Cyber Chronicles 2: Prime Voyage

Chapter 25: Present

In the vast world of Alvanian, most countries depended on charge magic as a substitute for the advanced technology back on Earth. But there were rare cases where charge magic and technology merged, and Guardio Seno stood as a shining beacon of that advancement. 

This magnificent city boasted structures that seemed to defy the laws of nature, hovering vehicles gliding gracefully through the air and seamless integration of charge magic into everyday life. Guardio Seno was a testament to what the combined brilliance of charge and technology could achieve.

But beyond the glittering facade of Guardio Seno lay another aspect of Alvanian. A network of cities and islands where the resources and land were scarce, relying solely on the wonders of charge magic to sustain their existence. These cities might not have the towering skyscrapers or futuristic aesthetics of Guardio Seno, but they were still advanced, and their mastery of charge magic was awe-inspiring.

One such city was the humble Kon Guardio, nestled on the fourth island of Loda Guardio. Here, the cityscape might not be dominated by towering structures, but the ingenuity of the people thrived within its modest streets. They embraced charge as their lifeline, and the city seemed to hum with a unique energy, powered by the mystic forces they wielded.

As Lincoln and Aytrex entered the inn in Kon Guardio, they were greeted by a sight that felt both familiar and otherworldly. The inn was a cozy establishment with wooden furnishings and soft, warm lighting. Yet, in the background, the unseen workings of charge magic manifested in various ways.

The lights glowed softly without any visible bulbs or wires, floating orbs of energy providing a serene ambiance. The air felt just right, neither too cold nor too warm, a balance maintained effortlessly by the unseen charge magic conduits within the walls.

In the corner, a holographic message board displayed information about local events and news, its images and texts seemingly projected out of thin air. The innkeeper, a seasoned charge magic practitioner, greeted them with a genuine smile, her hand subtly gesturing, and the register book floated into her grasp.

"Welcome to our humble inn," she said warmly, her voice melodious. Lincoln felt his body hum with charge as she spoke.

Aytrex handled the transaction, placing the required coins onto the counter, which were swiftly enveloped by a faint glow as the payment was verified. The innkeeper then motioned to a set of keys floating nearby, and they gracefully levitated to Aytrex's hand.

"Your room is on the second floor, number 207," she said, and with a gentle wave, the keys glowed as they registered Aytrex and Lincoln as the room's occupants. Lincoln glanced at Aytrex, intrigued by the enchanting concept.

The world around them blurred for a brief moment, and as they blinked, they found themselves standing inside their room. It was as if they had been whisked away in the blink of an eye, their surroundings settling into place around them.

The room itself was charmingly adorned, with delicate artwork and tasteful decor that reflected the essence of Loda Guardio's rich culture. The beds beckoned invitingly, its soft sheets and fluffy pillows promising a restful stay. The lighting in the room adjusted to their presence, dimming to create a serene atmosphere that embraced them warmly.

Lincoln marvelled at the seamless teleportation that brought them here. It was a subtle and wondrous display of the mystical energies that surrounded them. As they settled in, they couldn't help but feel a sense of awe at the magical wonders that Alvanian had to offer.

As Lincoln pondered the mysteries of Alvanian, he couldn't help but feel a sense of overwhelming curiosity. The few weeks he had spent on this fascinating planet had only scratched the surface of its vast knowledge and unique way of life.