《Nyix》Newborn 4
Advertisement
"Oh my gosh!!! what a pretty flower!!!" I bellow as I click my sharp talons on the cold stone, in hot pursuit of the pretty.
The vibrant flower has 4 light purple petals with a pink edge, grown from a single, bendy, green stem with a pair of large leafs at the base. When contrasted with the dull grey of the walls and floor, as well as the dark green and disgusting dangles on the roof, this flower was an absolute gem!!.
As I reach the purple flower I immediately tear off one of the purple petals and start chomping away, curious to the taste of such a attractive plant. After just seconds of eating, I make a definite conclusion.
"Yum! Yum!" I chirp to the gods above.
It's super chewy and sticks to the roof of my beak, which is uncomfortable, but the taste is superb! Every bite sends out a little squirt of sugary sweetness that soaks my taste buds! The burst of flavor is so profound that a electric tingle of joy travels up my spine and causes me to shake off a handful of bright red feathers to the ground.
+10 Health Regen Per Minute
With the first petal chewed and sucked of all it's flavor, I get to work picking off another petal and nibbling it, relishing the taste and the discovery of a new warm sensation in my head. It's too bad I don't recognize a single squiggly in this one, but I can tell it's something good! Of course, the squiggly discovery is secondary to the fantastic taste caressing my soul.
I close my eyes in sweet bliss as I slowly savor the delicious purple and pink flower. I need to be frugal and eat slowly, there's only 2 petals left!
Suffered 14 Slashing Damage Suffered Bleeding
Advertisement
"CAAAAWWWRRR" I let out a shocked cry as an unseen force sweeps me off my feet and sends me flying into the wall beyond the plant at high speeds.
And I hit the wall like how a terrified women hits a spider... very, very, very hard.
Suffered 4 Bludgeoning Damage
The sudden attack is so instantaneous that I all can do is desperately cough up the purple petal that got lodged in my throat as I swing face the direction of the hit.
Crouching next to the purple flower is a huge fuzzy blanket, easily 4 times bigger than the blankets I'm used to! It looks very similar except it's legs are far longer, ears are sharper, tail is fuzzier, and it's eyes are a piercing green with wide vertical slits for iris'.
It's head is close to the ground and it's bum raised in the air, the only part of it's body moving, was the long bushy tail that was slowly swaying side to side as its stares me down.
It doesn't look scary, I thought, in fact, it looks like the ultimate blanket with zero hard bits, unlike the smaller blankets!
However, the puddle of fiery orange blood that had pooled under my leg, begged to differ about the blanket-ness of the creature before me. A good blanket would never hurt me.
So of course, after staring at the big blanket for a further second, I turned around and run at full speed in the opposite direction, screaming my head off.
"NO NO NO NO NO!!!" I wail.
"BAD BLANKET" I cry.
"PLEASE DO NOT HURT ME" I beg.
The sound of the big blanket's sharp claws on the ground was the herald to another devastating attack on my defenseless back as I was trying to flee.
Suffered 10 Slashing Damage Suffered Severe Bleeding
Advertisement
Once again, my weak, bird body is now flying through the air, with hot orange blood spraying on the cold floor.
The only thing I see is the towering wall stopping just shy from slamming into my face as I skid to a stop at it's base. My blood leaking freely, robbing me of all strength. All I can do is shift my neck far enough to look at the big blanket it bounds on top of me.
Suffered 11 Slashing Damage You Have Died Fire to Fire: Time until rebirth: 5 hours, 59 minutes, 57 seconds
The last thing I see is the lightning fast swipe of the blanket's front claws and then all of a sudden I'm dead?
Well that's not good.
At least I'm not bleeding, or hurting, or crying, or breathing, or living?
I can still think!
And I think I see the blanket slapping what's left of me, which is a neat little pile of grey and yellow dust. I can still 'feel' the cat slapping me, it feels terrible but it doesn't hurt anymore, it just feels like I'm being... dissolved... as it spreads my dust around.
The fuzzy green-eyed blanket then stops slapping me after a few tentative pokes and moves it face in closer. I can feel it's hot breath disturbing my dust and I can especially feels it's raspy tongue as it LICKS ME EWWW!
It seems that blanket is just as disgusted with me I am of it, as it coughs intensely and paws it's mouth with a bloody foot. Seems like my dust doesn't taste too good.
"Take that, you bully!"
"Eat my dust!"
My insults go unheard as the blanket pouts and slinks away to where it came from with a disappointing glint in it's eye.
It all happened so quickly I barely had time to asses the scenario!
In just a measly 20 seconds I died to the ultimate fluff!. Maybe the super fluffy paws were to blame for how it was able to sneak up on me without making a peep! That sucks and is somewhat ironic.
Live and die by the blankets.
"Well this is boring" I say voicelessly with my non-existent mouth.
I've just been sitting here forever, staring at the dull tunnel wall while feeling some squiggles in my head changing around.
Ages and ages ago a little 'friendly' blanket came by a licked me as well, but he too wasn't satisfied with my flavor and quickly scurried away. So other than that... not much has happened.
At least with the squigglies, I now recognize them as having a specific order. When I compare it to every other time I've seen the squiggles '9,8,7,6,5,4,3,2,1' and 0 I can tell that they mean: 'an amount', with 1 being the lowest and 9 being the highest. or maybe 0's the highest?
I watch the squigglies for a bit longer to confirm that 9 is indeed the highest, that is until it reaches 10 than the pattern refreshes with 1 at the start. Golly gosh I'm a genius.
It's a shame that I'm no longer a bird, just dust in the wind, without arms, legs or even a mouth.
Maybe something will happen when the squiggles make it all the way down to 0, it has been getting smaller and smaller after all! Maybe I'll even be reborn! ahahaha, as if...
Fire to Fire: Time until rebirth: 0 hours, 0 minutes, 5 seconds. 4 3 2
Well.. whatever is going to happen will happen now!
1
Time to find out!
Advertisement
- In Serial28 Chapters
The Invisible String
(On Hiatus While I Practice Writing With A New Story) This is a story of connections. A story of a Writer and his pen and paper. Follow the writer as he creates Syndesi, the personification of The Invisible String. See how they change the world around them through the relationships they make. And in doing so, change themselves. PS. it's fantasy but there are no elves, no magic, no superpower. just realistic people living their normal lives, facing struggles like every human being but that alone doesn't sound interesting, does it? How about a special dimension that connects the lead characters? (check out Chapter 2 - The White Horizon) Art Cover Credit: Asviloka Post Timings: (unsure for now as I am rewriting the chapters to make it polished. Hopefully once per week on Fridays) This would allow me to post something you can read every week without abandoning the story. It's a journey, I know. But I'm ready to continue without stopping. Are you ready? If you are, then let's start reading!
8 157 - In Serial111 Chapters
The Last Primordials
In a world where people can serve as hosts to animal spirits, Huo Lohse Lang (Lolo), daughter of the Wolf Tribe leader, makes friends during her five summers in the training exchange. Little does she know just how critical those relationships will be on a quest to unlock the hidden mysteries of the original primordial spirits and save humanity from annihilation by an ancient evil. A young adult, slow burn progression fantasy written in eight novella-length parts and published together to make one epic adventure. The story is technically COMPLETED though in a rewrite process. See chapter "00- Rewrite: A Living Draft" at the beginning of the story to follow the rewrite process. If you have any comments or suggestions, let me know! I'd love to hear your feedback! Please be advised that this story contains a wide variety of traumatizing content and dark/adult themes. I avoid graphic details, but the content is there. Reader discretion is strongly recommended. If you would like more specifics, feel free to PM me. Story inspired ART!!! Standig Thank you to RenamedUser8903457!! Beautiful work. I am blown away. I had some fun with artbreeder.com to create some loose character sketches. They aren't perfect, and I might replace images from time to time with more accurate ones. However, in case you are curious: Character Images
8 249 - In Serial63 Chapters
Wanderers of the New World
(Temporary Break. Working on some things in the story.)What would happen if you were suddenly transported in another world? Well, that's exactly what happened to our protagonist, Terrin Tachibana. He is your run-of-the-mill guy. Dull, mediocre, average or anything that is within the realm of ordinary. One that lives in the world without any special talent on him, without anything that would make him stand out. So what exactly would happen if a witch transported this kind of person in a world full of monsters? Join him as Terrin enters a convenience store not knowing he would be transported and meet people that would change his life, for better or for worse, as he becomes a wanderer. A Wanderer of this New World. (Pictures are not mine, just edited it.) P.S. The style of this fiction is similar to a Japanese Light Novel.
8 217 - In Serial9 Chapters
The Plan
An infinite world couldn’t be real, but if it was, well this would happen. Imagine a world that isn’t covered in water, but an endless atmosphere. Plates of land, named “islands”, float and drift almost aimlessly. There is no sun, stars, roof, or floor; just boundless air in every direction. Light is generated from the movement of air flow. Magical and mystical powers keep islands floating and the world full of fresh entropy. Some of these floating islands drift upwards or downwards or any combination of volatile or patterned velocities. Air flow also follows the same characteristics of islands, which generates the light and heat. In a world with no horizon, the different inhabitants struggle. Beings calling them selves deities across the endless space are countless. If you were to fall off an island, you would inevitably hit another island; if you didn’t die from old age first. Many inhabitants don’t know the land further than their own eye sight or town they grew up in. Almost all inhabitants of islands have supernatural abilities, ranging in ability and skill. Magical abilities are kept individually; and mystical powers are borrowed. Islands float because the land is enchanted by either a magical or mystical crystal. Magical islands are known for vertical variance, while mystical islands are known for vertical stability. The islands rotate around focal points, known as 'the center'. There are many 'the center', but no one knows this yet... Warning: Tagged Mature 18+ for Strong Language, Gore, Violence, and sexual scenes. Google Drive (Click here to open new window) WIP/spoilers
8 282 - In Serial29 Chapters
achroous
i see no colors, i only know the pureness of white and the mystery of black.(cadie)
8 213 - In Serial31 Chapters
Virtue and Vice
"If I'm going down, I might as well pick my poison. I pick you."***A Cobalt Bay Billionaires story.***She couldn't be sure whether he was her predator or protector... but she was doomed to love him either way.*** It was a summer they will never forget. Young and naive Cassandra Collins finds herself offered up as interest for her cousin's debt to a powerful man who craves her as fiercely as he resists her. Wary but tempted, she struggles to get through the summer without stripping herself of her virtue, and losing her heart to Sebastian Vice-a man so beautiful and broken, he will hurt her as much as he will love her. Under the blazing sun and amidst the sultry heat of their forbidden desires and secret fears, will Cassandra find the love that will change her life forever? Or will she face the punishment of falling for a wicked Vice? Wrought by secrets and scars, this is a story of two people who hunger darkly and desperately for a love they are strangers to-a love that endures, hopes and sets them free.***WARNING: This story may be a little steamier than my usual ones. There might be scenes and concepts that are objectionable to some people so heed this warning before you start reading. I don't think it's erotica but let's just say some parts are steamy. If you don't mind it, go right ahead and read on. :P***Copyright © 2013 by Nina Tippett. All rights reserved. No part of this document may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without prior written permission of Nina Tippett.This is a work of fiction. All of the characters, organizations, and events portrayed in this novel are either products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously.
8 108

