Ikita Stories

"And when you fall into the House of Worlds, there's no coming back." Some people call it the House of Worlds. Others call it hell. House of Worlds. Land of Dimensions. Holder of All Living Things. This is the bond that connects everything of existence. All worlds, all dimensions. Everything and anything connected by this one object that appears in each and every world. A teleportation system that can bring the holder anywhere in existence. But what happens if a being, greater than all the Gods and Demons of all the dimensions combined is dedicated to destroying as many of the links as possible, creating a chain reaction, destroying everything that is connected to the House of Worlds. Or rather, everything in existence. JJ has known fear. Two years ago, he was trapped in the House of Worlds, nearly died, and was possessed by the very spirit that knows how to stop the destruction of the existence. Ikita has known loss. Two years ago, Ikita's best and only friend was lost into the House of Worlds. Having recently lost her older sister, Ikita, now 15, finds herself trying not to drown in the whirlpool of suffering when an unexpected and deadly chance to become more than who she tries to be appears. Kadir has known change. Thirteen years ago, Kadir was taken from his family and home and stranded in the deserts of Faier. Welcomed into the local pack of orphans, he came to call this new place his home. When war strikes his home, everything changes for the worse. Now, with the Masters about to obliterate everything in existence, Kadir doesn't know who to trust. Shiza has known abandonment. Sixteen years ago, her parents made a deal with a God that went awry. She raised herself from the age of one, with no family. A slap in the face that the God who killed her parents is the one that gives her the powers of a Goddess. Given all the riches she could desire, she finds that all she really wants in the world is to go home.

The Ahuraque was a grand Empire in the north east region of Xailes. It was known throughout the motherland as being the largest and most incredible empire on planet Zairis. The kingdom was run by King Aegon, a large fierce warrior in big rusted armour. Alongside his wife, Queen Ikita Xailes had been in a seemingly never ending war against the Qebia. A never ending army of corpses brought back to life and woven with rotten plants and debris. The creatures were made of several undead body pieces wrapped together in thick venomous vines to corm undead monsters. These creatures felt no fatigue, powered by shards of Qebian Crystal engulfed in masks made of bone. If a Zairian person or creature is killed by a Qebian, their entire corpse is absorbed by venomous vines crawling out from the ground, they pierce the body and take over its organs, and the Qebian who killed them gives a shard of their crystal to the newly formed Qebian, and the person is reborn. Ahuraque was too well protected for this sort of thing to happen to its dwellers, Or so the king thought..