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‘A World Under Siege’

The monsters that escaped the Ancient struck out at anyone they saw before them.  Creatures of a myriad of sizes, some as small as house pets and others larger than the largest known animals, on a veritable rampage across the landscape with seemingly no obvious goals in mind.

The Archivists, on the other hand, were very methodical in their actions during this apparent chaos.  Even the Empress of the old Ten Kings land, who was supposed not to be aligned with Hullheach, had still taken similar actions at nearly the same time.

Citizens in these lands were so scared scatless by it all that the Archivists’ forces carried out their dastardly plans with the greatest of ease ever thought possible.  Doors were knocked down and whole families were roughed about without the slightest resistance.  Even the heavily empowered women of the Empress’ land never raised a single protest to her decrees.

Were it not for the rag-tag group calling themselves “Banon and the Rainbow Girls Squad” seeing through the illusions, the Empress’ act would’ve gone off as seamlessly as it did over at Hullheach.

Were it not for the loosely organized group of individuals helping out at Appathall, that land would’ve seen the same sort of fate as its neighbours inevitably did.

Over the weeks, those less fortunate lands, utterly decimated, had no choice but to accept the “bargain” offered by the Archivists as the “only solution to this present, dire situation.”  In other words, a monolithic, worldwide, tyrannical State; a one-world government, a one-world military-police, and a one-world economic system.

In the middle of all that, there was the Peregrine Academy.  That place was, arguably, the Archivists’ primary target.  They might even have wanted the Ancient to have crash-landed on top of it, to destroy it for good.  But, that Ancient’s last-ditch efforts prior to crashing preserved it and its inhabitants.

Deep into their fight against the incoming waves of monsters, the residents of the Academy were suddenly being attacked by special-ops units from Hullheach deployed there secretly to try to take the Academy down.

However, the Mortal God cast rays of light on those special-ops soldiers and knocked them all out.  This allowed for the others to focus on fighting the abominations stampeding about the place.

It was several days before the last of the creatures had come and gone.  The work of the Watchers and Azhseg fending off those beings allowed the other residents to focus on how best to help out the other lands while safe within the Valkyries’ force field.

The fifty-odd soldiers were also relocated to a secure room within the Academy, and kept under custody there.  The beings the Watchers fought and incapacitated soon diminished into humanoid forms, and were held under custody in a second room inside the Academy.

Focus could now be redirected towards the efforts being undertaken by the Rainbow Girls Squad and those helping out in Appathall.  M. I. Arregz and his band, who had used the chaos surrounding Hullheach to seize some supplies from Archivist forces too preoccupied with their plans to notice, now set off to Appathall to put their supplies to good use.  The supplies brought by the forces attempting to besiege the Academy were subsequently sent off by Bharkou over to the Squad for good use as well.

Azhseg, now present in person, was able to give a comprehensive account of what she witnessed going on in the Realms beyond Eyaye.  Something has been going on, she felt, that was far beyond the mere workings of Dark Forces.  Something else had to be going on, to account for why even the Librarians were unable to record it.  Exactly what that was, though, she couldn’t offer any kind of guess or idea.

But, what happened here over the past month or so, so far, was not the whole of what she presumed had been planned.  There was still more to come, and what had just occurred with that Ancient was just the appetizer.

The Peregrine would need to hurry up on her quest to the core, if what Azhseg thought was being planned next were actually to be acted out.  She theorized the masterminds of all this were after something specific, and if so then for everyone’s sake Cɪrthsta better reach it first.

Else, it can be expected to get so much worse on Eyaye in the near future….

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‘The Return of the Peregrine’

“Headmaster,” Aguyu eagerly prods me while myself and the Warrioress partake in our usual hour-long afternoon meditation session.  She’s working on her mastery of the Iron Jacket this time.

She and I stand facing each other in the Gazebo, me with a spear in-hand awaiting her readiness.  Her Iron Jacket training is one of the scant few times she ever spends any time outside her Golden Guard armour.

“Apologies, Thiere,” I pat her shoulder and then turn to the Valkyrie.  “What do you need, Aguyu?”

“It’s the Peregrine,” she smiles brightly (for her standards, anyway), “she’s returned.”  She, like Akei, never acts nor sounds nearly as emotional as her actual emotions should otherwise portray.

“Mind if we pick this up later?” I address Thiere again.  She nods.

“I’d like to see her, too,” she then flashes me a smile.  It’s rare for her to smile, but when she does her beauty factor immediately goes up by leaps and bounds.  She’s proof of the concept that those who smile always look more attractive.

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Aguyu leads us over to the Main Foyer, where Akei is already fussing under-enthusiastically over the grubby-looking item draped over a redhead’s beautifully-shaped body.

“…I won’t let you carry on in such a terrible outfit, Peregrine,” Akei frowns.  “Surely, there must be at least one suitable garment in your closet you can wear and that will be far more comfortable and presentable.”  With that, she scampers off before the girl she was worrying over could even say anything.

Aguyu then runs over to her, taking the spot Akei was standing at just moments ago.  “I would like to introduce you to the current Headmaster,” she faces her while referring to me, “thanks to him, this Academy is once again seeing its rise despite your absence.”

“Oh, goody!” she claps her hands together as her large eyes turn to me.  “Boy, you’re so dark!” she exclaims about my charcoal-like skin tone, and rushes over to me.  She takes a hand of mine and shakes it childishly.  I catch a momentary glimpse of Thiere covering her mouth, but I don’t actually pay any attention to it.

I chuckle at her sudden remark.  This is the “Peregrine,” eh?  “Nice to finally meet you, but I’m not technically a ‘Headmaster’,” I say back.  She beams.

“Of course!”  She then rubs Aguyu’s head.  Akei is quick to return with a technicolour garment, and the Peregrine briskly swaps outfits – out in the open, in front of our eyes; completely unashamed….  I saw some boobage, the likes of which I’d never seen before.  “Right!” she cheers, satisfied with her new outfit, “time to fight for the Light, lest the Universe fall into Darkness forever!”  She then rushes into the Academy and nearly runs into Princess, who emerged to see what the commotion was.

“Who’s she?” Princess asks me, a bit displeased some random girl tried to mow her over.

“The Peregrine,” I tell her.  “She’s returned, and already eager to do her Avatar work.”  It doesn’t put her in a much better mood.

Akei and Aguyu try to follow after the Peregrine, and I decide to follow after them.  Princess and the Warrioress follow behind me.

We’re led to the Great Hall, where, as it appears, everyone else has shown up at this time.

“Awesome!  Looks like everyone’s here,” the Peregrine gleefully addresses us all.  “Let’s share names and such!

“I’m Cɪrthsta, a.k.a, the Peregrine, nice to meet you all!” she then raises her hand high above her head like some perky pupil in a non-existent classroom.

“Reyam Endo, or R.E.,” I go next, “and I am definitely not the Headmaster here; I just want Good to triumph over Evil.”

“Akei,” she raises her hand, mimicking Cɪrthsta, “charged with safe-guarding the Academy and selecting its Headmaster.”

“Aguyu,” she raises her hand on cue as well, “charged with safe-guarding the Headmaster and recruiting new members to the Academy.”

“M. I. Arregz, bard and muse,” he takes a bow.  “Here is Galen, World’s best drummer,” he then introduces the one band member, “and here is my newest recruit, strings-instrument specialist Rima.”  The girl also bows, and then blushes.  Arregz only just returned to the Academy a couple days ago, to show her about the place.  She was recently landed onto the streets of Welthen, one of Hullheach’s many suburbs, after being jolted by rejections of entry to various schools of music and then her parents inexplicably being arrested and locked away without a trial of any kind.  One may say it was fortuitous that Arregz found her when he did, but I know that nothing in this Universe happens by accident.  She was, in a way unfortunately and in another way fortunately, meant to face such a shocking turn of events only to meet Arregz days later.  Arregz, likewise, took a wrong turn at a frontier town, thus taking him to Welthen instead of towards Appathall, according to the plan of some mind far higher than most people’s levels of perception.

“Thiere, from the old Ten Kings land,” the Warrioress bows herself.  “I’ve been preparing to return to my homeland in the hope of freeing it from the clutches of the Empress.”  Indeed, she’s been getting excited about returning and showing the World what she’s made of.  If she can keep up her learning curve, she should be more-than-ready to go fairly soon.  Her greatest skill will be her ability to master the Iron Jacket, which will prevent her from taking on damage should her armour, forbid, become weakened or damaged during her quest to realize her goal.

“Princess!  Seriously, just call me Princess.”  She flashes an amazing smile, but immediately frowns, and then swaps again to a grin and the striking of a cute pose.  I just realized she might be the closest match in character to the Peregrine.

“Raac,” and “Raghul,” introduce the twins.

“Tenjem,” lastly, the newest recruit to the Academy introduces himself.  He was picked up by Aguyu from an Elites’ hunting ground just five days ago.  Like the twins before him, all we know of him is his name.  His skin is inky-dark, like mine, but his name implies a different birth-land to me.  He is only ten years old.

“Great!” cheers Cɪrthsta.  “Now:  Who’d like to join me in an incredible, potentially death-defying quest?!”

I see some eyebrows rise….

‘R.E.’

Next chapter for Fantasium: The Freemen.  Previous chapter can be accessed thru here:

https://roamingeopeton.wordpress.com/fantasium/

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I saw people who were disillusioned by the World they live in, and were deeply wanting things to change for the better.  However, none of them ever want to do what would truly be necessary to make those changes real.  They want the change, but they don’t want to take any risks towards that end.  They want the World to change for the better, but to have others take the risks and then let them know about the changes once the changes have happened.

I know those things, from personal experience.  I was one of those people, once upon a time.  I know that most people are too afraid to do what they know, deep down inside themselves, what they need to do make the real change in the World from the way things are right now.  They are too afraid to make that leap, because it means they will have to lose things they hold dear.

They will have to send their loved ones onto the streets, begging for their next meals because they quit their jobs and so had to sell their homes and other possessions.  They will have to face getting shot at by police officers for going full-on “I wanna truly be free” mode, and risk leaving their loved ones alone or, worse, in a prison cell for the rest of their lives.  They will have to fight the Good fight all on their lonesome, and in the end their efforts are likely to be in vain.

If all of these people were to have a means of coming together, and coming unto their true power as conscious, living beings, then real change will become nothing short of reality and Good can triumph over Evil once and for all.  I eventually decided that I would become the man who would catalyze that coming together of such people as myself.

I was always an “odd one out.”  By five years old, I had already realized the folly of such things as money and government.

I knew there was no logical need for humans to use money when every other animal on Eyaye can get by just fine without it.  I knew that all money does is prevent people from reaching their full potentials, prevent some people even from keeping themselves alive if they cannot pay for their own food or water, and also prevent people from exercising their own moral compass in life as they are forced to work jobs they hate in order just to keep themselves alive.

I knew there was no logical reason to partake in the systems of government, such as voting and paying taxes.  Like money, all government ever does is prevent people from attaining their fullest potentials as truly creative individuals.  No matter who people vote for, tyranny is always the result.  This is true regardless of which party one votes for, and regardless of which government presides over any given nation on Eyaye.

By age seven, I was pondering on the nature of Space and Time – and Reality and Truth in general.  I figured Time should pass by for each person differently, such that, from my perception of the “present,” my parents might, at that instant, perceive themselves days, weeks, months, or even years ahead, or behind, me and my specific “present.”  I figured our Universe should take the shape of a “ball,” where every point in Space lies on the surface of that “ball” and, within three dimensions, there would be no way to reach the “core” of it.

Having gotten nowhere in these things with my family or friends (whenever I even had friends), I chose swiftly to keep those thoughts to myself.  I had no real choice as a child and teenager but to participate as need be.  The problem with that was when I graduated from grade school and wanted to start trying to exercise my own, true freedom.

But, how are you gonna make money?  Acquire yourself a house?  Start your own family?!’ I would be told, or at least implied at.  I had no real idea on what I wanted to do for a career, and not only that I never was especially adept at one or two select disciplines available in most Archivist-run cities and countries.  All I had to really go on was a little feeling deep inside me that whispered I should stay away from the System as much as possible, even if it means I have to become homeless and beg and scrape and worry for my next potential meal.  I had to search near and far for the Truth, even if it killed me.

In the end, I took a deep breath, sucked-up my worries of bewilderment, or disappointment, or even ridicule, and, once I was personally ready, finally did set out to do what I somehow knew I had to do.

An old saying goes something to the tune of:  ‘Ask questions, and answers will come.’  I took that to heart as I graduated, and when I did those answers definitely did come.  They came, and they never stopped coming; at one point, I was so swamped by it that I almost wasn’t sure what planet I was on anymore.

I recovered, though, and not long after that I went on a “Spiritual Journey” that ended in my (re)discovering the ruins that once were named the “Peregrine Academy.”

There, I found Akei and Aguyu.  The place itself was being overrun by jungle, and slowly falling apart as a result, but these two little girls were laid down on granite slabs as if they were just taking a short nap.

My presence awoke them, and since then they’ve practically clung to me like dust to glass without even an inkling of leaving me be anytime soon.  They always call me “Headmaster,” even though I want no such title (and I always tell them not to call me that).

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I had them tell me everything about themselves, and everything they knew about this place, what happened to it, what happened to them, and anything else they may know.  It took them a month, but I came to know the whole story as it pertains to this Academy and what has happened to the World prior, and since, the Peregrine’s mysterious disappearance.

A whole new reality was opened up to me, even far more than it was when I first arrived at the Academy.  Akei and Aguyu are Angels (their wings gave that away) – beings asserted not to exist by the Archivists and their ilk.  Specifically, Akei is a “Valkyrie of the Light” and Aguyu is a “Valkyrie of the Dark”; a “Valkyrie” is just a “level” of Angel, one step up from “Fae” (the lowest level) and one step down from “Archangel” (the highest level).  The levels are achieved through persistent accomplishment of one’s “life-work.”  Each level reached comes with a set of wings and a suite of new powers, with Fae having no wings and limited abilities, Valkyries with one pair of wings and semi-immortality (and enhanced powers over Fae), and Archangels gaining two pairs, immortality, and nearly godlike capabilities.

Akei and Aguyu have been close friends practically since birth, and from their behaviour one would’ve thought they were twin sisters.  Back in the day, they were apparently charged with selecting and protecting the Academy’s “Headmaster.”  This Headmaster was supposed to be a human with “unique potential,” as they’ve told me, and that I was the most striking example of that in anyone they’ve met so far.

With all this knowledge and wisdom I’d collected, I decided that it was then time to put it all to good use.

I learned how to “Sun-graze” (acquiring bodily energy directly from sunlight instead of indirectly via food), thus proving such a practise was, indeed, possible.  I steeped myself in as many martial-arts techniques as I could get my hands on, including the “fantastical” aspects like Astral Projection (temporarily separating one’s metaphysical self from the physical body) and the “Iron Jacket” (making one’s body invulnerable to any and all kinds of damage or harm) thus also proving their validity in practise.

It’s all about state of mind:  If you believe strongly enough that you can do anything, then in time you will be able to do anything.  However, if you believe strongly enough that you’re powerless and that what’s possible is only what you’re told by others is possible then that’s all you’ll ever see about the World and all you’ll ever achieve in your life.

The Archivists want everyone in the latter state of mind.  They want everyone believing the World around them is solid and real, obeys set laws of reality, and that anything that may lie outside these strict, physical bounds is asserted outright as absolutely impossible.  They want everyone to accept as gospel whatever indoctrination the Archivists give them to accept without question, and as such anyone who dares try to “think outside the box” is henceforth labeled a “Rabble-rouser” and shunned from all society forever.

It’s because the Archivists themselves live within a perception of Reality about the size of a postage stamp, that they wish all this upon us; because their perceptions are so narrow, in order ever to be able to rule over us they need to shove us into a perceptual box that, in comparison to their own box, is about the size of a postage stamp.

Akei and Aguyu told me of a time prior to the Peregrine’s disappearance, when her “Watchers” ensured Good prevailed on Eyaye.  The Apothecarian, the Wild Child, the Merry-maker, and many others….  Now, there’s only ruinous imitation – the Pharmacy, the Entertainers, the Circus.  The Pharmacy keeps people ill for profit, the Entertainers keep people hypnotized for profit, and the Circus keeps people poor for profit.

“Counter-mimicry” is the term Akei used, quoting the Peregrine herself.  She also explained how such a term was originally a defining trait of Lady Dark and her various subordinates.

“Counter-mimicry….  “Mimicry,” in that the Dark tries to reproduce what the Light possess innately; “counter,” in that the Dark is always the inversion of Light.

As helpful as Akei is in helping me learn so much of what I’ve acquired, knowledge-wise, it was certain things Aguyu had mentioned that eventually spurred me into some sort of action.

“I feel so heavy…,” was one of the first things she said upon waking up from her hibernation.  At that time, I still didn’t know very much and so her words didn’t really register with me.  As time passed, and I awakened my True self ever more, I began to feel the same kind of heaviness in me.  I came to understand it as the sheer force of Darkness coating Eyaye, a Darkness so dense I wondered whether the Underworld had actually surfaced.  Something big and bad was preparing itself, and in the dispersion of the Watchers after the Peregrine’s absence it would probably have to be I who works to assemble a team of “light-fighters” to try and stand against this Darkness.

The Peregrine Academy is virtually perfect for such a cause, as it possesses five levels of classrooms and dormatories (that need serious fixing up), an outdoor field (overrun by the jungle) for outdoor-type stuff, and secret “crypts” capable of hiding many people in case of extreme emergency.  There’s also Akei and Aguyu, the only two beings who chose to stay behind here in the hope of seeing a renaissance in this place.  It also helps that very few even know of this Academy’s existence anymore.

The big step for me, in trying to recruit members to this “cause,” was in finding a way to find recruits worthy of the “cause” itself.  I decided first to send Akei out to the three City-States and pick out promising individuals, the idea being that she’d converse with them and if they felt like moving over she’d then transport them back here where I could give them whatever training they desire.  But, it went dismally slow (with only two recruits over the course of two years).

My next decision was to send Aguyu out to find any secret Archivist hangouts she could find, and try to rescue any disenfranchised individuals there and if they wanted to become a recuit she’d then transport them back here (same as before).  Three more recruits were acquired in that year, but, perhaps more importantly, it made us known to the Archivists due to our “affecting” their “human supplies.”  Soon after, our cause, the “Freemen,” was being uttered by the Archivists in collective disgust – even placing a bounty on us for anyone who could tell the Archivists anything about us.

No one would really know anything, though….

Aguyu’s “mission” has actually given me invaluable insight into the hidden workings of the Archivists and their monolithic machine of manipulation.  They seize children from parents caught up in their tyrannical Peace-keepers institution (mainly, it’s the children of impoverished or mentally unsound parents), and from there the children are sent to one of many “penthouses” to be used as slave labour, sexual perversions of their masters, or even the barbaric human sacrifice role.  Regardless, these poor kids are rarely, if ever, seen again alive.

Every once in a while, an “insider” has a change in heart; these people are easily noticeable in the Media as those individuals who are suddenly deluged with damning accusations primarily by random nobodies who seem to just come out of the woodwork.  Predominantly, these accusations are of things that happened ten to twenty years ago but the “victims” were, as it’s claimed, “too afraid to say anything at the time.”

Indeed, that’s true in a way; at the time, they’re “saying something” would mean their immediate death; once the other insiders give them safe quarter, though, then they’re able to speak out – with, I presume, some coaxing into coming out as well.

Five recruits so far is a workable start.  Three boys, and two girls.

M. I. Arregz was my first recruit. Back then, he was an aspiring poet and songwriter wandering the streets of Hullwick, east of Hullheach, playing songs for food money.

Thiere, who now calls herself the “Warrioress,” was picked up in Arathaesson, the southern-most town of the so-called “Femdom,” where she had her family torn apart by her mother who was too drawn into what the Empress there was selling to all women in that land.  Her father, while he could, taught her as much as he knew about swordsmanship and told her someone would need to find a way to do something about the Empress and “Her” tyranny.  His last gift to her was an authentic Golden Guard suit, which she wears almost all the time.

Raac and Raghul were the first “lost children” to be recruited; twin brothers not older than twelve, their names implied they were probably taken from the Good Kings’ land.  Having no leads on their original family, Aguyu brought them back here where they have since eagerly taken to my special training sessions.

Finally, there’s the girl we call simply “Princess”; she was a secret sex slave for one of the ruling Free Kings, and like the twins she had no known family to go back to.  She didn’t even have a name, that she could remember (she was called “Ishkaniz” by her owner, which is, let’s say, extremely demeaning); her “high-maintenance” behaviour once at the Academy earned her the nickname “Princess” – by Aguyu, no less.

Very recently, M. I. Arregz has been looking for like-minded musicians to form a band with and start “touring.”  So far, only one other has accepted his invitation:  A young man named Galen.  Galen’s a drummer, which is an interesting mix with Arregz’s violin and enchanting vocals.  They’re managing to pull off that combination, though.

My own nickname, “R.E.,” was given to me by Arregz, from my real name’s initials.  “R.E.” also is the abbreviation for the phrase “Rayas Eviz,” which is the mantra of Lady Light:  “Let there be Light.”  Now, those initials are being associated with myself and my “Freemen” initiative; in Archivist-owned lands, this is accompanied by loathing and adversarial mentalities.

Other freedom-fighting groups have recognized the Freemen as well, even though none of them will join us outright; that’s alright, as some of them are not as amiable compared to others….

In the place of the ancient Watchers, We Freemen are slowly fixing up to be a worthy opponent to the Forces of Darkness.  At some point, our numbers will be sorely needed if we’re ever to have a future worth living in.

Anime Spotlight #13

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Another Harem Anime….

Anime shows starring a boy with a harem of magical girls is definitely nothing new, and it sure is nice that “Trinity Seven” takes a unique spin on the magical girl and harem tropes in Anime.

Firstly, magic in “Trinity Seven” is portrayed as being the exact opposite of that which is “natural” and “logical.”  Those that can wield magic, the Mages, do so according to a specific discipline — kinda like Science; however, Mages study their discipline’s inversion — with Science, when one studies a discipline like Biology that is exactly what they study.  Magical disciplines are divided via the Seven Deadly Sins, so a Mage chooses a Sin that best suits them and then becomes everything that Sin isn’t.  For example, Lilith, the red-head, is a Mage of Lust yet she is the farthest thing from lustful in “Trinity Seven”; indeed, she is actually one of two tsunderes in Arata’s harem.

Speaking of tsunderes, Arata is actually fairly tsundere-proof.

Of course, some things never change, like the fact that every good Anime harem needs a loli or two:

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Appearances are deceiving in “Trinity Seven”; these three girls are in fact grimoires.

Unlike boys in other Harem Anime, Arata is well aware of the harem he’s acquiring as he keeps on his quest to get Hijiri back.  Meanwhile, he discovers he’s pretty-much Satan’s left-hand man and he’s actually meant to use the Trinity Seven to destroy the World and remake it anew again.  Thanks in part to Hijiri, though, all Arata wants to do is control all magic in the Universe so that he can return her to Earth and keep his new friends safe.

Because Mages gain the most of their magic when they’re irrational, it makes sense that “Trinity Seven’s” plot also be irrational.  Characters flip sides on a whim, and they sometimes do things that make absolutely zero logical sense in the scheme of things.

The rest is best left to watching the show itself.  The first season is also dubbed!