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a/n: I hope you have a lovely day!
Trigger Warnings: Graphic, Child Death, Murder
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The sky was bright. The gentle warmth of the sun hit the grounds of Musutafu Elementary, while a young boy sat inside his classroom. At the ripe age of 5, Ren and a few of his classmates were the late...
I die before I realize I'm dying.
No drama. No slow fade. Just pain—searing, absolute—and the taste of iron on my tongue.
The car came out of nowhere. Headlights, a flash of movement, a woman's scream. Then the world shattered. My body folded wrong, bones breaking in ways they shouldn't, and I...
It pitch black dark.
There was no light. There was no warmth. It was so, so dark…
I couldn't think anymore. Had I forgotten how to think or had I been unable to since the beginning? I did not know anymore, but I remembered I once was and that was enough.
I was a fool to think death was just a...
What if a scenario based on this person were in Equestria
A human ends up in and is sent to Equestria after dying and being homeless. Octavia hires her as a caretaker for an orphan filly. Unfortunately, blueblood, being the bigot he is, hires ponies and griffin mercenaries to kill her, but...
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...
Part 1: The Scavenger's Lament
“The Gilded Cage” was a tavern that belied its name. The structure, built upon scrawled on splintered wood above a door that reeks of stale ale and desperation, feels like a particularly cruel joke. Inside, the raw laughter and slurred shouts of the half-drunk...
Oxygen screamed from the vents in a final, agonized hiss, then vanished utterly. The pod door groaned open like a rusted tomb lid, its ancient hydraulics shrieking protest. It jammed instantly, caught on thick, obscenely fattened vines that pulsed with sickly, internal light. They glistened...
Terran standard time: 11:24 sun fall, the 1st of the month Imperator pater.
The Rogue traders. Founders. Those who step first.
They have many names and even more titles, self-appointed or not, a million worlds have been found by them, a million more exploited to destitution.
Their word...
Threadmarks: The Beginning: Will we ever have time to mourn the losses?
Quote based Worldbuilding-Game
I have had this idea stuck in my head for way too long now.
~So let's build another world.~
The idea is this:
We are going to design a universe by layering in-universe quotes on top of each other, with one person writing something someone said or wrote in this...
Hey you,
Yes you, the reader!
Are you tired of your boring and miserable life?
Want to just let go and escape from it all?
Do we have the perfect game for you! It's far better than actually living! No joke!
Can't find a date?
Future, looking too bleak?
Then hop right in. All the hot men...
This ain't some fic where someone gets the Gamer power and tries to hide away from the world because reasons. No. This is a gamer fic where the Gamer understands that they are playing a game, and shows the world what it means to be a socially awkward moron with an itchy trigger finger and loose...
(Loosely using the Demigod 3.0 CYOA, mainly for Inspiration)
(Demigod 3.0 CYOA)
The Emperor of Man felt a sudden surge of despair for the future so in a strange twist of Fate he altered his plans for the Primarch Project and decided to first produce a child naturally - little did he know of...