So I felt like writing a journal...cause its been a long time since I've done one....
Hi if anyone is reading this :'3
The Soul Chronicles: The Journey to WorldsThe Soul Chronicles: The Journey to WorldsThe Soul Chronicles: The Journey to Worlds by SoulLight16
Chapter 1: Mysterious Setting
In a place where light has always shine and never dims, but day and night still follows. A castle that sits in the middle of a town. In this lies the "Princess of Light".
She paces back and forth in the throne room. She groans in frustration, due to lack of patience. She is a patience person, but due to circumstances of an event, she will get serious and become impatient. As she continues her pout, the Royal Servant comes in, holding a tray as well, to give her news.
"Well," she says while tapping her heels.
"I'm sorry madame, but the report came in again and there was still no match," he says.
She does a face-palm in annoyance, " I don't get it, how could this random "Herp" show up at the war, defeat the enemy, seal the enemy, and disappears without a trace and there is no record of "Him".
"Well malady, the scriptures did say that he used quite the amount of power, with those jewels as
SERAPH-02: Burn Baby, Burn... The plants that FloraTech typically studied in their London facility were often exotic specimens from far-off, hard-to-reach lands. Because these plants were so rare and hard to get, the scientists rarely had any idea on the toxicity or danger of the plants they worked with; as such, they were pretty serious about containment breaches like the one occurring right now.SERAPH-02: Burn Baby, Burn... by Clown0fWar
In the event of an airborne contagion, detected by sensors coating every inch of the facility, local fire and ambulance services were alerted. Then the computer would initiate the "incineration failsafe."
This procedure involved locking down areas where the airborne contaminant had been detected, before flooding the facility with a non-lethal but highly-flammable gas that was then ignited after a safety timer had expired.
Anyone inside the facility, Elsa for example, had approximately twenty-five seconds to get out of the facility before they were given
SERAPH-01: Countdown Initiated Down a clinical white-painted hallway, a young woman in a white lab coat grumbled to herself as she pushed a heavy cart along the hallway. She was petite and around seventeen years old, with emerald-green eyes and the pale complexion of a person that spends long periods of time indoors. Hanging from a lanyard around her neck was an ID badge, with her picture and the words "Elsa Williams, WORK EXP" written on it.SERAPH-01: Countdown Initiated by Clown0fWar
Looking at her, there wasn't much for the eye to catch. She seemed, for all accounts, to be perfectly ordinary; just another studious teenager on work experience.
What was about to happen to her would dispel that illusion forever...
Life, frankly, sucks.
Here I am, working in one of the most prestigious botanical laboratories in the northern hemisphere, being given only the chance to do tedious manual labour. I'd studied botany for three years at my school; I was easil
|I am someone that can understand somethings. Things that are possibly impossible. If you think about it though, it's not impossible. You see the world ends with you. It takes imagination to understand what it means. You see it's not impossible to understand the impossible, its just improbable. If you don't understand what I'm saying, than your probably not thinking.|