Spectral Regalia

Chapter 127: Hidden Past, Longing Regret

Pr Credits To Draconis Von BloodTrap &  Dragonofsomesort  Who Constantly Help With SR chapters, Please take the time to rep them for their work :)

Here it is, the long awaited Volume 5's first chapter! well i'l just assume it was long awaited, 5 volumes and 127 chapters hmmm you know i wanted to try every 50-55 chapters per volume, but i said what the hell il just not focus on that and progress the plot to a fitting section before ending a volume, of course after a reasonable length of time.

in any case i wanted to thank you guys for being patient with me, i got a new mattress and i slept like a baby these past few days, my laptop isn't yet ready so il be using my older Asus until then, these things are surprisingly sturdy.

it is also that time again where i ask you guys which things you would like to have drawn, i suppose with this chapter being out it is a good addition to the choices.

i hope you all like this chapter, i have been thinking about how to further the plot for quite awhile and have a long list of a drafted txt document in regards to Spectral regalia's future that i tinker around with every now and then.

i remember i had something else to say but the thought vanished somewhere, i will just edit this post again when i remember it.

P.S thank you to those people who PM me regarding plot holes, it is very much appreciated!

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The northern continent of Ailera could have previously been said to be the most dangerous continent due to bandits running loose and powerful creatures no weaker than those found in the Twisting Lands, though compared to the world's current state, it was no doubt safer. Because the population had been smaller and more widespread, the dragons hadn't focused on this place.

Four miles away from the mountain the Spectrals lived in, the area around a certain patch of rocky land and several crumbling hills began to distort and flicker. Space was twisting faintly, but one could see a pattern, as if it were rippling like the waves of an ocean.

Within the cave, a purple shell in the shape of a cocoon was formed around Avrin. This cocoon shell was previously transparent, but within, a deep purple light formed in the shape of a humanoid sitting cross legged. The entire cave had already become distorted and twisted. The dark matter that had previously gathered due to Avrin's breakthrough had long since taken over this small space.

Within Avrin's inner workings, his consciousness was quiet with eyes open focused, on a batch of particles. "One.....two........three...........four...................five!" the moment his count had reached five, the final particle of the batch had been converted. He had long since had all his C.Particles reach the Type 11 stage, but at that point it was as if he had created a locked door.

The conversion of the final significant Type 10 particle to Type 11 had caused the key to form. Avrin's look of excitement suddenly shifted to shock. He felt a surge of numbness spread around his soul, and the particles all began to distort and shift.

Compared to the Type 9  and 10 particles, which was a process of baptizing and then absorbing the dark matter that had been stored, the Type 11 particle was created by igniting the particles as if one started up a car with a full tank of petrol.

Avrin's Dark Matter Core, which was circling his heart, started rippling and distorting. The core began to shrink quickly until it was 50% smaller, then suddenly expanded out to its original size. The moment it had grown, a pulse of purple light surged out, engulfing everything from the core area to Avrin's inner workings, to the point where even a ripple of purple energy surged out across his physical body, distorting the few meters around his body and turning and twisting it into shapes as if they had their very fabric twisted.