Until You Do It Right Fantasy Action Adventure Drama
The world ended on December thirty-first of the year two thousand and twenty, precisely at the stroke of midnight. The human race began to be systematically exterminated by the spawn of the System.
We were given a chance to defeat them, to take back our place at the top of the food chain.
We failed.
The first to perish were those who bravely rebelled. The soldiers. The defenders. One by one, they fell. In their final moments, they begged for aid. Nobody replied.
The next to succumb were those who feebly cowered. The deniers. The leeches. Together, they fell. In their final moments, they cried out into the darkness. Countless voices replied in kind.
The last to decline were those who shamelessly ran. The deserters. The cowardly. Alone, they fell. In their final moments, they whimpered quietly. There was nobody left to answer.
The final human to die was a survivor. A runner. As he died, he begged for salvation. His prayers were answered. He was offered a chance to save himself, along with all of humanity, and he took it.
This is his story.
“I sat in the dark and thought: There’s no big apocalypse. Just an endless procession of little ones.”
― Neil Gaiman, Signal to Noise.
I am absolutely new to writing and will take any and all constructive criticism. Please give feedback, it is greatly appreciated. I will update the tags as they change, and I hope that you enjoy this little story I'm writing!
Quick warning: Seamus is intentionally a flawed character, and this story is going to explore those flaws and perhaps even change a few of them. I do not agree with all of his actions, but it is what it is.
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Chapter Selections
1. Chapter 1 - Desperation
2. Chapter 2 - Divinity
3. Chapter 3 - Rebirth
4. Chapter 4 - System
5. Chapter 5 - Search
6. Chapter 6 - Planning
7. Chapter 7 - Assault
8. Chapter 8 - Dungeon
9. Chapter 9 - Hobgoblin
10. Chapter 10 - Interlude
11. Chapter 11 - Prison
12. Chapter 12 - Games
13. Chapter 13 - Decision
14. Chapter 14 - Confusion
15. Chapter 15 - Midnight
16. Chapter 16 - Kindness
17. Chapter 17 - Decisions
18. Chapter 18 - Introductions
19. Announcement - The Inevitable Has Arrived
The Last Man Standing
In the far off future a lone sentient weapon survives the horrors of a war and finds himself without purpose. This is the tale of Mentuc as he struggles to find a new path of life, alongside the aid of his beloved wife. Of course, the past has a way of not letting go and history is always written by the victors... An interactive story where we follow the life of Mentuc both in his present day life as a married civilian and his past as the commander of the infamous Genesis Battalion, an entire unit made up of nothing but biological sentient weapons that made nations tremble. Follow the tale of the Empire's galactic showdown with the genocidal Kra'lagh race as betrayal and desperation rage all across, while his wife tries to mend the wounds that years of war and the loss of all he knew and cared for have left him, with one enigmatic and problematic exception. The first (currently being written) focuses on Mentuc's origins, Operation Angry Comet and a smaller part of the present.
8 162The Rig Mechanist’s Maintenance Report
More than a generation had passed since the creation of a new type of weapon, one that outclassed anything else, but the creator put limits on the technology to prevent it from being used in aggressive combat. With the powerful humanoid weapons, rigs, there to stop battles from breaking out, new ways of taking land had to be developed. That led to the sport of rig combat; powerful weapons pitted against each other with countries betting land and resources on the outcome. But it wasn't just the machines and pilots that competed; the workers that ensured the rigs were able to fight had battles of their own. A mechanist's fight begins before the first shot is fired and their minds are their best weapons.
8 108On The Run From A Dragon
This story is about a guy living in a modern-day world that was taken over by monster girls. He is for the most part trying to keep to himself and become a wizard. As you will see, his plan backfires on him completely. So on to plan:B.
8 627Everlasting Mage
Meet Matt~ Oh Magical Matt. He used to be a magician street performer. But after a one-stone-petrifying encounter with real magic, everything about his life changed. Now, he is an immobile statue that can't do shit about his life while time erodes by itself. Magic is his only way to go, and he is going to learn everything no matter how long it takes. But the question still remains, will it make him or break him?
8 184The Spell Crafter
The War is over and the Union of Kingdoms is at peace... Yet conflict casts a long shadow and not everyone can let go of the years of blood. Amidst rumours of necromancy and against a backdrop of suspicion, Kanick of the Battlemages is called from retirement to investigate the mysterious death of an old friend. As the case begins to unfold, Kanick and his new apprentice realise that not all is right with the Kingdom and personal tragedy threatens to blossom into a crisis that could consign the world to centuries of darkness.
8 440On Tilt [in progress]
Going on tilt is like falling in love: both make you foolish and should be avoided at all costs. *BROOKEI hate Dean Hollis.I tell myself that every day. And some days, I almost believe it. Some days, I sell myself on at least a solid dislike of who he is and what he stands for.Like his stupid charming smile. His stupid sculpted forearms. And his stupid addictive cologne that leaves me light in the head and weak in the knees. He's a vintage blend of infuriating and intoxicating, all in one deceptively handsome bottle.Let's not forget his notoriety for emotional hit-and-runs. Dean is a bad decision just waiting to happen. I would know.Been there, done that... Literally.*DEANI remember the first time I saw Brooke Maccabe. My first thought was, holy shit. That's the hottest girl I've ever seen. I was trying to think of a good pickup line when she walked up to our door and gave Brendan a hug.My next thought was, fuck my life. Because that dime? She was my best friend's baby sister. And she was sixteen.Verboten. Off-limits. The Demilitarized Zone. She may as well have had a blinking red neon sign over her head that read, 'Look but don't touch: Violation punishable by death'.Problem is, I really wanted to touch.And the even bigger problem is, nine years later, I did.*18+ for explicit adult content
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