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Aether Project - An Account of Asteria and Some Aetheran History

another non-fandom thing lol

Our world's capital, Asteria, is also its oldest city, and a place with plenty of history. It was founded by the first members of the Ambrose Family, who quickly set up its first organized government, a monarchy, and began the work of building up a proper settlement. Their bloodline has survived for many years, and their descendant, Mackenzie Ambrose, is the current High Lady of the White Court, ruling alongside her husband, Johannes Ashe.

To describe Asteria as beautiful would be quite an understatement. Much of the old architecture still remains, and it is actively and constantly maintained. There have been colorful everbloom trees planted in various places, and the forest surrounding the city is quiet and peaceful, perfect for escaping from life's business and noisiness.

Of course, with that being said, there have been... darker moments here. Asteria was also the site of the last of one of the most devastating battles of the Great Cataclysm, the war fought between the Four Highest and Nadira's forces. I was a participant in this war on behalf of the Columnae, and I still remember the sheer brutality of that particular conflict. The Columnae themselves were weakened, and yet... they still carried on and eventually won, sealing Nadira away for a time until she eventually broke free, starting her new reign of terror.

There are still scars left behind from that conflict. Others who are also old enough to remember it shudder with dread at the thought of the possibility of a second war between the Fallen Goddess and the Columnae, and those who have been taught about it are wary of the Traitor's power and abilities.

Asteria has memorials dedicated to teaching about the war, for those who are intrigued about history, like myself. Some prefer not to think about it, however, and I cannot blame them. I am not inclined to believe that a topic such as this is for the faint of heart, after all.

Nowadays, Asteria stands as a haven that welcomes people from all walks of life, and is well-protected from the Corrupted by the Silver Guard and Claritas Agency. Both do everything in their power to ensure the safety of the city's citizens, with the Guard always standing at the ready and the Agency constantly sending specialists out to actively hunt and purify the Corrupted.

Well, I do think I have said as much as I wished to say for now. I will continue updating this later.

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a few interaction samples for my newest Phighting OC, Bat (ft. all of my Playgrounder OCs):

1.) Heartsong

Bat: “Hey, kid. Heard you got a past with those three, yeah?” Heartsong: “Um… yeah, why?” Bat: “Well, know that I mean it when I say I’m glad you got away from ‘em.” Heartsong: “…huh?” Bat: “They’re… not great, to say the least.”

Bat: “Still flashy as ever, huh?” Heartsong: “Yep!” Bat: “Don’t mind it one bit, heh.”

2.) Candy Bomb

Bat: “Oh, great. Why in the name of the gods are we on the same team?” Candy Bomb: “Weeell, I’m sure we can work together just fine, riiiight?” Bat: “…uh-huh.”

Bat: “Don’t think I don’t know what you and your buddies do.” Candy Bomb: “What’s wrong with having some fun?” Bat: “What you call ‘having fun’ involves hurting others. That’s what’s wrong with it.”

3.) Flamethrower

Flamethrower: “Psst. We still good?” Bat: “What do you think, ya idiot? Now shut up before I break your shins!” Flamethrower: “I- Okay, okay, jeez.”

4.) Mallet

Mallet: “Good to see you again.” Bat: “Terrible to see you again!” Mallet: “How friendly…” Bat: “You’d better bet that once this is over we’re gonna have more than a word with each other!”

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Aetheran Bestiary - Entry on Ascendants

time for non-fandom stuff lol

(this was sitting in my drafts for a bit and I eventually got the inspo to continue it)

There are plenty of mages in the Aether, but it is a rarity to see them transcend their limits in such a way as this.

Ascendants, as we call them, are human mages who've grown powerful and skilled enough to fuse their bodies with their magic, becoming demihuman elementals in the process. This usually only happens with long-lived mages, but there are some prodigies, such as High Lady Mackenzie, who became Ascendants at a relatively young age.

Those who have become Ascendants gain the ability to transform their bodies into the Aspects they use, allowing them to do different things depending on what magic they use. For example, a Wind Ascendant would be able to evade attacks by means of incorporeality, and an Earth Ascendant can gain increased physical strength by transforming their limbs into stone.

A select few, such as Mackenzie, have a tendency towards keeping the visual effects of their fusions visible in some way, whereas others prefer to keep them hidden. In Mackenzie's case, as a Crystal Ascendant, her right arm constantly remains crystallized by her own volition. She is also a Light Ascendant, but does not outwardly show its effects.

While we have only seen Ascendants gain their abilities from Aspect magic, it would not be unreasonable to assume it could occur with thaumaturgy and black magic as well. In the case of thaumaturgy, the likeliest outcome would be the mage gaining effects based on which deity they were gifted power by. The possible effects of a mage with black magic becoming an Ascendant are difficult for me to guess, but I know it wouldn't be anything good.

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Of Sea and Sky

yippee, time for a Zora (Zoey x Aura) ship thing lol (wanted to write some fluff after putting out two pieces where my muses are suffering in some way)

soon I might write some Lost & Found (Abigail x Edward Kenton) stuff too, or maybe even Iris x Morden if I feel confident about my muse for both of them (Iris x Morden is the only canon x canon ship I personally ship for AO, also is it just me or can anyone else see Neviro as aroace?)

anyways, one final thing before I get on with this are random orientation facts: both Zoey and Aura are m-spec and Zoey is also ace-spec (Zoey is panromantic & aceflux and Aura is omnisexual)

"It's pretty, isn't it?" Aura asks, looking out at the sunset from the shoreline. Her sapphire eyes glimmer with the last of the sunlight, still filled with childlike wonder at being able to watch a sight like this from a sea island rather than the sky kingdom she once called home.

"It is," Zoey answers, looking at her. With a smile, she then adds, "But not as beautiful as you, love."

Aura's face flushes as she smiles back, readily reaching for and grasping her girlfriend's hand. She's still as cheerful as ever, while also being mellowed out by the approaching nightfall. Zoey soon cups Aura's cheek with her free hand, as calm and relaxed as can be.

"I'm still really glad you took me in and showed me the ropes," Aura says, briefly remembering her first encounter with Zoey. At the time, she was clueless, without any idea of where to go. And Zoey had just moved from being a quartermaster to a captain in her own right, and was searching for a crew. Eager to join, Aura stepped right up, and Zoey welcomed her in as her first crew member and eventual quartermaster.

"And I'm glad you've stuck around, through thick and thin," Zoey responds. Her life would've been lonely if not for Aura and the others, and she's happy to have pulled someone so bright and warm.

Aura leans forward first to kiss Zoey, making her face turn red as she reciprocates while pulling her close in a hug. It's things like this that leave her feeling giddy and make her fall in love all over again.

The two eventually start making their way back to Caitara, where Zoey pays for a room for the two of them to stay in. They sit down side by side, continuing to chatter, flirt, and shower each other with affection until they fall asleep in each other's arms.

finished this at 12:05 AM (I have no sanity SHDHSD)

this was fun to write even though it's kinda short (I think short-form writing is more of my thing than anything else lol)

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Fueled By Warped Perception (Aisha's ver.)

"This ain't goin' to stop me..."

When an already vicious pirate deals with a changed perception of reality while in a harsh environment, her bloodlust only grows to a new height.

Driven by the urge to gain more power, Aisha ventures into the Dark Sea, hoping to sail out as far as she can and face powerful enemies. The rain stings and the cold wind bites at her skin, but it doesn't deter her from her aims.

Of course, she can't shake that this place is eerie. She's unsettled by it, and she can usually stomach some horrific things. She keeps going, though, looking for islands and avoiding hazards like the weather and waves.

Soon, though, things start to change. Her hands shake as she takes shuddery breaths, and strange shadowy figures appear in the far ends of her line of sight. Unintelligible whispers make her shiver, and she grimaces at the dull headache she's developing.

This still won't stop her, though. She came out here for a reason, and she won't give in until she's either completed her goal or dead. Even if she's growing rattled, her stubbornness makes her refuse to turn back.

Then the voices come in. Her headache turns from dull to splitting, making her grit her teeth and wince as she tries to keep her focus on sailing. Her determination is what's keeping her head up.

She soon sets her eyes on the target as she spots an island, making her way over and disembarking. As she glances around, she hears something behind her, and realizes that she hadn't gone unnoticed. Faced with an Atlantean that picked her as its target, she readies herself with her Magma Magic-imbued martial arts, and goes right into battle.

Fueled by the torturous pain and violent words coming from voices unknown to her, Aisha goes into a frenzy, while still having just enough rationality to think through her attacks and dodging. As she starts drawing blood and cauterizing the wounds it spilled from just as fast, she begins throwing out taunts at an enemy that's too beast-like to understand or respond, as well as descending into mad laughter. She suffers a bloody gash in the process, but manages to avoid anything truly lethal. Eventually, she leaves it all said and done, still cackling as she emerges victorious.

She soon gets back on her ship to keep sailing, watched by a morbidly curious pair of eyes from afar. And, without her realizing it, she ends up being followed by a mysterious lone girl.

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Tormented By Warped Senses (Aura's ver.)

"I-I can only take so much..."

How much sensory warping can one handle before they break? In Aura's case, not a lot.

After going at it with a relatively strong pirate, Aura walks over to try to restrain them. However, she wasn't anticipating that they'd play dirty, and certainly didn't know of what would come next. A purple burst potion gets tossed at her, and its effects set in right as the criminal manages to escape.

Things quickly become terrifying. Agonizing. All these sensations overwhelm the poor girl, who keeps her head clutched as the sharp headache and disorientation continues.

The hallucinations don't let up either. The taste and smell of blood that isn't there makes her sick to her stomach, the feeling of cold and dry air leaves her shivering, and she can't bear to hear the strange, unsettling voices for much longer.

"Do they still care?"

"You know they despise you... they always have..."

"Was it worthwhile to come to the seas to sate your curiosity?"

Those voices - oh, those voices - are perhaps the most maddening thing to her. As much as she tries to ignore them, they keep creeping back in and getting worse. Some even become violent, urging her to act against her values and do harm to others.

Tears keep pricking at her eyes as she starts coughing and gagging, nausea overwhelming her until she eventually begins dry heaving. It takes time for the retching to end, but it doesn't do anything to change how ill she feels. It's beyond miserable, so much so that she can hardly focus on anything else.

She soon collapses, sobbing and crying out in her distress, begging for her torment to end. Her vision blurs, her body aches, and everything starts to feel heavy. It leaves her thinking that if there's a fate worse than death, it's this.

Eventually, the sound of glass shattering next to her makes her panic briefly, but she lifts her head afterwards as she feels all of the pain and hellish agony subsiding. Her crewmates are standing by her, concern turning to relief as she comes back to her senses. Her captain and lover soon approaches, helping her back onto her feet and guiding her somewhere she can rest comfortably at.

She never wants to go through that again. Thankfully, she knows the others can help her get things to properly prevent it.

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From Nothing to Notorious (pt. 1)

"You wanna know my story, huh? Well, take a seat, and I'll tell it to ya."

A story centered around Pickaxe's past.

"What a find! I didn't think anythin' like this would be here," the demon exclaimed to herself as she found an unordinary crystal, one unlike any she'd ever seen before. It had been a normal day of mining until this point, and now she was eager to do something she'd finally been waiting forever to do.

She'd been waiting for something that'd give her a chance to earn glory. Something to make her name be known. She wanted more than what she was spawned to do. And what better way to do that than to become a Phighter?

So she rushed home and, using skills she learned from watching others, got straight to work on modifying her gear. It was a long, arduous process, but she was soon satisfied with the result.

Now she just had to test it out. And she knew exactly who to put it to use against.

She’d finally end her feud with the Inphernal searching for her: Bow, a Lost Temple bounty hunter. Or so she thought.

Bloodshed followed quickly as she tracked the ranger down and challenged her to a battle. Pickaxe tried tearing deep wounds, breaking bones, and causing all manner of other injuries, but her enemy’s ability to keep her distance made it a struggle. A bloody struggle she eventually lost, but not before managing to severely injure the avian Inphernal.

Pickaxe fled after that, hoping that she'd be able to leave Bow for dead. Little did she know, Bow was able to flee, and eventually winded up in her soon-to-be new home, Thieves' Den.

Rest and recovery was Pickaxe's first order of business. After that, she'd go back to looking for a way to get back at the archer.... but not before a certain encounter would give her a new objective to fulfill.

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ello, @prismaticstarshch here

decided to remake a writing blog after a long while because... why not lol

I'll post my own stuff here and also take suggestions bc why not

main rules are just respect basic DNI criteria and don't send NSFW suggestions

My other writing spaces:

Wattpad (now inactive, may try to import some stuff from there to AO3 at some point)

AO3