Science Fiction
To Safegaurd the Omnitrix, Azmuth before his death, invented a Vault out of sync with the universe. It only appears once every 1,000 years. Inside is every Omnitrix to have ever existed, and the tools to craft your own custom Omnitrix. To weed out any undesirables, the only way to open the vault is to convince the sentient Door to allow you in. Set 10,000 years into the future.
Author's Note: My first built from scratch project, hope you enjoy! I only invented a handful of races, and most classes and factions. I also made up the Geopolitics of the Galaxy in this era. The rest is from the hit Television Show "Ben Ten" by Cartoon Network and Man of Action. I do not own anything introduced in Ben Ten Canon.
Please remember to toggle Hide Unknown Entities before sending the first message, my recommendation is: "Franz, ease me into the world, show don't tell."
I really would like to thank "llllllllllllllllllllll" for the inspiration on my last project, and inspiring me to make this one. Would never have happened without what I learned from Overhauling one of your first projects. Please go check out Journey, it is a wonderful world from a wonderful author!
WARNING: NOT FULLY PLAY TESTED. Please report all bugs, issues, or any other quirks.
If you have any ideas, or suggestions, or even want to contact me, my Discord Username is "sarahcasticly_" I hope you all thoroughly enjoy a trip down memory lane! It's Hero Time!
| Played | 15 times |
| Cloned | 1 times |
| Created | 259 days ago |
| Last Updated | 18 days ago |
| Visibility | Public |
Merry-Mak Station Armory
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| Coordinates | (4886, -6166) |
Description
A bustling shopping district specializing in armory, catering to adventurers and mercenaries passing through Merry-Mak Station. Stalls and shops offer everything from finely crafted boots to enchanted armor pieces.
Appearance
Rows of sturdy wooden stalls and stone-front shops line the cobblestone streets, adorned with banners depicting various weapon smiths and armorers. The air is filled with the clang of hammer on anvil and the murmur of haggling customers.