Daiden slowly swiped at the air, forming his Mioveroldian Page from start to finish. He held the page at its bottom and carefully flipped it towards Zane Morgul. The latter cleared an itch from his throat and tugged at the page. He inspected the edges, and then quietly the quality of aeter. With a huff, he touched the front of …

Daiden expressed a sense of victory, with clenched fists and a broad smile. In front of him, the forest cleared to open, large farmlands and developed paths. His eyes shifted in all directions, and he felt his skin tickle with eagerness at the sight of Godvildian villagers, his people. With a deep breath, he paused at the entrance and read …

With a tired expression, an armour-clad man observed the farthest reaches of the Sea of Trees. His aeter spread from the outskirts, in a net, and with delicate control. It slithered in silence, as a part of the forest, touching, viewing, hearing. He ambled with a regal gait, silver-haired – long, ruffled yet elegant, and with eyes of the same …

Daiden experienced a blur. His memories meshed with the existence of his sword, pulling him into a presence far from his time. He fell into a slumber. His eyes slowly opened to a new world. He felt no arms, no legs, merely his head, at the start of a long, serpentine body. Daiden lost control and resigned to the role …

Daiden trembled when the aeter spilled from the Mioveroldian Page, in motion, to take the form of a thick book. He could hold it as a separate item, and noticed the page disperse upon the completion of its task. The book slowly descended into his hands, shimmering with green aeter. The Origin of Takshaka, he heard the words echo in his …

Daiden wondered many things from his short time as a resident of Mioverold. He started with the validity of his second life, in a world currently under threat from an eroding force in Nilheim. The thought weighed on his mind but whittled within the Sea of Trees. He clenched his chest, feeling the pounding of an immeasurable love, a simple …

History recorded Sol Sanctum as a unique temple two hundred kilometres, east, from the Sea of Trees. Its religion worshipped neither Ehedus nor Baha, and its followers walked the path of time. They represented a lack of obsession, without scriptures, without any written text, or tenets even. Old or young, the men and women from Sol Sanctum wore long, green …

Daiden noticed the world distort upon entry into the Sea of Trees. His vision blurred for a moment and readjusted to the stillness around him. He appreciated the strange hues of blue and green, but the situation bothered him, nonetheless – an absence of visible movement. He clicked his tongue, overwhelmed amidst the presence of tall trees and tangled, dense …

An unnatural sight. Daiden described what he witnessed as an unnatural sight. With his head raised, he fixated on the clouds in a swirl – dark and charged with electricity. It felt thicker than the first time. The accumulated aeter emanated a pressure much like the depths of an ocean. It pressed and suffocated. The clouds grumbled as Magellan stared …

Daiden shuddered and followed the sound to the heavens. The thunder struck once more, in the presence of dark clouds and fierce lightning. It shattered the ground at a distance from the forest and sprinted towards Aelius; Daiden cried in desperation at the sight, but the lightning stopped without effect. The dust settled, some pulling away to Nilheim even. Daiden …