An unknown amount of time past the current timeline,
in an unknown location in the universe,
a pure white letter with a red sigil of the infinity sign on it floated leisurely down to the floor of a dusty room.
Moments later, the door to the room was opened, a charming woman with a slim figure and short dark-purple coloured hair entered. She opened the lights, flicking the light switch at a slow paced, her movements were automatic as though she had done this a thousand times.
When the lights illuminated the room, a wooden study emerged. There was a large desk in the center of the room made out of a liquid-like aged oak, a tall chair behind it made out of the same material. A blood red fur carpet made out of who knows what beast rested on the floor in front of the desk. Around the sides of the room, bookshelves reigned absolute, covered in scrolls, tomes and books which all radiated Mana of immense proportion.
As the woman entered the room, her elemental eyes picked up on the white letter resting on the carpet, she moved closer to pick it. As she picked it up, she noticed the sigil,
'Hmm, a red infinity sign, that's… certainly interesting' she thought to herself, at the same time she was curious as to where this letter came from.
As she opened the letter, a folded piece of paper was visible inside, when the violet-haired woman read it, she realised it was an invitation.
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Dear Morgana 'Ravenshade' Valorian, witch of the north
you are one of the 'esteemed' guests who have been invited to watch a special event hosted by us, the 'Ascendants'.
You have no right to refuse, the event will be held on the 465th year of the primordial calender, on exactly midnight of the new year. Be sure to dress the part, you will be teleported from your location to the arena when it is the due time,
bad wishes, vile witch ;)
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Morgana, having read that accursed invitation, stood motionless, no-one could know what she was thinking, but one thing was for sure, she certainly wasn't happy, evident by the complete and immediate destruction of everything within a thousand mile radius.
…
Throughout the universe, many other beings received a letter of similar proportions, yet they were all unique in delivery
…
An old dogkin sat on a rocking chair, eyes closed, enjoying the peace of life, when a letter floated down into his lap. He opened it up and read the paper inside.
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Greetings papa Vargis, howv'ya been?
Well whatever, anyway, I, your amazing, handsome, spectacular and lest we forget powerful son-in-law am holding a special event and you will be there. Of course, you have the right to reject, but it doesn't change anything because you will still be teleported here automatically.
Make sure to clear up your schedule on the midnight of the new year of the 465th year of the primordial calender. And wear something nice while your at it. Hehe.
Most sincere regards from yours truly,
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"Damn unfilial Brat"
…
In a great forest, where the trees were as tall as mountains, a silver haired elven woman sat idle in an open clearing. She was sat in a meditation pose, most likely…
meditating.
That was until a letter fell, a pure white letter, and before it could fall to the ground, the white-haired figure instantly moved her hand at imperceptible speeds, catching it between her index finger and thumb.
She opened the letter and read the piece of paper inside it.
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Good evening, my favourite mother-in-law,
I'm truly sorry that I've disturbed your late afternoon meditation session, but I have something important to tell you, I am hosting a private event, on the midnight of the new year of the 465th year of the primordial calender.
I would like to say that you can decline if you want, but you cant, so please wear something nice for that night,
cya there, my ~mother-in-law~
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"Always the same, aren't you…"
The silver haired elven lady wore a warm smile on her face as she read the letter, it seems even with the ridiculous-ness of it, she didn't mind.
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With all of the 'invitations' being sent out, and all of the 'invited' preparing for the big day, lots of changes started happening in the universe, order started slowly falling into chaos as major figures of the ruling worlds of the universe started preparing for the big day, the day…
...of the private event
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Midnight of the new year of the 465th year of the primordial calender,
in an arena capable of seating over a million people without issue, floating in the center of space, surrounded by stars of immense beauty and light, and space debris floating unperturbed, a man appeared at the highest, most prestigious seat of the stadium, this man was,
Quinlan Elysiar, the primordiality.
His black wavy hair descended down his back, tied up in a long ponytail. His eyes shone with bright luminance, highlighting his immense power, also backed up by his tall stature. He wore black-gold ceremonial clothes and a floating crown of the same colour scheme adorned his head.
He looked at his seat, then sighed, and with a thought he instantly deleted it from existence. Then he proceeded to delete all the nearby seats, and also extend the platform his seat was on. After that, he raised his hand and created a long, navy, recliner couch. It stretched long enough that it could fit at least thirty people. The couch was state of the art, with up to date comfort technology that ensured 100% seamless enjoyment whilst sitting, and a built in recliner for every seat. It was also slightly curved, to allow for a better view of the arena, not that it was need. For everyone who was going to sit on this couch could see from heaven to hell with their eyes closed,
literally.
As Quinlan sat down, more figures started appearing,
his wives.
Firstly was blossom, ever so eager blossom. Her nose instantly twitched the moment she appeared, her face instantly turned delighted as she ran towards Quinlan and sat beside him.
Next was Vex, appearing several moments after blossom, she ran at full speed to occupy the other seat beside Quinlan.
After these two, the rest followed like they were chained together, with Ayame coming next, followed by Void, Aurora, Lucille, Poppy, Kitsara, Jasmine, Yoruha, Celeste, Seraphiel, Serika, Iris, Raika, Kaelira, Lyra, Black Fang, and lastly, Orianna.
The once bare couch was now filled with beautiful women, all the wives of a singular man, The very man who sat right there in the middle of all these women.
The orientation of the women looked a little something like this. In the center was Quinlan, on his head sat a black cat who was already fast asleep, on his left shoulder sat a golden cat licking his ear and on his right shoulder sat a white cat, smiling like a fool. On his lap lay a wandering void, using his chest as a pillow for her descent to the dreamland.
On his left sat Blossom, with Poppy next to her. A feet or two away sat Ayame, Iris, Black Fang and Orianna. And a little further from them sat Aurora and Lucille.
On his right was Vex, furiously hugging his arm, next to her was Raika, and sitting by her was Serika. Further down from the warrior-women duo was Seraphiel, accompanied by Kaelira and Lyra.
A couple of minutes later, after the women settled down, more figures started appearing around the arena. These were the people who received an invitation letter, the 'invited'
Below Quinlan and his wives appeared two women, who still carried their old youthful air. Felicity and Feng.
On a separate side of the arena, the in-laws appeared, one by one, Sylvaris, Gina, Natalie, Gideon and Naomi, and a little further down there was a lone Vargis, sat like a king…
Which he kind of is.
Speaking of kings, enter Alexios, the king of Nothing. Sat with his ever loyal sla-subordinate, Stormbringer, the lightning dog.
In an empty corner of the arena, two women appeared, one was dressed in the esteem of a goth, whilst the other dressed in a more demure manner. Morgana and Lilith, the witches of the cardinal directions.
Then, Quinlans 'friends', Broderick, Darius and Ignis. All with their harem of women
Close to Quinlans platform appeared the primordials; Mearie, Luminara, Karl, Dragnar, Malakar
More and more people appeared one after another, proud warriors of the ascendants, members of the obsidian circle of the vespers consortium…
the list went on and on.
And finally, oh finally, everyone had arrived, and when the last person appeared in the arena, the arena darkened.
The arena slowly darkened, and after it reached an optimum darkness, a spotlight shone onto the stage in the center of the arena, lighting up a small space where a small green figure floated several feet up in the air, she was dressed in a beautiful gown made out of immaculately threaded silk and leafy hair that looked as natural as human hair.
As all eyes turned to her, she spoke, her voice was playful, joyful even,
"Greetings honourable guests, visitors from lands afar, ladies and gentleman of the audience, my name is 'Rosie Elysiar',…"
She paused for a second as a second figure appeared beside her. She was like a hologram with a woman's figure and an imperceptible face,
"And this mighty woman beside me is the, dun dun dun, The soul records."
The joy in her voice became apparent as she mysteriously introduced her companion.
As she finished off her words, a chorus of gasps erupted throughout the arena. No-one here is the same naive fool they were on the Iskaris continent, they all know what the soul records is, and they all know its significance in the world…
"And we will be your hosts for this glorious event, The battle of Sun and Moon."
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End of chapter 1