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This is, in fact, a story written by me without commissioner prompting. That means I am allowed to meander towards and poke around with whatever random thing I want to. That means lots of worldbuilding, story, and the espionage/action blend I'm addicted to.
Broad warning here, and never again...
The wind didn't just howl through the broken spires of the Citadel; it screamed, tearing at the tattered banners. The air was thick with the scent of ash and hot metal, and the distant, metallic clang of mourning horns was swallowed by the ever-present beat of war drums. The sky above Sahirra...
Walking out of the bustling downtown area of Chicago, I stood on the precipice of adulthood, a mix of exciting emotions boiling in my gut or maybe that was my lunch, but either way, I had done it. Fresh out of college at the age of 20, which kind you is not normal. I spent more late nights...
Silence. That was the worst part of it. Alone in a sea of stained sand she sat, clutching a symbol of Yara, the newly acknowledged God of Life. With her eyes closed tight as she murmured a prayer for those she was too late to save.
"Bringer of Life, Daughter of the Blackened Heart, take care...
The hard buzzing of a digital alarm clock slammed through the silent city morning like a hammer through glass. A sharp intake of breath brought the slumbering Goblin back to life, her eyes cracking open to the unpleasant glare of the morning Soeul piercing through the shutters. Through mumbled...
"Hurry up, this place is untouched for a reason." She frowned.
The woman sent a scowled glance at the ruins that surrounded them. She was tall and burly, yet had clear signs of malnourishment. Her umber cheeks were ever so slightly gaunt and her limbs were far thinner than they should be. On...
Sitting in my car I starred down at my hands in doubt, the thought of what I was about to do sending trails of doubt and guilt to well up inside of my chest. I couldn't actually be doing this right? Sure, Vikare destroyed my plan of becoming the worlds first superhero but this is a bit much...
Erik was just an ordinary teenager until one faithful camping trip. He was thrusted into a world full of monsters with powers that could only come from comic books. Armed with the power derived from one of his favorited gaming genre, could he stop the hidden mastermind behind this game of life...