《New Legends: A New Chapter in an Old Book》Chapter 18: Relief [The Blood]
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What?
When I was at the door before, you knew she was coming. How?
Ah! Oh. I can sense her.
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With sahir. I can sense her with sahir.
...how?
Ugh. Okay. So you understand that everything contains sahir.
Yeah.
Well that sahir isn’t the same. There are minute differences between the sahir in the door and the sahir in the doorknob for example.
Okay.
I can sense those differences so I can tell that the doorknob is different from the door.
And because of that when Glacia was walking through the hall you could tell the difference between her sahir and the sahir in the...air?
More or less.
Have you always been able to do that?
To a degree, yeah. The range was rather limited though.
I’m assuming the range increased when you ‘activated’ my powers?
For someone who used to rant to others about needing to accept reality, you really struggle to do it yourself. Yes, yes it did.
Right. Anyway am I right in assuming you’re the reason my eyes glow red?
You would think so, but no its not me. I ran some tests while you were asleep and I definitely have no control over that.
You ran tests? How? Like what? Wait no. Asleep? You knew my eyes looked like this?
Obviously, that's sahir coming out of your eye sockets. But that's only as far as the red glow, I have no idea where your pupils have gone.
Okay...fair I guess. The testing?
Nothing serious. I just tried to expel sahir in specific locations on your body. I couldn’t. It’s an all or nothing deal.
Are you saying the all knowing sahir sage doesn’t know something about sahir?
No. If your sahir is being expelled, its either because of me or it's because of you. I was simply testing if it could have been me. It couldn’t.
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So you’re saying…
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Glacia was at a loss for what to do. Kain had opened the door clearly with the intent to head to the bathroom, but he stopped before even passing the door frame. She assumed he was merely startled by the fact she was standing guard outside his door, most civilians weren’t used to having guards at their door. She quickly realized that wasn’t the case. He wasn’t startled, he was frozen. He didn’t move a muscle. Being that the last thing he looked at before practically freezing in time was her, his eyes were staring right through her. It rattled her a little. Fortunately it only lasted a few moments, he quickly apologized and kindly asked her for directions. She had actually been tasked with guiding him to the bathroom so instead of telling him where to go, she lead him there. The walk wasn’t particularly long, but it was long enough for Kain’s silence to be noticable. Glacia took a couple peeks behind her to see if he was okay. He was following her just fine, but his face looked distinctly expressionless. It seemed almost mechanical. It was nothing like when he was with Mr. Fortem.
They soon arrived at the bathroom. Kain thanked her with a slight bow and entered. Glacia, like all the arberdirs under the Fortems, was quite interested in Kain. They didn’t really know anything about him other than the fact he was asleep for a ridiculously long time. He was a child that could get Mr. Fortem worked up however, he had to be really special to accomplish that. There were rumors going around that he was the so called ‘God’s Disciple’ that everyone in town was looking for. Up until she saw his eyes, she didn’t believe it. Even after seeing them, she had her doubts. They weren’t doubts that he was the young, Imurian malsir in the rumors though. They were doubts he was as powerful as those rumors claimed. Having gone through that weird situation with him however, she was starting to feel like he definitely had something off about him.
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That's basically how it works.
Okay...but how does that help me get rid of the glow?
It doesn’t. I was just explaining why it's there in the first place. To get rid of it...
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8 245The System Slaves
Heroes selected from all races competed to prove their race worthy of living free. The Troll heroes failed... miserably. Their Race is paying the price. Most Trolls lost their sentience. This Troll did not, and now he must serve the system and try to prove his race worthy of redemption. Thing is, it's hard to save a race when you can't understand the squiggles that appear in your vision. It's even harder to save a race when you can't tell which thoughts are yours and which thoughts the system put in your head. And what do you do when you never loved Trollkind in the first place? .......................... Update Schedule: Two or more chapters a month. 1500+ words. I am a new writer so bear with me, correct my grammar, and point out things you want to add. I plan on finishing, it may take a while though. The cover isn't mine and isn't exactly the way I like it, I'll be on the lookout for something that fits better. ....... This is a Litrpg story, I kinda regret making it so, but what's done is done. The system is clunky and I forget stuff sometimes, don't hesitate to point out stuff that looks wrong or is wrong. There will be some cultivation aspects and some kingdom building later on.
8 233Eldritch overlord
In the year 2094, the DMMORPG Andorra online was released to the world and dominated the gaming scene for decades and showed just what could be achieved in VR. In Andorra, a person could be anything they wished, from a cyborg to a fucking bunny if they wanted you were allowed access to all races they could think of except for a select few. Now for all of what Andorra accomplished this story is not about Andorra, it's about a player that went by the monicker of daiko. Daiko was your average salaryman that didn't accomplish much in life so he sought an escape. Wich he found in games and Andorra allowed him to escape and more. Okay, I was lying slightly. Daiko was not your average salaryman he Hated humanity. Now, you're probably asking why he hates humanity well It's quite simple really. He was abused by his parents and all of his so-called friends just used him and the only ones that card were his pets so he loved them with his entire heart until his dad shot them anyway. So as far as the world was concerned everything that humans touched was destroyed and he wanted nothing to do with them. Andorra was another chance, another life that wasn't absolute shit. Well, as it turns out that heteromorphic characters aren't looked at positively and well he didn't want to play as a human so he persevered until he rose through the ranks and reached the upper echelons of the game. Now I know you're wondering what was his character well his character was a...well I guess to find out the rest you'll just have to read the story, won't you?
8 79On the way up
in a world where one's potential is determined from birth, by a simple roll of the dice. one will find a boy who has had everything taken from him, now he is fighting his way up again. so that one day he may have the girl and the power that is rightfully his. English is my second language and I'm dyslexic, this is just fun, will try to upload relatively often but it's hard. cover is not mine. cant drav too save my life. soo if enny body want to make one i wood love that work in proces. wil opdate ass sune ass i get to ride at translate a new chapter
8 191Monster Apocalypse
When the news started reporting strange changes of mankind, though the information was obviously controlled, it was enough to create commotion around the world. At first, it was only the subtle change of hair color, though it was strange, everyone accepted such a small change, some embraced it, some dyed their hair into normal colors. Afterwards, videos of people doing impossible feats surfaced onto the media, men lifting cars, women crushing walls, children jumping up to the second story of buildings easily. Then, humans started growing beast like appendages and features, horns and tails sprouted, though abnormally small, it was growing, regardless of the age or gender of the affected human. Despite the countless funds supplied into researching why, or how, did these features come to be, it proved to be fruitless. As those features grew, it became more defined, wings capable of carrying humans into the skies appeared, tails controlled by humans emotions sprouted to a certain length, and stopped growing. And on the last day, known as the beginning of the Monster Apocalypse, mankind grew wild.
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