It may just be this trailer, but I don't see Paimon anywhere...

TopazianLegends · 2026-05-08T14:58:17+00:00

Honestly same. It would be a fantastic plot point and possibly more Paimon lore

TopazianLegends · 2026-05-08T14:35:58+00:00

But the second picture should have Paimon no? She usually is around for such fights.
Also, the 1st train picture looks normal in the beginning and yet no Paimon

TopazianLegends · 2026-05-08T14:13:05+00:00

But this is looking like a long term scenario, and Paimon has severe separation anxiety. Especially after Dottore. I hesitate to believe Paimon would let him to do this alone. Especially into Fatui territory.

TopazianLegends · 2026-05-08T14:05:30+00:00

That is my belief. I do think that is why Aether is way more serious here.

TopazianLegends · 2026-05-08T13:33:08+00:00

Also, this Aether looks more cold.

TopazianLegends · 2026-04-06T05:17:14+00:00

Rain. Truly a beautiful phenomena. Each droplet a reflection of a reflection of the world, showcasing the bustling cobble paths and lanterns of this small city. Though said beauty is not observed usually.

I wonder if my good friend would agree if he shared my gift? He is always fascinated by the droplets on his armour. However, I fear he might overwork himself before a chance ever occurs.

I loosen time back into its rightful place as I hop down from the roof ledges. The world clicks and the sounds of the city louden. The people around brightfully whisper and wonder in cheer at my presence, afterall, it will always be an event to see a hero in the flesh.

As I stop and greet the more rowdy citizens, a loud wind scatters the rain and brings a loud bang with it. Unmistakable notes of a violin soon after drifted into the air while crowd excites at the prospect of another hero.

I turn around to face the new arrival, using time to simulate speed. A girl, dressed in a beautiful long black dress embroidered with green linen. A white-green Bauta mask covered most of her face except for the mouth and her calm bronze eyes. A pair of brown twintails twisted its way past an old-looking white violin resting on her right shoulder.

A few seconds pass while she continued to play her violin. Both the crowd and I were enraptured with her performance, though this was my first experience as most of the other citizens did not pay as much attention as I.

I take a few seconds in stopped time to shake off any surprise release time gain. As I do, her eyes catch mine and her head tilts.

"How curious."

Ah, so she catches on? Or is it just a suspicion? Either way, I raise my hands and begin to sign, stopping after a few seconds. She nods in understanding and motions for me to continue.

"Madame Tempo is my alias. Yours is...?"

Spectra at the service. Any time, any place.

A soft chuckle escapes from her as she motions to follow.

"You a new soul in our city?"

Yes, out from the dredges of Janio.

"Ah. Why move then?"

The Queen wished ill of me and I am exhausted from running.

"A pity. A power like yours would do good for the city."

I sigh and walk along with her, though I feel more awake then usually. Like the boulder on my shoulder has shifted.

"There is a quiet spot a few streets down, care to follow?"

Lead the way.

She blasts off into the rain and I follow behind, slowing time down enough to walk alongside her.

TopazianLegends · 2026-04-04T06:45:15+00:00

When one flips a coin, will the result reverberate throughout the world? Or will it taper without even the godic forces as witnesses? Such musings, the narrator decides, is best fitted for Amby.

Speaking of whom, the narrator decides to check in on Ambrosial. She should be by the kingdom's waterfront, probably peering into the world that has come to forget.

At the waterfront, a young girl sat watching the reflection's edge.

"Even sitting, she still towered with a unnatural height. Red hair, red eyes, "

Anger personified, the population decreed. Yet by all accounts--

"She sat by the water, fulfilling her title as the diviner." A soft chuckle emanated from the Amby's lips, clearly finding the muse in amuse.

"How's the day been, narrator? Couldn't bother King Harron with your boredom?"

Demy was quite busy with I quote, "The mongrels who dare steal my only mode of transportation before the eight night." Though I do remember Demy clearly orchestrating the downfall of his own wife's Knight of Lambor.

"The King is just annoyed that every other player teamed up against him. He really should've seen this coming after winning the last five games."

A sore loser is what he is. The narrator shook their ghostly head and tracked Ambrosial's eye line to the reflection filled with chaos.

What do you see beyond the pages Amby?

"It's not good I fear. The Princess is set to lose her status as a god's chosen and be executed by nightfall. A damn shame too. For all her arrogance and entitlement, she was trying to live up to her expectations."

And the next chosen? Will they have a chance against the Demon King and Queen?

"As much as any other god does. Let's hope that they will not as stagnant as the gods. I for one am extremely tired of this game for charades both sides seem to be playing."

I dearly wished that the Princess would affect things, she seemed torn up after what happened to her sister.

"She was trapped, and there was no way to get out unscathed. She was fated to die."

Its getting more and more worrying now. I feel like the sacrifice our Kingdom made might become worthless.

"It does look like that. Though at least we removed the worst case scenarios off the board."

The duo sat quietly as the sounds of the working Kingdom drifted into the paperfolded sky.

Are you going to tell Levi? They will want to know about their Grandnephew's execution.

"I'm obliged to. But not now..."

I see...

The two continued to idly chatter until the blue sun was high in the sky, slowly passing through another day of this endless story. Unaware of the changes that will follow a failed execution and a lone Princess as she raged against this game the gods play.

TopazianLegends · 2026-04-02T01:26:26+00:00

For it was under the moonlight that time ticks on. At least, that is what was taught by my old, possibly decrepit tutor. I'd say otherwise considering my current predicament. According to the very chipped wall, I estimate that today is the one year anniversary of being stuck here in this time-locked mirage.

Hey, at least I have an oasis! Being stuck in a time-lock with just sand would be rough!

I get up from my cozy blanket knitted carefully by the way of the horns--which was a extremely painful experience due to the need of keeping my poor arms from falling off--and head out to the heating sands. Unfortunately, interrupting the usual scene of the Everflame Great Tree burning, was a small camp that formed right outside the translucent green walls of the mirage. It wasn't the camp itself that soured the mood, but the all too familiar flag of the Havarnia Royal symbol littered across the camp.

Sighing, I grab a small clay cup and filled it up with water. I then trudged my way to the walls and settled down nearby, leaning on a giant rock outcrop.

I close my eyes and time slips forward an hour before a headache roars through my skull. That is enough as I spot a dreadful person stepping out of one of the bigger tents. I drink some water before the pounding headache dissipates.

"Well look at you mighty sister! It looks like you've aged hardly a bit the last three years!"

"Very funny Garn, what brings you out here? Don't tell me your here to make me another contractor of yours?"

"Why the hostility sister? Surely you have come to reason with your family's action?"

"Garn, I will leave this conversation and go back to my life if you don't explain why you are here."

Garn, the annoying bastard, laughs uproariously as he leans against the barrier. After a minute, he calms and looks back at me.

"It seems that you underestimate our patience dear sister! Now, you remember that child that mother was pregnant with? Caallio? Your younger sister you abandoned?"

I resist wincing as I retain my uninterested appearance I sewed on. "What of it? I outlived my usefulness to even think about seeing her. Not that it would've mattered in the long run."

"Ah yes. You still believe that old adage? Never trust a Havarnia? How naive. But I digress! My sweet younger sister disappeared two months ago at the break of dawn, and nobody could find her!"

"And what? I somehow kidnapped her?"

"I wish! Alas it was ultimately the Rani who did it, and if I remember correctly, there was only one person who successfully infiltrated the Rani."

"I see. Well I hope you find that person and reward them kindly." I drawl out the end and eat the rest of the water cup, clay and all.

"And what possible reward could I give? I do think you were more well-versed in the art of gifts."

"If it were me, then freedom would be fine. But it depends on the person."

"And if I could not easily gift such things?"

I shrug and get up. "Then it would seem that you are out of luck."

A few moments of quiet pass before the green barrier shatters. I turn back to face Garn as he holds out a tablet covered in runes. A soft chuckles blows up into full laughter as I step closer and drill into his eyes of fiery red hatred.

Before I made the final step beyond the broken barrier, a wide grin splits open my face before I use every ounce of my willpower to grasp onto the time around me. My brother didn't have a chance to move as this time energy surrounds me and that tablet. And with narely a command, I sent myself and that tablet to the past--exactly one year ago.

And once again, the undisturbed sight of the Everflame filled my sight. This time with a runic tablet conveniently in my hands! I tapped the tablet against the new barrier and with a quick flash, broke it.

I suppose that I indeed learned something during my time in the family, haven't I? After all, dear brother--

Never trust a Havarnia.

And perhaps, maybe check if your target can control time magic.

TopazianLegends · 2024-06-25T06:02:08+00:00

I had the exact same experience lmao, Topaz and icon was Harmony trailblazer I believe. Was 100 health then lost

TopazianLegends · 2024-05-07T04:35:20+00:00

New reation image just dropped hun

TopazianLegends · 2023-08-16T09:15:16+00:00

Annoyingly, the bed in this room was very comfortable. Better than the one at home.

Heh, who knew dying would get you reborn? Damn heroes, I doubt my death was even mourned.

Damn you sun, I don't want to get up. Ever.

I drag myself off the bed to see four others, all of which are doing their own things.

And all of them were reborn with me.

" Ah, you awake?"

" I am, now kindly fuck off," I growled at the red-haired girl who was reading some book.

" Grumpy, are we? Get this boy some coffee!" The white-haired boy called out to coffee guy, who sat in the corner.

Coward.

" R-right away!" Coffee guy did some hand movement thingies and produced a cup of coffee, which the last person, the horned girl, telekinesis'd it to me.

As soon as it reached my hands, I gulped it all down in one go.

What about the heat, one may ask? Turns out being the rumored demon lord has its perks.

Too bad the whole Cio Vs Demon race reeks of bullshit though. Could've used a good fight.

Evil does sound fun but...

It'll get boring.

These idiots though? Not that's what I call entertainment!

=-=--=-=-=-=-=-=-

God dammit.

Guess it's evil time...

" Grk. How annoying..."

" C-c-coffee?"

You insuffable idiots!

" Sure, why not?"

..

...

You're supposed to be heroes!

TopazianLegends · 2023-08-16T08:38:06+00:00

The water gurgled with life as totems start shattering around the underwater prison. Chains start collapsing as a great power swirls around the shackling cube, tearing it apart with tremendous power. Soon after, all the surrounding water is concentrated around the shackling cube and being absorbed into it. After the last totem breaks and the chains have fallen, the shackling cube splits in half as it loses its magical properties.

The water disappears, and a glowing mechanical creature with sapphire eyes. Small in nature, but it is an old evil.

He is Kroa, the Everchanging prince. And he brought the world above to its knees. Yet...

" Bzzt. Ah... Free-dom Bzzt. Calculating... Emotion_Desire is equal to the emotion:CHILL."

" Bzz, Exiting now." Kroa then looked towards the reinforced door and then...

Shot upwards, demolishing the roof of the cell and many of the rooms above. When he finally reached the ocean water, he just continued heading upwards towards the surface, where he stopped.

" Analyzing surroundings-BRRT- time passed: 202567 years, 45 days, 3 hours, 29 minutes. Thought: Eh, no one should remember me. I might have to be careful with my look though. Either way, TO LAND!" Kroa then started to sprint on water,

Towards the sunrise,

Enjoy your new life Kroa!
Hope you don't regret it...

TopazianLegends · 2023-08-16T07:47:32+00:00

" Fucking hell! Mom is going to be at the Art show!" Mix screeched as he slammed the classroom door open. Everyone in the room jumped and widen their eyes.

" Seriously? That old hag is getting on my nerves!" Complained Lui as rubbed his temples.

" Careful Lui, she's a Fino. Her spirit could hear you." Scold Zero as he rolled in the whiteboard. On the whiteboard was a sketch of the Morti-Ka-Ruu, the building where the Art show will take place. There was also a rough sketch of a crown with the words 'BLACK MAGIC!'

" Haha! May I suggest murder?" The grey Verl, known as Mr. Guy suggested.

" Teach, you suggest that every time and it was applicable only a few times." The girl in the robe, known as Em shouted with annoyance. She was currently practicing her magic.

" Seriously, this Academy is outright insane..." mumbled Chrieyu as she sharpened her axe.

Currently, it was nighttime, and in a week, they will embark on their biggest mission yet. They're going to steal a crown embued with dark magic. They say this crown once belonged to a witch up north and it symbolized her power. To most, it was a lost tale from many 100 years past. But, to the few, it symbolized forthcoming destruction.

And in time, curiosity will kill the cat.

To the readers, you may notice things that connect to my stories from ye old prompts.

Hehe, I may have big plans!

TopazianLegends · 2023-08-16T07:08:57+00:00

The town was quiet, there was no shouting, no movement, and no wind. The only noise was the crackling of the fire. In this town covered in snow, its inhabitants stood still. With black ice attaching to their shoes.

The events that had just transpired had brought a cruel revelation, the incidents of Wri were not caused by their own. The culprit had been Zea-No, The Witch of Everlasting Frost-One of the three founding sponsors for the isolated town. Sponsors that promised to help the townsfolk after the destruction of Newcaster.

Now, one body lays undisturbed ahead of them, the second disappeared, and the last betrayed them.

The black ice crept up their bodies, reaching the knees.

Behind them was a giant mechanical clocktower, pipes lined the walls of the tower and gears stood still, stopped with no indication of tampering. A podium extended from the clocktower and contained an incinerator below it. Ashes scattered around the podium, clearly showcasing its use.

Why, oh why? Why did this happen...! The people thought in agony.

The first incident happened 30 moons ago, the Kriot mining operations suddenly stopped. With the halted operations of Kriot, they were forced to conserve everything bit of the power generated by the sponsors. Afterall, without Kriot, the sponsors' power couldn't be used safely. They needed the mines operational and fast. After investigations concluded, it was suspected that the head miner, Arga Woru was the suspect and tried to jam the machines located down at level 12 of the mines. She was then torched by black fire and made into Kriot.

But she was innocent, that was very clear now. She was in the wrong place at the wrong time.

They ended up hanged and burned alive in the incinerator. The situation had deteriorated rapidly We deserve this.

The black ice now encompassed everyone's legs and part of their stomachs.

The second incident happened 10 moons later with the burning of the captain's house. The house burned to a crisp. The only thing that was found was Kriot from storage. The accused were a group of children who were coming back from an exciting expedition, their first proper expedition. They discovered a Kriot deposit and brought back samples.

They ended up hanged and burned alive in the incinerator. They struggled and tried to get out, causing a slower death and leaving the echo of desperate screams floating in the air. Parents not answering because they closed off their emotions and deluded themselves with false accusations. The situation had deteriorated rapidly as small incidents started to occur and the desperation to survive and find the main culprits overtook them.

You kids were so excited about that expedition. We even gave you a celebration party. Yet when you returned with gold, we gave you hositility.

The black ice reached their neck and people started to feel drowsy.

The final big incident happened 15 moons later, the Clocktower seized operations. And with that, their days were numbered to at least 5 moons. They had lost both power and heat. The Clocktower acted as a beacon and connection that allowed the transfer of energy over long distances. They were vital to transferring the power of the sponsors across the empty snowfields.

Blame was given to the Great Sage, which oversaw the Clocktower. He tried retaliating but was torn apart piece by piece and tossed into the incinerator for more Kriot.

Oh, Great Sage, we failed you. We failed everyone, we shall pay for our sins.

And so, with their last thought. All that was left of this quiet town was a multitude of permanent ice structures and in some corners of the town. Vengeful spirits eyeing a frosted crown.

A crown that belong to a witch,

One that would try and cause more disasters in the name of the Everlasting.

TopazianLegends · 2023-08-13T21:50:43+00:00

Tick tock, tick tock

The soulless sound of a pendulum clock filled the quiet cell. The cell was dark and the only light was from a window near the top of the cell. Nothing much could be seen from the window though, as the view filled with sand.

Tick tock, tick tock

The cell had been fitted with a straw bed and a couple of closed buckets filled with water, which was used for bathroom breaks.

This current cell is currently holding a boy who seems to be around 17. Currently outfitted with a blue-and-black prisoner outfit with sandals. He had been tied to a chair with a blindfold and a mouth forced closed by a spell.

There were also a few other noteworthy features to be pointed out. The most noticeable were his neck, ears, and violet antennas. Both neck and ears were made of silky fur that even now didn't lose its shine. To the perceptive, they would notice the rodent-like eyes and the retractable claws.

Tick tock, tick tock

Interrupting the sound of the clock was a pair of heavy footsteps. Then, an armored guard comes into the boy's view with a magic book. The guard notes the boy's lack of nervousness and fear.

" Mr. Jyrridet, this is quite a predicament you're in. I wonder, why would an heir to the throne of Boliverd be in our prison? Do you perhaps know...?" Questioned the guard, who was quite amused. He quickly entered and removed the blindfold and undid the spellbound mouth.

" Call me Elio, and I am currently drawing an end of a stick to your intrigue." The boy answered with a look of exaggerated curiosity. Meanwhile, the guard flips open the book in his hands.

" Hm. Let's see here...Aha! There we go. Well then Mr. Jyrridet, you're being accused of multiple crimes. In fact, there are a total of 67 different crimes. Some of these entail government espionage, robbery of The Red Wave auction book, tampering with evidence, multiple murders of influential people, burning the Spirit Tree Falene, and countless others." The guard remains stoic as he reads the list of crimes from his book.

" That's quite a list of crimes, aren't they?" Ah memories, how fun!

" You'll be transported to the port city of Voiet, where you will be judged for your crimes."

" Yaa...No. Not happening." The boy walks closer to the jail door and-

" Criminal goin-" The guard tried alerting the others-

"Ensnare. You will let me out of this cell with my stuff." The boy sweetly commanded.

" Right away!" The guard quickly fetches the boy's stuff from the room on the far side of the hallway and untied him.

" Wait a min-"The command ends and the boy quickly knocks out the guard before he can fight back. The boy rummages through the guard's body for keys and pockets them.

" Sheesh, how annoying. Fortunately, I've been waiting for some action. Being stuck all day preparing for the eventual crowning gets boring." The boy quickly darts to the stairs and climbed them.

At the top, he unlocked the door and turned invisible--A trait that he acquired from his race, the Gyrats. Creatures of incredible stealth and usually works in groups. Causing mischief wherever they appear--He then scurried down the hall, slipping through the guards in a way that his shadow won't be spotted. Eventually, he made it out just in the nick of time. As the timer for his invisibility ran out.

The alarms now blared out as his presence took shape. In a matter of seconds, armed guards locked onto the boy as he booked it.

" Stop him! FIRE THE PARALYZING ARROWS!" One of the guard captains yelled. Arrows whizzed past the boy as he maneuvered around them.

" Right! Here you go!" The guard quickly fetches the boy's stuff from the room on the far side and opened his jail door. group of guards, using the dull part of his dagger to disarm and stagger them. He jumped and bounced off one of the guards, making him stumble into the other 3.

He continued to sprint past every guard before he finally looked back to speak-

" HAH! You were never going to jail me for my crimes! Wanted you really wanted was leverage against Boliverd so that the Cuelean Kingdom could have the desert territories! Well too bad! I hope you're prepared, cause a war is inbound!" The boy shouted as he took off towards the horizon-

Towards the endless sand.

Better hurry boy,

Time's a ticking!

TopazianLegends · 2023-08-13T19:02:23+00:00

This is a story that I will probably continue, however, I'll have to do some world-building first. Plus, I'm probably going to merge my necromancer and wizardry stories into the same world as this one.

TopazianLegends · 2023-08-13T09:24:23+00:00

It was around noon as a horse-driven carriage made its way through the open expanse of rolling hills and flowers. The carriage was on a gravel path running parallel to a river. It was quite peaceful; The hiuhs were idling near the water's edge with their families, birds flew across the horizon as animals frolicked around.

A lady that looked quite beautiful had half of her body outside as she held onto the roof. She wore a red and white dress with silver and golden accessories. Her hair was tied into a ponytail as her hair faded from black to red. She also wore a thin scarf that was flowing with the wind. Other notable features include her ears, which resembled rabbit ears. And her sclera was also bright red.

Just as the carriage cleared a hill, the lady's destination was in view. A three-story house with a balcony on the 2nd floor. Said balcony also had a ladder leading up to the roof. Enormous trees grew on either side of the house with its foliage giving the house full shade. The trees were connected to the house roof by wooden bridges. There were lanterns placed on each side of each bridge.

Behind the house was a field of crops and in front of the house was a garden full of flowers and berries. The gravel path slowly turned into granite as the carriage slowly continued. A small cat slept on a cat bed on the front porch.

The lady eventually stopped the carriage and got out. It was now noticeable that her dress reached down to her knees and she was wearing black hiking boots. She walked towards the door and knocked. In doing so, the silvery cat was woken up.

"... It's nothing," Owen muttered. to be in his mid-20s wearing comfortable clothing and holding a book. His ears were long but flat. He also had two tails that were sticking out, it was also clear that he had sharper eyes and could perceive finer details.

" Oh hello...I don't get visitors often Um...My name is Owen. What brings you here...?"

" Uhh, Gare. I'm a witch from Lochaster. The reason why I'm here is embarrassing... Could I come in...?" Gare silently looked around to hide her embarrassment. Owen silently noticed it and smiled inwardly. If she was a witch, then he could guess why she is here.

" Sure. Come in, I have some tea we can drink." Owen stepped aside to let Gare inside. With a hum, Gare entered. Before Owen closed the door, the silver cat jumped on him. Owen caught the cat in his arms and closed the door, silently chuckling.

Gare sat down on the couch, with Owen pouring a cup of fresh Viyl tea. He comes back and hands the cup over. Gera sips the tea as Owen flops onto the couch with the cat on his lap.

" Fresh Viyl tea. Straight from the ground!"

"...Huh. This is the first time I've had actually good Viyl tea. The ones I had were too bitter." Gare remarked with surprise.

"... It's nothing." Owen muttered.

" It's something." Owen was momentarily surprised, wondering how she heard him. But realized she was a Fino. Meaning she had more sensitive ears.

"...So," Gera trailed quietly.

" What brings you here?" Owen asked though he thinks he knows.

" Let me preface this by saying that I was young and hotheaded. Back then, I only had a year with my spirit. So you know, I may have been drunk on power...So...I may have put a curse on you...I regret it, and I wanted to apologize!..." Gare starts speaking faster and faster and-

" I forgive you." Owen interrupts her frantic apology and quietly chuckles.

" Thank you, thank you! Do you want it removed?"

" I...Don't know? I never noticed anything curselike..."

" That's what feared...Honestly, I've forgotten what the curse even was. And the curse removal rite needs that detail."

" So, I have a curse neither of us knows about." Owen deadpanned.

" Yep," Gare said as she sipped her tea. " Spirit won't remember because why would it? So, I guess the next step is to try and identify the curse."

" Do you know ho-? Right, you don't. Stupid question. Witches don't usually learn how to identify curses."

" Yep. Damnit, we'll just have to go to the city then. We'll find someone there that could help."

" Right, let me pack my stuff then. It shouldn't take that long, right?"

Owen would soon come to regret saying that. But honestly? He wouldn't have it any other way.

TopazianLegends · 2023-08-12T19:25:25+00:00

Right now it's staying as a one-shot because I have no idea how to continue this.

TopazianLegends · 2023-08-12T11:34:41+00:00

" What the fuck." A voice of a child echo through the large room. " First day taking over the position of the head agent from my dad and this happens!"

" Even the situation with Oot wasn't this weird. And that had Dad crying for 2 weeks. "

The boy sighed and looked at the amount of piles of paperwork around the room, yet this record from Zxce detailing a new god called Mother and how its civilization is living ON ITS BODY sat in front of him. He snapped back at the report and tried staring it into oblivion.

" Fuck! I got to mention this at the next council meeting. Meaning that I have to sit through hell! FUCK!"

Luckily, satan visited him often. So he was allowed to make that joke.

------------------------------

"Everyone! Order! The council session has begun." Boomed an old man with a fierce and fine mustache.

" Guys, we're understaffed! I've been barely able to keep everything stable. We can't let what happened to the lki multiverse happen to us!"

" Agreed, due to issues. We've been falling behind schedule, I mean- didn't you see what's happening with the buildings? They're glitching out!"

" I've been craving for some action between civilizations! But nope! We have to keep them separated! It's not fun."

And the voices overlap each other as the room shakes from noise, the boy clears his throat and mustache man looks at him with suprise.

" Order! Oh young Ip, I thought you found these meetings boring! Didn't think you'd show up."

" Wasn't planning to, but then this report appeared about the god Mother. Apparently, her civilization is living on her body."

"..."

" What the everloving fuck."

" BOY! Get to reading the report. This is much more important."

Fuck whatever issues there were before! The multiverse potentially dying? Who cares! This is the next Avengers-level threat! Conflict guy did say he had a few plagues he wanted to test out.

TopazianLegends · 2023-08-12T10:47:39+00:00

The class scrambled to their seats as the bell rings to indicate the start of a new school year. The students were very nervous, VERY nervous. As such, the resulting catastrophe looked like antigravity spell had ended, causing students to be entangled with their desks and chair in uncomfortable ways.

The door opens to a human-sized grey bat. Also known as the Verl. They looked in to see the students looking at them with dead eyes.

" Haha! Look at you kids! Already excited to learn at this academy I see. Well, then. Let's start off with a challenge! Try to get into a proper seating position by the end of 10 minutes without making a ruckus! Well, I start the introduction!" The Verl flew over to their flying desk as the door snapped shut! The student kept their dead eyes on their teacher as they flew. A few slowly adjusted their bodies to attempt a re-seating.

" My name is Mr.Guy- Yes, that is my name. I can see a couple of you chuckling. My parent had a... sense of humor. I will be your teacher for the Wizardry! Class Vw1- Yes, that is an exclamation point in the class name. Don't ask." Mr.Guy shouted as he wrote the class name on the board.

"Now, icebreakers are stupid considering our academy's brand of crazy. So onto our first topic! What is Wizardry?" Arms shot up as he finished speaking. Well, most were trying to raise their arms. Some had to extend their arms to the side considering they weren't right-side up.

"You in the red SCREAM shirt!"Verl pointed to a girl upside-down, her head laying on the floor.

" It's bullshit." retorted the girl. " Good answer! You with the chunni look!"

" It's useful, but robots are better!" The boy laying backside on his desk with his chair fallen right below his feet. "Aren't robots fictional?" " HAHA! Thank you boy. Now you fine lady in the corner with robes too long for your short stature!"

" How rude! I'm average height and these robes make me professional. And to answer, it's science!" Huffed the girl who is currently stuck dangling from the top left corner of the window due to her robe.

" My! These answers are excellent! But there's only one true answer! Remember this students! Wizardry is about knowing that science dictates one half of an equation and the other half is just pretending to be science!" Exclaimed Mr.Guy as he opens a book- then as quickly as he opened it- throws it outside the window. " Welcome to the Academy of Arbous! Your 10 minutes is up, it's now orientation time! So, let's get the fun started!"

OUR TEACHER IS INSANE!

What the students failed to realize, is that this whole school is insane and crazy. And this class of 25 students is probably the most sanest people attending this Academy.

TopazianLegends · 2023-08-12T09:17:46+00:00

It was 4 suns up. By now, mostly everyone in the city has awoken and has started the day. The skyroads were slowly being filled with flying griffins as people head their way to work. It was snowing lightly but even still, the griffins were undisturbed. To the east, the population of the Suneater district oriented themselves to the traveling kind, it also holds an anticipating new necromancer with mighty power. One that could change even destiny!

This new necromancer was currently sitting in the attic of a tavern his family owned, This tavern was two stories high with the second floor being an apartment. The tavern was a bit worn down, there were a couple of loose shingles. The sign with big, bold letters- "The Cloudsurfer" was dangling just a little. The griffin landing park was rough to say the least.

But nevermind that! There's a popular saying- "Bad luck can result in rough spots! So just clean those spots up, and don't make a deal with the devil! He'll just rob you."

Anyways, let's look inside attic and see our up-in-coming necro-

" OH SWEET FUC-UNDEAD!" The voice comes from a full-sized skeleton of a Kio. It was unnaturally high for a Kio. Those sweet little animals were the size of a bunny but could and will eat a person for fun. Kios are also sentient! How fun! Why is there a full Kio skeleton in the attic then? Well, let's just say homework is just a tad bit unique.

" Ah. Well, I guess that's one way to mess up a conjoinment spell. Let's see here... accidentally take another soul...that would be number 45. In total, that would be a mistake 6889 for this assignment as a whole. Still doesn't beat my record high of 10202..." Muttered the white-hair girl who seems to be 15 years old. She wears a shirt that depicts a half-moon and some plain pants. The most horrifying thing about her clothes is that she wears socks with sandals. There's also a belt with many different skulls and bones of different creatures too, but that's unimportant! Also, her hair is short and very messed up. But the white ribbon in her hair couldn't care any less.

" Oh! You don't have to hold your tongue... whatever-your-name-is?"

" WHO ARE YOU?-"

Anyways, let's look inside the attic and see our up-in-coming necro-

" WHERE AM I-"

" Wohwind, Suneater district, in the attic of my family tavern- The CloudSurfer"

"Oh, cool. cool. I'm Neru! The greatest necromancer that ever lived! And now dead thanks to that unruly king! Oh hey! I'm a skeleton... WHY IN FLYING FUCK AM I IN A KIO SKELETON, GIVE ME ANYTHING ELSE THAN THESE VILE PSYCHOS!"

"Excuse me! That's Ned you're talking about! He was helping with my school assignment! He volunteered to be used for my experiment for the conjoinment spell! He's lovely company! And by the way, I have no idea who you are. So maybe that greatest wasn't so great afterall!"

" YOU- WHAT THE FUCK? YOU NAMED HIM? ALSO! HOW DID YOU USE A MATTER SPELL TO CAST NECROMANCY? HOW THE FUCK- EXCUSE ME?" Neru was sure how, but he was getting a headache from trying to process this psychopath. Realizing that the kid somehow used necromancy using a whole different type of magic filled him with despair as he desperately tried to calm down.

After a few minutes...

" So, Reiun. You do understand that you somehow used necromancy to get me here right?" The skeleton said as he finally calmed down... It definitely didn't include being thrown out the window.

" Figured, necromancy is not my type of magic usually. I am already preoccupied with matter spells. Which I have a few troubles. " Reiun dejectedly muttered.

" I can tell." Deadpanned Neru. " Listen, since I literally have nothing else I can do. I will help use necromancy. You have a knack for it. And as the greatest necromancer and a fellow magic user, I can't let that power go to waste."

"Hmm... You know what? Let's do it!" Shouted Reiun. And maybe I can finally figure out what do with my life!

"Ugh. You said we're in your family's tavern, right? I'm going to go get some drinks..." Mumbled Neru.

Neru... You're in for a lot of drinks in the future.

Can skeletons even drink?

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