Intro to TwistedFatesTwistedFates is a story about two men of different royalties who go head to head in a war that spawned after the genocide of the banished partition of an empire. Luke Hirigani, head of half of the Hunter forces, leads the assault against his ex-master, Xenon Naginata, the Oniyan Emperor and ultimate ruler of Corruption who is the byproduct of a sentient alien virus and a young boy named Jake. Unfortunately for Luke, he ends up having to collaborate with his master on several accounts. Will each exposure to Naginata bring him closer to his relapse, or will he conquer the parasitic conscience within him?This story takes place on a Phantom Island known as the Land of Seven Riches, or La Seri for short. Each district is named after its most prominent ore. The ore actually serves as a tracker of the district’s Life Stream; the Life Stream is the collection of Life Forces/Auras in a selected area. A “Life Force” is another way of referring to a person’s aura; the sem
Advice: OriCharrie DesignCiao, guys! ;D <3Today, I'm going to teach you guys about character design. Before I begin, I must add that I'm no expert on the matter; I'm simply teaching you what I'm learning as a developing artist. If that's not what you came for, then the back button should be located somewhere in the upper left corner of your browser window. This is more about the basics of your character, mainly the appearance, and a little bit of the naming business. Here's some tidbits of advice I can give you regarding designing your character:• Is your character going to appear in an animation or comic? More importantly, consider your level of patience
Lore- Birth of a Nightmare=====NOTE: This Lore was written by a Platinian who then became an Amethysian who then became an Oniyan. So yes, the Oniyans were Platinians at one point. |D;;;;Check the author's note for useful links on understanding this lore. If you need help, there is a link to the FAQ forum, but you must be a member of my site to use it. ;D=====Cast AwayWe were once Platinians. We lived a peaceful life and enjoyed its simplicities. We were in tune with nature. We enjoyed the benefits of education, even if its quality was a lot less efficient than that of the other Platinians. We lived poor, humble lives. We all were under the impres
:.TwF -X-over-.: Golden Arc p1The night was young.Penny Livingston figured that it'd be a good idea to send Terry and his new friends off to a penthouse in Auron so that they could relax and hopefully get away from the War Against Corruption for a while. Terry drove Rune and Varrick to the Golden Arc Hotel. You could say it was a not so pleasant ride; Varrick would kick and scream at the back of the driver's seat, Rune would silently attempt to stop his brother from his raging bickering, and Terry would yell at the top of his lungs with hope that he could shut Varrick up. After a one and a half hour drive, the three arrived at the hotel. Terry was tempted to go for vale
:.TwF -X-over-.: Golden Arc p2Varrick stared in disbelief at Rune, shook his head, and followed behind the older Hunter, who powerwalked ahead, his incredibly dark locks bouncing whenever his feet embraced the ground. Varrick finally caught up with the Hunter clad in white. "There's something I don't get," Varrick asked. "If we're trying to keep a low profile, why are you pressuring us into taking our wristbands?"Terry ceased his walking and turned briskly, holding out both his hands. "Give them," he commanded softly. Even with the gentle command, his voice seemed to cut every solid object within a 3 yard radius. Varrick reached in his pocket, chucking the wristband at
Overdrive: Part 1Night had come early. Heavy grey clouds hung in the dark sky and almost seemed to be tinted purple. The air seemed denser than it usually was, but the gales of wind, when they danced across the city, were brisk. Beyond the clouds, the sky was darker than usual—almost a dark purple color.It was an evil night indeed in the district of Auron, and Rebel patrol had increased several-fold after sightings of Subject NX1, also known as Xenon Naginata, on the western border. What he was doing there was unknown, but his skin was unusually red, and all forms of nature around him seemed shriveled and deceased. He wandered aimlessly along the shore
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