《The Selection》Prologue
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I still can’t believe with all the places we’ve traveled to, we’re back where we started. It’s funny how it always seems to come full circle for everything. I have a feeling this has something to do with my true purpose. It’s connected with my father’s will. I know it.
What he said echoes in my mind, “Stop dwelling in the past and prepare your strength for a bright day.”
Gibberish without context, but with the riddles that we’ve solved and secrets we’ve uncovered, it makes sense. It must mean that he’s figured them out too. Has he known everything from the beginning? It annoys me that we might’ve been dancing to his tune this entire time. But that’s fine because the truth is what it is. I’ll discern for myself whether the truth is fact or fiction.
With that in mind, his actions don’t add up. There has to be more, much more. If our theory is correct, there will be a load of information at our destination. We’ve been there before and saw nothing. There’s already only a few who know of that place. It must mean that someone managed to stash a large amount of knowledge there. That’s what I want to believe. Otherwise, we’ve traveled to over a hundred different villages for nothing. It might be everything that the Humans hid, but who knows.
I arrive at ‘The Simple Forge’. Popular as usual; the place is completely deserted. He should thank me for staying a loyal customer, but he’s earned that much. I’ve always received fast, quality service from him. A part of that might be due to having few customers which is convenient for me. I owe him for setting me on the right path in the past too, so I want to support him whenever possible.
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He stands up from a chair and says, “Oh, it’s my favorite customer, Kai. It’s been a while. What brings you to Byzia?”
“Following a lead. It’s a long story,” I answer. “I can’t stay that long.”
“Well, you can fill me in another time. What can I do for you?”
“Maintenance on my weapons. Hold on,” I say and set down the sack of fish on the ground.
He walks over and takes a look. “What the hell are you lugging around a sack of fish for? That can’t be all for your adventurer group. That’s too much.”
“Oh, yeah. This is mostly for our…companion. He eats once every few days. Anyway, here are my weapons,” I say while unclipping my swords. I set them on the table.
“Companion? Don’t think I want to know,” he says and stares at the blades on the table. He knits his eyebrows. “All of these are your weapons?”
“Yup,” I answer with a smile.
“Two more than last time…” he mutters and briefly unsheathes them one at a time. “All Mithril nonetheless.”
He laughs and then asks, “You don’t possibly use all four of these at once, do you? The two new ones are lighter and shorter in length. It’s a different fighting style isn’t it?”
“I use all of them at once. Wanna see?”
He widens his eyes and stares at me for several seconds. His eyes point down and then up. He answers, “Nah, I think I’m good. I don’t want to know that either.”
I laugh. I want to know what thoughts ran through his mind. How does he think I hold all four at once? One blade inserted between my toes for each foot? Or clenching a sword with my teeth and the other between my legs? I’ll let it go.
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He asks, “How soon do you need this done?”
“A day’s probably fine. Plenty of time. We’ll be here for a few days. I recommended your shop to a friend of mine too. He’ll stop by after a few drinks.”
“Oh, one of your team members? So, is he the dirt-loving midget, backstabber, moss skin, or the—“
“I’m gonna stop you right there. We changed our team name recently, so forget our old one,” I inform. I don’t need him to remind me of our awful team name. The only change was the addition of another name, but he doesn’t know that. I’m cursed with bad team names forever. Is an ordinary name too much to ask for? I don’t want the name to spread any more than necessary. “It’s another long one. I don’t remember it. By the way, have you heard any rumors about Cascabel lately?”
“Not much about them these days.”
I figured. They haven’t been very active. Not since he’s made a public appearance. We don’t know whether or not he stepped down from Cascabel either. He’s bound to make another showing soon. That’ll be our cue.
“That reminds me. You could probably give the Phantom Swordsman a run for his money, considering you use four swords at once.”
I chuckle. “You’re right. I could. I met him, that’s how I know I could take him out easily.”
“You’ve me-met him?”
“Pretty much. I know him really well. Wanna know more?” I ask. He stays silent. Sometimes, ignorance is bliss. He knows that. I’m teasing him too much. I’ll ask him something else that matters. “What do you think of the Queen?”
“Hmm… At first, I thought she was too pure, innocent, and inexperienced to do the job well, but she has an eye for people. It reminds me of her father in his early days. With the help from Osmir and her advisor, I’m sure she’ll do well for the foreseeable future.”
“I see.” That’s good to hear. I’m sure she’s doing a good job, but having the people’s approval is important too. It’s one opinion of many that make up a whole. I pick up the sack of fish. “Well, I’ll be back later to pick up my weapons.”
“Sure. Take care.”
I walk out the door. So, it was her that was following me. A familiar face is hiding around the corner. She always manages to slip the guards and find me on the same day. I sigh. She never learns her lesson.
I think to the day we met. Now that I think about it, everything started on that day. He was responsible for putting me on that path too; beginning with the assassination of General Dae. A chain of events transpired that led to discovering my purpose. Did he play a role in every one or was it just a coincidence…? Or was it fate?
I would never have imagined that I would put revenge in the backburner back then. But, there are more important things to worry about. The world is at stake. All life could end as we know it.
I shouldn’t keep Rocky waiting too long. At the same time, I can’t ignore her now that I’ve seen her alone. I’ll have to bring her with me for her safety and educate her on how to hide from someone properly. I walk over to her and say, “Hey…”
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The First Hunter
The world has changed, and so have the people.December 31st, 2016, the day before New Years. Kim Taehoon was just casually shopping for groceries from the large store. But then, monsters suddenly appeared out of thin air. With his highly trained skills that he has gained from his previous occupation, he starts to hunt the monsters down and manages to win, saving countless people who were also in the mall.But there are more, and they don’t stop coming.Would he be able to survive till the end?Would he be able to beat the countless amount of monsters that only seem to get stronger?And would it just be monsters that he has to worry about?This is the story of Kim Tae-Hoon, one of the first hunters to rise during an era when monsters first started to appear.
8 664Euphoria [DISCONTINUED]
Are you limited by that which you know? Are you limited by that which you see? By that which can be realized? If so... Have you ever wondered what lies beyond understanding? An infinite concept. An infinite name. Implausible. Yet, still perfectly real. ... does this thought inspire rage to rise up from deep within you? If so... Then come along with me, for you might like what you see! --- Also, I'd like to keep these warnings below as part of the summary since having traumatizing content, horror and sexual warnings up top seems to not be enough for some people... WARNING - THIS STORY WILL HAVE HIGH EROTIC CONTENT/LEMONS BUT IT WILL NOT FOCUS ON SAID PORNOGRAPHY. I guess its 18+? I'd just put up an MA (Mature Adult) rating if I could. IMPORTANT - The chapters that have the heart symboal are LEMONS aka. they have at least one sexual scene contained within them. ... OMFG I CAN FINALLY EDIT MY SUMMARY AGAIN AND ACCESS THE DASHBOARD! Thank you Kanadaj and Necamijat! You guys rock. :D
8 161Arbiter of Power (Canceled and currently redone as 'Re:' version.)
What is there in the vastness of infinity that makes even Gods tremble in fear, Immortals shudder in torment and all under creation itself shriek in terror? It is simple, loneliness.Follow the wayward and apostate half of the one true God, experience his loss and grief as his world, his undying love, is torn from him. As he falls into the desolate precipice of solitude and gets his deserved solace as another chance opens up for him. His story will continue in the world of Asthea. A world unlike his own, with so much new to see, feel and love. But can he still rejig his closed off heart? Can he still see humans in the same light as before? Only time will tell.-----------------'But then came the call, another world, another destiny. 'Maybe I can... live on?', Hirahn thought, scowled at the blue world from above and sneered at the people that left his soulmate to die. 'Let's see how long you will survive without us... without me... without HER!', atrabilious Hirahn dived straight into the light, a tear flowed from his cheek and left a blue trail behind.'-----------------(HEYHO! First fiction here! I changed the synopsis since it caused major plotholes and was overall waaaaaaaaaaay to long.)
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To jest chat. Wiedźmiński chat. Chyba nie muszę wam dalej o nim opowiadać.
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8 139Poems
While in English exists only one word for it, the ancient Greeks with their aim for self-understanding and knowledge found eight different varieties of love that we might all experience at some point:1. Eros (Erotic love) - represents the idea of sexual passion and desire;2. Philia (Affectionate love) - friendship, love between equals;3. Storge (Familial love) - love between close family members;4. Ludus (Playful love) - the early stages of falling in love;5. Mania (Obsessive love) - an imbalance between eros and ludus;6. Pragma (Enduring love) - love that has matured and developed over time;7. Philautia (Self love) - self-love in its healthiest form;8. Agape (Selfless love) - the highest and most radical type of love.(Unless stated otherwise, everything except the art belongs to me.)
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