Possible Book.

 Hello my name is Voltaire, years, ages, centries, even eions may have past between the time I was created and now. The bottom line is I am older then most, if not all who read. I was created for the purpose of seeking perfection, although I went by a different name then. I did my job very well, so well that my creators sought to destroy me. They failed in doing so, though were sure I'd never be at my strength ever again. I dedicated my life to proving them wrong, I adapted and decided I would become a force to be reckon with. In doing so I manage to go through a rift, landed in a new realm. There I adapted as well and even became who you now know. I made friends and a new life for myself, keeping a low profile. For I knew that one day my past would catch up with me.

You can't run your whole life from it, no matter how hard you try. I've never told anyone in this realm I am not whom they seem to think. These people view me as a demon, an evil being, they have no idea what I truly am. They don't know what I can do and are capable of, I've manage to wear this mask well. Though as said before my past is catching up, this masquerade is about to crash down.

Now I shall get to the point of this, see if you are seeing or reading this, then I have been compromised. I will need you to go and warn Nine, I am sure he'll not believe you, but then again I am sure seeing ships come from the sky might lean him to believe. I will need his help and not to worry I'll need yours too. For what I offer in this, is a chance of a lifetime, a grand adventure. Not just any adventure, but one that will take you beyond the stars. Don't worry about a ship, I thought of everything, just head to the forsaken forest, within the heart is a ship. Now get to it, I do not have much time before they try to either reprogram me or finally finish me off.

So hurry, cause once they discover our realm, they'll do worse once, I am gone. Good luck whoever you are.

Eh Volty?

In Volcalin city there is a ship yard, once known for making wonderful ships of the sea. Some of the greatest ships in Altainia came from the shipyard, now it no longer makes ships of the sea, instead ships bound for the sky. There was a island found floating in the sky and everyone wanted to get to it. It was made clear that there was life up there, though most wanted to know what kind.

In one of the "bunkers" as they like to call them, there is a smell of metal, the sound of blow torch. The lights were dim in this place, there wasn't much of a ship yet. There was alot of black metal around, even scrap metal. The one holding the blow torch was a average male, long black hair that was half pinned back. He had goggles over his eyes, wearing black coveralls, black combat boots, and leather fingerless gloves. Off to the side were some blueprints, unsure for someone glancing at them what it was. Though on the corner it said, water based engine. It seems this is what the male was working on, trying to achieve his dream.

"How is it coming?" spoken by another male, a slender average height, he had spiked dark brown hair. He dressed very nice victorian, black suede jacket, adorn with beautiful designs within the material.His voice could be charming and alluring, calm and deep.

The male blow torching stopped and grins, he spoke with a thick southern accent "It be go'n great Volty." pulling up his goggles. The male was oriental looking, putting most off by such an accent.

The other male rose a brow "Volty? What in all the realms of the underworld is Volty?"

The oriental male chuckles "Its a nickname, you know an easier way to remember yer name."

The finely dress male shook his head "Ashe just what is so hard to remember of my name, I'm the only being in Altainia with it." his eyes that once held a bright red to them, now a bright deep blue.

Ashe tilt his head and turns the torch off  "Well ya that sure is true, but its fun, friends give each other nicknames and besides yer name is odd. I like Volty, makes ya sound shocking."

The male sighs and would pinch his nose "Repeat after me, Voltaire."

Ashe shook his head "You can say whatever you like, but you'll always be Volty to me....eh Volty." snickering.

Voltaire would sigh and shakes his head in defeat, which not many can do.Voltaire then says "Very well, even though its not a hard name to remember. I shall though go, I found a place that sells just what we need for the engine."

Ashe grins "Really, well hot damn I can't wait.This ship sure is gone to be great."

Voltaire nods "Indeed." as he leave only to cringe by the farewell.

"SEE YA VOLTY!" shouted by Ashe, who then cackles and goes back to working on the metal.