Project Rememberence

The starting guide has gotten an upgrade. If you're new to Rememberence, here's how to get started ^_^ If you have any questions, as always, feel free to ask. Enjoy! ----------------------------------------- "Getting...See more

The Book of Avian "Chapter Five" ~Twisting Roads~ 1. Prologue; "We all live for something don't we? In a world of conflict, there is only war, and that is no life worth living. Those who seek power may find it, but who is in control, them, or the power itself? What do you...See more

The Book of Avian "Chapter Four" ~Silent Resolve~ 1. Prologue; "Some minds were open, dreaming again and again, others would never return. All served some role in Rememberence. The battles we knew would lead to the moment of our retribution against the beings who invaded our...See more

The Book of Avian "Chapter Three" ~Emperor of Sorrows~ 1. Prologue; "Not all who came from your world were so wicked however. Opting to join our struggle against these twisted reflections. The forces of Avalon were rapidly stretched tight like a bow string, ready to snap. We...See more

The Book of Avian "Chapter Two" ~Army of Lost Souls~ 1. Prologue; "Here in the chambers of the grand archives of time, there are Gateways to the inner mind. As we once touched your world, and others came, our mysterious planes became infested. As a plague that doesn't infect...See more

"Chapter One" ~Children of the Storm~ 1. Prologue; "Buried beneath the desert, on a long-forgotten world, I learned to fend for myself. The small mining town I was raised in barely had anything going for it. Little more than a few edible roots, and the local animals barely...See more

"Rememberence" ~Matrix of Lies~ 1. Prologue; "I, myself who is reading these words, have come to Rememberence ready to embark on a journey of discovery and adventure. Little did I know I would be discovering me. Through the Signs which guide me, and the Spirits who derive me....See more

Preview: Book of Avian, Chapter 1; "I killed him, and just watched him struggle for breath, every moment burned into the back of my mind. I was in shock, my ears still ringing, one of the others rushed me, and then another, and another. They shouldn't have done it, blinded by rage, they should have just left me alone. One after the other, by some unknowable reflex, they were torn to pieces. Blood raining from their severed limbs, painting the sands a deep red, quenching its insatiable thirst."