Chakra no Yoroi ● Dependence Epitomized

[Trigga]

LOCATION ^{kaminari no kuni}
QUEST ^{chakra no yoroi}
TIME TILL ^{50 hours}

The sky trembled in the attendance of grandiose strings of white. Bolts of concentrated energy soaring through the darkened heavens, piercing the air itself with an imperceptible, though audible thump; previously quiet, the firmament echoed deafeningly with roars and cries of terror itself. Zeus hadn’t slept, and his frustration was being demonstrated with the aggressive lightshow in the sky above. Looming expansively in all directions, a tinge of purple hovered above. Blotches of grey sinking into the scenery without hesitation or faltering. As was the typical painting that dangled over the continent of Kaminari no kuni. Nonetheless, would today be so archetypal?

Tucked deeply within one of the many stretches of elevated earth, a facility had dwelled for generations inestimable. Mountains formulated the fortress—the puzzle which was rarely navigated. The topography played on the psychology as towering mounds of earth danced into the paradise above itself, slaying the clouds, and severing their wholeness with the pinnacle of their construction. The climate, dense and overwhelming to foreign lungs continued to reign dominant without an opposition. A tyrant of an environment to match the legacy of the Lightning Country’s belligerent nature, it all played well into the events that would transpire in a matter of days.

Deep to the east, passing this particular stretch of mountains, an army emerged. If seen from the sky, a blanket of black marched onward, moving with a thunderous stride that even drowned out the sound of the plasmid javelins themselves. Massing in the thousands, armed and highly treacherous, this military moved without rest. Upon further inspection of their advance, and the location in which they moved, it would seem they were heading towards the famed Lightning Template. It would only be a few days before their arrival, and as such, the residents were determinedly preparing themselves.

“Will our savior reveal himself?” A low-rising, though mature voice sounded.

Perched along one of the two strong, vigorous walls that enclosed the template, a man rested. Peering out into the reiteration of mountainous structures, it would seem this mysterious individual was glaring directly into the direction of the incoming army. He was well aware of their impending entrance, but surprisingly, he knew of another coming? A single man who would eventually posses the power to aid them in their defense against the mass of destructive forces. That’s of course if he was strong enough to pass the trials that would guide him to a strength unparalleled.