Some people say that we must enjoy life as we still have it, but what if I told you it continues past the grave.
Maybe what we perceive as life is only a small portion of what our potential will be.
Meet Revon, a man who shall seek the answer to the question, ‘what is beyond?’ We shall follow his path and await for him on the other side.
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The world of Caesemiseau is a world where mankind is not alone. Elves, Beastmen, Fairies, Trolls, Vampires, Gods, and Dragons all seem to call it home. Living in the five distinct continents are the Humans to the North, Beastmen to the South, Elves to the East, Fairies to the West, and Gods in the Center.
The world has many kingdoms and empires, but only one nation is a meritocracy, the Central Continent has the Mircetycaor Republic. The capital is the great city of Heraim, the best people of the strongest, of the smartest, of the most deceitful, of the best in general gather in one city. A merchant’s dream is to open up shop there. A soldier’s dream is to protect this city. A king’s dream is to conquer this city.
That city hosts a variety of events that include sports, hand-to-hand combat, engineering competitions and the most valuable prize goes to the last category, the all-encompassing triagrium. (A.N. a lot of words like this will be made up of latin or japanese stem words with some just being anagrams- cause my naming sense is worse than my writing. Don’t question it.)
Revon’s POV:
I walk through the newly ‘opened’ door and hang a right, going towards the smell of food cooking.
~gurrr~
I want food~. Foooooooood~. Foood~!
The smell of tantalizing meat with a sweet, lavender-esque smell is running by his nostrils. It felt a bit dry as per the low humidity, but who cares, food is this way. The hallway leads to a balcony on the second floor of the building. The balcony stands firmly next to a large, twelve story tree with a yard or so diameter thick trunk. The outside is covered in ice and snow. It is what I would think of an eskimo village. Smoke appeared on the other side of an igloo.
“Fuck that’s tall.”
Now trying to find a way down, I slip and fall on my head.
~Crea-k~
The ice cracked and a ravine as deep as a swimming pool opened up, travelling from where he landed to the main boulevard of the eskimo village.
‘First things first, acquire food.’
The smoke seemed to be attended by a few guards, speaking in an unknown language, sounding somewhat like Russian, but the common words like yes and no seemed to be rather odd: det and nyom instead of dah and nyet.
‘Good thing I took Russian literature last year.’
The guards walk over.
(in some strange language similar to Russian) “Oi, who do ya think you are?”
‘Huh, how did I recognize that?’
“Wha~ Me?”
I point to myself and look at the guard.
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“Yeah, you. It is past curfew for the citizens, only guards and those working in the red light district should be up.”
“I just got here, I was traveling from the village over yonder *points northward* and I finally got here.”
I am definitely hallucinating, right?
“Prove your strength then, if you say you are from Wirilim Village.”
I throw a punchup in the air, trying to do something impressive. An upside-down tornado shot upwards into the sky. Suddenly, a blade penetrated my stomach.
What a sly grin on the guard’s face, until he realized that there was no wound. My stomach wasn’t even scratched.
Welcome To The Level Up System.
??? POV:
Earth, a magnificent planet, truly has much that can be offered. Many resources, such as lumber and metal, can adorn humanity’s palaces. Many can easily coexist to bring our Earth’s true potential and can easily expand, even going to distant alienated populations to reconcile them.
Humanity screwed up.
With millions dying each day, the war has yet to finish, although the population will be diminished once they do reached a conclusion.
The year is 934X Anno Domini. The abbreviation A.D. has fallen out of favor after the last million people worshipping Non-Judeo-Christian religions were massacred. The world now is centered around three different cities: Mecca, Jerusalem, and Rome. Each city has a distinct following with the world becoming divided into three parts. With Mainland Eurasia, Africa, and the few Mediterranean Islands being the only inhabited places on Earth. Nuclear war has devastated humanity and nature to the point which humans have resorted to cannibalism rather than having to clean up radioactive waste.
The Earth is now a collection of actual shatters. The nuclear war brought a single new weapon into this world, a polifunclar bomb, this bomb was developed by the remnants of capitalist companies in effort to destroy the absolute religious rulers that governed the world.
Their efforts were able to fracture the Earth into 10 pieces, with Eurasia being the largest broken piece. Yet, they could not eliminate the religious figures in Europe and the Middle East.
In a room somewhere in the Ominan Imperium, a woman stood while a servant wearing an article of clothing like a bathrobe attended her.
“Madam, the report that was sent yesterday came in with surprising results, one with an irregular mana pulse has been found.”
“DON’T LIE TO ME”
“Madam, it is true, you can read the report if you would like.”
“Bring it to me.”
“Yes”
After a few minutes of the servant obtaining and the madam reading.
“How the hell, that must mean that a new unique leveled person was born today.”
Silence ensued.