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Gacha God: A Hero, I am Not (ch. 3)

“So. Many. Fucking. Stairs,” I muttered, sweat starting to build up on my brow, my Air Treks slung over my shoulder because I’d rather chew my feet off at the ankle than walk up what felt like a stairway up to hell with a million steps in them. If anyone had to actually use these to escape ...

From the Ashes: Sear (ch. 13)

There was a change in the alienage after the fire. Soris likened it to it being the final straw -- First, the purge on the alienage, then the lockdown, and now, after we had built a new orphanage, the Arls' own son came and burned the building down and tried to burn half a hundred orphans alive w...

From the Ashes: Broil (ch. 12)

The Fade was a dangerous place. It was as alien to the denizens of Thedas as Thedas was to the inhabitants of the Fade. Spirits and Demons alike. Unlike the people of the world, demons longed to enter the mortal realm because, despite the presence of magic in the world, the Fade was more connecte...

From the Ashes: Simmering Heat (ch. 11)

Murder got a lot easier with practice. Both in the sense of the actual act of murder and the toll it took on your mental state. While the difference between one murder and a hundred was about a hundred murders, after the first five or six, the guilt stopped hitting as hard. As for the act itself?...

From the Ashes: Scorched Foundations (ch. 10)

“Cheese?” The rat before me squeaked, looking up at the morsel of cheese in the palm of my hand. “I love cheese!” The rat declared, the sentiment echoed out in a series of squeaks from all the other rats that I had managed to lure out at the docks. The drydock, at this point of the year, ...

Legends Never Die: The Will of the Gods (ch. 16)

“I don’t think there’s a business more profitable than war,” I muttered to myself as the boats were being loaded up with cargo near Hedeby. It was a city that was even larger than Alabu. I thought that we would… stop by the city, but Jarl Horrik sent the army home to enjoy their prizes....

Legends Never Die: Cologne (ch. 15)

The bell was a surprisingly pleasant sound, I thought as I led the few hundred warriors up the main road, sprinting as fast as we could. The dirt was well packed from so many people walking on it, so it almost acted as stone underfoot. The houses that flanked the road were made of wood with thatc...

Legends Never Die: Celebrations (ch. 14)

We lost three hundred men in total, counting those that were too injured to keep fighting. It was a great victory by any stretch of the imagination, but we only had a thousand men so we felt the loss of those three hundred very keenly. Still, it was an obvious win and it was celebrated as such. T...

Legends Never Die: Making Way (ch. 13)

The Franks roared at me as I neared, their spears braced, their shields up, and their formation ready to rebuff us. With the army charging down the hill, the screams from thousands of men filling the air until it seemed to shake with the force of it, I struck the first blow by slicing the head of...

Gacha God: The Gacha God (ch.1)

"It's the Man! Cheese it!" I shouted, throwing myself over a table, sending a half-eaten cheese pizza and a very flat root beer over the edge as I scrambled out of the booth. The rather rundown pizza parlor thumped with powerful music, filling the air with the latest pop hits and the sounds of do...

Gacha God: Moment to Breathe (ch. 5)

"I want him found. Now," Nick Fury stated, his tone harsh and matter of fact as he stood at the bridge of the Helicarrier. Stark's hologram projectors had been repurposed, letting him stand on the bridge and examine a dozen different information feeds at once. It was convenient. Less turning, for...

Gacha God: Cheating to Victory (ch. 4)

Given that I was going to be seen on the news, and I had some extra time between the murders of past me, I had gotten a change of clothes. Not particularly because I wanted to look nice for the cameras -- I honestly don't think I could have cared less even if I actively tried -- but to avoid bein...

Gacha God: A Hero, I Am Not (ch. 3)

“So. Many. Fucking. Stairs,” I muttered, sweat starting to build up on my brow, my Air Treks slung over my shoulder because I’d rather chew my feet off at the ankle than walk up what felt like a stairway up to hell with a million steps in them. If anyone had to actually use these to escape ...

Gacha God: The Inherit Dangers of Time Travel (ch. 2)

I had wondered what was up with that picture, I thought as I sprinted through the halls that were filled with panicking students and teachers struggling to keep a handle on the chaos. They were completely torn on what to do and which drill was applicable. Wasn't like there was an alien invasion d...

From the Ashes: Broil (ch. 12)

The Fade was a dangerous place. It was as alien to the denizens of Thedas as Thedas was to the inhabitants of the Fade. Spirits and Demons alike. Unlike the people of the world, demons longed to enter the mortal realm because, despite the presence of magic in the world, the Fade was more connecte...

From the Ashes: Simmering Heat (ch. 11)

Murder got a lot easier with practice. Both in the sense of the actual act of murder and the toll it took on your mental state. While the difference between one murder and a hundred was about a hundred murders, after the first five or six, the guilt stopped hitting as hard. As for the act itself?...

From the Ashes: Scorched Foundations (ch. 10)

“Cheese?” The rat before me squeaked, looking up at the morsel of cheese in the palm of my hand. “I love cheese!” The rat declared, the sentiment echoed out in a series of squeaks from all the other rats that I had managed to lure out at the docks. The drydock, at this point of the year, ...

From the Ashes: Roaring Flame (ch. 9)

It took me a long time to reach Denerim. The journey itself would take a month in the snow, but I spent another month out in the wilds. The decision was an easy one. A challenge to myself to winter out in the elements to see if I would survive. And survive I did.

My body was weighed down wi...

Legends Never Die: Cologne (ch. 15)

The bell was a surprisingly pleasant sound, I thought as I led the few hundred warriors up the main road, sprinting as fast as we could. The dirt was well packed from so many people walking on it, so it almost acted as stone underfoot. The houses that flanked the road were made of wood with thatc...

Legends Never Die: Celebration (ch. 14)

We lost three hundred men in total, counting those that were too injured to keep fighting. It was a great victory by any stretch of the imagination, but we only had a thousand men so we felt the loss of those three hundred very keenly. Still, it was an obvious win and it was celebrated as such. T...

Legends Never Die: Making Way (ch. 13)

The Franks roared at me as I neared, their spears braced, their shields up, and their formation ready to rebuff us. With the army charging down the hill, the screams from thousands of men filling the air until it seemed to shake with the force of it, I struck the first blow by slicing the head of...

Legends Never Die: Introductions (ch. 12)

For my entire life, I had only ever known the farm. That small village of Ivarstead that had less than thirty people, my immediate family. I had no grandparents to speak of. They had performed Ättestupa in their old age since they were unable to die in battle and to lessen the burden on their fa...

Risk It All: Split (ch. 46)

"The information has already been released to a point that we can no longer hope to contain it," Batman informed me as I stumbled out of my bedroom, bleary-eyed and mentally exhausted. It was a long night, comforting Mom and talking. Mom wanted him buried with her family, but proper funerals were...

Gone Native: Resurgence (ch. 57)

"He's acting weird. He's plotting something," Elery griped, her hands clenching into fists as she lightly banged them on the admittedly sturdy dinner table. She guessed that it had to be when dealing with a Kryptonian. Even still, Elery noticed that the metallic surface was looking more than a li...

Gone Native: Circling (ch. 56)

"I'm really getting tired of hearing that," I returned to Poison Ivy, my eyes narrowed into slits. Saibamen. They surrounded us on all sides, twisted grins on their faces while their claws flexed and clenched as if they were imagining tearing us limb from limb. It had been some time since I last ...

Gone Native: Way Forward (ch. 55)

“I will give you this, Pamela Isley -- you’re brave,” I muttered with a snarl etched into my face. Every muscle was taut as I stared at the hologram projector that gave me the alert. The planet was on the very edge of my empire, nearly on the exact opposite end away from Earth. Due to that,...

Gone Native: Small Moments (ch. 54)

“Brainwashing seems like a jump,” Raven remarked as we stood in my throne room, surrounded on all sides by holograms that fed me information about my empire. As well as a number of projects that I had -- such as the Warworlds and the shield wall around my empire, to name a few. The one that I...

From the Ashes: Sweltering Heat (ch. 11)

Murder got a lot easier with practice. Both in the sense of the actual act of murder and the toll it took on your mental state. While the difference between one murder and a hundred was about a hundred murders, after the first five or six, the guilt stopped hitting as hard. As for the act itself?...

From the Ashes: Scorched Foundations (ch. 10)

“Cheese?” The rat before me squeaked, looking up at the morsel of cheese in the palm of my hand. “I love cheese!” The rat declared, the sentiment echoed out in a series of squeaks from all the other rats that I had managed to lure out at the docks. The drydock, at this point of the year, ...

From the Ashes: Roaring Flame (ch. 9)

It took me a long time to reach Denerim. The journey itself would take a month in the snow, but I spent another month out in the wilds. The decision was an easy one. A challenge to myself to winter out in the elements to see if I would survive. And survive I did.

My body was weighed down wi...