[Darkvision]
[Object mimic—
Evantra rapidly activated her skills, and watched as the familiar figure she had glimpsed at the construction site appeared in her vision. Dark, blue skin rendered grayscale by her [darkvision], she could still clearly make out its distinctive features – a sharp nose, paired with pointed ears that rose on either side of its head. It held a submachine gun in its grip, and its blue eyes seemed to shine in the darkness. Seeing the creature up close, ...
2025-07-10 03:00:09 +0000 UTC
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They had found Bladey by following the marks of their battle. Scars in the landscape, that were not wrought by the duels of bladefrogs. That was how they stumbled unto the cave in which they found him with Voltroth.
The cavern around them, was covered by the scars of their bladedance. Huge gashes carved into pure stone, as if they carved through butter. A similar gash was carved across the fox-man’s chest. The revenant’s gleaming, golden Phobia was covered in the guide’s blood.
2025-07-09 16:48:29 +0000 UTC
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Evantra briefly took stock of her equipment. She was carrying her sniper rifle, the Izanami Veilseeker along with her Nagantra machine pistol – both of which were suppressed. Unfortunately, as silent as they were, they would still draw the ire of Veilcreatures if she relied on them. In the silence of the night, even suppressed gunfire would cause a racket.
Her melee options included [razor claws] along with a small combat knife. Caliburn had also provided her with a compass, pad and t...
2025-07-09 02:38:53 +0000 UTC
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Evantra cursed under her breath, reprimanding herself for being carried away watching Lancelot and Galahad engage the wyvern. She was certain that Guinevere had advanced towards the building while the other Ghostslayers kept the beast busy.
The advanced scouting party she was with seemed content to remain under cover, tending to their equipment. They had likely been instructed not to give away their position and to let the Ghostslayers handle the beast.
It’s at times like th...
2025-07-08 02:50:54 +0000 UTC
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Evantra watched as her handhold tumbled to the street below, the loose brick shifting free of its position. She winced, gritting her teeth as she struggled to stabilise herself, before reaching for another.
No one emphasised just how important manoeuvrability was when you were a scout. Especially when the terrain you were situated in were the lost territories – replete with rubble, collapsed buildings and Veilcreatures.
Evantra turned towards the glittering green eyes that watch...
2025-07-07 18:33:06 +0000 UTC
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The mood aboard the Spirit of Nimue was sombre on the night of the raid.
The multipurpose hall containing the Ghostslayer’s gym, firing range and sparring area was filled with personnel. They had erected a podium and set up a screen to brief the operatives that would be advancing into the ruins.
Evantra took a seat next to Steve, who greeted her with a grin. She winced as her muscles protested, burning and sore from Steve and Stephanie’s gruelling training program. ...
2025-07-07 18:25:16 +0000 UTC
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“I’m going to be honest… I was surprised when you threw yourself on my blades.”
Evantra had ended her call with Noelle, quickly changing into some of the casual clothes she had prepared. She was seated at the bar with Guinevere, and they watched as Steve attempted to teach Clark how to execute a muscle-up on a stringy piece of pull-up bar that looked like it was about to give way at any moment.
“Evantra. Why Ghostslaying?”
Evantra froze, her glass halfway to her ...
2025-07-07 18:14:59 +0000 UTC
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The Izanami Veilseeker rose, the sniper rifle the colour of anthracite sighting its target atop the junk heap. The weapon Caliburn had so generously equipped her with had an effective range of 1200 metres, which meant that the firing range aboard the Spirit of Nimue was an insufficient means of practice or assessment.
She glanced down at Guinevere and Clark who were situated at the bottom of the heap. Evantra took in a breath and activated her skill.
[Stoneroot...
2025-07-07 09:57:23 +0000 UTC
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Evantra kept her face entirely impassive and relaxed as the notification blinked into her vision. Her eyes never wavered from Elaine’s until she was sure that the woman had broken away her gaze to glare at her brother.
Noelle was right on the money.
Somewhere in her office, there’s a relic that I can consume.
Evantra felt her heartbeat begin to race. The thoughts of her streak of stagnation coming to an end, the potential of unlocking reality-breaking s...
2025-07-07 09:13:27 +0000 UTC
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“I know you're an heir.”
Noelle stared wide-eyed at Evantra’s calm response to her grand proclamation, identifying herself as a heir of Demeteria Agricorporation. The monster that tended to the continental greenhouses that kept a steady flow of produce into the capital cities, and who were currently attempting to terraform Mars.
“T-that’s imposs—”
“I read your journal,” Evantra said matter-of-factly, watching as Noelle coloured crimson at he...
2025-07-07 05:40:03 +0000 UTC
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It was overcast and shadowed outside, last night’s ectostorm continuing into the morning. Evantra turned in her mattress, feeling the ache of her recent exertions in the sewers in her muscles. She rose, shifting the blankets aside to find an empty room.
Evantra stared up at the ceiling, unmoving.
Exhaustion permeated every fibre of her being. She felt a pressure on her chest. A pressure that wouldn’t go away, and which Evantra knew, was not derived from the exertions of the pr...
2025-07-06 01:02:30 +0000 UTC
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The veteran Thundermare watched helplessly as its herd turned on him.
The first Thundermare charged into him, empowered by lightning that had recently struck it. The veteran called forth a burst of electricity from within its body, aiming to disorient the oncoming creature.
Herd member after herd member turned away from the electric blue river, their eyes now tainted in sickly gold. The veteran backed away from its herd as they rushed towards him, forcing him further away from the...
2025-07-05 15:06:15 +0000 UTC
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Shiver peered out at a circular clearing. She watched entranced, as she glimpsed one of the true wonders of the world of Fearshaping.
Even after all she had seen in the Gloamshores, nothing trumped this.
“Well I’ll be Feardamned.”
She watched as two small frogs danced in the centre of the clearing. Each wielded long, straight blades as they lashed out at one another.
Wielding literal blades… of grass. The same metallic grey grass that covered ...
2025-07-04 08:05:06 +0000 UTC
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“Evantra?”
Her mother’s voice shook her out of her preoccupation with the match. She abruptly closed the stream, muting the phone.
“Yes?”
“You alright in there?”
“Yeah, just some… indigestion.”
She paused, waiting a while to flush the toilet, so it wouldn’t seem too contrived an act. Then she washed her hands in the sink, and realised quite regrettably, that she needed to pee.
Damn… Guess I’m going to have to hold out if I want...
2025-07-03 04:56:21 +0000 UTC
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Red lightning blossomed across storm clouds, far above Caledon. The streaks speared out of towering clouds that eclipsed the scale of Brimstone’s Verscallian Peaks, colouring them in a pink-red hue. Their bright flashes were carved into his vision. Even as he blinked, the afterimages of the lightning lingered.
The towering clouds covered the horizon as far as Caledon could see from where he was perched on the clifftop. Secluded from lightning strikes within the safety of a small cave....
2025-07-02 16:10:58 +0000 UTC
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“Evange… I’m going crazy here. I need my phone. I hunger for it. Where did you put it?”
Evantra tried to bite down her smile as Emily complained, whining to her best friend, clinging to Evangeline. Her mother just stared flatly as Emily began to slowly shake her in a vain attempt to persuade her to return her device.
“I know how you get. Surfing those… forums. You want to stop overthinking? No phone.”
“But I want to text Jung—”<...
2025-07-02 13:48:16 +0000 UTC
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“Get me some fresh blankets. A glass of water, people get thirsty when they’re giving birth. They need to be helped to the toilet. You need to watch over them, but don’t hover. Evantra? Evantra. Are you listening to me?”
“Y-yeah?” Evantra twisted her head towards her mother, sensing the edge to her tone at in the depths of her voice. A warning siren, that she had learned to attune herself to, after getting burnt far too many times.
“We will talk about your texts late...
2025-07-01 08:33:08 +0000 UTC
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Evantra looked out of the window, past Demeteria’s sweeping continental greenhouses. Each structure housed various types of crops and plants.
Deneteria catered to every economic class and buyer, from the lowliest thug in Wisptown to the Corpos who sat in their thrones above the skies. Their products ranged from mass-produced crops with dubious nutrition value to organic produce cultivated in immaculate temperature and climate controlled environments. There were whispers that there wer...
2025-06-30 10:19:12 +0000 UTC
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“Fancy seeing you here. Come for some shopping?”
“Evantra.”
Something in the girl’s voice made Evantra pause.
Noelle’s long, red hair was matted, sticking to her sweaty face. The girl stank of the sewers, just as much as Evnatra did. She saw a slew of cuts and bruises across Noelle’s skin, betraying a possible encounter with Veilcreatures – perhaps teethlings – in the sewers. She saw the way that Noelle twitched, barely concealing her winces with ever...
2025-06-29 10:15:09 +0000 UTC
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Triol Revenant’s fingers raked at the doors that confined him. The same one Solastra Flora had assigned to his sister, for the duration of her stay in the Dreadwood.
The black skeleton’s hands were chipped, and he was missing a finger for his efforts in breaking it down. He had repeatedly slammed himself into the door, heedless to the damage he had been causing himself.
The deathstalker he raised similarly tore at the door, with long, sleek claws. Even despite the creature’s...
2025-06-29 10:12:52 +0000 UTC
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“Dalaria! What have I told you about licking your fingers? It’s unhygienic! Do you want to miss school?”
The woman chided her lightly, as she held an ice cream in her hands. The sounds and bustle of a city reached her ears.
Shiver watched, as carriages trundled down familiar cobbled streets. She stared at towering buildings that gleamed in the sunlight, with streets filled with life and colour.
Anhedonia, the Archcity of Fear, stood before her as it had been i...
2025-06-29 10:11:31 +0000 UTC
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Carmen Alvarez lightly dabbed at her son’s eyes, watching them grow teary.
The funeral was being held outside of Wisptown, atop a small hill that contained a small graveyard which overlooked the solar and wind farms and continental greenhouses that stretched onwards for miles. The sound of the massive wind turbines in the distance reached them, sending light vibrations reverberating through the ground at a slight staccato with each rotation.
“Millie was a force of ...
2025-06-27 02:22:42 +0000 UTC
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“Alright everyone, stick with your designated partners, and proceed to the locations on the map. Remember to dial it in if you encounter any creatures above your paygrade.”
Trevor nodded to the group accompanying them as they begun to disperse to their designated locations. Then he turned to Evantra at his side.
“You didn’t go to the funeral with them.”
“Going isn’t going to bring her back.”
Trevor let out a sigh, before he simply nodded and motioned to...
2025-06-25 14:42:40 +0000 UTC
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Carmen Alverez’s POV
Carmen halted before Evantra’s door.
She glanced towards Noelle, who was standing beside her, shifting nervously from foot to foot. Trevor had woken them up with his arrival, informing them of what happened. Evantra had returned to her room immediately, shutting the door behind her.
It had been two hours, and she hadn’t been out since.
Carmen gently knocked on the door.
“Hey. Eva? Can I come in?”
All was silen...
2025-06-24 13:11:51 +0000 UTC
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The next creature on their agenda to hunt was the “anglerwhale”.
A creature that dwelt in the Gloamshores’ black waters, that stretched out infinitely into the horizon.
They packed up their temporary camp, Virgil sending back equipment and extra provisions through tears, straight to Castle Flora.
Caledon stared out over the dark waters.
Shiver had spoken about the room of water she had stumbled onto in the Floors of Trepidation. The thought of confronting a monst...
2025-06-24 13:08:05 +0000 UTC
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“Well… how did it go?”
Evantra leaned across the dining table, her eyes locked onto Carmen’s smile.
The woman was beaming. Like a ray of sunshine had somehow managed to penetrate the dilapidated roof of her church, to shine down on Carmen Alvarez, making her tanned skin gleam, more than it did usually, that was.
“Pretty well.”
“Alright, I’ll ask him then.”
Carmen lunged at her from across the table as Evantra withdrew her phone, motioni...
2025-06-23 11:39:14 +0000 UTC
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Anastasia Vandemeer had long, flowing silver hair with a slightly dark sheen. The girl was beautiful, and she reminded Evantra of Uriel with her unfailingly symmetrical features, and effortless beauty.
Or that was how she had looked in the pictures, when Evantra had looked her up.
In place of the young woman she was expecting, Evantra frowned as she regarded the tall young man standing in the driveway to the Alvarez home. Unlike Anastasia, he looked slightly ungainly, his nose dev...
2025-06-22 11:50:35 +0000 UTC
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Shiver watched, as Caledon called his Fear, and sapped the vitality of the thralls that drew close to him. Even as she warded off a smaller spider before her, she smiled at the sight.
There was nothing that felt as good as finally being empowered. Rewarded for the accursed Fears they were tormented by. In Anhedonia, Fearshapers were consigned to their nightmares. As satisfying as obtaining insight and enlightenment was, it was ultimately a realm of reflection. It did not afford...
2025-06-22 11:47:56 +0000 UTC
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The next week flew by in a blur.
They fell into an easy rhythm of attending night dives with Cypha, delving into the junkyard in an attempt to scour and sell whatever components that they could, taking advantage of the fresh drops. Despite Clark Hallewell’s initial interest in them, he hadn’t shown up to attend any of their other excursions, for which Evantra was grateful.
They had amassed a small war chest, saving up about 1,000 ectocredits, after reserving or spending the re...
2025-06-20 15:34:30 +0000 UTC
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“Get down from there you LITTLE SHITS!”
Millie screamed at Harry and Elias, who had somehow snuck underneath the barriers in Elsecaller City’s Museum of the Veil to climb onto an ancient Nezha Harbinger drone.
Harry was currently posing in front of one of the drone’s hulking machine guns, one arm stylishly leaned against the weapon of brutalist design that had no doubt torn through hundreds or thousands of Veilcreatures before it had been decommissioned. Relegated...
2025-06-19 11:27:08 +0000 UTC
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