For two months, Kyle fought a great force of evil in his small town of Adelita, a demi War God known as Gargador, seeking to destroy the very bracelet Kyle had. With the help of another Nexus, aptly titled Hood Nexus, and an alien mage from a prison planet, Brenda, Kyle overcame the odds and bested Gargador twice in battle, though not without some growing pains along the way. He even came to forge a weapon using the energy of the Nexus, a lance.
He and Brenda grew romantically close to one another, though that took a break as all of creation was in grave danger. Kyle and Hood Nexus raced to stop a menace using the negative energy of the Nexus accumulated since the Sentient beings of the Nexus formed their little tribunal. After being defeated and left for dead, and after watching Earth's strongest forces fall against him, Kyle mustered up all of his strength and tapped into another wave of the Nexus energy, overcoming Black Nexus and saving the Earth.
For six months after that, Kyle trained alongside Earth's strongest heroes, hoping to avoid any crisis that they faced right when it started. When he came out of it, he found that he was up to a much higher speed. However, on one such mission, he found that the best way to train was to directly go up against a foe that harnessed an energy source capable of shattering planets through sheer thought.
Of course, this wasn't exactly by choice. Weighing his options, Kyle would probably have much rather hung out at home and played lacrosse. But then he wouldn't have this to brag about.
The battle in Blue Nexus: Solar Survivors takes place a mere two months following the victory over Black Nexus, where Kyle has not fully mastered all of his new abilities and isn't quite up to the strength level he would be when going up against Thunder and Lightning Tiger. It does feature, though, a slew of new characters, and even a brand new set of planets.
Prominently, our heroes will meet Konda, an elder from the distant planet of Taranoi. He and his fellow elders, Nae and Aen, are on the hunt for mystical items known as the Renga shards. They are scattered about the galaxy and are a fearsome force, one that brings fear with simply the name. So why do Konda and the elder women want them? Is it because, perhaps...someone else wants them?
Besides that, the story is shrouded in secrecy. How might the force of these planets stack up against the might of the Orionian military Kyle and Hood Nexus were forced to surrender against? Are they strong enough to combat the Zanderia as Black Nexus did? And can Konda and the elder women be trusted? On the quest for power, corruption is everywhere.
Here's a sneak peak into the events of the story, with the first half coming next week!
Prominently, our heroes will meet Konda, an elder from the distant planet of Taranoi. He and his fellow elders, Nae and Aen, are on the hunt for mystical items known as the Renga shards. They are scattered about the galaxy and are a fearsome force, one that brings fear with simply the name. So why do Konda and the elder women want them? Is it because, perhaps...someone else wants them?
Besides that, the story is shrouded in secrecy. How might the force of these planets stack up against the might of the Orionian military Kyle and Hood Nexus were forced to surrender against? Are they strong enough to combat the Zanderia as Black Nexus did? And can Konda and the elder women be trusted? On the quest for power, corruption is everywhere.
Here's a sneak peak into the events of the story, with the first half coming next week!
Konda
stepped around the long table, where Aen and Nea sat on opposite sides of each
other. The Close Sun shone into Konda’s eyes while the Distant Sun appeared
merely as a shiny marble behind it. Konda raised his hand to cover it, then looked
back to the two elders. They were motionless, their hands flat on the table.
They were watching just what Konda was watching before.
The young,
very young actually, warrior from Earth known as Kyle Raiden combated a being
born of the negative energy from the Nexus. He fought in a ruthless battle.
Konda was all too aware of the dormant power he was scraping at every time he
got up. His ally, dressed in more civilian Earth clothing, also put up a good
fight. Konda couldn’t help but feel uneasy watching him, something about his
power…
This was
cut off of, though, when he looked at the other image. Shindari, a mage once
held prisoner under Prince Mozhi of the Kingdom Planets, held her own against a
demi War God, Gargador. Born of Cata, of course. She only wanted the best of the
best—or, better put, the brutish of the brutes.
Nea
chuckled, forcing Konda to turn around. The two rarely expressed an emotion,
and most of the time it was annoyance at something Konda said.
“The girl
has incredible potential as a mage,” Nea remarked. “Much like my students.
Perhaps I should take her in.”
Aen shook
her head. “Your girls would crush this one’s. Her magical abilities are
pathetic, she’s a warrior not a mage.”
“I know a
pair that might have once blurred that line,” Konda said, folding his arms
behind his back.
The elders
glared his way. Their eyes were black, their hair fallen around their
shoulders. Konda was also looking more aged—three hundred and seventy-two years
did that to anyone—but knew he was better equipped to fight than the others,
who were once legendary mages on and off the battlefield. Perhaps they were
jealous of the beauty Shindari still had.
“Even so,”
Konda said as they looked back to their floating screens, “are her combat
abilities enough? That’s the only reason we’re watching her. I could care less
if she were to join your ranks, Nea, I just care if she’s powerful enough.”
“For the
Renga? They would obliterate her spirit in an instant.”
“Then what
of the Nexus?”
“Which one?”
asked Aen.
“The one
who can go into his second stage,” Konda replied, nodding to the screen. He
held back a great black ball of negative energy, his own energy surging out of
him like a waterfall. “Kyle Raiden?”
“In his
second stage—what do they call it, Wave Two?—perhaps. But as he is now it would
just be a simple brawl. I will admit, he is strong, far stronger than those who
preceded him.”
“As I said,
what matters is their current power,” Konda said. “It seems to be enough, for
them at least. We can work on them, if need be, when they get here.”
“Who said
they have our approval?” asked Aen.
Konda approached
the window. The field around the building stretched far, the closest town was
leagues upon leagues away from where they were. Taranoi wasn’t inhabited by many
but it did once hold one of the Renga shards. Bandits and power-hungry mongrels
came from all over searching for it, and those they left behind once they deserted
the planet in search of more have stayed ever since. A perfect location for a
hideout, Konda figured.
The clouds
moved quickly overhead. The blue grass swirled in a powerful gust of wind.
Konda kept his gaze away from the Close Sun.
“Since He
came and ravaged our systems, leaving us the damned shards, we haven’t had much
of a choice in who we choose as our champions,” Konda said. “And given that one
of his creations now looks for the shards, perhaps making him almost equal in
strength, we need a champion that will be strong enough to hold him off until
we can initiate our plan.”
“Why not
use deception, as we have all along?” asked Nea.
“We’re too
hold to get our hands dirty directly,” Konda said. He gestured toward the screens.
“Those two? A mage and a Nexus are just what we need on our side. We may not
have the numbers, but our superior intellect and their youthful prowess will
prove more than enough.”
He turned
fully toward the elders, who with a flick of their wrists had the screens fizz
away. Konda nodded.
“I’ll
assume, then, that I have your approval?” asked Konda.
The two
elders nodded. They held their hands up, muttering the start of an incantation.
“Good. This
is a little exciting, as we’ve never been to Earth before. Should be great fun,”
Konda said as he felt his body leave their plane of existence, travelling
through spirals of magic as they shot through the cosmos, through time and
space.
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