A silent assassin creeps through the Labyrinth’s hallways. Decked out in a stealth-class exosuit, Amelia Greyheart, the Black Queen, slithers through the darkness like a shadowy snake searching for prey. Having spent the better part of an entire day scouring the Labyrinth, Amelia’s movements appear much twitchier and alert than when she first started. Many…
First Day, Eighteenth Hour. Ose, the Emperor of Infiltration, soars around Tarus II at blinding speeds, unconstrained by wind resistance, friction, or most other limitations placed upon mortal bodies. Only gravity exerts any pull on her invisible and immaterial ghost-body, preventing her from soaring to the heavens and leaving the planet behind. She flickers from…
AUTHOR NOTE: I corrected a big error in Part 264! Read about it here! Day One, Hour Seventeen, at the western edge of the Horned Forest. Phoebe Hiro and her army tentatively hold the line as countless waves of demons and undead swarm at them from the Warpgate encampment. No longer sealed off, it hums…
An hour earlier, near the eastern side of Hero City. Orias, Baron of the Stars, sits cross legged atop a small hill with a few dozen trees surrounding him. This lightly forested bulge in the otherwise wide-open eastern plains grants him a layer of concealment from any hostile gazes. The Baron takes a long, deep…
First Day, Sixteenth Hour. Inside Camael’s Cube. My skull throbs and pulses with pain. Every time I use my Wordsmithing, some of my brain cells die, making my vision go spotty for a moment. "Seal! Seal! Seal! Return! Haaah… haaah…" I pause my ceaseless magic-casting to sink to the ground, positioning myself at the center…
I wrote a refresher for Cryopod, which will get you from Parts 225-261, just in case you guys forgot any story beats! First Day: Sixteenth Hour. Sunlight shines upon Tarus II’s surface. At 4 PM, the midday sun beats down overhead, but its rays barely warm the planet’s surface, given the early springtime chill. Ying-Ying,…
"Admiral," Umi says, "The last Kraktol visitor has taken a physical, and I have finished tallying all of their results." José Rodriguez, the last living Terran, sits up on his bunk and blinks the sleep out of his eyes. In less than two seconds, he swings his legs over the side of the bed and…
It takes José and Kisa around five minutes to walk across the Bloodbearer’s hangar bay. When they arrive at their destination, Kisa gasps audibly. "Wow! Is this the Slipstream? It looks way different from the other ships around it!" José nods. "It is, and you’re right; it does." The Admiral pauses before the bullet-shaped vessel….
"Graugh! I bet you have missed the taste of authentic Kraktol cuisine while you’ve been away!" Lord Drall sits at a small, rectangular table with his two daughters, Megla and Sapphire, as well as his half-daughter, Soren. Soren and Megla sit on one side, while Drall and Sapphire sit on the other. The small family…
Lord Drall’s razor-sharp toe-claws clink and clatter against the steel deckplates as he paces along beside his new comrade and soon-to-be battle buddy, José Rodriguez. The Terran and Kraktol stroll through the Bloodbearer’s main hangar bay past dozens of shuttlecraft of varying sizes. Their path angles them toward a vessel far bigger than the shuttles…
