Category Archives: Ghost Ascension

“Ghost Ascension” actually had four possible endings. Choices made during the storyline would affect what final choices Caina had available when she touched the Bloodcrystal. The possible endings: 1. Caina refuses to use the Ascendant Bloodcrystal, and is able to … Continue reading →

We already had the official ending for “Ghost Ascension”, but a few people have asked what would have happened had Caina decided to use the Ascendant Bloodcrystal. Enjoy! # With a cry of ecstasy and despair, you stop fighting, and … Continue reading →

You try to fling the Bloodcrystal away And you can’t. You can’t make yourself let go of it. The roar of a million heartbeats fills your ears. The green flame erupting from the Bloodcrystal grows brighter, the imprecations of the … Continue reading →

You snatch a throwing knife and fling it at Sophia with all your strength. Sophia sees it coming, of course, and her sword meets the spinning blade in mid air. Your knife falls to the ground in two pieces, the … Continue reading →

You pull up the cowl of your shadow-cloak. Your father’s library vanishes around you, replaced by a bleak plain mantled in swirling gray mist, and you remember who you are and how you got here. Your father vanishes as well. … Continue reading →

“Do it,” you tell Anacepheon. Anacepheon trembles, then rears up upon his throne, his skeletal hand outthrust. For a moment, just a moment, you see how he must have looked in his prime; the Magus-Emperor of Nighmar, filled with dread … Continue reading →

You leap towards Korthion, knife in hand, but it’s too late. Your cowl is down, your cloak billowing in the currents of arcane force rising from the Ascendant Bloodcrystal, and he can see you. He gestures, and you freeze in … Continue reading →

“Do not!” repeats the thing on the throne. Lucan starts towards the throne, sword raised, but you catch his arm. “Do not?” you call the corpse on the throne. “Do not what?” The desiccated face turns towards you, thin shoulders … Continue reading →

“To hell with this,” you mutter, uncoiling the rope and grapnel from your belt. “What are you doing?” says Lucan. “The only time I’ve ever beaten the magi,” you say, “is when I refused to play by their rules.” You … Continue reading →

“No,” you say. “No. That wasn’t Korthion. That was the truth.” Lucan smiles. “I love you, too.” You sit in silence for a moment. The voices in your head are a distant murmur and hiss, but for once you are … Continue reading →