MK4 Miscellaneous

Kairos growled as Yisini coiled around him, angrily squeezing him. “YOU WERE GOING TO RUIN MY EXPERIMENT!” The serpent was furious. The thought that the Time God and the Death Lord were going to meddle with one of her most crucial experiments drove her crazy. “They’re… ugh… they’re suffering…” Kairos moaned. He tried to switch … Read more

“Hey little brother, thanks for coming!” Kairos perched on the cloud, watching over the strange society below him. Arkadin awkwardly floated in mid air next to him. “Uh, you’re welcome… What do you need?” “Some advice!” Kairos glanced at Arkadin. He didn’t seem right. Then again, the Lord of Death never seemed right. “But before … Read more

Kairos’s day had been very busy. His morning had been spent fixing temporal anomalies caused by a supernova happening inside a miniature black hole, which had made time seem a bit weird on some nearby solar system. The planets had been shot towards the black hole because of the supernova, but rather than getting sucked … Read more

“Everyone thinks I’m the bad guy. And you know what? They’re right. I AM a bad guy. I’m the bastard who takes away their brothers and sisters and mothers and fathers. I’m a massive douche. On their deathbed they get all angry at me, asking why they can’t have a few more minutes, why do … Read more

“You had them killed?” “Yes, of course.” “Why?” Eskay could not understand why this Vrekan king couldn’t understand his actions. “They attempted to harm our leader. I assume Archocide, or in your case, Regicide, is an act punishable by death?” King Ver shrugged. He wasn’t even sure why he was there. For solidarity, one of … Read more

A pink mist wafted through the top of the unfinished building, a structure of nothing more than steel beams, wooden floors and stretched canvases, open to the harsh mountain winds around them. It, like most of the other ruined towers around it, was once part of a Kronospast attempt to colonize Temthan territories. When they … Read more

“Hey Yisini, are you busy?” Arkadin asked as he knocked politely on the bolted metal door. “Nope!” “Can I come in?” “If you want!” Arkadin hesitated. He could hear weird noises happening on the other side of that door, and he really wasn’t sure whether Yisini was lying to him or whether she genuinely wasn’t … Read more

Arksi threw his blade across the room, not caring that it had embedded itself in the wall, through a poster of himself. Behind him, his siblings Eksi and Thitaksi filed in. “That is our fourth loss in a row!” Eksi ignored his brother’s shouting and tidied everything up, carefully removing his battle armour and placing … Read more

Kayel slammed down the communicator, then sheepishly picked it up again. He had just got off the phone with Tenuk Diplastron Theanon, the eldest member of the Dessaron, the renowned traveller who had visited each of the Gods in turn. Kayel had hoped that the Deiton would tell him how to meet up with the … Read more

“You called for me, All-Ksa?” Teekay asked as he entered the tent. For reasons Teekay could not explain, the All-Ksa, the leader of the Skyavok, was insisting on spending his time inside a tent on ground zero of a catastrophe, rather than letting the K-Class look after him. “Of course I did, Teekay…” Kayel sighed. … Read more

“We must send assistance immediately!” the High General shouted as he stormed into the main hall. Already present were King Ver of the Vrekans, Lokmahro, Dovak of the Tsithic Thraki, and Phovos, the leader of the Ksithans of Portalia. “Do they want our help?” Ver asked. General Elkay glared at the Vrekan King. “Of course … Read more

Kayel could hear screaming. He could smell smoke. He could feel pain. He… could only see blackness. Blackness wasn’t too uncommon a thing to see. Kayel, like most Skyavok, lived in a place known only as the Void, a dark, gloomy space between spaces, otherwise inaccessible to other races. Their homes were built on a … Read more

The letter had warned him not to, but he didn’t trust that letter. Especially a letter designed to cause panic? No, Kohra was having none of that. He was already unfriendly with the Whenvern, the Dragon God of Time who had abandoned him and left him to die. Kohra didn’t mind being a vague annoyance … Read more

“Ser? We have concluded our investigation. These items are harmless.” The Skyavok Astynomeer, a member of the local police force, handed two envelopes back to Kohra, sealed inside plastic wallets. “Are you sure?” “Yes. There are messages inside. We have scanned them but not opened them, for your privacy.” About three hours ago, Kohra had … Read more

“I want to do something different…” Bakxs was a very tall, very scary-looking Ksithan. He’d lived in Palaestra for most of his life, going through an interspecies educational system and looking for a way to express his artistic ideas and possibly even make some money doing so. A world full of creation, stuck inside his … Read more