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Location: Kingdom Ruin of Gigantia – Planet Berkal
Region Status: Elven Remnants / Wild Class Zone
Security Rating: Low Priority
Hunter Training Classification: Tier 1 to 2
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From orbit, the meteor looked like a spark — insignificant, fleeting.
To most satellites, it registered as cosmic debris from outter space.And as for Gorgon HQ Command AI, it was dismissed.
"Low threat. No life signature. Atmospheric decay inevitable."
Only those still attuned to old things — druids, high elves, dream-scryers — felt the sky's weight shift.
Because what fell wasn't stone.It was Faerisy.
The Mad Primordial Star.The Skylight Returned Fae.
She landed not with fire — but with a scream muffled by a million years of dirt and silence.
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Her body, radiant and broken, crashed into the far edge of Gigantia —a place that was no longer on most maps,but still whispered about in the oldest hymns.
Once, it was a divine and magical kingdom —not built, but Mana-grown,its cities woven through trees that touched the clouds,their roots steeped in leyline rivers that hummed with ancient music.
The High-Elves called it the Crown of the Sky,a continent-wide canopy of towering flora, some over 200 meters tall,their leaves radiant with self-contained magic, glowing softly like stars trapped in green.
Songgrown towers — structures shaped by voice, prayer, and light —rose between the branches, forming bridges of glassvine and memorywood.Temples to the forgotten wind god, amphitheaters for elemental spirits, libraries that whispered back when read aloud.
And at the heart of it all, the Throne-Tree —a world-tree whose roots fed on truth and whose blossoms changed history with wisdom and prophecy relics.
But that was before.
Before the Fall of Magic.
Before the world turned digital and divine Aura blood became a currency.
Now?
Gigantia was a wild overgrown graveyard.
The once-holy trees had grown tangled, angry, alive with instincts older than reason.The ruins of elven cities hung half-shattered in midair, overgrown with thorn-light and creeping moss that sang in forbidden tongues.
The canopy itself had darkened —and from it descended predators born of failed magic, Cannibal feral gods, and corrupted guardians that once served the throne.
To modern maps, Gigantia was a Tier-1 to Tier-2 Hunter's Zone —a training ground for rookies too poor to afford private combat training labs & tutors.
But to those who still carried blood from before the archives,Gigantia was sacred.Not just a forest.
A wounded titan that still breathed,waiting for something — or someone — worthy of walking in her steps...
And on that day, as a meteor wrapped in divinity and madness fell from the sky—
Gigantia remembered its queen.
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Subject: KyeRace: Female HalflingAge: 17Status: Enrolled – Gigantia Frontier Hunter AcademyClass: No Rank (Novice)
She had sold everything.
The heirloom flute. Her father's blade. Her mother's Solar powered spellbook to heat stoves.All for one battered admission scroll into the old Hunter academy near Gigantia.
Her village mocked her for trying to die early in her life by joining this hellish camp with very low survival percentage.
"No hunter blood runs in you Kye !""Half-elf? Half-useless.""She'll be bones in a week."
And maybe they were right.
But she walked toward the gigantic trees anyway.
"One quest. Just one. If I come back with a Red wolf fang, I'll be ranked."
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And In the Deep...
The wind changed.
Predators that should've pounced… paused.
Leaves shimmered with old light.
And Kye, hunting something small and harmless, stumbled upon something enormous, and weeping stars.
She found Faerisy.
Broken. Bleeding. Wings shattered. Eyes feral.Still divine crushed in a pile of fire and burnt branches.
They locked eyes.
And something old passed between them — a bond neither asked for, but both needed.
"You are weak," Faerisy rasped."And so am I."
"Then let's stop being," Kye answered.
The pact was sealed unconsciously as the remaining power of the world tree weaved for theses two one last relic scroll of destiny linking their lives together...
In kin & aura.In breath & soul.In blood & death.
And in that instant, Kye screamed—
As power surged into her bones like sunlight forced into stone.
Her eyes glowed.Her hair lifted.Her feet didn't touch the earth as she begun hovering over the soil.
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By dusk, the 4 remaining Black gods Weapons hunters arrived on the septentrional points of Gigantia and marched towards it's center killing any monster or hunters they saw on a secret mission to retrieve the fairy's crushed core.
Before long they arrived in Gigantia's outer canopies, tracking Faerisy's re-entry signal that Varnex had data transferred in their cortex.
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The canopy groaned above as twilight bled into the sky, shadows casting strange patterns across the shattered ruins of what once had been High-elven royalty.
They found her there.
In a clearing scorched by flame magic of divinity rank,where trees had bowed and roots had retreated from the flames,a halfling girl layed asleep—peaceful, barefoot, arms crossed beneath her head like it was any other day.
But around her, the earth refused to breathe.
Birds stayed silent.The air shimmered with residual magic that hadn't touched this world in a million years.Even the predators that hunted in the sacred dark… ran away from the area.
The two Black God Hunters, remnants of Gorgon's final war division, stood at the edge of the clearing.
Their black armor hissed with enchantments made to suffocate gods.Their weapons pulsed with stolen myth.And yet—Neither took a step forward.
They checked their tracking sigils again.
"Same coordinates. This is where Faerisy fell."
But there was no divine-class fairy.
Only… a girl.
Sleeping.
Unbothered.Unscarred.
Except for the air around her — which didn't move naturally.It spiraled.Not like wind…
Like a spell still echoing.
They exchanged a glance.
"It doesn't make sense. That's not her." Bram's said as he looked at the innocent weak halfling face.
"Then what is she?" answered Mir'tek in the shadows.
"...Mir'tek go check her."
"Ok i'l go check that mortal !"
A hum of null-light expanded behind them as Mir'tek of the Final Calm emerged from the shadows. Barefoot, robed in silence, eyes still sealed by choice to see the aura of the girl which was has calm has a lake. His breathing steady as the laws of time themselves.
He stepped forward into the edge of the aura-ripple.
His foot touched the grass.
And the world flinched.
Not because of him—But because of her.
The moment his presence grazed her boundary—
The girl stirred.
A crackle of light moved across her fingertips.The grass shifted in reverse — growing, ungrowing, then sprouting again.
Her lips parted slightly.And she whispered a single word in her sleep:
"Planeshift."
Mir'tek's breath caught.
The world buckled.
And the clearing — along with the girl, the light, and Mir'tek himself —vanished.
Not teleported.Not displaced.
Removed — like a page torn clean from the chapter of this world.
The second Black God Hunter took one step forward…Then stopped.
He looked down at the cracked forest floor, and saw a single flower blooming through the stone.
Faerisy's mark.
He tapped his comm-stone.
"We lost Mir'tek."
"No idea where. But whatever's happening… Faerisy's found a host..."
Bram looked toward the horizon, where distant winds began to shift unnaturally.
As soon as the presence of faerisy disappeared from Gigantia, a massive alpha red wolf 40 meters talls rushed to eat Bram in one bite.
In a quick mere second, the fist aura of Bram punctured a nuclear heat wave through the air as his fist moved at lightspeed through the flesh of the red wolf effectively killing and burning his corpse to ashes while causing a shockwave on 100m behind it crushing trees in it's path.
"…I can smell war coming soon. yummy"
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As Faerisy collapsed again in Kye's body, her magic drained, Kye—now glowing with untamed primal force—whispered to the skies:
"I need to find him."
"I need to find the one the wind remembers." she spoke unconscious about who he was... like a trail of the Faerisy forgotten past.
Mir'tek who had planeshifted along their side for the first time collected his spirit with ease as he shouted.
"YOU ARE GOING NO WHERE LITTLE IMP !!" activating his time field.
Faerisy reached forward, weak, but smiling in the dream world of Kye untouched by time magic.With her last drop of memory-magic, she invoked a spell that hadn't been spoken in 1,000,000 years.
"Worldfold. Realityskip World magic rank. Echo through bloodline Members—"
The air shimmered and the wind waved in silence in the time field as Mir'tek was running towards the young halfling almost cutting her throat as she was sucked through a magic black hole.
And in a flash of light, the girl vanished— Mir'tek Screamed in Anger as he slammed is aura blade in the stone edge of the place they were teleported, destroying by a million stone shards the area.
The little halfling planeshifted toward the last known coordinates of the last "Godly bloodline Heir" of worldmagic...
The Immortal King.