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(Author Notes: I swear to fucking god I did not cheat and fudge the rolls, I legitimately rolled for all of these 😭)
I opened my eyes, I than realized I don't have eyes, I then realized I can't see any more than I can see out of my elbow.
I then started to panic, or at least I tried to, it was...
Hey everyone,
Long time listener reader, first time caller writer. I recently found @Radiant Knight's Star Trek/Gacha fic, and I caught the bug.
The basic premise is... A Worm fan gets isekai'd. In the process he losses just about every last bit of personal knowledge he once had. All he was...
The first feeling I had after I died was.... relief. That I could still feel anything at all. That the end was not eternal nothingness, something, anything else. I could still think, ponder, imagine, and exist.
At first there wasn't much in the way of sensory input, just a faint sense of warmth...
shit shit shit.
'why did i have to jump in like a shonen protag instead of hiding in the bushes like a sane person?!' i knew why, hell i was currently carrying it in my arms as i hauled ass through the dense brush.
four blue small glowing eyes peered up at me through a small opening in its...
It was a beautiful day, birds were singing, flowers were blooming, and Low-Ranks were getting beaten up in Wellston. The socio-political situation in the private highschool could only be described as the laws of the Jungle, with the Apex predators being the Royals, the Carnivores being the High...