Chapter One: A fated Encounter
Word spread quickly on the wings of the wind. The cloaked sorcerer made his way across the vast, technological grid that he had made himself known across. All around, on either side did he see people engaged in combat, duels using the ancient powerful magics the grid could replicate within its sphere. All around, gods, dragons, warriors and fiends were locked in fierce, decisive combat. It was here the Sorcerer Risebell had gotten his name, and his trademarks.
With his eye-concealing aviators reflecting the bright greens of the grid that made up the walls and floor, he let out a smirk as he did that which never should. For he knew that soon enough that which was most precious to him and many others would return. And so Risebell walked many steps, evaded many deathtraps, and did so with the most confident of airs.
It was then that he saw it. The Monster Gate. By walking through this gate, could one escape the Sphere of the Grid. However, in doing so, you would lose that which was most precious to you. There was also the risk, that once you leave through the gate, you may never return. But Risebell was skilled in the ways of Magic, so he knew he would not fall victim to either of these curses. And so with a slight chuckle, did he raise both his arms, palms facing out, as he was encompassed and protected by a sphere of glowing purple, a magic that would protect him from the effects of the gate. and so he levitated, passing through the glowing seal of runes and symbols in his bubble.
As he emerged onto the other side, he saw another being, sitting on a rock. This being was sitting with his back turned from the gate, and by the looks of it, he too was a fan of the color purple. His hood and cloak were of that color, with minor bits of gold outline and trim along its edges. the next thing Rise noticed was that it appeared he had a pair of green horns sticking through the hood.
The being heard the sound of Rise landing on the ground after his bubble dispersed, and so he turned around. To Rise’s utter confusion, he saw this being had no discernable face. Only a featureless surface that reflected like a mirror. He noticed the being wore black boots, gloves, and a green vest with similar gold trim. Also of note was the blue band he had tied around his neck, obscuring any features that may have held. If Rise didn’t know any better, he would assume this being was not human.The being spoke to Risebell.
“Hello there. Might I ask how you are today, and why you may have left the Network?” he asked, indicating the large black sphere behind Rise with the glowing green grid pattern upon it.
“Uh, that’s none of your business. In fact, I think I’ll ask what you’re doing out here just sitting around!” Rise responded, wary of this new variable.
“Ah, right. I suppose it is kinda odd, thinking about it. I’m Nyran Altair. I heard news of the return of something I once thought lost, five years ago. I was going to progress upon the dirt road here, but I realized that in leaving the Network, I had lost my most useful ally, the Galaxy Soldier.” he responded, looking at the ground.
“I see. So you’re after it too?” Rise asked, hoping he would not have any competition in his own quest.
“Well, I’m sure there’s enough to go around for everyone, but in short, yah. I suppose I am.” Nyran responded, looking back up at Rise.
“Well then. You leave me no choice, ‘Nyran’. I challenge you to a Duel!” Rise exclaimed, pointing at Nyran with one arm, as the other was enveloped by a magical field. When it dispersed, it revealed a technology that allowed for combat like in the Network, the device known…
As a Duel Disk.