Dragonborn
In a room with a bar tab, at the center were chairs, a glass table with flower holders, blue-white marble floors, and a gold chandelier on the ceiling.
The room had roses, windows for more lighting, and an enchanted object that played soothing music. Overall, it had a very exotic artistic feel to it.
"You… I know nothing about you?" Gao said, leaning towards the table.
"Well, I am not… very 'famous' around these parts, you know." Said Derrick with a poker face, laying back and looking at the chandelier at the top.
"For someone not [famous], you bring quite a lot of trouble wherever you go… [Dragonborn]" The Mayor said, looking at Derrick's blue eyes to look for any [information], but all he got was indifference.
"Although saddened at your dilemma. I do not know what a dragon born is! So, I am sorry; I can not help you," said Derrick squinting one eye before standing up from the chair, patting Gao on the shoulder, and walking around the room. Suddenly, he felt a bit--weird and paused, saying, "You spiked the drink…didn't you?"
"Oh, yes, Mister Derrick, I surely did," said Gao. Leaning back on his seat, drinking a glass of wine with a chuckle.
"How long does it take to start?" Said Derrick, leaning on the wine counter. His vision slowly going
blurry.
"That will depend on just how… prominent your Dragonborn ancestry is. Well, whatever it is. I assume it means born by a dragon, but you can't know in this world, can you, Derrick—Derrick?" The Mayor called out before looking back and saw that he had already fainted.
"That was quite fast. I expected better. Oh well!"
Gao then went to Derrick, only for him to backhand him across the room and crack the floor on impact.
[Boom!]
Derrick slowly stood up with his eyes glowing in golden lightning, pulsing through the fancy room.
"Does this answer your questions?" Said Derrick calming down from the state.
"Yes… yes, it has!" Said Gao, who was on the floor. His face filled with shock and bafflement.
"Now… let's talk about how we will handle the dragon," said Derrick walking to Gao, holding his hand, and dragging him up from the ground.
"Bold of you to assume. I am on your side!" Said Gao, dusting his robes.
"If you were my enemy, you wouldn't come close to me… After all, you don't know what I am, Mr 'nothing is as it seems," said Derrick in mockery.
"Fair play!"
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Lin fang walked through the fancy mansion with white walls and beautiful artwork. There were multiple sculpted pieces of art around the corners.
Soon, he got Infront of a door and pushed it open. In the room were countless shelves with books that glowed with ancient symbols. Lin walked past the books caressing them with his hands, looking for something.
After Jane snuck out of the kingdom searching for Adrian, a memory popped up from the depths of his mind.
The archmage was looking for a divine artifact spending countless resources to summon it randomly from the depths of chaos and bind it to himself. After succeeding, he used divination to track down its location and set off when he found the approximate area it was in.
So, he arrived at this kingdom and built a force to try and locate it. He had gotten news that it was in a mana-forbidden forest and with the information received. He set off and searched for days. He slowly got weaker, but he was now closer to his goal.
The archmage used his years of experience to deduce that the artifact was the reason for the zone.
Using ancient magic, he caused it to appear right in front of him. It was a large metallic gold-white staff, and on its head was a blue orb of energy.
It was a joyous occasion for the archmage, but coincidences happen, and sometimes they can be very—disastrous.
The energy released by the artifact caused a massive mountain range, crossing through space-time to deviate. The mage, weakened by the artifact, could not put off a strong enough defense magic.
He died to the force of the landscape.
But not without transferring his soul to a worthy individual. And that individual was Lin fang.
The memory ends as Lin's hands waved in the air while he chanted ancient words.
"Ƒ ƌƒƙƙ ðɵɟƴƴ ƴƌøðħ | ƒ ƌƒƙƙ æɵħøƛ ʊƒƣħ | ƒ ƌƒƙƙ ŋøðħ ɵħøƙƒʊʧ"
As he chanted a break appeared revealing a pocket universe.
Floating inside the opening was a staff. Lin looked at the artifact in fascination and stretched out his hands. The gold staff slowly flew to him, passing the slit in space, and right into his palm, it went.
"This is what the mage believed would raise him to one level higher than he was at the time! It sure looks different! Why does It seem like it's telling something?" said Lin his eyes turning blue and losing focus. Soon, he got what the staff could accomplish.
[𝔸𝕓𝕤𝕠𝕝𝕦𝕥𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕣𝕠𝕝]
[ℙ𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕖𝕟𝕤𝕖]
With a whisper, Lin got the gist of the two skills.
"Absolute control makes me control everything at my current level, and presence can make me appear everything… why does this seem like omniscience and omnipresence, but lowered!?"
Lin held the staff into the air and activated [presence] with a flash of white light. He disappeared from the chamber of books.
A few seconds later, in a garden filled with all types of flowers. A bright light appeared. The light soon dimmed down, revealing Lin. Looking around, he found himself in a— futuristic society. He was in a park watching a large city with curved buildings, spaceships, transparent train tracks, and holograms that displayed advertisements.
Lin looked at his staff and said, "Where in the world did you send me!?"
The Chosen One
Two individuals stood in front of a door attached to no building. A door in the middle of nowhere!
"So, this is the training grounds!?" Said Avarice, unsure if there was something wrong with Karen's brain.
Karen just fake smiled with annoyance and opened the door. It revealed a large arena on the other side of the door.
On the other side of the door-like portal were countless seas of people displaying their magical and physical skills. In the background was a large forest that spanned for miles.
"This is soo… rad!!!" Exclaimed Avarice, running through the door and entering his world.
"Never doubt me," snickered Karen as she followed Avarice and walked through the door with a smile.
The librarian
In a dark, damp room, with red floating magical runes that released a mist-like aura, sat a man. His figure only being shown by the poor lighting from the menacing runes.
The figure's eyes were, however, empty sockets. Staring into them is like staring at a deep endless black hole.
The figure was
Fernando