World of Velorus Pt. 3 (Fragment Alpha-9)

Do you know the reason why they call me a monster?

It’s true that I kill gods as I please, but there are many that I would not kill. Gwen is obviously one of those select few. Reyskaw is a new addition to those that I seek to protect.

The World of Gods is a dying world. Originally, the gods of reality resided here. Those who created the planets and stars and humans and animals. They retreated to this world after their tasks were completed or they were driven out by mankind. Both they who fled and they who remained behind have likely faded by now.

An unknown number of years passed after that and now there are only gods like myself and the others who create small worlds for our entertainment. The Black Flames sometime venture into this world and there are those who seek the Marbles in this world, but those things do not matter. The fact is that this empty void in the “sky” has become a wasteland.

Gods who do not deserve the title ought to be murdered. That is my belief. It is also my belief that you might as well have fun carrying out unpleasant tasks. That’s what makes me a monster. Those with intellect like Gwen and Reyskaw and even the cloud called Marcosius are things that I will never harm.

There aren’t many who would find this explanation to be sufficient. I can’t be bothered to record all the details of my thought process so you will have to accept this. For now.

This world is practically mine so you all probably have another question for me: why do I not seek to revive this dying world?

The reason is that it is not dying in the traditional sense. In human terms, its population is declining. The world itself will remain. It is nothing more than a void. Nothing can destroy a void; it simply exists. 

This world is empty. Not useless, just empty.

There is no point in trying to fill an infinite emptiness.

Or so I chose to believe.

After all, in my library there is a document written by a god-seer…

Arata’raya (Fragment Alpha-10)

Dustin finally stepped through the city gates after hours of wandering through the desert. His skin was dry and irritated from his journey so he made his way to the nearest inn that he could find and paid for a room and as much water as he could afford.

“You’re lucky you didn’t die out there,” the innkeeper remarked. “The heat today has been dreadful.”

“I normally don’t wander the desert, but I was looking for a town that doesn’t exist anymore.”

“Well, you’re a long way from the So’raya crater.”

It was only natural that the innkeeper knew exactly what Dustin was talking about. The sudden destruction of that city still unnerved people even years later. It wasn’t the type of thing to be forgotten and left unmentioned in daily conversation.

During Dustin’s first visit to this world he had fought a great battle that had consumed the whole of So’raya. Having ended up in this same world again, he felt it would only be appropriate to return to the crater and pay his respects to the people that had lost their lives because of him.

“I have no idea where I am,” Dustin admitted with a weak smile. His entire body was fatigued and his mind was weak.

“This is Arata’raya, far to the north of the crater.”

“It was foolish of me to even try to go back there. That would just bring me feelings of sadness and failure.”

“You wouldn’t be the first to dwell on the past. That never ends well. The tragedy of So’raya unfortunately coincided with the disappearance of the evil gods. There are some who think the city was sacrificed to them in exchange for protecting the rest of the world. I think that’s a little disrespectful, but there are new rumors like that surfacing all the time.”

Dustin hadn’t imagined such a legend would spread. It certainly made sense that people might suspect that, but he agreed that it was disrespectful.

“The Corruption has taken human form,” Dustin said. “If he’s defeated, the world might be healed.”

“Now that’s a story I’ve never heard before. Where did you learn about that?”

“From talking flames. I’d like to think they were telling the truth.”

“That desert heat might have gone to your head…”

“It’s taken a toll on me, that’s certain. I think I’m going to go to sleep now. Which way is my room?”

The innkeeper guided Dustin to his room. Once inside, he closed the curtains to block out the sun and sat down on the bed. The blankets were a little rough, but softer than he’d expected. Dustin wrapped himself up in them. Thanks to the water and the relief of finally getting out from under the sun, being wrapped up in fur blankets felt comfortable to him despite the true temperature.

Within minutes, he had descended into the world of dreams. He dreamed of his conversations with the Black Flames and the knowledge they gave to him. He remembered their talks of his birth and his divinity.

And as he descended deeper into sleep, he remembered his time as the leader of the Blood Masters. He had rescued those he deemed to be good and given them power. Then he had abandoned them and failed to protect them.

They awaited his orders no longer. Those who wanted to continue fighting had joined the Archimedes Alliance while the majority dispersed uninterested and dispirited.

It was the biggest failure of his life, the Blood Masters project, and it still haunted his unconscious mind.

Perhaps for good reason.

Perhaps not.

Wrapped snugly in a small room in the middle of a desert, far from his quest to save the world, Dustin slept peacefully.

World of Velorus (Fragment Alpha-9)

By now you’ve probably heard my name many times.

If not, I would enjoy meeting you. None exist in the World of Gods who do not fear the name Velorus. I have my former apprentice to thank for instilling fear of me into even the newest gods.

Beloved Gwendolyn, dressed in white. She used to be a monster. I trained her to be like me. I showed her that gods are free to use humans as they please. The first world she created, Creswood, was truly beautiful. It had a simple elegance to it with a few intriguing murders.

Then she began feeling pity for the lesser beings. These creatures are nothing more than our creations. They are no different from the characters in a book or the personas of an actor upon the stage. They are not real. They are short-lived unless we give them life. So I do not understand why she pities them.

To claim that their lives are valuable and that they exist independently of us is foolish.

Gwen, you have your own apprentice now. Reyskaw. You’ve asked me to stay away from him. Could it be that you have fallen in love with him? I destroy gods regularly and you’ve never once asked me to save any of them. I’ve looked at the world that he comes from. There he was considered to be the founder of magic. Impressive. Perhaps not love, but admiration? I’ll make you reveal your feelings to me one day.

Reyskaw Valen. A figure of interest to myself as well. I have heard the name Reyskaw Marcosius Velorus and seen it within the Alpha Fragments that float through existence. What connection does that man have to me? And what of the other one called Marcosius?

There is a theory that one day we will all be joined together as one being.

I doubt such a thing is possible.


I reign supreme over the World of Gods. None can challenge me and there exists no being whose power I need to absorb. Even the legendary Marbles are surely nothing but fictions to give hope to the lesser gods that they may one day defeat me.

I am a tyrant and a monster. I am a creator god. For a while I have remained asleep, but the time for me to wake may be near. I look forward to our reunion, Gwen. And to Reyskaw, I look forward to our first meeting.

I wonder what the Alpha Fragments will say when I have destroyed you?

To be continued March 14th, 2016!

Emperor (Fragment Alpha-4)

It’s dark. This world is made of nothing but darkness. Someone must rule this darkness. But there is no one here.

“Arise, King of Darkness.” I said. And someone was created, someone to rule over the darkness.

But absolute rule is no fun. So I created some Earth for the King of Darkness. While that land is his, for this dark world belongs solely to him, he could never hold dominion over the Earth itself.

“Arise, King of Earth.” I said.

“Arise, King of Light.”

“Arise, King of Water.”

“Arise, King of Fire.”

“Arise, King of Life.”

And so many beings and elements arose into the world. It’s not so boring anymore. There’s a powerful race of beings that lives here and tries to conquer everything.

They have much territory, so I call them the Earthholders. They can’t really hold anything though as they have no arms, only snake-like bodies.

The Earthholders have conquered much but there is something they can’t conquer. Death. For I am the King of Death and Life. I’ve always been the King of Death in this world, but another used to hold the title of King of Life. He was too kind to the Earthholders though so I made it so I would be the King of Life.

I who hold Life, Death, and Creation am the true ruler of this world. However, the Earthholders speak of more.

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Archaeological Discovery (Fragment Alpha-3)

“Director Hawking. We’ve recently recovered another artifact from the Codeyan digsite.” reported an archaeologist.

“More pottery?”

“No, this is something quite exciting. It’s written in an ancient language but in the time that it took to transport here to the Museum, they were able to translate it.”

“And what does it say?”

“It speaks of a legend from this ancient civilization. It tells of three great and powerful objects. Some sort of barrier, key, and door that protect some power that is central to the very universe itself. The legend says that this power allows one to transcend mortal boundaries and become an immortal deity.”

“And what does it say of the location of these three items?”

“Unfortunately, it says nothing. We believe that the rest of this legend might be recorded on other tablets and they are looking for them as we speak. They are also searching the building we found it in which is believed to be a temple of some sort.”

“Your progress is excellent. Please tell my assistant to take care of that tablet on your way out.”

“Yes, Director.”

The archaeologist left the Directors office. Director Hawking went to his desk and took out a notebook. Inside of it were many observations centering around the number three. It was a number that had appeared throughout countless ancient civilizations. Three objects relating to one incredible power. It was a common theme in all of the legends.

But none had ever named the three objects before. For the first time there was a sense of what these three objects were: a barrier, a key, and a door.

Letter (Fragment Alpha-2)

To: Reyskaw Marcosius Velorus

I fear there is a darkness growing in Vyro. Our world is filled mostly with those aligned with fire, so I was easily able to spot it. I don’t think any of the Elemental Lords have spotted it yet, but I fear a war might come if they do.

I would greatly appreciate it if you would come visit me and help me sort this out. I know how much you like warm weather and I believe its the Winter season in Codeya, so that’s just another reason for you to come as soon as possible.

I can only hope that another Dark Dragon Incident isn’t ocurring…

From: Anara Way

Reyskaw filed the letter away with an unpleasant look on his face. A darkness growing on Vyro that sounded similar to what was happening on Codeya. And the thought of another Dark Dragon Incident…. he didn’t want to even imagine that happening.

“Yes.” he thought to himself. “I will go see what’s happening on Vyro.”

Writing Update: Alpha Fragments Edition

I’ve started a new “side project” in addition to the Library series. The Alpha Fragments are a group of stories set inside a multiverse that is simply labeled as Alpha. The plots may be ongoing throughout fragments, some might end suddenly, new ones may begin on a whim… that’s why they are fragments. They haven’t been put together neatly: that’s your job.

If you find enjoyment in connecting the Alpha Fragments, feel free to do so. If you do not, then simply ignore them. Library Second Section is still in development and will still be released on time.

And don’t let the Fragments deceive you either… similarities in names might be just what you think they are, but they might also be completely unrelated. 😉

A Small Storm… (Fragment Alpha-1)

Reyskaw looked up at the sky. Storm clouds were clearly gathering and the sky was getting darker. It had been predicted that it would rain today, so Reyskaw expected this type of sky. However, there was an elemental darkness in the air as well.

A dark force was gathering in power and Reyskaw was trying to tell what that force was. The good thing was the force wasn’t that powerful. The storm was interfering with his ability to detect it, and if a storm that was only just starting could mask that dark power, then it couldn’t be that bad.

But it was growing. Reyskaw knew this. So he left the grassy hill he was standing atop and moved towards a house at the base of the hill. This house was hidden and protected by a great deal of magic, so only Reyskaw could see it.

The source of this power was a minitature crystal obelisk that sat in the center of the small house. Reyskaw walked inside (because of the magical defense, there was no need for a door) and placed both hands on the obelisk.

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