The summer sun warmed my porcelain shell as I walked down Weath's main street. Children no longer ran from my mere presence. They waved, often calling out "No Eyes!" with cheerful voices. Even Derek's shy younger sister, Pippa, had taken to following me around the m...
2025-03-21 09:07:30 +0000 UTC View PostThe morning sun painted long shadows across Weath's main road as Mallie and I made our way into the village. My combat frame creaked with each step, the damage from our battle evident in several torn plates and bent joints. Mallie walked beside me, her quiver now...
2025-03-20 23:44:06 +0000 UTC View PostThe Snapper Dragon's muscles bunched, and then it exploded toward me with frightening speed. Its maw gaped wide, revealing rows of yellowed teeth designed to crush bone. The creature moved like liquid death, covering the distance between us in heartbeats.
A...
2025-03-20 01:52:39 +0000 UTC View PostI walked through Weath's dusty main street, my metal feet leaving deep imprints in the packed earth. The villagers paused in their daily tasks as I passed. Some flinched at my combat form which was so different from the porcelain figure they'd grown used to seei...
2025-03-18 16:33:05 +0000 UTC View PostWithin the warmth of Clarik's smithy, I worked. Laid out before me were my four weapons: One longsword, one curved short sword, a spear, and a mace. I had had them since the break-out at Qordos and each had served me well. But these weapons were made in haste, u...
2025-03-17 18:18:00 +0000 UTC View PostSoon, our union of kingdoms will march forth to conquer the Primordials or die trying. It will be the largest alliance of human races that has ever been attempted, all for the sole pursuit of ridding our world of this threat. Yet we were not the first men to attempt such a grand f...
2025-03-16 20:20:29 +0000 UTC View PostThe morning sun warmed my porcelain plates as I led Marshes and his team along the eastern forest's edge. My mechanical legs moved smoothly across the uneven ground, each step calculated and precise. The adventurers followed behind, their leather boots crunc...
2025-03-15 19:25:06 +0000 UTC View PostI held perfectly still as the unknown adventurers spread out around me. The Archer on the roof nocked an arrow while the others advanced with practiced coordination. Their weapons gleamed in the morning light, well-maintained steel that could easily shr...
2025-03-14 09:08:32 +0000 UTC View PostI followed Mallie through Weath's dirt paths, my new boots leaving clean impressions in the morning mud. The fitted clothes and porcelain frame drew stares from everyone we passed. Different stares than those I had gotten before; these were less fearful, more curious. 2025-03-13 02:47:49 +0000 UTC View Post
The rhythmic ping of hammer on metal filled Clarik's smithy as he and I worked on our separate projects. I was shaping the steel skeleton for my new form while he hammered out various items for the farmers of Weath. After a few hours work, I'd pause to create ...
2025-03-10 20:28:12 +0000 UTC View PostThe rhythmic clanging of Blacksmith Clarik's hammer filled the smithy as I worked, carefully assembling the inner framework of my new form. Wood shavings and bits of porcelain littered the workbench where I'd laid out my materials.
"Still can't believe yo...
2025-03-10 09:24:24 +0000 UTC View PostI combed through the spot where Vom had been, discovering just crushed vegetation and displaced foliage. The diminutive goblin had slipped away under cover of darkness, with only subtle impressions in the soil leading into the dense thicket as evidence he'd been there. P...
2025-03-08 05:26:17 +0000 UTC View PostMy mechanical legs propelled us through the darkness, servos whirring as I pushed them to their limits. Tree branches whipped past, barely missing my armored frame. Vom clung tightly to my chest plate, his thin fingers wrapped around the metal ridges.
"Please slow...
2025-03-05 18:16:22 +0000 UTC View PostMy mechanical feet barely disturbed the underbrush as I moved through the darkened forest. The Mind Sight painted everything in varying shades of clarity; not color exactly, but pure understanding of depth and form. Trees stood like stark sentinels, their branches reach...
2025-03-04 00:05:47 +0000 UTC View PostI listened to Mallie's report with growing unease, my mechanical hands stilling on the half-assembled contraption before me. Another family was dead. More accusations pointed my way.
"They're wrong about you," Mallie said, sitting cross-legged on a fallen ...
2025-02-28 19:58:08 +0000 UTC View PostThe morning dew clung to my mechanical legs as I stood with the gathered villagers and refugees. Harke adjusted the straps of his pack one final time, his hands trembling slightly. The sight made my chest ache with an emotion I couldn't quite name.
All around us,...
2025-02-26 00:52:25 +0000 UTC View PostI stood at the edge of the village, watching farmers lead their new temporary workers toward the fields. The mechanical joints of my four arms clicked as I shifted, the morning sun glinting off my armored frame. Two days of peace had settled the initial fear of my presenc...
2025-02-26 00:48:40 +0000 UTC View PostThe Blue Water River's mouth stretched before us, its waters catching the last rays of sunlight. Our group moved with practiced efficiency now, setting up camp and posting watches. The children no longer needed help pitching tents.
I stood sentinel through the nigh...
2025-02-26 00:45:11 +0000 UTC View PostThe gray mud gave way to more patches of grass with each mile we covered. By the second day, green had overtaken the lifeless dirt entirely. The survivors' pace quickened as nature flourished around us. Real nature, not the twisted mockery of the Hellzone.
A cool b...
2025-02-26 00:41:33 +0000 UTC View PostTwo weeks of trudging through the Hellzone had hardened our large group. The survivors no longer huddled together at every sound, no longer flinched when corrupted beasts emerged from the wastes. They'd learned to fight back.
I watched Mallie demonstrate proper ...
2025-02-26 00:38:51 +0000 UTC View PostNot a single soul born upon the surface of our world remains ignorant as to what the Primordials are. They are the enemy of all Mankind, yes. But that is just one facet of what these mighty beings are.
The Primordials are entities of great power. They were born from the ...
2025-02-26 00:37:04 +0000 UTC View PostI stood beside Harke as he counted the survivors gathered near the entrance of Qordos. His quill scratched against parchment, marking names and numbers.
"Eighty-seven survivors," Harke said, lowering his book. "Most of the casualties were from the adult p-pens."
... 2025-02-26 00:36:02 +0000 UTC View PostThe pale light of dawn slowly crept over the mountain peaks, painting the slave camp in shades of dark gray. From my shed, I could hear the camp stirring; the early shift of guards were making their rounds, slaves being roused for another day of misery. But today would ...
2025-02-26 00:32:49 +0000 UTC View PostI fitted another metal plate into place, the edges aligned tightly and with no gaps thanks to Assembly. The new chest cavity housed delicate machinery, a framework of gears and pulleys that would give me greater mobility than before. Each piece clicked together with pe...
2025-02-26 00:29:29 +0000 UTC View PostThe days crawled slowly while I was stuck in my wooden prison. Between visits from Harke and Mallie, I traced patterns in the walls with my makeshift fingers, counting splinters and mapping every crack in the aged boards.
Their visits brought life to my solitary e...
2025-02-26 00:26:50 +0000 UTC View Post"Escaping won't be simple," Harke said, his fingers drumming against his notebook. "The camp has around sixty sla-slavers patrolling at all times."
Numbers. Mean nothing, I projected. Already killed. Many warriors.
"And nearly got d-d...
2025-02-26 00:24:08 +0000 UTC View PostHarke shifted uncomfortably, his fingers twisting the hem of his robe. "I hope you don't mind me asking, but... are you male or female? I c-can't quite tell."
I paused, considering the question. Don't know, I projected carefully.
The slavers dragged what remained of my broken form across the camp, tossing me into what appeared to be an old storage shed. Thick wooden walls rose around me, the only light filtering through barred windows near the ceiling. They left me there on the s...
2025-02-25 21:42:41 +0000 UTC View PostTwo days dragged by in this iron prison. My mechanical fingers traced each bar, testing their strength and composition. The metal was thick, sturdy, built to contain creatures far stronger than my current form. Assembly could reshape these bonds, but t...
2025-02-25 21:40:40 +0000 UTC View PostThe sun dipped behind the mountains, casting long shadows across the camp. A hush quickly fell over the pens as a tall sapien strutted through the grounds, flanked by several armed guards. His battle-scarred face and muscled frame spoke of violence, and ...
2025-02-25 21:39:29 +0000 UTC View Post