Doing Time: After Test

Good day everyone!

“I will take on all of you at once! Vermillion Thunderbolt!”
Dragonic Kaiser Vermillion

Sorry for the lame title and here’s my today’s card: Dragonic Kaizer, Vermilion from Cardfight!! Vanguard. So my greatest regards to Bushiroad for making this great card (motivates me really much to create a Narukami Deck). However, since one of my goal is to make a successful Trading Card Game as well, here’s another piece I would like to you to read, the third chapter I’ve been promising:

Chapter 3: Flight of the Eudorates

Pitch black it was for an eye, painful it is for an eye, long enough the journey for the old body of the grand vassal Eudorado. Thousands of years evolving and growing, the old lizard was now awe to any creature that sees, a savior to those live within. Wyverns and drakes, wyrms and giant serpents, faerie dragons and dragons alike he sheltered within. Thousands of years it has been since he started turning his hard shells into protective shelter for his followers, through one dimensional crack to another they ventured and ventured through worlds, watching them. Not long before legends were told about them, the watcher of the worlds, the Eudorates.

The light, so bright and warm, yet hurts those seen darkness for too long. Not minding that, the grand vassal flew higher toward the heavens, where one may not easily sees the awe.

Following a hint of light, a grand dragon in heavy armor stood before a grand door. ‘You called, milord?’ he bows as if a human knight would toward their leaders.

‘Yes, please do come in.’ instead however, a rather feminine voice could be heard. Slightly amazed, the dragon walked in through the now opened door, finding a rather young female human covered in dress-like scales. ‘You seem surprised.’ Said the girl as she took a sip of what seems to be wine.

‘Of all forms milord, why a female human?’

‘We’ll be staying in this world for quite a while.’ the girl said. ‘The dimensional distortion this world caused is rather large.’  she sighed. ‘Which is why I need a form reliable for our long term stay and I heard female humans are good negotiators.’ She laughed while taking another sip of her wine.

‘Interesting.’ The dragon laughed. ‘Both milord’s, I mean milady’s, logic and sense of humor always amazes me, your general.’

‘I shall be referred as Eisen Eudorate, as I am the essence, the avatar of the grand vassal of Eudorado.’ She let out a loud laugh. ‘But my new form is too puny reason for me to summon you isn’t it?’

‘You understand our feelings well, milady.’

‘I took my eye on a possible ally.’

‘More stray cats, milady?’

‘It’s just my hunch; but they might prove themselves useful in our progress in this land.’

‘If that could bring peace to the worlds, so be it.’ The dragon bowed. ‘Milady have lived way longer than I do anyway.’ The dragon let out a small laugh.

‘Insolent.’ Eisen threw her glass of wine toward the dragon and as it breaks she continues: ‘You should have lived long enough to know that female humans however, are sensitive when you speak about ages and looks.’

‘My very sorry for my lack of quality humor, milady.’

‘Not a problem, I shall fly low in this isolated mountains and you shall talk to these possible allies; if they shall answer well to our demands, they shall be spared; shall they not however, we must make sure they are able not to prove our existence.’

‘My honor, milady.’

 

While maintaining speed and secrecy, the grand vassal flew down toward a ravine, covering it in pitch black and as soon, the grand dragon flew down toward the ravine.

‘Pseudo-humans.’ He shouted.

‘We are referred as bio-structs, whoever you may be.’

‘Whatever you may be called can be compromised, but milady has offered a truce, a covenant in which you may be protected within her divine shells.’

‘I’ll make sure that offer reach my villagers.’ Said a bio-struct figure, the elder of those who lives in the ravine. ‘And what do you request in return.’

‘War force.’

‘Refugee within a giant lizard doesn’t sound that bad.’ The elder laughed. ‘And fighting is of course our specialty, if you can provide our repair facility.’

‘That’s negotiable, and we’ll treat you as equals, as we did to other dragons, be them small or large.’

‘Seems we have something in common, and what should I call you?’

‘That’s negotiable, if you agree, I shall take you to the divine vassal.’

‘Very well.’

 

As always, I welcome and encourage you to comment on my piece which I made after finishing my Business and Management mid-term. Oh well, since I still have two more subjects to go, I’d share at least this much, I guess.

By the way, some of you might have noticed as I forcefully invited you to LIKE my SPVNet-ion page on Facebook. If you haven’t, please do! That way I can share small updates and you don’t have to visit my lame wall whenever you wanna check for new posts on this blog.

End of words, have a nice weekend and expect more updates soon!

Best regards,

Nite

P.S.: I kinda want to share something else actually, but since I forgotten what that is, expect them in the next post.

Working Out: Photowalking part 1 (hopefully)

Well, I’m rarely able to wake up this early, so I tried to disturb everyone’s sleep with a flash lighting decided to do a short ‘Photowalk’ and took a picture of Jakarta at dawn from the balcony of my dorm hall, do enjoy.

Sorry for the dark picture, I wanted to retain the scene as original as I could and it was quite dark when I took this picture. I know I’m just a hipster with a camera instead of a real deal photographer, but since I had an expensive camera lying around, I don’t see why not? It’s more productive than letting it disintegrates, lol.

Best regards,
Nite

Doing Time: Early Alarm

My Today’s Card:

“Everyone! Let's make this the most exciting live ever!”
Bermuda Princess, Lena　バミューダプリンセス レナ
from Cardfight!! Vanguard EXTRA BOOSTER 02: Diva Festival

So on a personal note, I woke up way too early instead of staying up too late today and since I’m not feeling that well, I decided to wake up and shower up. And now here I am, writing this post (although it’s most likely that it’s no longer early the moment you read this post).

Since this is a personal blog, I’m taking my privilege of making a short whine (yes, a short one since I would rather do something more productive with a long post). So I wanna whine about how unproductive I am for the last few weeks. It’s probably because of my College Schedule which gave me more free time than ever OR else. Any excuse is lame anyway, so I’m ending it here.

And for a productive note, I’m going to force you to read another one of my piece share the second part for Xenophons: Vahreas Chronicles which I’ve published through Facebook Notes some eternity ago. And yes, I expect your comment, be it good or bad, and critiques to improve the story since it might be a part of your future. (You’ll know soon enough, as soon as I have the money to take over the world).

Xenophon: Vahreas Chronicles - Chapter 1: The Master

‘Great work!’ said a King inside the walls of a castle which is standing firmly in the middle of the golden

 

sands.

‘It’s an honor for a mere subordinate like me to receive such praise from Milord, but I sincerely believe

 

that my achievements so far is nowhere close to worth of such kind words.’ bowing before the King, is a young

 

knight in thin armor. He bowed deeply, showing that despite of his rank, he was no more than a commoner.

‘You should watch your manner before the King, wretch.’ the Chairman, standing beside the King, said.

‘Leave him be, he’s just being modest.’ the King laughed. ‘But of course of all people, you deserve the

 

credit for being able to win big in an advance.’ the King drank from his golden grail.

‘I have nothing in mind but to minimize casualties in both sides, Milord.’ the young knight said.

‘I must admit that your reason is naive, yet your methods are indeed effective, looKing at the number of

 

resources and slaves that our country had gained with your help.’ the King laughed once again. ‘Such achievements

 

deserve considerable award and since nobility is out of the question, I’m now offering you a slave from any land

 

that you’ve conquered, the one that suits your taste the most, the one that can fulfill your desires, and most of

 

all, tax-free!’ the King laughed as he took another sip of his wine.

‘I care not for looks sire, I’d rather look for an open mind which I can engineer into our country’s best

 

war asset.’

 

‘Interesting!’ the King banged his cup into the table beside his chair. ‘I’ll have the census board send

 

you the most intelligent slave they could find.’

‘I object, sire!’ the Chairman said. ‘This have been the third time he made this kind of request, not to

 

mention that somehow, all countries that he had conquered so far are all well-known for their technology!’

‘Forgive my rudeness sir Chairman, but are you doubting the might of both our emperor and our country?’ the

 

young knight said.

‘What are trying to imply, knave?’

‘What I am trying to imply is that even if I plan to rebel, would I stand a chance against the wrath of

 

Milord and the might of his knights?’

‘Wonderful, General Dadiva!’ the King clapped his hands. ‘And for that, I should ask you to cease bowing.’

‘Sire!’ the Chairman objected.

‘Sir Chairman, would you be so kind to bring here my blade of honor?’

‘For what if I may ask, Milord? Although a General, Dadiva is a mere knave, worth not of honor from

 

Milord!’

‘And would even a noble dare to object my decision?’ the King banged his table again.

‘I worth not of an honor from Milord, but shall Milord wish to do so, I shall accept it.’ Dadiva replied.

‘Well, a sword might not suit you after all.’ the King stood up, picked a flower from a bouquet in his table. ‘With you as the first and with this white rose, the very symbol of our nation, I shall bestow upon you, a commoner with such virtue worth honor.’ the King placed the flower in Dadiva’s head. ‘Alexander Dadiva, hereby I knight you, a commoner with merit who from now on, shall be honored with the title “Master” as this honor you gain with countless, restless, and honorable struggle of your own.’ the King walked back to his seat. ‘You may remain standing as that is now a privilege of yours, that is you may stand after first bowing in honor to me.’ the King laughed. ‘You may leave.’

The young man, Alexander Dadiva who as now, known with the title “Master”, bowed once again, turned his face and left the audience chamber. The guards however, looked at him with disgust all over their face.

‘I like that man, he’s simple but effective.’ the King laughed.

‘I would not prefer him to be one of us, those knaves couldn’t be trusted.’ the Chairman sighed.

‘And by saying that, you doubt my decision?’ and the very moment the king said that, the guards captured the Chairman and he was sent to the torture chamber.

 

Days after, Alexander Dadiva was sitting in his office, scheming his next assault.

‘Master Dadiva, sorry to interrupt, but the slave that you’ve requested has arrived.’ A guard said as he rushed into Dadiva’s room.

‘Thanks, could you leave the both of us alone? I need to have some serious conversation with this one.’ Dadiva replied as he continued writing.

‘Not a problem, Master!’ the guard replied as he brought in a rather young girl in a thin white dress, her hair was shining in silver and her skin was as sleek as a doll’s. ‘Alright then, please excuse me, Master!’ the guard then closed the door.

‘You’ve gained yourself something fancy, huh?’ the girl spoke, a few moment after the guard left them.

‘And you look surprisingly good with that.’ Dadiva giggled as he continued to read on some books.

‘Fool, it’s not like I wear this by purpose, you idiot!’ the girl’s face turned red. ‘And now that we’ve gone through all that trouble to once again reunite, what should we do now?’

‘As what our “Mother” had ordered, it is our duty to make sure that their technology won’t go beyond our control.’ Dadiva said as he closed his last book.

‘And in this past few years, I believed that you’ve done that quite smoothly.’

‘Unfortunately, there is one thing that I fail to object.’ Dadiva sighed.

‘And what is that that it could make you worry?’ the girl giggled.

‘They are trying to recreate the Xenophon Virus.’

‘What on earth are they thinking?’ the girl banged Dadiva’s table. ‘And I thought their ancestors had burned all of the files?’

‘I’m afraid that there are countries who didn’t understand that and a random General happened to conquer them.’ Dadiva sighed. ‘But now that we know that war is inevitable, we should report to our “Mother”, right?’

‘And that’s why you decided to call me here, huh? You should know that the tests that I need to go through were hell.’ The girl rounded her hands around Dadiva’s neck. ‘And now you want me to leave already? It’s already a good thing they didn’t perform an X-ray check to my body.’

‘Now now, don’t be a crybaby, you’re my reliable senior, aren’t you?’ Dadiva patted the girl’s head. ‘And before they done that, I need you to report back to our “Mother”, alright?’

‘Whatever, we’ll be together again sooner or later, right? We’re the only one who can continue “her” legacy after all.’ The girl laughed.

‘And I know just the plan to send you back.’ Dadiva said as he showed his work to the girl.

‘Interesting, a somewhat direct confrontation with us, huh?’ the girl giggled. ‘And according to that, you’ll join us soon, huh?’

‘Yeah, I’ve been here for way too long and the upper echelons aren’t fond of me and it might be able to greatly reduce that old fart’s morale.’ The both of them then laughed.

Feel free to comment in any method you prefer.

And not to waste your time any longer, I would take another personal note since today, two of my best friends are celebrating their birthdays. To Christoper Sesio and to my (former teacher in High School) Ms. Ika Dian, I would like to wish the very best for the both of you! May God bless you and provide as what may help you to bloom to your best!

End of words, I’ve given some thought onto the third chapter of Xenophons: Vahreas Chronicles which will be about the second major Faction in the story, the Eudorates. Thus, stay tuned! ^_^

Best regards,
Theodore