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His footsteps thundered through the cave as wild echoes, like a tidal wave upon an empty beach. Each step hit the ground with such force that it left an imprint in the solid rock and with each echo the cave seemed to tremble, causing little rocks and dust to fall from the ceiling. He realized he was releasing too much energy and going too fast for his surroundings. He just couldn´t help himself though, he was just feeling optimistic for a change. As he shot out of the mouth of the cave, like a bullet being propelled from a gun, a genuine smile was playing at the edges of his mouth. So far everything had been going like planned. He got

It was a fairly cold, yet sunny morning. Outside the layer of Hoar frost on the grass and trees, slowly softened up under the tender first rays of sun, causing a fine mist to arise. This was the reason why Dalion was up so early, to witness this event with his mind and body. It was a trick he picked up during the first days in the institute. He would stand up and go outside just before sunrise in nothing more than a small towel around his waist, where he would sit down and witness the beauty with his own eyes. The temperature would drop during the night till exactly half a degree Celsius, during the last 5 minutes before sunrise the temperat

When he woke up it was not slowly as one might have expected after being unconscious for so long. -Later he would learn from Gaikor that he had been really worried about him.- No instead as he woke up it happened in a flash and within seconds he was back on his feet, scanning the area. It was the result of the fierce training at the Institute. Everyday they would be knocked unconscious until they learned to force their minds to react at the first sign of consciousness. He had often wondered whether it was not just an excuse to beat the students. If you lost consciousness during battle you were done for anyway, or so he had believed until he f

His footsteps thundered through the cave as wild echoes, like a tidal wave upon an empty beach. Each step hit the ground with such force that it left an imprint in the solid rock and with each echo the cave seemed to tremble, causing little rocks and dust to fall from the ceiling. He realized he was releasing too much energy and going too fast for his surroundings. He just couldn´t help himself though, he was just feeling optimistic for a change. As he shot out of the mouth of the cave, like a bullet being propelled from a gun, a genuine smile was playing at the edges of his mouth. So far everything had been going like planned. He got

“Feel free to scream if it helps you.” Cana said without even looking up as he pushed the energy into Dailon´s battered body. `Like hell I will give him the satisfaction!´ Dailon thought to himself as his body burned with pain. He could feel every injury in his body light up, from the dozen broken bones, to his ruptured organs and burned out arteries. It was as if Cana was deliberately pushing energy into his body to see where the energy resonated. “Hmmm that is worse than I thought.” Cana mumbled to himself as he focused his attention back to Dailon. Though his gaze rested on Dailon´s forehead, rat

The Institute: The Institute is where the story of Aetherea Mundi begins. It is where Dailon and Gaikor studied. Where they trained and taught each other. Where the constant rivalry makes sure only the best, strongest and brightest make it to the graduation. A question that is hardly ever asked though is what happens to those who don´t make it. Being so focused on their own success ambition it is rare that anyone asks and even if they do it is clear that the teachers don´t want to answer them. So what is this Institute actually? Why is it placed directly under the white fortress? Who created it and for what purpose? Those are th

The battle had been a difficult one for the old captain and was not yet over. The arthritis squeaked in his bones as he released another clip from his gun. He reloaded it so fast that the new clip slid easily in the well oiled chamber, long before the old clip hit the concrete floor. After releasing a few rounds from his weapon he quickly rolled over the floor into a new cover place from where he would have a better angle at the last few survivors. It was surprising how those rebels ever got by, he thought as he fired a few rounds without even looking. ‘Sure they have enough weapons and manpower, but absolutely no training or common sen

It had been a long, very long travel for both of them. Unlike Aldian and the rest, they did not have a device that could open an instant portal between two realms. Their way had been far more dangerous, if also not more tedious and boring. Instead their contact had used the energy of the planet to forcefully open some sort of magical tunnel to connect the two realms. Normally this would have been not too difficult and the travel would probably only take a few minutes. However Monokuma placed several defensive `spells` and other fortifications around his plane of existence that made it far more difficult. Not to mention the fact that he build

Chapter 1: The White Fortress It was a fairly cold, yet sunny morning. Outside the layer of Hoar frost on the grass and trees, slowly softened up under the tender first rays of sun, causing a fine mist to arise. This was the reason why Dalion was up so early, to witness this event with his mind and body. It was a trick he picked up during the first days in the institute. He would stand up and go outside just before sunrise in nothing more then a small towel around his waist, where he would sit down and witness the beauty that would display right before his very eyes. The temperature would drop during the night till exactly half a degree Cels