MK3 Tales

Tears are dripping on me. Galazin is weeping. To my side lies the severed arm of his little brother Kitrin. Where the rest of Kitrin is, we do not know. Galazin’s whimpering isn’t the only sound we can hear though. Outside, a battle is raging. Everyone must have seen what happened, or at least worked … Read more

We’ve been hanging here for hours. Galazin is unwilling to do anything. He won’t touch me in any way. I don’t blame him. He’s kept his tail tucked away and out of my sight. “Maybe you are more mortal than I believed? Or perhaps more Deitic?” Stasis’s voice comes from everywhere and nowhere at the … Read more

Galazin and I are chained up in perhaps the most awkward way possible. I’m chained to the ground, with both my arms and my legs apart, and my neck held in place so I can only look directly at Galazin. The poor Tavran is in a much harsher position, his arms chained behind his back … Read more

Stasis is observing everyone, but he is mostly watching me. When he pulled the four of us away, he wasn’t interested in Elksia or Arkay at all. Even Retvik and his unborn kid seemed to do nothing to pique his curiosity. He measured every part of me. Was sizing me up. Stasis has something in … Read more

I watch as my friends mingle with the other races, being all friendly despite the fact that none of them want to be here. The feeling is mutual, the other beings don’t seem to like it in this cold, desolate place either. The Tavrans seem to live similar to us Rethans, but the Thropes are … Read more

“That’s the being who challenged us to come here, but what are they?” Steve Copakon, the leader of the Mech Slayers, a team of elite, mechanically and psionically enhanced humans dedicated to destroying both religious cults and the false gods they worship, was being overly cautious. The being that had asked them to come to … Read more

There was no sky, only a black nothingness. No stars. No sun. No warmth. No wind. They were lucky there was breathable air. The rest of existence consisted of floating platforms covered in large golden pillars and overall very curvy but perfectly symmetrical architecture. Nothing at all seemed to move. “Well, this is gloomy and … Read more

“Retvik is here. The Cassids just want to do some tests, then we’ll be sending you through, alright?” Thitavee-En was doing his best to sound pleasant, but he knew that more than half the occupants in this room were rather angry and none of them were too sure what was going on. “Thank you, Thita!” … Read more

“No.” “No?” Retvik remained seated in his chair, showing as much disrepect as he could muster towards the High General. He always disliked Photeianos, and now this old, spoiled brat of a Rethan was demanding that Retvik drop everything he was doing and go through a magic purple portal with a risk of him not … Read more

“Arkay, you need to come with me right now!” Elkay ordered as he stormed over to his personal ship. Arkay reluctantly did as he was told and left his post, leaving the ship in the hands of his fellow Ksa, Eksi. “Ser, what is going on? You all cut me and Eksi out of the … Read more

It was always a mess for security whenever the leaders of the Maza races were invited to join in on Maza Circle meetings, but for a change, things had gone swimmingly. No complications, no messed up schedules, everything had gone as planned. A heat wave though meant that everyone was taking regular breaks. No one … Read more