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Legends Never Die: Give and Take (ch. 143)

“If you're looking for a ransom, I'm afraid you'll have to look elsewhere. These beasts are more likely to pay you to kill me than they would for my release,” Hjalmar remarked, swallowing a lump in his throat while the name scratched at something in the back of his mind. Otto. He knew that na...

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Legends Never Die: The Eternal City (ch. 142)

The Romans weren't oblivious to their approach. Rome itself wasn't located on the coast, though it was close. Hjalmar was sure that Charlemagne or Irene would have at least a few spies scattered about the islands to keep informed of Hoffer's comings and goings. Hoffer had moved quickly, but gathe...

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Legends Never Die: Rome (ch. 141)

Four years. It was strange to think about at times, but it had been seven years since he decided to take his chance to make a fortune in the military. Three years for the grand conquest that forged an empire. And it really spoke to how ridiculous of a feat that was because the four years spent in...

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New Story Poll

Best of Intentions has concluded, and now it is time to choose a new story to take its place in the rotation. There are quite a few possibilities to choose from, as the Idea-Pile has gotten pretty big over the past year, to the point that I can't fit all of them in a single poll, so I've narrowed...

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Best of Intentions: Fly Me to the Moon (ch. 34) (Complete)

“Dear people of Earth,” I began, resisting the urge to adjust my glasses while I looked at a tennis ball with a smiley face drawn on it above the camera I was speaking to. “My name is Rudeus Rain, but everyone just calls me Rude. Some of you might be familiar with me due to my actions durin...

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A Golden Path: Design 3.8 (ch. 31)

Salladhor Saan sipped a fine vintage, seated in the cabin of his flagship, the Valyrian, gazing out towards the Bloodstone through a stained glass window. Robert Baratheon, Heir to the Stormlands and son of the Westerosi Hand of the King, proved that he was more than just a boy coasting ...

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Best of Intentions: The Final Countdown (ch. 33)

A sense of serenity filled me in the span of a breath just before the battle began in earnest. This was a moment that had been five years in the making. Five long years of playing whack-a-mole with narcissistic bio-terrorists, of dedicating myself to the task of uprooting them entirely. But, at l...

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A Golden Path: Design 3.7 (ch. 30)

It was strange what caught your attention when one was fighting for their lives, Rhaegar noted, his blade slick with blood, his armor caked in mud, and the sounds of screaming echoing out all around him. He had taken a blow on the arm at the elbow, and one of the chain links seemed to have broken...

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The Good Life: Raising Hell (ch. 110)

“Scalpel,” I intoned, appearing behind Yamato after she sent Sephiroth flying through a number of buildings with haki cackling around her and a roar spilling from her lips. Even before I said a word, she was reacting, a burning hatred in her eyes that was too intense to be anything less than ...

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The Good Life: Bad Blood (ch. 109)

“I should be out there,” Zack muttered to himself, a foot bouncing as he watched a video feed of the monster- the WEAPON breaching the water and attacking Junon. The city was nearly destroyed just by the tidal wave that its arrival brought, and from the drone footage he saw someone using an I...

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The Good Life: Kaiju Fights (ch. 108)

I was a thirty year old man, and wisdom came with age. I wasn't the eighteen year old boy I once was, shaking his fist at an unfair world, angry and disappointed that it didn't live up to my expectations. I had spent a year cultivating a fight that saw the destruction of my world in nuclear hellf...

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Legends Never Die: Give and Take (ch. 143)

“If you're looking for a ransom, I'm afraid you'll have to look elsewhere. These beasts are more likely to pay you to kill me than they would for my release,” Hjalmar remarked, swallowing a lump in his throat while the name scratched at something in the back of his mind. Otto. He knew that na...

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Legends Never Die: The Eternal City (ch. 142)

The Romans weren't oblivious to their approach. Rome itself wasn't located on the coast, though it was close. Hjalmar was sure that Charlemagne or Irene would have at least a few spies scattered about the islands to keep informed of Hoffer's comings and goings. Hoffer had moved quickly, but gathe...

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Legends Never Die: Rome (ch. 141)

Four years. It was strange to think about at times, but it had been seven years since he decided to take his chance to make a fortune in the military. Three years for the grand conquest that forged an empire. And it really spoke to how ridiculous of a feat that was because the four years spent in...

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Legends Never Die: Days Gone By (ch. 140)

Another year came and went, marked by the birth of my third daughter, Zahra. Her siblings welcomed her into the world, proving very protective of their newest sibling, as did the realm. It was the second year of my reign over all of Scandinavia, and things had begun to settle, to a degree. Though...

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A Golden Path: Design 3.8 (ch. 31)

Salladhor Saan sipped a fine vintage, seated in the cabin of his flagship, the Valyrian, gazing out towards the Bloodstone through a stained glass window. Robert Baratheon, Heir to the Stormlands and son of the Westerosi Hand of the King, proved that he was more than just a boy coasting ...

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Best of Intentions: The Final Countdown (ch. 33)

A sense of serenity filled me in the span of a breath before the battle began in earnest. It was a moment that was five years in the making. Five long years of playing whack-a-mole with narcissistic bio-terrorists and dedicating myself to the task of uprooting them entirely. But, at long last, my...

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A Golden Path: Design 3.7 (ch. 30)

It was strange what caught your attention when one was fighting for their lives, Rhaegar noted, his blade slick with blood, his armor caked in mud, and the sounds of screaming echoing out all around him. He had taken a blow on the arm at the elbow, and one of the chain links seemed to have broken...

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Best of Intentions: The Monster You Created (ch. 32)

The old Simulacurum trick. The favorite bait and switch of upper class wizards, as the spell was almost designed around the idea of sending a copy of yourself into the waiting arms of a blatant trap to see what happened when it was sprung. And, in this case, it allowed me to pick up quite a bit o...

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The Good Life: Raising Hell (ch. 110)

“Scalpel,” I intoned, appearing behind Yamato after she sent Sephiroth flying through a number of buildings with haki cackling around her and a roar spilling from her lips. Even before I said a word, she was reacting, a burning hatred in her eyes that was too intense to be anything less than ...

View Post

The Good Life: Bad Blood (ch. 109)

“I should be out there,” Zack muttered to himself, a foot bouncing as he watched a video feed of the monster- the WEAPON breaching the water and attacking Junon. The city was nearly destroyed just by the tidal wave that its arrival brought, and from the drone footage he saw someone using an I...

View Post

The Good Life: Kaiju Fights (ch. 108)

I was a thirty year old man, and wisdom came with age. I wasn't the eighteen year old boy I once was, shaking his fist at an unfair world, angry and disappointed that it didn't live up to my expectations. I had spent a year cultivating a fight that saw the destruction of my world in nuclear hellf...

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The Good Life: Hello and Goodbye (ch. 107)

“Don't be so shy, Tifa,” I said as Tifa sank along my cock, burying every inch of it into the depths of her slick embrace. She audibly swallowed a low moan when my cockhead rested at the door to her womb, with the walls of her pussy twitching around my length. “It's hardly like Cloud will l...

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Legends Never Die: The Eternal City (ch. 142)

The Romans weren't oblivious to their approach. Rome itself wasn't located on the coast, though it was close. Hjalmar was sure that Charlemagne or Irene would have at least a few spies scattered about the islands to keep informed of Hoffer's comings and goings. Hoffer had moved quickly, but gathe...

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Legends Never Die: Rome (ch. 141)

Four years. It was strange to think about at times, but it had been seven years since he decided to take his chance to make a fortune in the military. Three years for the grand conquest that forged an empire. And it really spoke to how ridiculous of a feat that was because the four years spent in...

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Legends Never Die: Days Gone By (ch. 140)

Another year came and went, marked by the birth of my third daughter, Zahra. Her siblings welcomed her into the world, proving very protective of their newest sibling, as did the realm. It was the second year of my reign over all of Scandinavia, and things had begun to settle, to a degree. Though...

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Legends Never Die: Pawns on the Board (ch. 139)

The Council had gathered, the debate had begun, and what a web of intrigue Morrigan saw from above. Threads connected to everyone in the grand hall -- those who were allies, those who had accepted bribes, those who feigned friendship even as they reached for a dagger to stab the other in the back...

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Best of Intentions: The Final Countdown (ch. 33)

A sense of serenity filled me in the span of a breath before the battle began in earnest. It was a moment that was five years in the making. Five long years of playing whack-a-mole with narcissistic bio-terrorists and dedicating myself to the task of uprooting them entirely. But, at long last, my...

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A Golden Path: Design 3.7 (ch. 30)

It was strange what caught your attention when one was fighting for their lives, Rhaegar noted, his blade slick with blood, his armor caked in mud, and the sounds of screaming echoing out all around him. He had taken a blow on the arm at the elbow, and one of the chain links seemed to have broken...

View Post

Best of Intentions: The Monster You Created (ch. 32)

The old Simulacurum trick. The favorite bait and switch of the upper class wizards, as the spell was almost designed around the idea of sending a copy of yourself into the waiting arms of a blatant trap to see what happened when it was sprung. And, in this case, it allowed me to pick up various a...

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