STEL-703: Seraphine

Kurochi had been tossing and turning around in bed but he just couldn't fall asleep. As exhausted as he was, bones and muscles tired from the eventful day and all he wanted was the sweet siren call of restful sleep to rejunivate his body, it just didn't happen. His head was way too full, racing with thoughts, scenes from the day replaying in his head. Situations kept flashing up and Kurochi was thinking about what luck he had in missing a swipe or how he should have done something different. ...

Sherbert gathered with the other Stelciars in the dim glow of the outpost. Each of them were gathered around a war table, scattered with maps of the lands around them, and small figures to represent both the voidlings and their comrades. The room hummed with tension, the walls, similar to the war table, were also covered with charts of void creatures and battle strategies. The war had been going on for months at this point, many of their fellow comrades and friends had passed away in the figh...

The war zone was filled with ashes and smoke. Flames licked the air, sparkling vividly against the shrouding darkness. Despite the heat of the flames, the environment felt cold and ominous. It was the feeling of cold sweat. The feeling of unease and fear. And at the heart of this place, was a towering entity made of darkness.   It pulsed and squirmed. Its body moved in uncomfortable ways as if unused to its ow...

What should have been a clear, sunny day was filled with darkness, dread, and unease. All above Colsentia, a dark cloud had began to grow - a portal from the dimension of the void. Today it was at its greatest, nearly covering the entire sky and shooting out anticipatory sparks of electricity. The invasion of the void was imminent, and the stelciar had gathered in a field to fight for their home. One of these stelciar...