Mythic Fiction

Human screams echoing from the center of Royal City violently shatter Jarrod‘s sleep. He rushes to the window. In the distance, the capital is burning, the eerie, flickering glow of the fires clearly visible from Golas‘s humble hut. Jarrod sprints out onto the wooden deck. Taglia is casually sitting on the stairs, with Makisa leaning … Read more

While the Group’s confrontation and duel raged on the East Side of Royal City, Rogue and Loyalist currently occupy the West tropical forest. They are sitting among the thick, sprawling roots of a colossal ancient tree, resting. The forest is, as usual, deeply muddy and swarming with the hum of nocturnal insects. Rogue does not … Read more

The temperature across the battlefield slowly normalizes. The intense, suffocating atmospheric pressure that had choked the air for the last twenty minutes finally lifts. Taglia drops to the dirt, landing heavily on his ass. He rests his elbows on his raised knees, the heavy columns of steam finally ceasing to vent from his pores as … Read more

Moments after the booming voice echoes up from the canyon—sounding as though the heavens themselves are clapping —a sudden wind sweeps in from the West of the grasslands. It is completely unnatural. It is heavy, thick, and suffocating, howling through the clearing as if demanding the group acknowledge its presence. Lesca doesn’t even try to … Read more

Leon walks across the flattened grass, taking the exact spot Lesca had occupied. He closes his eyes and begins to stretch. He rotates his wrists, rolls his massive shoulder blades, and twists his torso. Soft, sharp cracks echo from his joints. It is a subtle realization—during the bloodbath with the griffins, Leon wasn’t even fully … Read more

Taglia and Makisa lead the group deep into the jungle separating the two continents. They arrive at a secluded clearing where the tall grass has been deliberately flattened. Scattered bedrolls, shawls, and backpacks indicate this is their camp. Though it sits less than a hundred meters from the Royal City border—close enough that the faint … Read more

Jarrod watches the two massive griffins crash into the dirt. They do not just fall; they collapse into pieces, their hind legs and heads cleanly severed by the shadowless Z-slash. He stares at the corpses for a fraction of a second before dropping his gaze to find the thing who cut them. The voice hasn’t … Read more

It is a little past noon over the sprawling grasslands separating Titan City and Royal City. The sun hangs slightly to the west, casting its harsh light from the Royal City side. Beneath the shade of a massive tree, the food preparation has finally concluded, but the peace is entirely absent. Leon and Lesca are … Read more

It is a starry night under a crescent moon. Sitting on the soft earth is young Maven, looking to be in her early tens, perhaps even younger. Beside her sits her father, a man in his forties around 5’10”. They are surrounded by green grass, thick bushes, and blooming flowers, sitting peacefully in what appears … Read more

It is Lesca whose head snaps to her right. Standing perfectly still on the roof of a nearby building—the one closest to the sprawling Savanna on the East side of Titan City—is Maven. She is animating her hands through the air with fluid, precise grace. A second later, the sky above the falling meteors distorts. … Read more