Adventures in the Space Between Universes
Arkay “When was the last time you went outside?” Kohra blinked his eyes one at a time, starting with the two on the right and ending with the two on the left. The white light from the screen in front of him seemed brighter than the sun. Or maybe it was because the lightbulb in his … Read more
Rethais’s neck as sore. Not all of it, just that awkward part between the neck and shoulder, where one’s normal armour collar would sit. Why his neck was sore, Rethais had no real idea. But the fact that part of him was sore and hurting was somewhat concerning. Normally, pain was never a problem. After … Read more
“So, what did you actually do?” Arkay gasped as he nearly fell backwards, grabbing the arm of his chair with his free hand. As soon as Arkay was certain he wasn’t going to hurt himself, he immediately turned to the being in the doorway who had interrupted him. “Do you not fucking know how to … Read more
“Good evening, little ones!” Vikalos smiled as he walked into the room, holding three folders. He knew that the young Decay Lords would all be together, so he was taking advantage of this time. “Hi,” Arkay awkwardly waved back, swallowing his bite of sandwich. “We’re kinda eating right now.” “I know. Which is why this … Read more
“Hello, dear! Long time no see!” Gath blinked, the fog clearing from his head. He had been staring for far too long at a bottle of ultra soft plating wax, a liquid soap Rethans used to clean their armour plating. This one in particular was meant for growing and developing plating that had not hardened … Read more
Rethais shuddered as he felt a heavy hand on his shoulder. He had been calmly working at his desk all day, reading through a large number of peace agreements between the Banikans and the Temthans. The peace treaty had little to do with the Rethavok, but since the Rethavok were the race currently ruled over … Read more
Volt stared blankly at the console in front of him, his multiple eyes scanning the message he had just received. By his side was his trusty Kuva Bramma and Zaw Rapier, the two weapons that had managed to get him through the True Mastery Test. The message in question was clearly an automated message, one … Read more
“When I became a Decayling, I never thought I’d end up with some sort of elemental bias…” Arkay muttered, flicking a small globule of darkness between his fingers. The three young, new Decay Lords had been rather idle over the last 24 hours. Between napping and eating, they had mostly been attempting to regain their … Read more
The Decayling observatory was very quiet. Only Litvir was present, idly flicking through a small pamphlet, while occasionally scribbling down notes on a nearby piece of scrap paper. The appearance of Galyn standing in the doorway almost caught Litvir by surprise. “Are you here to check up on us?” Litvir grumbled, sitting up straight. He … Read more
“Little ones, we need to talk.” Matter folded and unfolded upon itself. The small, plastic cell melted into the world around it, before reforming into a vast, magnificent hall, decorated with floating, flickering candles and a single large table, surrounded by three chairs and an ornate throne. “That was…” Retvik trailed off, not really sure … Read more
“I am getting very tired of this…” Litvir grunted as he rolled on his back to get a better look at Retvik. Rather than resting, Retvik had been pacing up and down their little plastic cell for a while. The two Decaylings couldn’t see out of the cell’s white walls, but they were certain that … Read more
Strange, twisted symbols decorated the ground, drawn in a mixture of saliva, blood and the last few drops of ink in a small pen. The demonic script circled around a small, eerie fire lit in the centre of the area, barely illuminating the tiny space in the infinite darkness. Stepping around this ritual’s edge, muttering … Read more
“HOW YOU DOING DOWN THERE?” Arkay’s shouts were barely audible over the sound of melting metal and animalistic screams. Even telepathic communications were a struggle, barely making their way through the extreme heat of molten steel below and constant slaughter above. Retvik was extruding white hot flames as he pushed his way through the metal, … Read more
In the dark, murky forest stood a small, hastily build wooden shack. Not really a shack, more of an elevated platform with a roof. In its centre was a small fire and a trench surrounded it, catching drips of water. Really, if the shack hadn’t been in the middle of a bloody battlefield, it would … Read more
“WHAT IN THE NAME OF ALL THAT IS GOOD ARE YOU DOING?” Normally, one had to ask permission to step foot inside the Grand Hall of Deathven. That permission would have to be written out on paper, scanned, emailed and stamped by the right beings and then triple-confirmed by higher ranked Decay Lords before being … Read more