Parallel Vol. 4 [LEGACY EDITION]

Chapter 10: Unification

A/N: Okay... so, a couple of updates to the story. In order to help you readers (and myself) keep track of events, I've added a calendar system to the novel. Previous chapters used this calendar for the real world, but this chapter goes into the world of L.N.E hence it has a different calendar system. The current calendar months are as follows:

Hope you enjoy the chapter!

P.S: Ensure you watch the video at the end. There's a nice surprise!

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Aygorzi

13th Banem 1092

Deep within the heart of the dwarven city laid the second most protected region in the entire city after the king's palace. A stalwart detachment of dwarven soldiers armored to the teeth guarded the only entrance to the hidden chamber. Each dwarf's steady gaze held an almost worship-level reverence that belied the honor and pride they felt in guarding that location.

The select few individuals who were granted access past the doors would find themselves in a narrow hallway with decorated bronze sculptures of some figures with their names and accomplishments written on steles next to them. Some of these sculptures were of dwarfs but curiously a majority of these sculptures belonged to humes of different races. The humes all wore armor with the emblem of a wolf howling to the moon, and despite their varied poses, they all seemed to be looking somewhere down the hallway.

Walking down the hallway, the individuals would be greeted by a semicircular chamber which housed a set of massive white doors at the opposite end. This would also mark the end point of the similarly armored statues. Six three-meter tall statues, three on either side of the door took their place, each with an imposing presence that made it difficult to maintain eye contact for extended periods.

If any Maggot was present, they would recognize the figures depicted. Leading from the left was Absalon in his mage armor. The calculating coldness in his eyes gave off the vibe of a no-nonsense general willing to do anything for the sake of victory. Next to him was Jade with a playful smirk. Her left hand was coated with a luminescent material that gave it a warm glow while her right hard sparked with vicious energy. Syèl stood larger than the rest with numerous glowing orbs of different forms floating around him. Amidst the chaos stood the halben with a nasty, murderous grin. The tongue on his lips easily brought to mind the image of a deranged man savoring the blood of his enemies.

A massive drakul led the right side. The stoic yet powerful form marred by blade scars and puncture wounds displayed the brave, undying courage of the tribe for the world to see. Following the drakul was a shrouded figure slightly shorter than the rest. The assassin, whose features were hidden, grasped his blade in a tight grip, his body taut like he was ready to explode forth should the need arise. Finally, at the tail end, was a magnificent prince-like figure, with her hand on the hilt of her blade. Shoko's regal air filled onlookers with a sense of reverence. Gazing on her figure was like being in the presence of a royal; one could not help but hold their breath.