"The Earth in 2017 had increased fear of the heating of the world. Weather patterns were becoming more and more volatile and political tensions were rising. Meanwhile a government on the other side of the world was prodding into space travel, little did they kn-"
"Lorelei?" A scruffy man with white hair and full facial hair questioned.
She was sucked into the program as she sat perfectly still on the couch. Hoisted in the air by a gravitational anomaly. Noetheris pods sat beneath it and above it keeping it suspended in air regardless of weight.
Noetheris - a power of "unknown" comprehension that is utilized to manipulate gravity. Can only be utilized by Constructborn beings.
"Yes?" Lorelei calmly replies
"We need to head to the Soulkiln. Get dressed and recharge, we need to be there in 30" he asserts.
"Yes sir I will get ready this instant." she coldly responds. Lorelei floats down from her perch and saunters into the adjacent room. Her entire room filled to the brim with Noetherian objects. Although none suspended in air. By all appearances it was a normal Western style room. In the corner was a large Battery. She backs into the large apparatus and closes her eyes. The objects around the room took flight: her bed, dresser, side table and all levitated above the ground. Only reopening them 10 minutes later, she spreads her arms and legs. Her clothes dissolve off of her body and are replaced by metal plating, lined by Noetheris pods. The furniture returned to the standard positions and she headed back into the front of the residency. The old man was sitting on the now grounded couch scrolling on some sort of device. The couch begins to float back into the air before he hops down and turns toward her.
"Professor Drosswyn, I am prepared for regeneration. Shall we depart?"
"Let's get going, we don't wanna be late do we?" the professor responds ogling Lorelei from top to bottom.
Professor Caelin Drosswyn is of Vaelkin decent otherwise known as Thoughtborn decent. A race of intellectual, semi-elemental beings who are known as the guardians of the Construct born
The pair exited the small home, being meet by nothing but open sky. The home of Lorelei was located separately from the Flameborn. Only connected by a two-passenger rail system that connects to the base of their home island. Lorelei and Drosswyn sit into the rollercoaster like seats.
"Alright, medal to the metal Lorelei. We have a 15 minute ride, so that only leaves us 5 minutes to walk. When we get there DO NOT interact with anybody, I will handle it."
"As you wish sir" Lorelei closed her eyes and the transporter rose off the rails and took off towards Pyraethis.
"Can't you go any faster Lorelei?"
"I can, I just didn't want to risk you any harm."
"Hey, I am semi-elemental at least. I will be fine we just need to hurry."
"As you wish sir" The transport launches forward with force and arrived to Pyraethis in under 15 minutes.
Meanwhile at the Ignivarum Institute
"Today we will be talking about the importance of the Soulkiln. This is the lifeblood of our world. Without it the entire world that we know would come crashing to the surface. In the same sense, without this device none of the Flameborn would exist. Does anybody know how we maintain this machine?" In the back right corner of the room sat a student with a raised hand. The professor points.
"Mr. Caelin?"
"Yes Dr. Roht, the Soulkin is recharged and maintained by the Constructborn, and the Constructborn are maintained by the Thoughtborn." the boy exclaimed
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Fractured Sentience
AdventureA world of floating islands, magic, and deception devolves into a tense war between individual factions. Lorelei is a construct created to protect and only to protect the core of her island. What lies beyond is unknown to her and others like her as...
