《Game Changer - Day Dreams》Prologue - From Despair Came Hope
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Part One: Inverting Order
Prologue
Bright lights, a searing pain, that was it. The most he could remember of the incident that ruined his life.
It was raining gently that night, as Michael Mewdon made his way through the streets thronged with people. Everything was quite, silent but for the rain, as it made its way down the panes of glass, onto hard concrete below, coats and umbrellas a bizarre patchwork of shades black and grey flecks of colour interspersed among the number. But even amid the myriad of passers-by he was alone. A December night when the snow had turned to rain seeming to lament the woe he felt inside. A walking corpse, ragged brown hair, dull eyes a haggard form clutching a satchel with a broken strap to his side. He was detestable.
The rain wouldn’t stop, it came beating down like it always did, what was the point in continuing like this, a life where each day mimicked the last. Nothing would change, nothing could change, dragging him into the depths of despair, boredom clung about him clawing at the corners of his mind, like an itch that wouldn’t leave no matter how much he scratched. He was weary he just wanted to return home to read his books, stories of adventure and fantasy, mangas, web fictions anything to sate the burning desire to escape his world even for a moment. If only he could die… If only he wasn’t too much of a coward to die.
Then it came rumbling through the street throwing aside the patchwork canvass of city goers. The rain was mixed with blood, the glaring lights and beating sounds, a sea of blood and bodies scattered like the leaves of an autumn tree, shed with disregard for where they might fall.
The Blaring light, the howling sounds, cold rain, hot blood, sensation given in an instant and snatched away before it’s passing. A pain beyond measure that flowed through him, like life itself the only thing he knew in that instant was pain.
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He’d gotten his wish, lying there tired alone, half dead, hooked up to life support no way out, incapable of so much as moving a muscle, even conscious thought seemed beyond his limitation. He did not know how long he’d remained there, had anyone grieved for him. He couldn’t tell because he couldn’t think. Yes he’d gotten what he wished for, someone who desired neither to live nor die, caught on the borders between the two. Life no more than death.
Realising this he had the first true thought he’d ever known. From the moment he was born, grey eyes that looked on a grey world, and saw nothing but the shadows that surrounded him seemed filled with life one final time. The dull life he’d led, had wanted to change. But had only played by the rules set before him, by societies rule, where you bowed your head and pretended you didn’t exist only to serve some greater purpose you could never catch more than a glimpse of. He could have escaped if he wanted to, the fight would have been hard but he could have escaped, could have been or done anything he so desired but in the end it turned out like this. He was lying there dead with no hope for the future, when a single desire hit him full force.
Live!
His eyes bulged in his head, his chest clenching as he tried to move… For his vain efforts Michael Mewdon died, in hospital twelve forty-five Am, the sun beyond his window breaking the clouds and covering his fragile form, as doctors and nurses rushed in, to remove his body so that the next patient could enter.
Of course that wasn’t the end of the story, for something interesting had taken count of Michael, had seen the fragile soul in its final struggle and saved it. For what, that being did not yet know.
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What would happen next, fate could not dictate, the laws of nature would tremble, reality succumb to the might of this grand delusion. A hero would be born to overturn order and rein in chaos, to bring love and joy, to fight a bloody war, without reason, without thought, to bring down consequence, and like no other burn past the days of sun and let wonder itself be the light upon his brow.
Behold the life of Sol.
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Wizard of Oz
The Wonderful Wizard of OzBaum, L. Frank (Lyman Frank), 1856-1919
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What would you wish for if you have one? Power? Wealth? Immortality? Yet he wished for something different. In his entire life, he was mocked, humiliated, and backstabbed. But not this time. He’s was born a human, But they say his worse than the devil. His personality is twisted as it can be. One moment he beheaded someone next his smiling with blood all over him. Why I am telling you this? What is this all about? Hahaha, you’ve done well to listen to me up until this point. Let me tell you a story of a boy named Reiki. Like any other name, it’s plain and simple but to others this name was special. To some, he was their Lover, Enemy, and Savior. This is not a story about him being a saint and helping the entire world achieve world peace nor a story about him being a devil killing everything in sight like you he was only human. But you don’t want to hear the story like this no let me start over. One day Reiki killed his best friend for selling him out and on this day he tried to commit suicide.
8 307He's my MATE... HELL NO!!!
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8 78Aliad [Dropped]
A man dies and gets resurrected as a prince in another world full of magic, elves, dwarves, winged humans, beastmen, and dragons. Come and read what happens when a man from the modern world meets the medieval ages filled with beings he could only see before in his imaginations.----------------This is my first fiction that I wrote so I hope I am doing well. It starts slow as I need to explain about the world. It is flagged as many as I could as I have a lot of ideas that I could make this story go towards. Edit: There is a rewrite of this story known as Aliad - Tale of Zed which can be found through this link: www.royalroadl.com/fiction/1820
8 172The First Life's The Hardest
Follow the story of Martoel a new soul going through their first life as a young northern warrior pushing through the hardship's all warriors have to face in the harsh northern land where only the strong can survive and the weak don't last for more than a few days. Watch as he constantly fighting on the brink of life and death just to get to the next day and the next meal. See Martoel find out about his true power as he strives to remember what he had forgotten and build a place for him to call home.This is my first novel so please comment on ways I can improve. Thank you.
8 205In 27 Days (Watty Award Winner 2012)
Hadley Jamison doesn't know what to think when she hears that her classmate, Archer Morales, committed suicide. She didn't exactly know him, but that doesn't stop her from feeling like there was something she could have done to help him. So to Hadley's surprise, on the very night of Archer's funeral, she has a run in with Death himself and is offered the chance to go back in time to stop Archer from ending his life. The catch? She only has twenty-seven days to do it. And if Hadley doesn't succeed? Well, she doesn't want to think about that.
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