Raising The Dead

Gimme Time. I am dying

As I scooted away in a panic, I toppled off the side of the bed and onto the floor with a crash. The resulting racket rang heavily in the silent room. Looking up from my sprawled-out position, legs propped against the bed, the sound of shuffling was heard. Blue hair peeked over the edge, a

Not long after the Queen of Sistina arrived in Fort Valga, a message via Magic Pigeon chirped as it circled around her. Surprised that someone was using an outdated method of contacting her, a sudden worry struck her. If she was being contacted in such a way, then something must have happened to Claude and

Eryn’s eyes flew open in surprise at being unexpectedly stabbed. Her lips separated from Claude’s as she forced herself off him, staring painfully into his eyes as she clutched her wound. Cold and emotionless, save for a flicker of intent. He had attacked her purposefully. And she had fooled herself into thinking that everything would

Eryn and Saki arrived back in Lodz after the winds of destruction had died down. Wary about the relative calm they heard in the distance, it wasn’t until they ran into a few squadrons belonging to Sistina at the borders of the city did they find out what had happened in their absence. The first

Sistina’s army was camped out a short distance from the City of Lodz and in the middle of preparations to advance when a strange clamor erupted in the distance. The noise of footsteps rushing around to get ready all halted as the sound of gunfire filtered from the city walls. ‘An enemy attack?’ many of

Before the explosion occurred, Saki was held up by General Cielbasa and his automatic rifle. The man before her wore a fancy uniform with many emblems, proudly showing off his high rank. However, the way he carried himself as he fired at her gave off a sense of vileness. Cielbasa, having proudly announced himself to

Major Pulchny Golabki pondered how he had ended up in such an undesirable situation. As a person raised upon dedicated hard work, he rose to his position through his own merit. Since he was born from low-class craftsmen, he had his work cut out for him. Still, he persevered and honed his innate ability –

Before my eyes could adjust to the surroundings, the noise of gunfire and people’s cries filtered into my head. Trying to force myself conscious, I noticed that the scenery around me was in motion. Immediately, my eyes popped open as I stared at the ground moving. Feet shuffled before them as I finally realized that

I poked my head through a portal, watching as several troops below were patrolling the perimeter atop Fort Lodz. So far, none of them had noticed the lone mana signature high in the sky, its light easily mistaken as a star. Then, a flat, handheld device exited the portal as my hands joined the head

Not long after Eryn came back, Cornelius and other lords arrived at the scene to assess the situation. The citizens that came out, convinced that no harm would befall them, grew in number. From tens to hundreds, the central square that we were standing around was filled with people. Still, it seemed rather sparse compared