Author Note: I might take that places name you came up with lord metalax. But here is a picture of the FIRST Attempt on the New, new world, give me suggestions for changes or remakes for it. :D. I CAN GET SUUUPPER BORED. Like you have no idea. Ha ha xD I have no clue whether or not the image even shows. Started -2/21/2018-
Chapter 2: Elven Encounter:
Ting ting…..ting….ting tong….ting ting….ting….ting tong, was the only sound that the pleiades made as they ….slowly…. marched into the portal that sebas had shalltear conjure. The sound . . - had been made as the all marched into the portal to the entrance of Tomb Floor #1. Ting ting….ting….ting tong….ting ting….ting…..ting tong..Plop! Plop! Plop! Narberal winced in confusion for a brief moment. She looked up, then noticed that the ceiling what leaking water onto her face. Everyone else noticed the sound of water falling onto the ground as well.
Entoma poked the ceiling right above Lupusregina and a small cracking sounded off. Then an alarming amount of water began pouring onto lupusregina, drenching every inch of her body in the brownish water. This caused her to jump up, making an embarrassing sound while transforming into a very hairy humanoid looking wolf, which did not go well with her maid outfit. "*YELP!*" She quickly jumped away from the pouring stream of water and shoved entoma into the nearest wall, full force, both hands. "TRY THAT AGAIN AND I'LL SQUASH YOU INTO THE WATER!" She said in a very booming, yet still with the origins of a female voice.
Entoma just responded with a "hmph!" and looked away with what would have been an angry face if she didn't have the mask bug on her face. She did this without realizing that the wall behind her had begun to form cracks all around the room all of which lead to her.
"Tehehe~ and I thought it was cats that hated getting wet to such an extent, not dogs!" Entoma said in a teasing manner.
"Oh I will get you back for th-!" Lupusregina was cut off by the opening lips of Solution.
"Ladies, I am sorry to interrupt your little skirmish over there but, it would appear you have done a "little" damage to the only remaining walls that are keeping the newly appeared water at bay." She said while trying to hold back her pent up rage. This got their attention.
"We're so sorry! What should we do to stop it?" Lupusregina apologetically stated as she transformed back into her beautiful human form. Entoma just stared at the ground, obviously embarrassed and grunted when lupusregina said "We're".
"I would forgive you, but we have more important issues at the moment. Cz, you brought your ring of water resistance, correct?"
"Yes, I have." She blanky replied with her usual typical automaton way.
"Good, put it on. Everyone else brace yourselves and start swimming up and out of the entrance. We don't have enough time to exit the first floor."
Yuri Alpha, whom had been standing in one spot, waiting for them to stop fighting and start leaving Nazarick for their mission was about to speak up "Wha-" but was instantly stopped by tons of water beginning to erupt from the walls and the ceiling, instantly engulfing them. All they could see was a distant light above them but it wasn't bright enough to allow them to see each other in the murky depths of water. It wasn't too hard to begin swimming for the light since Yuri could breathe underwater with the only downside being, she couldn't speak. There was no need to panic since she knew that even lupusregina, who had the hardest time in water. Could still breathe within it for nearly 30 minutes without issues.
The light began to get brighter, brighter, and brighter. Until after a few minutes, she begun to see the others one by one. Until finally they had reached the surface. Everyone except for yuri Alpha and Cz Delta came up gasping for the seemingly long awaited confort of breathing air. What they found awaiting for them wasn't a very much wanted view. Nazarick was SMACKDOWN in the middle of a massive they were floating 100+ meters above it! They could see some trees on one side of the lake so they mutually agreed to begin making their way over there for their mile long search. With Entoma's flying bugs, Narberals flying magic, and Cz Delta's mana powered rocket boosters. They would be at shore in only a few short minutes.
8 hours Earlier that day: The elven community of the Tomb Elves.
Everything was dark, nothing but the memories, and dreams were his source of light. Oh~ how he would like his dream to become a light of which he could see when he woke up. For you see Harlum Lovefolk was a very ambitious and young 82 old elf. Of which dreamed of one day being able to leave his local community and venture across the sea with the human traders that offer prosperity and care to anyone who is willing to take up their offer and go with them to their home country. But unfortunately, they only show up once a decade, and all other elves would consider you a great disappointment to the tomb elves bloodline and they would take your name off the holy runic rock. Which in legends says the rock can use magic to double fold anyones luck if their name is written next to the runic glyphs. But Harlum Lovefolk never cared for such things as luck, he wasn't even sure he had any to double fold in the first place. He just wanted to leave these god-forsaken doomed lands. Everyone always tell him that these lands would one day grow back to the holy sacred lands that their ancestors had found a thousand years back. But that was just hopeful thinking that didn't seem very likely to happen, after all, the sparagen attacks are beginning to happen more and more frequently as it would seem. 'Sparagens….. are a creature that is a hybrid of elves and Demons, they begun appearing everywhere across the lands about 200 years ago. And ever since then, wouldn't go away. They started coming down from the mountains a few miles away as the story states. They multiply at alarming rates. Their organs are infused in such a way that if you stab them in a weak spot, they explode into a gory, toxic, and flesh eating acid mess. They had scaly purpleish to orangish almost evening sky tinted skin that was almost as hard as steel. Every few months 1-2 hundred of these ugly tailed monsters with almost cone like heads would come rushing down the mountains killing dozens of elfs before the entirety of their force is depleted to nothing.' While Harlum was thinking about those awful creatures he felt something shaking his shoulder. Light began to be restored to his eyes. Then a voice could be heard, he knew that voice. It was Isabelle Goodmead, the one person out of the twelve-hundred that lived here he respected. She was his one and only friend, and as he has seen, he is her only friends as well. So the friendship benefits us both, so neither one of us goes crazy. When his eyes had fully opened, and he got out of his straw bed. He looked at her face and thought, 'Yup I recognize that face, and by the looks of the expression she is making...I would...hmm.. Assume that we will be heading for Lake Pillage soon!'
"Hehe uhahwah Harlum?..ahh why are you staring at me like that?" she said with a pouty face.
Isabelle wasn't a world-class beauty, but it would take the most negative and most poorly prioritized person in the world to say that her bodily features were lacking in any way. Her skin wasn't too pale, not to toned, and she had the kind of face that would negate all depressing thoughts of the world. No matter how hard harlum tried to imagine even the slightest shadow covering even the smallest indent on her face, he couldn't. It was that he didn't have a great imagination, it was just that her face was seemingly always "glowing", he had no other way than explaining her almost childlike attractive smile. Which when he put it that way. He sounded like a creep.
"Oh haha! Sorry about that, its just that it's hard to stop looking at you once i've started." He tried to make it sound like he was saying so in a teasing manner as to not let his inner feelings out.
"Stop it! Your going to make me blush!" While she wasn't really holding back a blush, she still could tell that stutter in his voice when he was tried to fake the tease.
While most people see harlum as a lazy sluffer. Isabelle saw him as a glimmer of light whenever she entered a dark place. If her family was giving her a hard time (which they always have been for the last 50 years of her 78 year life) he would be there to take her somewhere where they could be alone and talk about life problems, discuss stories, create stories, and overall have fun! That is all isabelle wanted in life, to enjoy herself in everything the world had to offer. Harlum had very well toned skin, it made him look brown when he was actually white. He had deep blue eyes of which got deeper the closer you got to the center of his blue instead of black pupil. Both him and isabelle were 4 foot and 11 inches(they have stayed the same for almost 20 years). But the only thing that isabelle didn't like about him was that he would make a weird smile while calling her the nickname he made up... "Isa" as in "Is a Good mead" Instead of her actual name, Isabelle Goodmead.
While she was thinking Harlum had begun talking. "So is it time to go yet?"
"Oh umm.. Yeah it should be. Want to go and check?" She already knew it was time to leave for Lake Pillage but she just said that to get his rear end off the bed.
"I don't see why not!" He stated gleefully.
They both ran out the door and down the ramping zig zag stairs that lead down Harlum's personal tree dome. Once they had passed dozens of trees, bushes, and rocks they soon made it to their destination. A grumpy looking old with a long black beard with gray spots throughout it. He was bald, and looked like he was only about 4 foot 2 inches. He began yelling at them in a way that made them not feel welcome at all.
"GET ON ME OLD CRATE LIFTING CARIGE YA SLUFFI'N FOLK!" They felt uncomfortable around the man, yet he was the only one who was fishermen in the community. Despite there being a lake right next to their community, there weren't any fish in Tomb Lake. They were all killed by the toxic sparagen blood spilling into it each month. So to get fish you needed to take a 6 hour trip to Lake Pillage. The old man's name was Marcoon Veld'Ven, He was loved by no one, and everyone assumed he was around seven..maybe even eight hundred years of age. He had collected and made hundreds of fishing rods,a dozen bait farms, and a few rare species of fish for experiments. He was hoping that one day Tomb Lake would be its old self again and everyone would be racing each other for a chance to fish within the lake. Of course the water could be purified with magic. But only enough could be purified, for drinking purposes. The trees got their water from underground streams coming in from Pillage Lake.
Harlum and isabelle hurried onto the cart hoping they didn't get bonked on the heads for being a few minutes late. Once Marcoon was on top of the large hairy creature that resembled a puff ball (it was a spriggan) it doubled in size then began treading down the road leading out of the Community of Tomb Elves and towards Pillage Lake.
About 30 minutes went by, he had started getting tired from staring at the puffy white and orange tinted clouds moving passed them in almost uncountable numbers. The sun had now peaked over the mountains and started slowly making its way to the center of the sky. But little to their knowledge. They will not be alive once the sun starts moving back down.
5 hours and 30 minutes had gone by and the some had seemed to have made its way towards the center of the sky. The carriage had made a full stop. Harlem got up and asked with a curious and hopeful way.
"Are we here?! Can we see Pillage Lake now!?" This caused isabelle who was apparently napping on the other end of the carige to start opening her eyes.
"What is it harlem? Marcoon? Are we at Pillage Lake already?" She asked still half asleep.
Marcoon responded sounding as if they had asked him a thousand times already. "Yea, yea, NOW get out of me cart already. IT'S Time for fishin ya little Yapin Yappers.!" He said so as if trying to be serious and stern. But it sounded funny and out of place for the sleepy '"Younglings"'.
They had all gotten out their fishing rods, placed bait on the ends of the hook, took off their sandals, and stuck their ragged covered bodies knee high into the shallow end of the murky waters. Where small black and white striped fish could be seen zipping through the visible parts of it.
" Now children remember, there can be dangerous wild creatures around this lake so keep an eye out!" Marcoon said as he pointed his age ruffed thumb at his right eye while closing his left to add emphasis.
Harlum couldn't WAIT to catch his FIRST FISH! This might have been the thrill of his life until..
"Hey guys I think..YEA I think I caught one! Umm… guys?" He looked at Marcoon and Isabelle who were both standing to his left, Marcoon being closer to him. They seemed to be staring off at something in the distance. As he decided to do the same, the gaze of the sun blighted his sight for a few moments. But once his eyes had adjusted to the bright light that was the sun….He saw it. He dropped his fishing rod and stared at the swarm of abominations that looked like massive shell covered beetles with long limbs coming off of them in six different parts of their body. Two more openings in the shell left a large stinger protruding from the abdomen and a three pointed mouth that looked like it could cut into iron plates. Once he looked closer he could see six female looking humanoids standing ontop of the thousands of swarming beetles, of which he could tell were larger than him even from this distance. The other two must also noticed this detail because he heard them both mumble similar things "These must be demons unheard of in stories"
Harlum looked over at isabelle and yelled "ISA WE NEED TO LEAVE! NOW!"
"Im on it!" She hurriedly rushed over to the spriggan and released the enchanted ropes that increased or decreased its size to accommodate for the spriggans ability to change its size. She then hopped on it and and pulled Marcoon, then Harlum onto its fury back. But, It would seem it was all for nothing, for they had been spotted. A small blue light had passed right through his ear and then continued towards isabelle's head. All within a speed that could not be followed by the naked eye.
Isabelle's body slumped off of the spriggan like a Puppet with its strings cut. There was a hole running through her head and then out. With a small blue light radiating from both sides. He face was in the ground and out of sight. The sound from the attack had caused the spriggan to jump up and run off. Both marcoon and Harlum fell to the ground...where isabelle's body still lay. The shock of it all passed within moments for Harlum, not so much for Marcoon who still stared at isabelle in a daze. But now all Harlum could feel was rage. Rage that his one friend, maybe even potential love interest. Was no more than a lifeless stump of flesh to these "demons" now. 'HOW COULD THEY DO THIS TO HER?! WHY NOT ME FIRST!? She...she could of had a better chance of getting away than me…' Harlum had decided to let Marcoon handle himself and give the damned demons every fighting fiber he had within himself.
[Living Light]! (Living light was a tier two spell that could create a green beam of light that would deal holy and paralyzing damage. It could be controlled with your thoughts, allowing you to move the beam from one target to another.) He had targeted the largest bug he could find and fired all of his mana into this one attack. The greatest spell he knew. (since elves are not known to be the greatest adept spell casters, even with 80 years it is hard to get to tier two magic casting.) The attack should have gone through multiple of the monsters, but instead the one he had targeted was the only enemy casualty. The beetle exploded in green light. Sending its white and pink guts into chunks, large and small, everywhere within its immediate surroundings.
A small pink sliver of gut juice landed on Harlum's cheek. With his face exhausted but still uncontrollably ragging. Now more blood red then brown toned skin he looked up to the six "demons" about the swarm and noticed one of them was missing. As he was about to look to his other surroundings to look for the missing demon. It would seem several of the beetle-like creatures had broken off of the swarm and gathered on top of where Marcoon used to be. A short lived scream could be heard under the insectoids. "GAAHHHHARRRG-ga-g-" Harlum began shuffling towards Marcoon as fast as he could despite his instinct telling him to lay down and pass out from the immense mana drainage. One of Marcoons arms landed all bloody and torn in front of Harlum. He didn't notice, and stepped on it. He looked down. Then slumped to the ground.
"Cz is a pretty good shot,~ am i right?" A voice sounded off, it didn't fit with the situation at all with its seductive sounding tendencies. A world-Class beauty fell from the sky onto his chest, snapping every rib he had She was wearing a maid uniform that gave off the word "Slut" It was probably because the maid outfit seemed a little to tight in some places, and she was wearing leg-nets making he legs seem longer then they actually were. Blood was spat out from his mouth as he tried to spell out what he wanted to say with all his remaining strength. "G-go-tt-to HEl-l Dem-o-" She understood what his last words were going to be so she put her right leg onto his throat.
"Now, now, thats no way to treat a Denizen of Nazarick, Especially with the tremendous power gap between me and your FILTH! That little move of yours is a spell that is unlike any spell we have ever heard of. So you may have a small use for us and our Master, lord, and god. Not like you would ever be able to understand the fullness of him with any word your foul tongue can conjure!" She said as she raised her arm as if to slap him. Yet when the hand came out the pain was not of a slap, but of his skull cracking, teeth flying out of his head, and blood covering the maids hand.
Then, coldness overtook him, and darkness was all he will ever be in for the rest of eternity.
I hope ya'll enjoyed! I will post as much as I can, but beware that it can take me as much as a week to complete something! Haha! xD …..Also PLEASE! Give suggestions for the new,new world in the review section. I will read them all! If I like one enough I will take the idea and add it into the map of the world or if its a character, then I shall add them in as well. Only CONSTRUCTIVE Criticism please! Thx! :D
Chapter 2: -Finished 2/22/2018-
