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  Determined to uncover the mystery of Soul Wars, I walked into the middle of the room. To the north was a doorway, blocked with arcane energy. I tried to go through it, using my own magical talent to try to manipulate the field enough to pass, but as I had expected, it did not yield. However, there were two metal cables on the floor, each thicker than my arms, leading to the doorway, that seemed to have energy coursing through them, powering the door.  I followed the western cable south, and came to an unblocked doorway, leading to a small dark tunnel.  At the other end of the tunnel, I could see a gargantuan machine, which appeared to be

 "This is it. Whatever Nomad is up to must be in here. If he's in there, he's not going to make this easy. This is going to be a fight to the death," I said, trying to mentally prepare myself. Maybe I should start from the start. Nomad runs a competition of sorts, for adventurers, called Soul Wars. Two teams try to take control of the Soul Obelisk, and channel soul shards from slain monsters and adventurers into it. Doing this weakens the enemy's Avatar, an immensely powerful monster. The red team tries to kill the Avatar of Creation, while the blue team has to kill the Avatar of Destruction. A while ago, Nomad teleported off somewhere, l

A brief history of Nimbus: At the beginning of time, the surface of Nimbus was whole, and the people lived in peace. Below the surface of the planet, the three godlike beings known as the Furies of Wind, Rain, and Thunder existed in harmony with each other for thousands of years. In time, however, the three grew distrustful and jealous of each other. Thunder sought the speed of Wind, who in turn envied Rain's rejuvenation, and Rain longed for the raw power of Thunder. The Furies began to fight each other, although none could gain the upper hand. However, their titanic conflict began to literally rip the world apart, hurling huge chunks of la

Wind City was under attack, by the Rain Lords. The attack had taken a while to come into full power, like the drizzle that becomes a torrential flood or a light snow turning into a blizzard. The Wind Generals were doing their best to hold off the attack, but had had many of their bravest Priests sacrificed in the name of the Rain Fury, the one whom they despised so much. In the midst of all this chaos, a young, wilful Priest-in-training called Rycorn found it easy to venture into the forbidden depths of the Royal Library, and find spells of unholy and primal power. One of these was a ritual to summon the Wind Fury's avatar, a being of treme