《Gemstone Goblins (LitRPG)》Iron Rain
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"Your Holiness, that's when Dukmuk covered my stone engraving with mud!" A goblin with a warty nose cried. Another goblin with short curly hair scoffed. "That's a lie! It got muddy because you left it outside, but you tampered with my clay pots while they were drying! They're all cracked now!" He yelled. "Your Heavenly Greatness, please make Furgu pay for this crime!" I rubbed my temples, it was the fifth inane conflict this week. But I had to admit, it was fortunate that nothing serious was ever brought up. "Both of you are at fault!" I growled. The goblins' faces paled. "I'm innocent!" One wailed. "I didn't do anything wrong!" The other squealed. "Silence! You are artisans, yet you both committed the crime of negligence!" I slammed my fist into my rock throne. The goblins' eyes widened in fear, they knelt in front of me. "Whether it was sabotage or a personal error, you still neglected to take care of your craft!" "Yes! Your words are wise!" They cried in unison. I sighed. "I do not want you to leave with enmity in your hearts. From now on, you must not engage in petty squabbles. Continue practising your crafts with renewed vigour, and love for your fellow goblins!" Their expressions beaming with joy as if they had received divine providence. "The chief is right! Let's work together!" They squawked. They hugged each other and merrily trotted off back to work. I lazily slid down my throne, and took a sip of some fermented mushroom juice, to ease my headache. The full flavour of the wine settled my nerves until my next headache walked in. "Your Excellency, I have come to present you an offering." Olma walked in carrying an iron spear. The spearhead had an image of a goat head engraved onto it. The end of the spear had a magnificently dyed red tassel, and the shaft was smooth and polished. I accepted the spear in silence, observing Olma's face. Her face had a neutral expression. It was clear to me that she was still upset. I rested my head on my hand. "Do you know why you are the only girl I ever let approach me?" Her face furrowed, trying to guess the meaning of my words. "I do not know." I let out a single laugh. "You said it yourself. Because you are the most worthy." Her mouth opened slightly in confusion, she tried to say something, but she could not utter the words. Her gaze became unfocused, and she blankly stared at the ground. "Olma... Don't be jealous of others. I truly do like you. You have talent and cunning." I stood up from my throne and raised her from the ground. "Let us strive for greater heights together." Her blank face turned into her normal gentle smile, and she wrapped her hands around me. "My hero Gild, you have a certain way with words." I cleared my throat. "Now, let's go to my room. Let's talk more in private." She giggled and followed me to my quarters. The next week, the final few pregnant women had given birth. Now almost all the women had become mothers. It would take a few years for the newborns to be able to feed themselves or work. Until then it was our job to protect them and nurture them. Interface Population 63
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That night, the atmosphere at the evening banquet was very merry. As I looked at the goblins, I could help but feel a strange emotion in my heart. Not very long ago, these goblins ate scraps and wore rags today we enjoyed fine meals in furs and cashmere. But I wouldn't stop here.
As I lifted my cup to sip on my wine, the liquid began to ripple. Shortly after, the ground began to rumble, causing our plates and tables to shake. A large bang caused all our furniture to fall over. One could hear the muffled sounds of explosions coming from the outside. “Women and children to the vault! Everyone else, take up arms!” I roared. The entire hall went into a frenzy. The warriors equipped their new gear, while everyone else ran down to the bottom of the mine. We rushed outside and climbed the watchtowers, but there weren’t any enemies. Bursts of prismatic light illuminated the night sky. The sound of crackling thunder and explosions resonated in our bodies. It was like a violent and chaotic aurora borealis. The vicious aerial display mesmerised us, but we remained vigilant. One could see howling winds and flying boulders swirling around in a tornado in the heart of the forest. In the blink of an eye, everything went up in a flash of fire, the tornado became a swirling whirlpool of flames. The fire turned green and faded into tiny embers. The sounds of explosions and thunder continued far into the morning. The sounds of battle died down along with the rising of the sun. As breathed relieved sighs, a 40-metre blue mushroom cloud ignited in the middle of the forest. A shockwave knocked a few of us from our feet, and parts of our wooden walls tumbled over. As the shockwave passed, I gazed into the distance and a blue mushroom cloud rose into the sky. My hand and knees were buckling. "What could have done that?" I asked myself in horror. Dark clouds blanketed the sky, causing a torrential downpour over the entire forest. Upon regaining my bearings, I created flood channels leading to the river, with magic, to avoid a flood. The rain continued without end for 7 days. Only on the 8th day did the downpour diminish. I assembled all our fighters and headed into the forest to discover what happened. As we trekked through the forest, it became obvious what happened. There were large boulders peppered everywhere, deep cracks riddled the ground. Some trees were burnt, cut in half or uprooted. As we travelled further, the land became more broken and barren. It was obvious that a fight took place here, but about what kind of forces were capable of this, we were clueless. Further in, there were no more trees left. The soil consisted of a mixture of ash and mud. We ventured forward until we reached a giant burned crater, the size of a hamlet. Upon seeing this absolute destruction, I shuddered. This was a solemn realisation to me, that there were forces in this world, far greater than my own. As I contemplated my inferiority, a goblin scout spoke. “Chief! Look, it's those frog people!” With my thoughts restored, my gaze turned sharp, indeed it was those same frogmen from the bog. But it was unclear what they were doing here. We had no interaction with them apart from that one encounter. “They must be having a field day with all this rain,” one goblin pointed out. The frogmen gathered in the centre of the crater, and they were worshipping some sort of object. A knife of some sort. A fat frog person stepped in front of them and flailed the knife. The creature gave an impassioned speech in their language of croaks and gurgles. A silver cloud manifested behind the fat frog, and upon its command, the cloud began to rain daggers! With a wave of the knife, the frogman controlled the cloud. He made it grow in size, causing more daggers to rain down, he moved it back and forth and changed its shape. The worshippers cheered with an ear-bleeding cacophony of croaks. They brought out one of those giant frogs, but it was gargantuan. If a normal giant frog was the size of a van, then this frog was the size of a small house. They began repeating some sort of chant, and the frogman leader used the rain of daggers upon the giant frog. They fell upon the fog, stabbing and piercing it a thousand times. The beast laid dead, and the frogmen cheered, rejoicing at the successful sacrifice. Upon viewing the might of that weapon my mind began racing with questions and desire. We had to get our hands on that dagger! With it, we would not have to fear any other goblins tribes or even bandits. This forest could be ours!
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The Ruler of Nameless World
Ace Clauser's life has been chaotic since his father disappeared in an accident and his body was never found. At the same time, rumors about the agreement between the Hilfheim government and the demons spread. At first Ace did not believe in demons, magic, or other mythological creatures, but a phenomenon occurred. Ace is thrown into a foreign world after seeing a man disappear accidentally. When he woke up, he was in an all-white room. The bot named N-101 says that Ace is currently in the game world-Erfheim, a continent that was lost millions of years ago. With six humans from different worlds, Ace tries to defeat Apostologia to get out of the game. Ace begins to learn to use powers that can save everyone or destroy the world. However, a fatal mistake brought their journey to a halt. With guilt looming over him, can Ace defeat Apostologia? Or are you stuck in the game forever? Copyright: Reona Lee (2020) Cover illustration by: Ni.eL
8 205The Earth Daughter
Jane Everwood, Girl of questionable fortune. Seemingly abandoned by her mother and left to try and survive in the clutches of the evil blob of meat that is her father, Life did not deal her an easy hand. She managed to get by with her friends, but between her constantly drunk parent, and the refined but clearly evil thug-friend that her father keeps around, it has been a constant chore. However, this is all about to change in one grandiose day. Whisked away from her life, her planet, and everything she ever knew, she is thrown into a maelstrom of activity, where everyone seems out for number one, even with the most kind of acts. Jane is at the centre of all this activity, however, nobody cares to explain why, exactly, and so she is left to blunder. It becomes obvious that she is meant to do something important, maybe along the lines of 'fight the monster get the girl save the day' but nobody tells her exactly what monster, or which day. And as for getting the girl, well that is an entirely different kettle of fish...
8 135For King and Kin: A Fox's Journey
Two fox-kin siblings set out to serve a human king, hoping to secure ties with the royals that had formed in times of war. Yet, much is demanded of them as their father's reputation precedes them. They find the King struggling to keep his vassals from breaking the terms of the armistice. With reports of smuggling increasing and the nation's strategic resources at stake, their father is sent to oversee the border. The king, fearing for his own children, hopes for six more months. Meanwhile, tavern brawls turn bloody as a cry spreads across the land, "Loyalty? Or bread!". What to expect: - cold steel weapons with magic- colonial-esque era- elements of strategy (including logistics)- powerful mages that can't block a crossbow bolt. Except for some earth mages.- realistic depictions of violence. I don't care to focus on it. - other races introduced eventually, if they fit. - Australian english, except when I slip. Not much slang though, I reckon.
8 128We dream of Worlds
In the cold silence between the stars, millions of passengers aboard the Long Shot reside in stasis. While their bodies are protected from the ravages of time, their minds are far more fragile. To protect their sanity, they are connected to the ships network. Full depth Virtual Reality. But to ward of boredom we do what humans do best. We seek out entertainment, we fight, and we explore. In short, we game.But for Darin who just came off a maintenance shift, its a different story. In the Net time passes much more swiftly, so now he's late to the game, behind the curve, and nearly friendless. Upon joining the MMO """"Dreams of a Forgotten World"""" Darin finds that his problems have only just begun. But on the bright side, at least you can always respawn...
8 88Meditation System
Transmigrated as Grant Ward in prison, S2 of AoS, with Meditation System, Survive an AU MCU that's basically it This is my first fanfic there will be a few mistakes. Please be patient and understanding.
8 71Izuku Of The Sharingan
"how many people have you killed, shigaraki?""How much bread have you eaten?"His happiness would last short, his family soon to dust.... Soon, it will be all remnants of the past....While Tobi and All For One rising in power, Izuku has limited time to prepare. How will his story unfold?Warning ⚠️: grammatical errors due to lapses to my brain, and im lazy to reread thru each to find. :,Dhope you enjoy this fanfic of mine. of course some here will be based on both anime canon but with my creative twist ;)
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