Yvain Anwar sat on the edge of his bed, whispering to himself, his words laced with hate, and jealousy. The room would be robbed of its color by flashing violet-white sparks of his Lightning Mana. On his lap layed a Feather of Lightning, his key, to where? Him and his siblings Isle of the Sky, to the throne in the clouds. In his hand he held a paper writting by Achreon Bargiel himself. The bedroom robbed of its color, every fraction of a section violet-white sparks of his Lightning Magic, danced around his bedroom from the brewing hate of the Anwar.

Quote:

"Irksome, like the Caethir Queen calls temporal injury."

"Achreon believes by printing names on parchement, is able to put fear in the hearts of Anwar.  A 'Kill List' is that the extent you're going to take it? Childish. I am glad you left.  You spent your uptime scribbling names on paper like a clerk, I cannot wait to run into you. You put Tasha's name, Lynettes name, Nimue's name, Iowyn's name, Morghain's name.."

"Tsk."

"I am tired of losing.  We're the same age, we fought many times a year ago, when you was considered an ally, maybe even considered family for wearing the colors of Atheleon. You beat me every single time, I think about it every single day. It's getting to the point I start to realize why I hate you even more than I should, it's very unhealthy. I know where you're at, but- Knowing you, I have faith you'll be out soon."

"... But I can't stop thinking about it."

"You fought the Lumin King, but I didnt.
You got Galahad to say you're strong, I didn't.
You .. disrespected the Orcale,
You Violated your own homes law.

Managed to get hundreds of men to notice you.

Got people to call you a Monster.
But I couldn't."

WHERES MY PRAISE?

WHAT DO I HAVE TO DO? F#$&!

"However."

"I am done. I am done being the loser, I hate you Achreon Bargiel." 

"Don't think I'll fall in war, don't think I'll die to some nobody, before I die I will murder you with my own hands, you'll be ionized by my Raging Lightning."

"I'll prove who is the better dancer of storms, you'll never take time to be a fancy clerk and write death threats to my family again."

"Mmcht." He harshly sucked the skin of his teeth.

"Soon, you'll look at me and wonder, how did I utilize my lightning that way, how did I do it and what are you doing different from me."

Yvain didn't sleep through the night, he spent time staring at his ceiling within the Anwar Estate of Unreality.

...
There was only one thing in his mind, he repeated relentlessy as hours passed by.

"It's somewhat sudden, but I feel the time is right y'know?"

THE FINAL FIGHT NIGHT - Brought to you by Leith medical

Quote:"Well it's pretty simple, you're all working so hard out there fighting one another and I'm sat on all these supplies. Wouldn't they be so much more useful to your warriors, of course there's a catch... there's always a catch, if you're too chicken shit to show up because of a little risk don't worry I'm sure the world will swallow you up eventually. Got prime elixirs here, got that good stuff."

What you need to know:

This will happen at 7PM EST - 3 HOURS from this post... idk if daylight savings is going on right now.

You heard, three hours from now!!! and what can you expect to win? Well all this of course!



Ah and of course there's that catch right?

Every fight will be CAP 2 DANGEROUS

Location - 666,666,1

Sign up sheet - LIABILITY WAIVER

Flyers are distributed to the many nations of Meranthe that are allied or neutral parties with Caethir. 
Written with sapphire cursive text, an invitation is extended.

Quote:

"Come one, come all, to the coming of age celebration for
The Springtime Prince Vylarr C. Fair and The Summertide Princess Fleurosa C. Fair
Having reached the age of maturity, the crown invites friends and allies to a grand gala that is to be held in Caethir's ballroom.

Please come join Caethir in celebrating the birthdays of their eldest prince and princess!"

Quote:

"A special invitation is extended to the young Faeborne women of Meranthe who may seek audience with the young and elligable prince who has yet to find a partner to share his life."

The pink cat wakes up with a slap on his face, but there is no one there. Whispers from spirits push him towards the telescope, asking him to look. The sky is being torn apart by a red comet. The readings are confusing... The comet disappears from Meranthe's sky like an astral illusion, and the telescope points Kakao to the Alpha Belt, where the planets Vagur and Lavneder are in conjunction. A red comet passes through that system, bursting with conflicting energies.