Welcome to Gaia! ::

A civilization unknown to most in the Light Realm. As there is no entrance from the ground that those of this realm normally walk on, this city is home to mainly Angels. Few Elves have managed to find their way to this sky dwelling, but those who have possess great ties with their Angel friends.

Niku awakens covered in sweat and gasping for air.

Another Nightmare...

Hoping to direct her thoughts away from what's troubling her, Niku sets out towards the city.

"Is there anyone that can help assist me in my training?"

Niku turns her head at this oddly broad request.

Perhaps this is the distraction I need....

"I will help you, stranger."

An urgent meeting with the Angelic King had taken place. Mystic, King of the Elves, was on his way back from the gathering. The pressing matter at hand was the constant attacks from those residing in the Dark Realm. Within the Light Realm, warriors were being lost at a rapid rate, only making it easier for the Demons and Vampires when they decided to launch an assault. With this in mind, Mystic vowed to assist the Angels by training novices of their race, in exchange for the elite Angels to take new Elven recruits under their practices.

Leaving the Angelic Kingdom, Mystic ventured through the always illuminated and wondrous City in the Clouds. Seeing the captivating Angels was a peaceful sight. Walking by a stone courtyard, the Elf King couldn't help but overhear two winged beings in discussion, particularly about combat teachings. I must keep my word sometime. Thought the Elf King to himself, as he seized the opportunity to assist some less adept looking Angels in the art of war.

Turning to the left, towards the two, Mystic stopped beside the male Angel, having heard that he was in need of training. "So you look to help the cause of war, do you?" Questioned the Elf King to the cheery looking winged being.

Niku listens to her new acquaintance.

So he wants to help with the war too...

Niku ponders the opportunity set before her.

Perhaps this trainee could end up helping her...and maybe even becoming a friend.

"You're welcome, sir. And the name's Niku. Pleasure to meet you."

As she extends her palm to join his in a handshake, Thomas abruptly turns away. She redirects her eyes towards what has distracted him, and sees before her the Elven King, addressing Thomas. She waits to hear her fellow Angel's response.

Mystic had not seen such an energetic attitude in a warrior in ages. As unfamiliar as he was with his persona, Mystic was overjoyed to see his excitement. "Well my friend, don't get ahead of yourself. We have plenty of time." He said, with a big smile on his usually expressionless face.

"It seems your friend here has beaten me to the chase." He added, looking over to the young woman beside Thomas. "If either of you had plans, I must insist that I do not interfere. However, if you would like me to accompany you, I would be more than happy to. Just so long as you do not exclude this young lady beside you. After all, I came here second."

With the smile still upon the Elven King's face, he looked over to the woman, then back to Thomas, wondering what they had in mind.

Niku starts to reply but is interrupted by her new friend's flatulence. A tad annoyed, she decides not to reply, but to start training him now.

She opens her palm and extends her arm to Thomas' face. An almost blinding light appears and rays stream towards his face...She closes her palm and waits to see the effect.

Mystic was amused at the Angel's attempt at an elemental technique. As weak and ineffective as it was, he admired the fact that the chubby warrior at least gave it a shot.

"Well, I wonder how such a technique would fare in actual combat."

Commented the Elven King, slightly laughing as he gently waved his hand, causing the bird on his head to fly away. Mystic noticed that the young woman seemed less than enthusiastic ever since he had arrived. Wondering if he was the cause of her annoyance, Mystic hesitated to begin a lesson.

"Well now, if the two of you have a moment, we can begin."

Looking to the female Angel, Mystic continued, "It seems you look to become proficient in the element of Light. That just so happens to be one of mine as well." He said, glad that at least one of the two had an element in common with him.

"As for you." Commented the Elf King, looking back to the chubby Angel, "Nature seems to be your strong suit, or so I wish I could believe." Mystic divulged that he had much work to accomplish. The woman, however, appeared quite skillful already.

"Although I do not use Nature, I believe I may still be of help to your control of elements."

"By the way, what are your names?"

Falling from a portal he hears laughter and music."Hmm... a city". He lands on a clean white marble statue of an angle. He jumps off the angle and with one mighty blow kicks off the angles head. making his way toward the city he notices a group of children playing near a fountain. He approaches the group as the stand to look at him in fear. the children turn to run but he brings a chain from under his cape and wraps it around the necks of each child. Snatching back the chain as the necks of each child snaps. He kneals to each child one by one drinking blood from their neck then burning the bodies. He gets up wipes his mouth clean of blood and licks his fingers. Walking away from the fountain leaving burn marks in the ground after every foot step.