LOGINThe daunting task of changing the word is not one set upon by anyone but the most extraordinary of men. Xasha, our genius abomination, his wife and best friend took this impossible task upon themselves, to end wars, bring peace, create opportunities and elevate the human race’s standing in a world overrun by energy beasts. Will they accomplish the impossible or will they fall from grace like many before them? Join them on their journey, watch them grow, bleed, and sweat to achieve their goals.
View MoreFootsteps, murmurs, and the occasional rumble of thunder were the only sounds on a once chaotic battlefield. Every member of the Stardust Army under the peak of the platinum realm joined the beastmen in retreating behind the forcefield. The shockwaves alone from mages that powerful could kill them in a second."Oh?" Verra said with an intricate expression, "come then, let's see if you are any better than that lady elf I killed a few days ago."
The air particles whipped around in a circle, culminating and concentrating above the head of the long green hair of a young man. Quietly seated on the hard, heavily scarred ground in a meditative state.A dozen pair of tearful eyes stared at the man from the gallery of the training arena. Verra wiped the tears from her brown cheeks, "I can only imagine. Creating an energy beast spirit with the mana he attracts while he's meditating, that boy truly is extraordinary," she smiled through her sadness.
No less than 30 tribes were ambushed and annihilated using this tactic. The beastmen horde, as predicted, no longer took the bait and avoided the forcefield like the plague. Regardless of the obvious openings or how ruthless the taunts became.Ari looked on from her position in the control room, "I want to know how they are communicating."
Cherry woke up in a room with pink walls. Through the glass, she could see men and women in pink lab coats running back and forth. The uniform helped her understand exactly where she was. A tall, heavyset lady with short pink hair walked into the room with a clipboard in her hand. Cherry knew this woman and felt relieved that it was a friend taking care of her. She tried to sit upon the pink stone table she was on, her body was exposed as the pink sheep rolled down from her body. Her bodysuit was cut open and pink bandages were on her legs, arms, and abdomen.The moment she moved, all those places lit up with pain,





