《Techno-Heretic》Chapter 2: Spirit Journey
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Eli POV
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Pain.
For a moment that seemed to stretch out to the end of time itself, that one word was my very being and existence. But as the merciful void moved towards my mind there came a moment of peace. I had no regrets and if I had to do it all over again I wouldn't change a damn thing. Well, maybe the whole getting caught part. I would probably like a do over on that.
As I prepared for the coming end, I wondered what waited for my soul, and it wasn't a philosophical question either. I knew it was a scientifically proven fact that I had one. It was a simple matter of math and physics discovered in ages past
"Well, here I come afterlife" I thought as the coldness took me. Then came an wave of warmness and a sensation of bubbles running along my...back? I looked about and found myself in the air. But when I looked down I saw nothing of my body. I had no feet, back, hand, or any kind of human anatomy.
I was flowing out along a stream of bright shining golden liquid a good mile above the ground.
This liquid criss-crossed all over the atmosphere and the planet,dotted about this stream of gold were white balls of light. Seeing some of these white balls coming out of a passenger shuttle getting crushed like a tin can by a cargo hauler 10 times its size in the major junction of a air traffic section, I guessed that these were souls.
"Wait, why is it so hard to turn?" I wondered. I had an odd sense of turning by pushing to the left without being able to turn sharply like my neck would typically allow, like having to move your shoulders to turn your head without any head movement . In fact my 'back' was just a general sense of being behind my head.
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As I sped up and out to the stars of space along this gold trail, I came to see some distortions in my sense of distance. The planet was now a far distant dot while far away galaxies seemed to almost be within arms reach. In these galaxies I saw other balls of light in yellow streams.
"So its true, we are not alone" I said, with an excitement befitting a child tasting candy for the first time. Humanity had never found other life in the Milky Way or Andromeda galaxies and lacked the means to get to any others. As I looked on in wonder I saw a figure nestled in between the kaleidoscope of star systems.
It had a hard smooth surface, like that of a beetle, where its head should be. This shell was in between the shoulders of two large, muscular arms that ended in the claws of a bird. The chest had a long row of ribs that kept going until it ended in a series of tentacles. Under the beetle shell an eye was jutting out, with multiple irises of alternating colors of black, white, and red. These colors pulsed and shifted in the eye and some of the color faded into the surrounding body, which was mostly a dark green with bits of fur.
As I was distracted by the creature, a beam of red light enveloped me. Despite pushing as hard as I could the disorienting circumstances and the decrease in my motor skills left me wanting for an escape as the source of the beam was well out of my field of vision. I then had the misfortune of catching the attention of the odd-dimensional creature.
At this moment I couldn't help but wonder at the universal similarities of all living things. Its arms and claws started to flex and squeeze, the tentacles writhed in a hectic motion, the laid back hairs on its body coming to a stand and it's eye gained intensity with bloodlines running through it. These unspoken promises of imminent and extreme cruelty were understood by all beings. The growing mass of dark energy on its body quickly condensed into a ball in front of the eye seemed to be the fulfillment of these promises.
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With no means of defense, I still struggled aimlessly. At the moment of firing the monster's dark bullet, a set of wings and bright light sent the ball of energy veering off course. I didn't see who or what it was because as soon as the bullet was near me it dipped to the left of my vision into the beam. After which the beam began pulling me in with greater effort. I saw a brief blinding flash as I approached the beam's point of origin.
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The Harukian Chronicler [ReWrite]
A rewrite of the story I have done before hand. Please tune in for exciting adventures with our youn boy, who was shot by crazy, to become crazy; as he just simple lives his life. No upload schedule as of yet, as my brain is finicky. If you have ideas for NPCs, DM me; I can always use more ideas!
8 190Home of Laplace
I opened my eyes to an unfamiliar mountain peak standing tall above me like seeing a skyscraper from the street. Soon the chilling burn of the snow that covered me began to invade my senses and I flung my torso upward, sitting up straight. I grabbed my head in confusion as my eyes surveyed the area around me: The corner of a mountain wall stood menacingly in front of me accompanied by thin, dangerous looking paths on either side. The likes of which only adrenaline-seeking psychopaths would use. I turned my head backwards and felt my heart drop as what looked like an infinitely long freefall met my gaze. I was sitting on the ledge of a snow-covered mountain. "CRKKKK" A heart-shaking croaking sounded from above me further up the mountain and I jolted backwards at the impossibly loud sound. 'Shit, wasn't there nothing behind me?' The sound of cracking stone accompanied the heart dropping sensation of descension. As I plunged down backwards, the last thing I saw was the deep-set brown eyes of that blue-skinned monstrosity further up the mountain. ----------------------------------------------------- Levi Laplace is a former genius biochemistry student that died a simple and laughable death on earth. Having studied profusely and written many papers published by large firms he was well-respected and accomplished in his field. But that did not prevent him from having his own problems in his personal life. Having chased behind the back of science for so long he had neglected his social life, ending up lonely and without a partner in his early twenties coming out of his studies. He decided that the best way for him to rekindle his social prowess was to retire to teaching high school science in a small town. He never ended up falling in love as he dreamed but he did find surprising contentment from dealing with the troubled raccoons he taught on a daily basis. Finding himself summoned to a strange world by unknown forces he is confronted with harsh issues and the struggles of its people. Meeting many more problem children, he is moved by his sense of duty to help them find their path in this journey through life. As well as find his own in this dangerous new world. ________________________________________________________________________________________________ Chapter updates DAILY AT 12:00 PM EST (...Is the goal, sometimes a bit later in the day or the next day at 12:00 instead :P ) Definitely at least once every two days though!
8 198Those Darn Sexy Kidnappers
OOOOH SNAP!Cassie Claire was in for quite the pickle.She and her bevy of BFFs decide to go to the store one morning, but little did she know that she was about to meet one sexy, sexy man. Like in a romance movie, they locked eyes, and the whole world came to a screeching halt. What happened next wasn't as similar to a romance movie.He put a gun to her headAnd kidnapped her.#Booksbooksbooks!#TheWiseWordsOfMe
8 148፡፧Only Earth Survived፧፡
"To Kay, I will never forget what you taught me. Thank You." ፡፧Only Earth Survived፧፡ Book of Death "The United Planets Coalition rules across many worlds.The Outer Space Fleet Command rules the UPC…Our lives are controlled by those with absolute military power.Those that defy their will are enslaved.The worst of them become scrubbers...The best of us become Spacers." For hundreds of years Humanity brought the light of civilisation to dozens of worlds, across multiple stars. The rule of the OSFC is absolute. Their fleet is glorious, their paranoia of revolution developed defences unrivalled.Their leaders are cold and remorseless.Their warriors bound to die for their cause... What would dare threaten such a force? ... Only the Darkness they pushed away. An unknown enemy has come forth. Defeat is as sure as the turn of worlds... Nothing last's in it's shadow.But on the edge of the frontier; One lone gunboat has what could be the secret to the defence of their cruel world...The cold hand of extinction stands in their way...This is their mission... This is the story of the Phoenix
8 163Tiny heart
So this is where old dungeons go when they retire
8 162Dungeon core shenanigans
Our protagonist lived his life normaly, had a PhD in physics and some problemes. Nothing too out of what can be considered common. At least until he died. After his death, he comes to himself as some breathing sphere. While still himself, he forgot a good part of his memories, he kept various parts of his knowledge, but it is obvious he was impacted mentaly. Now we follow his actions and their consequences in a brand new world where he causes mayhem and panic without meaning to. Will he stabilise and be a new kind of dungeon? Or will he just continue being a mess of thoughts and doing atrocities without realising it? I have stopped writing this story, it was one for me to train, and I have much to work on. I don't plan to resume it, but if I do, then I will rewrite it from the begining.
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