Fantasy "𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦?" - Return of the Elemental Lords

[Heavenchi]

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𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘌𝘭𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘭 𝘓𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘯𝘰𝘸 . . .

It was another semi-adventurous day in the lands of Zorro. Despite the clear skies, crisp air, clean waters, and lush greenery, small battles against monsters were being fought throughout the nation. Fortunately, these fights were of no concern to Gento, the heart of the country. This vast and prosperous city was well guarded by the Slayers of the Supreme Council, extremely talented mages sworn to the safety of Zorro. Within Gento, crops were thriving, bards sang of legendary battles fought and won by great slayers, and women paraded about in fanciful silks. The wealth of the city was evident. The many bakeries, taverns, bars, and diners of Gento emitted mouth-watering aromas that filled the afternoon air with smells of baked goods, seasoned meat, freshly made soup, and liquor. Despite the fact the sun had only just risen, the stone pathways were crowded and the taverns and diners were packed. The city of Gento was alive and well. Little did the people of Gento know, today was the beginning of the journey that would determine the fate of humanity. Today was the day the Elemental Lords of legend would return . . .

The great mages that resided in the Lost Tower stared in awe at the magic globe that resided in the main hall. It shone violently, flashing from red, green, blue, black, and white, to gold. The elements were abnormally active in the air today, what was the reason? The eldest mage slammed her staff into the marble floor, catching the attention of her fellow magicians.

"Keep an eye out for any abnormalities today, report them directly to the council. No detail is too small, something is amiss."

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In sequence, the whimsical woods that surrounded the west of Gento seemingly froze in time. The animals within paused in wonder. Birds circled above the trees eagerly, chirping ecstatically. Despite Fall being just around the corner, the yellow leaves magically blossomed into radiant greens. The fruitless became fruitful, and the budless blossomed. In the center of this commotion was a barren patch of soil. For a moment or two, it was still. Spontaneously, a vicious glow emitted from the soil, the earth beneath puckering in protest. From the light and dirt erose a naked and teary-eyed beauty. Earth incarnate had returned.

Little did the world know, many abnormalities would be beginning all around Gento.

 

[Jigajig]

A campfire, not to long abandoned sat in a small clearing on the outskirts of Gento. The fire had all but died out now, just a few embers left smouldering. Silence rang throughout the surrounding area, all was calm... It was within that moment that a single ember was lifted from the campfire, twirling through the air majestically, as if it were a dancer. That single ember, carried by a breeze was blown up and around swirling and twirling as it went before it came to a rest upon a patch of dry grass. It provided a fuel source, kindling that ember anew, a small fire starting. What was a small fire suddenly roared into life, as the flames licked the air as if tasting it, the crackles of the flames filling the air with their sound... and yet it stood still somehow. It did not rage or rampage like an untamed wild beast, nor did it spread like many a fire before it would and should. No, it stayed put in one place, the flame rose into the sky suddenly, a swirling vortex reaching up to the heavens. What looked like a massive bird, created from fire shot up into the air, a Phoenix rising from the ash and flame. Then as quickly as it had come it vanished, exploding in the sky the fire diminishing before it was all but gone.

In the middle stood a man, who stood tall as he looked around at his surroundings. The Lord of The Flame had retuned once again.

 

[Ayama]

Location

Just outside Gento

With

No one yet

Mood

Awake

Alya Oriana Vasiili

On this crisp Fall morning, the famed walls of Gento stood solid and tall as always. A veritable army of master craftsmen had erected them, many moons ago, and still they stood- unbreached and impregnable.

On the far side of the wall, outside the city, the early-morning sunlight cast long, cold shadows over the barren fields and small cottages that clustered near it. Peasants were rising from slumber and going about their business, trying to warm their leaden limbs for the day of work ahead.

Unnoticed by any of them, at the foot of the wall, the shadows stirred. They rose and fell, ebbed and swelled until, finally, they seemed to contract into one solid mass of darkness. The mass in question became denser and denser, darker and darker until, at last, coalescing into the form of a woman. A quite unusual woman, with bone-pale skin and blood-red eyes.

She blinked these eyes at her surroundings, narrowing them against the glare of sunlight peeking over the edge of the wall and creeping slowly closer to her. As she took one deep, probing breath, a couple spiders scuttled across the ground towards her, drawn by some dark, unseen force.

As the spiders climbed up to settle on her shoulders or arms, the woman reached out to her side and tugged. Out of the shadows, a thin band of dark cloth appeared, which she tied over her eyes. She stepped outwards, away from the wall, and slowly scanned the land before her. It had been millennia since she had last seen this land- seen anything but shadows.

A few more insects crawled nearer as she took another deep, measuring breath. After a million years consigned to oblivion, the Black Death had returned.

coded by natasha.

 

[Mineczka]

Miles North of Gento....

With the morning sun cascading along the far-off peaks of the mountains, the creatures stirred, a new day dawned, as the birds flew from their nests once more to hunt their next meal, spreading their wings high within the skies of the world, a few dropping a feather or two as they began to soar. Far below, in the valleys, the trees and grasses sway with the valley breeze, as the creatures of the forest scurried along the grounds, hoping not to be the meal for the birds overhead. Taking a breath, a traveler guided his horse down the pathway, it was an early morning, and the air felt... Different.

As the birds sang their song, the wind had picked up, slowly traversing from the northeast, before picking back up and returning southwest, swirling time and time again. As the winds picked up, the clouds began to gather, rumbling quietly in, a brewing storm had placed itself within the mountains, one that, seemed to appear from naught, a sign of the gods.... A tempest of unparalleled magnitude, swirling and gathering it's strength along the mountains, no rain would come of it, as the lightning danced across the clouds, and the winds kept swirling around...

Underneath the storm, a small grove of stone and grass, what remained of a large nest all but rotted away, overgrown with the grasses nearby, as the trees themselves seemed to know best not to cross. As the winds swirled, the grove appeared to be but a pocket of the skies, shielded by the eye of the tempest, even as the clouds descended upon the land, swirling around the small grove, blocking sight for several moments before... Silence. As fast as the storm arose, it dispersed, as if the skies were pleased with the results. Descending from their watch, several landing along the trees, others, dare to move closer, landing at the centre of the grove, where a new nest presided...

This time, with a form within.

Curled up in a ball, Vestra's eyes soon opened, her silver hues gazing at the world, starting with the raised edges of what she once called her home, slowly raising her taloned hand to the skies above, she could see the light between the digits, and felt it's warmth once more... As the wind swept through once more, carrying the autumn chill again, it also carried another message....


The Wind had Returned...

 

[Gaius Danius Griinia]

Location: Somewhere near Gento

Sunlight streamed down through the trees, illuminating a babbling brook. A fawn tenderly dipped its head into the water to drink. The chirping of birds almost drowned out all other sounds. Despite the brightness of day just peeking through the gaps in the trees that covered this place. There were fireflies dancing about in the air, their light shining like twinkling stars. If one listened closely enough, they would hear the giggling of small people. Sat atop large flowers, some kicking their legs and others rocking from side to side. Little humanoids were all laughing merrily at something. Barely any bigger than a child. Such cheerful little ones were red in the face and couldn't take their eyes off of something in the middle of their grotto. Flapping their little wings, one of these precious fairies scooped up some of the water in a small cup to refill an even larger cup that was currently in the pale hand of a stranger who was most definitely not one of the fair folk.

Tenderly smiling at the little one for such hospitality. The stranger bowed their head in gratitude. This caused the fairy to squeal in delight before rushing back to her friends to gossip. They had found this stranger when he asked to drink from their waters. Having not seen anyone like this person before. These fairies were practically mesmerized by them. Everything they did was so graceful, refined, as if the Fairy Queen Titania herself was in their presence. Their pale skin radiated a soft light, one that radiated a gentle warmth. Even the nocturnal fireflies had come out to see this visitor, as if they were moths guided to a flame. At first their appearance was almost translucent, somewhere between flesh and ephemeral light. Yet as they spent more time with the fae. A clearer appearance began to form. Bright blue eyes like the clearest of skies, long hair that looked woven from gold and pink lips which curved into the most heartwarming of smiles. No matter what angle you looked at it from. This person was simply beautiful, not handsome or pretty. They somehow transcended such terms in a way that couldn't be properly explained.

Light had returned to the land...

 

[Impius]

Dario Duran

A few miles outside Gento ​

It was a picture perfect autumn day in the region Gento occupied. The air was crisp and fresh, the wind was gentle and cool, and life was busy where ever one looked. Barley out of view of Gento’s walls, a lake occupied only by the local fauna, snuggled quietly between forestry. Birds chirped as they pecked at worms and squirrels darted around chattering angrily in the trees. A hawk circled above the calm waters of the lake, trying to eye distracted prey. Life continued on its everyday path, as it had for hundreds of years prior.

Several feet from the rocky shore the water began… Swirling? Bubbling? It was hard to tell. At first it appeared to be some air bubbles from a submerged turtle releasing air, but it had begun to grow in force, sloshing around as if something was fighting beneath the surface. It was increasing in vigor, starting to rise toward the sky. Animals that had been sipping from the clean water scuttled away from the angry waves lapped the rocks on shore, as if the water itself was angry with what was happening.

The water continued to rise toward the sky, swirling around in a mini, reversed, water spout. It barely reached the height of your average man before it stopped growing taller. It seemed to pause as if contemplating its next move, the world around the lake growing dreadfully quiet. Even the bugs had stopped pestering the living creatures. Suddenly, the raised water exploded outward. There was a booming noise equivalent to a shotgun going off that followed the unexpected explosion.

A petite humanoid figure occupied the space that had been the water spurt. The naked body revealed as a male, dropped into the shallows of the lake.

The Water Elemental had returned from centuries of darkness.

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[Heavenchi]

Arc One: The discovery of Gento, the heart of Zorro
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Unbeknownst to the Gods, the world had changed in ways they couldn't have imagined. The times of war were over, and the small tribes of old had combined into larger groups, nations they called them. The clothes mortals wore were more elaborate and of higher quality. The huts had become homes, the worn-down roads were now paved with stone. Life was thriving, in more ways than one. When the Gods were forced into their slumber, the energies they embody ran amok for the first time since creation. From this came chaos, and from chaos came monsters. Monstornsites that seemed to possess an innate hate for humans. Fortunately for the inhabitants of Terra, from the God's slumber emerged magic, a pillar of their everyday life. It possessed traits of all the elements and allowed humans to perform small wonders akin to the God's abilities. Through the use of magic, humans have been able to fight off the children of chaos. Producing a profession specifically with the thought of monster extermination in mind, slayers. Because of these brave men and women, Gento was the safest city in all of Zorro. It appeared that today, the Gods would be able to experience the changes of the world firsthand, how convenient it was that Zorro's largest city was established in the land of the sleeping Gods. How will the Gods of old take in humanity's evolution? The progress thus far? Taverns, bakeries, and bars. Small stands that sell fresh fruit and vegetables, brothels, and churches. There are many things for the Elementals to discover. Maybe, they'll even find one another.

 

[Heavenchi]

Jigajig Ayama Mineczka Gaius Danius Griinia Impius​

 

[Jigajig]

Prometheus blinked once, then once more as he surveyed his surroundings. He was not sure as to where he was or how he got here but as he took in the surrounding area, he slowly but surely got his bearings. It appeared he was in a clearing of some woodland area and judging by the discarded campfire it seemed he may be close some sort of civilisation. Looking down Prometheus examined his hands, turning them over slowly as if it was his first time seeing them. A slight frown, formed upon his brow as he tried to remember... something, something important. It was as if a deep fog had filled his mind, one that was preventing him from seeing his memories clearly. Sighing and shaking his head he stood to his full height before placing his hands on his back and stretching making it crack slightly. Wincing he shook his head again, before looking around, his eyes trying to find something upon the ground. "Aha.." He kneeled down staring at something intently. "Tracks... leading... that way" He looked up, getting up before setting off. Taking in a deep lungful of air he exhaled slowly as he walked. He could feel something in the distance. Something that seemed to be calling to him and whilst not knowing what it was of course his curiosity got the better of him.

After about thirty minutes of walking, Prometheus stumbled upon a stoned paved road that stretched on for as far as the eye could see off to his right. To his left however in the distance stood what looked like a massive stone wall. His eyes took in the sight, widening with awe. "Hmm.. yes that seems to be the place.." He began to head on forth, taking long strides as he walked. His eyes could pick up as well in the distance what looked to be small houses or huts scattered about outside of the walls. Perhaps farmland? It seemed the world had changed quite a lot since he was last about.

 

[Ayama]

Location

Gento marketplace

With

No one yet

Mood

Ecstatic

Alya Oriana Vasiili

The light of impending day was rapidly getting brighter, and Alya was starting to feel a headache coming on. Even with the band, there were few things sharper against her eyes than the light of dawn, and as the sun crested over the horizon she recalled, suddenly and sharply, when she'd seen it for the first time- when Light and Fire had first created it.

The vision was gone as suddenly as it had appeared, fading from behind her eyelids even as the world came more sharply into focus. Sensing her agitation, the various arthropods crowded around her scuttled away. The God of Darkness squinted against the glare, making out the shapes of huts and farmsteads dotted around the outside of the city. Then she turned, slowly, and saw the wall. A small intake of breath cut through the air.

Did they make this? she thought. How long has it been?

Deciding at once that she needed to find out exactly what this world of theirs looked like now, she started making her way slowly along the edge of the wall until she reached the city gates. The myriad sights and sounds and smells that greeted her were astounding and, despite the glare, she wandered wide-eyed through the streets, taking it all in. There was such color here- such life and, even though her siblings were gone, the beauty of their creation lived on; it thrived.

She happened upon the market square, where merchants harangued passerby with cheerful cries, advertising their wares. There were pots and pans of burnished, glowing metal, beautiful jewels and figurines of delicate glass, carved wooden figures, soft silken fabrics, and much more. But what really drew her hypnotically forward was the food- so many different kinds of fruit, plump and juicy and multicolored, the crackling sounds of fresh-baked bread, slabs of meat roasting on spits, searing drops of grease falling to the ground as their fragrant aroma wafted on the breeze...

At one particular stand, oblivious to the customs or expectations of the merchant, she reached for one particularly plump elderfruit and bit deeply into it. She smiled as the marvelous flavor flooded her mouth, a runnel of blood-red juice spilling down the right side of her lips, making her look at once savage and childlike.

coded by natasha.

 

[Gaius Danius Griinia]

The sound of a crowded marketplace filled the ears of a quiet Yeshua as he leaned against a wall. Having parted ways with his little fairy friends. He had soothed their sad protests to his leaving with a rainbow. Although he'd had to do it in a more roundabout way since his powers hadn't fully returned yet. Still the little ones were amazed at what he'd managed to cobble together. According to them, the nearest settlement to the Black Forest was a city named Gento. Civilization had advanced quite a bit in the ages since his defeat at the hands of Time. The Sister had told him that people lived in these large enclaves for ease of trade and protection. Apparently Gento was considered something of a melting pot of cultures from what he was currently seeing. Walking past the many stalls and stands manned by all manner of smiling people. Yeshua wondered why he wasn't seeing any of his people. He saw plenty of Vestra's bird-people and even a few half-bird people. Yet not a single Angel could be seen anywhere. This filled Yeshua with no small degree of dread. He was worried, worried for his children. Not even the Sister had known about his offspring. Images flashed in his mind of earlier days. When the white winged children he loved so dearly would soar above the clouds. Now without his beloved Angels and his precious siblings. Yeshua began to feel truly alone.

Unable to calm down at the thought of such crushing loneliness. Yeshua took a seat on a nearby barrel. That was when he heard the sounds of an angered merchant complaining at a woman in a dark ensemble. Instantly his body began to resonate with something. Looking at the womans shadow, it appeared to drink the darkness around it. Her straightforward behavior and absentmindedness were a warm familiarity in these trying times. Standing up and wandering over to the woman as she was preached to about paying for her food. Yeshua placed down a bag filled with loose change he'd been given by his little friends. Turning his gaze towards the woman he recognized as his elder sister. Her physical shell may have been different from the last time they met. Alya was someone he'd never mistake for any other. He on the other hand had a discernible form for once. During their days as divine beings, Yeshua had opted not to settle on a gendered form. Hence why his decision to copy the Sisters appearance was so different for someone like him. "The hands of Time may have separated us. Yet you were our pillar of strength when he betrayed our trust. Alya, though my body may change. My nature will remain as radiant as the day I rose from your shadow..." uttered the shining soft-spoken youth as he pressed his small body into his elder sisters, happy to be reunited.

Ayama

 

[Impius]

Dario Duran

Gento ​

This was a familiar feeling. It was quiet, but not "The Void" type quiet. It was a murky quiet and growing colder. Dario sank closer to the lake bottom, his body unmoving as it slowly began to awaken its functions. His eyes were the first to provide full movement. They shot open and what he saw startled him. As he had come to a rest on the bottom of the lake floor, a few local fish had followed his decent. A few different types of bass and bluegills stared at him as they swam around. He wanted to reach out to his little friends, but the body had yet seemed to respond to his command.

This became worrisome very quickly. Dario realized that something was wrong. He didn't know what it was, but his human form was feeling tight and hot, something within his chest beginning to burn. A slight panic set within as his mind frantically called for his limbs to move. Finally, they did, as if whatever was wedged in a set of gears broke loose and the machine started up again. He pushed off the mushy lake floor and swam to the surface, his limbs burning with desire to reach the surface for.. he didn't know why. His chest hurt so bad it made his eyes water, despite being under the water. It was as if an walrus had been placed upon his chest while he laid on rock.

As the surface tension broke and the red head popped up amongst blue hues, his body gasped loudly for air. The walrus on his chest was suddenly gone and the pain within had left with it. He was gasping for air as he bobbed in the spot he surfaced, glancing around to see where the closest shore was. He paddled his way there, climbing up onto a rocky area and perching upon the tallest to sun dry. He was still breathing hard. A concept that he felt unfamiliar with. Yet, he felt unfamiliar with everything right now. The last thing Dario remembered was being stuck down by Time. He shook his head at the memory. After that there was nothing. Just blackness. A deep void he wished to never return to.

As his thoughts became clearer, the air returning to his deprived brain, he realized that being underneath the water was... suffocating. The reasoning to his lungs hurting. This life felt so foreign and yet so familiar. He stood from his rock, and turned to face east. Instinct urged him in that direction, as if there would be answers in that direction. He hoped off his rock and began his walk through the untouched forestry.

By the time Dario had reached any type of civilization, he had manifested some clothes and a long black hooded cloak. Needless to say, the forests thickets of thorny bushes and low hanging branches of young trees were not very friendly to the buttocks nor nether regions. The top of his calves stung from getting wrapped up by a vine covered in tiny thorns, so small and numerous that he had trouble pulling it off his thighs without pricking his fingers until they bled. The civilization Dario had come across was the outskirts of Gento. He stayed quiet as he passed through the streets, taking in the things that had become so unfamiliar. The people were cleaner and better dressed. The buildings were much studier then the huts and pueblo type buildings he had been accustom to with the ancient peoples. They had to be ancient anyway, based on how far it seemed the gods creations had come. Especially without assistance from any of them.

It didn't take long for Dario to find himself in a market of sorts. The allure of smells had brought him there. Not only did the foods smell good, but his nose was picking up some very fragrant florals that he was curious about. So that is where his feet took him, thick black leather boots almost hurrying over to the flower displays. He plucked one from a bouquet and shoved it up to his nose. How he had missed Earth.

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[Heavenchi]

"When she spoke, life itself listened."
Earth incarnate, Eden Aurora Bronze
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Golden eyes with murky undertones examined the wildlife surrounding them with a comforting gaze. Despite the serene environment, something felt off to the mortal-like god. No matter how long Eden looked into the eyes of the doe a few feet from her, she couldn't hear their inner dialogue. It appeared at least, her presence still resulted in the same effect, the life surrounding felt drawn to the deity, to the first mother of sorts. Taking her first step since consciousness finally returned, Eden took a deep breath. "I'd appreciate clothes," she muttered quietly as she further examined the woodland habitat. "Follow me."

A foreign thought invaded Eden's head, causing her to jerk in the direction she assumed the telepathic instruction came from. Sure enough, above the deity's head was a robin. Fluttering about in a failed attempt to stay hovered, the bird eventually gave up and perched on top of the doe's head. Instantly, the situation clicked with Eden and she nodded at the robin, eager to see if her assumption was right.

Sure enough, after several minutes of twists and turns through the trees, Eden was guided to an abandoned campsite. There, a bear resided proudly, feminine gear in tow. The campfire still blazed brightly and it was then Eden was sure. "I can't choose who listens to me," Eden thought as she walked up to the beast, allowing it to drop the clothes from its mouth into her waiting arms. Once dressed, Eden couldn't help but feel immense gratitude at the immediate welcome and subservient attitude of the wildlife surrounding. Although subtle, during her journey through the woods, Eden could feel the branches flinch out of her way and the ground smooth itself beneath her. The planet still recognized her, even if she couldn't.

As if intuned with the deity's grief, the young robin perched itself on Eden's waiting finger. It chirped sporadically at the goddess, eyes locked with hers, eager to comfort Eden. Successfully, a smile found its way on the God's face and she smiled fondly at the creature.

"Thank you little one, you've done more than enough but could you take me to the creatures whose image I mimic?" Eden inquired softly, hopeful the robin understood her intent. With a chirp, the robin flew from Eden's index and into the trees. "Follow me."

Like last time, Eden was led to her desired designation within minutes. A marketplace full of people. With a sigh of relief, Eden walked towards the commotion, more than pleased to see her favorite creations still up and about. Prospering in more ways than one. For one, their numbers had increased a hundredfold and secondly, they seemed abundant in materialistic creation. Their brains had expanded in unexpected ways.

The smell of food pulled the deity further into the market, closer to the fruits and vegetables. At the sight of her finest solo creation, Eden's face perked up, however, the grin the fruits produced paled in comparison to the joy that emitted from her very being when the silhouette of a familiar creature registered. Flower in hand, Eden recognized her sibling of water immediately.

"Dario!" The goddess cried, rushing her petite frame into his.

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[Mineczka]

Location: North of Gento....

The Sun began to rise within the skies of the world, with the return of the wind, Vetraxia could not help but extend her wings, and dance along the skies as she had once done so many years ago... Flying alongside her kin, from the simple sparrows and songbirds, to the hawks and eagles... Soon to join her, were her own people, sharing in her appearance, the Harpy. A gift of life from the Earth, so that Vetra never felt alone, the Harpies were made to look as a lesser form of Vetraxia, and the First Aerie shared her beliefs...

Preferring freedom over all, the First Aerie often remained within the Northern Mountains that the wind had called home, seeing to it that no traveler be lost within the mountains long, so long as tidings were brought. The first to the storm, it was told, Ten Struck as Thunder, Hundred shattered Thine Heart, A Thousand would Destroy and Obliterate, and Ten Thousand was the Wrath of the Heavens itself. While their numbers were oft in flux, it was common to see those of the First Aerie, break off and form their own Clamours, fragmenting the view of Vetraxia's people...

Soon enough, the time for flight was over, as the many creatures of the winds dispersed, Vetraxia could feel the draw, a settlement of the mortals, Humans, they were called. Creations of the Earth, who, in the time without the Elemental Lords, had come to take considerable plots of land, with their domain ever expanding, it was only fair that the Gods came to see if their claim was to hold, and whether they were to inherit the lands they had taken...

Flying by the Crow, Vetraxia would gaze at the many sights along the way, the scent of humans was everywhere as she approached the city that seemed to ever draw her closer, 'They are everywhere... As Common as the Sparrow...' She thought, being certain to keep herself by the clouds, dashing between them where possible as to not draw as much attention... The last thing she desired was another incident... Where she had terrified an entire city of mankind, being called "Wind Demon" by the creations of the Earth was not a pleasant feeling--

As the memories faded in, they were drawn aside, a set of familiar figures, one being a feminine figure dressed in clothes that seemed to hide her skin that was pale enough to match Vetraxia's, Alya, the Shadows. Another was there, approaching Alya, with golden hair and an uncanny brightness to them, though their form was different, the Morning Star said otherwise, Yeshua was there... Only feet away, the sight of crimson, with a sense of pride, Vetraxia was reminded of the storms created with the Vortex, Dario, who was approached by one entity that was present, with a bronze tone and eyes of Amber, the Earth had returned.

Descending from her perch from the clouds, Vetraxia brought herself close to the market, landing on one of the many roofs above the many stalls, the scent of food overwhelming the normal scents that she had gotten from towns, as her eyes set upon her siblings, first looking to Light and Dark with a smile, before turning her gaze to Earth and Water, "It'd seem I was not the only one to miss everyone." She remarked, keeping to the edge so she was easily seen by her siblings.

 

[Jigajig]

Prometheus made his way along the stone cobbled road being drawn to the city, as if he was being pulled by some unknown force tugging at him persistently. As he drew closer to the farmland his gaze wandered over to the Humans tending the land. They wore clothes similar to that of the last time he was here and yet they looked more refined somehow better quality as it were. He walked on over to the wheat standing tall, bright gold in colour, in one of the fields running his eyes over it, before running a hand through it smiling. He took a deep lungful of air sighing contently before walking off back to the city. Soon enough he passed through one of the cities massive gates and then stood there for a moment in awe of his surroundings. A marketplace full of people, stalls, building of all shapes and sizes, bright wonderful colours, sounds and many numerous wonderful smells. Wandering through the crowd Prometheus noted how he towered over quite a lot the Humans here, being able to see over the numerous people. It was this height advantage that allowed the embodiment of Flame incarnate to spot something amongst the crowd.


A very small Human stood alone tears streaming down their face as they stood there crying looking around seemingly lost. Prometheus traversed the crowd before coming to a stop in front of the small child. Getting down on one knee Prometheus looked at the boy examining him before slowly placing a hand upon the young boy's head. The young child looked up surprised as Prometheus offered a smile full of warmth and caring. Ruffling their hair, he spoke slowly and calmly. "Now then young one, what seems to be the problem hmm? Are you lost per chance?" The young boy nodded trying to stifle his crying replying that he had lost his mother in the crowd. Nodding back Prometheus then lifted the boy up and sat him upon his shoulders. "Well we can't have that now can we? Let us find her, shall we?" Prometheus smiled turning around slowly. The boy wiped his eyes and then smiled laughing in delight as he rose high into the sky. Slowly walking through the crowd, it was not long before the child pointed and waved crying out loudly. Prometheus made his was forwards towards a young woman who was frantically flitting about, that was until she saw her boy sat atop the shoulders of a very tall man. Setting the boy down he smiled at them both. "There we are, reunited with one another." The young woman scooped her son up in her arms hugging him. She turned around to thank the mysterious stranger, but he had gone, a small bag with some coins in it left upon the ground for the two in his place.

Prometheus smiled to himself as he once again traversed the crowd, feeling himself being pulled once more to a slightly quieter part of the marketplace. Turning around a corner he froze suddenly seeing something he thought he would never see again. His siblings... Raising a gloved hand to his mouth and chin rubbing it slightly he chuckled to himself smiling as he then strode towards them all with purpose. "MY FAMILY! SO GOOD TO SEE YOU ALL AGAIN!"

 

[Ayama]

Location

Marketplace

With

Her siblings

Mood

Overwhelmed

Alya Oriana Vasiili

Alya was standing still, her eyes closed so that she might better appreciate the miraculous flavor of the elderfruit, a beatific smile on her face, when she suddenly sensed something- a sharp tug of recognition.

She opened her eyes and turned her head to see a beautiful, fair-haired, and achingly familiar person striding towards her. She barely paid attention to the merchant's voice or the clink of passing coin, having eyes only for her closest sibling.

When Yeshua pressed his new and yet familiar body into hers, she enfolded him in her embrace, dazed with happiness- she'd been so sure that she would never see him again.

Just as she was about to ask how this could possibly be, another familiar voice called another familiar name, and she whipped her head around to see her two favorite redheads embracing fiercely- her youngest brother Dario, and youngest sister Eden.

Before she could call to them, their two remaining siblings arrived and called out, nearly at the same moment- Vetraxia swooping down gracefully from above and Prometheus striding his way through the crowd, a head above the rest.

Dizzy with gratitude and wonder, she gave Yeshua another squeeze as she turned to the rest of her siblings, smiling that familiar smile reserved for them that was as cold as the fingers of a thousand corpses and equally full of meaning.

"Brothers, sisters," she intoned, "it would seem that our Fall was not our final end, and for this I am infinitely thankful."

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[Gaius Danius Griinia]

Yeshua felt the familiar warmth of Alya's embrace, heard the familiar pulsating of her spiritual core like the heartbeat of a human heart. Locked in the embrace of the sibling who had known him the longest, sans the traitorous Time. He eventually separated from her to find an additional set of surprises close by. Dario, Eden, Vetraxia and even Prometheus. All of his precious siblings had managed to evade destruction at the hands of the traitorous time. Gasping for dramatic effect at the sheer overwhelming joy he felt at this reunion. Yeshua rushed over to Eden and Dario while they were hugging it out to administer his own hug. Rubbing his feminine face into their bodies. His spiritual core soared with joy as familiar things filled his senses. The small frown he saw Dario make when Yeshua crinkled his clothes, the way Eden bounced around like an excited chipmunk, Vetraxia's ever watchful gaze like a sentry in the night and the boisterous laughter of Prometheus.

Scurrying up Prometheus's large frame and hugging the hefty framed firespitter like one of those small bear creatures Eden showed him once. Yeshua noticed Vetraxia hadn't received her dose of affection yet. He hadn't felt the softness of her feathers in a long time. Holding out his hand in front of him. The light bent itself around the area between the stall and the roof where Vetraxia perched herself. Appearing from nowhere was a mirror made of a silvery material that gleamed with a soft light. Vaulting off of the mirror and kicking off of the tarp covering a stall. Yeshua landed before his avian sibling and tackled her with a hug. Yeshua loved his siblings very much and didn't hide just how much affection he held for them. Such soft feathers were a delight to press his entire face into. When the merchant raised a eyebrow at the strange group gathering in front of his stall. Yeshua remembered that he only had enough money to cover for Alya's food. Luckily the Sister had taught him about the current currency.

Climbing back down to Alya and the others. Yeshua spoke with the Merchant about covering their bill. Knowing that the other four hadn't eaten yet. The blonde haired elemental decided to shoulder the burden of paying all himself. Seeing how earnest Yeshua seemed at wanting to pay for his siblings lunch. All the Merchant could do was task him with hunting the creatures used to make the food. If he could hunt enough to restock the stall, the debt would be cleared.

 

[Impius]

Dario Duran

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Deep were the scents that filled his brain with endorphins. Dario was frozen in time within himself, his mind travelling to another time where he and his sister, Eden. Right has he felt the memory move from a blurred state, something within her garden, maybe with the flowers, he felt arms wrapping around him. Ripped back into reality, Dario peered over and saw the sweet baby Eden embracing him. He wrapped his arms back around her slowly and gave her a kiss atop her head. “Eden, my sweetest sister. How good it is to see you!” He held her by the shoulders and looked her up and down, his golden eyes swimming like currents of joy.

“I was just thinking of you.” He handed her the flower, his concept of currency unknown. “As radiant as always, sister.” Dario dropped a few crystals and mushrooms he gathered on his way to town in the merchants outstretched hand. They stared down at their hand with a puzzled loook, but accepted it silently, poking at the gleaming stones with thought.

His attention turned to a new arrival, another sister, Vetraxia. He smiled warmly at her. “Vetra! Sister of the skies! How good it is to see you.” He bowed his head slightly, always admiring her independent strength. He would never admit, he was a little envious of her ability to take to the skies as she pleased. That never soiled his view of his sister, he admired her. Now it felt as if all of his siblings were suddenly stepping out from the crowd. He had not realized that they were even there. "Prometheus!" He was towering and as radiant as the sun itself. "Alya" as chillingly beautiful as he remembered, the cold of darkness creeping down his neck, a welcomed feeling to the heat he felt radiating from Prometheus. Finally, "Yeshua," his dearest brother of light, crinkling his steamed clothing as always. He embraced his eldest brother endearingly. He had called each of their names with the same amount of shock and excitement. What a strange and wonderful day it was.

Dario watched in amusement as Yeshua embraced everyone, the joy radiating from him like the bursting sun rising over the sea. This feeling that overcame him was so strong it brought tears to his eyes. He loved his brothers and sisters. He had missed them so much. A happiness so overwhelming it made his heart soar as high as Verta could fly, he stretched his arms out, watery streams quietly falling from his scrunched face. “I have missed you all so much!”[color]

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