do with the materials used, from flowers to chandeliers, every single one of them made out of parts of what used to be humans. Injan felt a cold shiver in his back, wondering what could have they done to deserve such a punishment of being used as a decoration, especially one that is probably not going to be seen by anyone again in a really long time, considering the ru

The two EVO users ran through the scrapyard, finally reaching the other side, Trent continuously tripping since he was being dragged at high speed by Zari. Until, near the door he tripped with a tube that was partially out of the ground and landed a few meters before him, head first. “Hurry up!” she said, grabbing his arm to get Trent on his feet faster “I still don’t understand the rush, we can just walk home, and it’s not that late, even if it’s autumn” he said, trying to keep up the pace with the brunette “What happened to all the energy from before?! You were jumping and running from side

Part 1: introductions “…and that´s the EVO Shield of Might! Used for protection and all sorts of defensive maneuvers, oh! And that’s…” Those were the first words Zari and Sakura heard when walking out of the room. When they looked at the small bench on the corner they saw an almost sleep Trent and a joyful Sanaret pointing at pictures in a big brown book. As soon as Trent rose his head and noticed the presence of Zari, he moved his mouth silently but enough for Zari to understand the message “Help…Me” “Hi Sanaret!” Zari waved her hand as she got closer to the two EVO users. T

Connor woke up the next day on a comfortable bed, in fact, it was so confy he went back to sleep a second time. When he finally woke up for real, he was in a strange room, quite big, all the walls were made out of carved wood and the whole place smelled like cinnamon. It was full of books, and had a simple desk on the right. “Heavens! You are awake! I’m so glad indeed that you haven´t taken a step to the other side” When Connor looked to his left, a girl wearing a deep dark dress with two small curly pigtails was entering the room through the wall holding a small plate with soup on it. He wanted to say something, but i

Light closed the door behind him as he entered the giant tree. He was more than wet because of the rain, in fact, it would rather seem that instead of walking in the rain, he had jumped into an Olympic pool, swam to the other side and returned to then enter the house. He entered the living room and dropped Millennium near the entrance, didn’t matter much, no one else could move it. He sat on the couch near the fireplace of one of the rooms and relaxed his body closing his eyes, when he opened them, Lira was sitting on the arm of the couch, looking at him worried. “I told you to stop going out so late, we aren’t going to ge

Part 2: Consequences While Trent´s brain suffered a thousand years of EVO history reading, Zari and Sakura were inside the Iron Room. The name went back years and it was supposed to have a deeper meaning than the whole room being a giant steel deathtrap. Spikes and strange symbols covered the walls, only being slightly lighten by the torches on the walls, he didn’t like electricity in his room and he said it was “a creation by humans that are not able to survive on their own”. Zari had a really bad feeling about this place, not only the glowing seals and torches freaked her out but the fact that she had been in front o

Part 1: the nur… healer “Sit on the bench” were the only words that Zari told Trent before entering a big room with a deep black door that reflected the light of the rest of the hall, probably made out of obsidian looking at the stone. So he just stood there, looking around, hoping something happened, it was worse than school being sit there, at least at school he could be ignoring the class, or sleeping, but here, any of those two would probably get him hurt or killed. After a few more minutes, he felt someone else sitting on the bench. Trent didn’t pay much attention to it. But after a while, he felt something was

He fought against the darkness catching up to him, but he was falling at high speed and moving was really hard, the darkness slowly started to surround him like it was some kind of liquid. He twitched and rolled trying to take it off him, as the ground got closer each second and the dark liquid finally surround him completely as he felt hitting the floor. Connor woke up in a big crate, the smell of ashes filled the air and his head hurt like crazy. Wait, how did he know he was Connor? More importantly, how did he end up in a crate in the middle of a really creepy forest?! “Hello? Is there someone out there? Sorry for crashing in! ...l

Tales of the Dragon Hunter MISSION 01: Catch a Train ENTRY 01: Mary “Technnie” passed her fingers through the keyboard at really fast speed, unlocking codes, moving passwords, her eyes moved as fast as the monitor changed. Her glasses reflected the only light of the room. She remembered what was a couple of minutes back… that figure, that silhouette, it all happened so sudden but yet… so precise. Technnie shook her head and returned to work, but something still annoyed the back of her brain. Who was she? Why did she know her name? The past had returned to haunt her perhaps, or maybe was something else. A voice came t