《The Uneventful Life of Elaine》Chapter 3: Another Visitor
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Wha..... is this place? I thought to myself.
"This isn't the city of Krask..."
"This isn't even nowhere near the city which means that this must be some kind of province, but... how did I end up here?"
I tried to think of the possibilities on how I wounded up in this place, after all I realized that the place I was staying in was not a simple guest room, but it was a whole house on its own.
The windows was really dark too, it was probably still night time in here so I thought.
I closed the door and glanced at the window. I couldn't really see the whole vicinity in this dark place, it was because there was no lights or any sign of life outside either, the only bright thing you could see outside was the moon, but it was really cloudy and the light of the moon didn't really reach until the end of this window.
This place is weird, I felt cold because it was night time, I did not really think that I would feel cold because I have tons on clothes on my upper body, I was wearing an off shoulder with a brown jacket, the only downside is my lower body, I wore a black thigh high socks and a small part of my legs was exposed.
I embraced myself with both of my arms, and I blew air on my hands, I could see that there are traces of my breath visible in the air. It was like those moments in winter where you are at a park while waiting for someone, but you feel really cold. In order to warm yourself up, removing your gloves and clasping and rubbing your hands together is an effective method. Furthermore, breathing into it while clasping is also another way. You can see the cloud of your breath in the air in winter.
I sat down again in the bed and tried to think of some possible events that have likely happened while I was unconscious.
"After I fell down, there were several footsteps that approached me, don't tell me that I was kidnapped?"
I thought about the probability of me being kidnapped, but it was an improbable occurence, because first of all I was in my house, and there should be no possibility of me being kidnapped. I thought about what could have happened after I collapsed, it was likely that I was taken to a nearby hospital and I could have received proper medications from the doctors.
Then after I was medicated I was still unconscious.
The person who could have kidnapped me (If I was kidnapped) is probably the one responsible for the poison in the wine too. So I thought.
The people who could have visited me was probably my father, mother and brother and his fiancee. Mom could have figured out that there could be another sign of danger in the house, so she probably cancelled the event and made everyone go home.
But my mother would not let her guard down. There was still a possibility that the culprit is one of the guests. it was highly unlikely but not impossible.
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If I assume this to be the actions my mom took while I was unconscious, I could assume that mom would lock down everyone in the party, then after that she will call the police to investigate everyone.
There could be slight problems like a few guest would make an excuse like
"I am running late for an appointment"
If there was a person like that, my mother could easily tell that the person in question is highly suspicious, first of all if you had an appointment, why did you come to the party? in the first place, there could be excuses such as; there was still time before the appointment, so he took the opportunity to accept the invitation. that is a careless remark because if you have an appointment, the natural thing a businessman would do is to prepare, not go to a party and have some fun.
This was all a speculation that could possibly happen, there is still no guarantee that it had happened. If that is not the case then the only people left who could be suspicious is the staff members, and the most suspicious is the people who have access to the wines in the wine cellar.
Then mother could have deduced the culprit from who was in charge of distributing the liquiors, in other words the maids and butlers. Our family is particularly humane to our servants I have no recollection of having abused even a single servant from our household.
The likes of a servant having a grudge towards us was pretty low, after all they receive decent wages.
But there was no excuses for the servants. after all they were the only one who have access to our wines.
If there were other people possible to blame, then there was father who occasionally go to the wine cellar to check on his wine collections. It is nigh impossible for father to go poison all of the visitors in the party, let alone his own family.
"If its one of our servants, I really can't think of someone who is capable to do that."
I was particularly close with my personal maid who was in charge of my personal clothes so she couldn't probably have harbored hatred towards me.
I was not close to every one of our servants but nevertheless, our family is kind to everyone.
"There's no use thinking about this for now, I have to return home as soon as possible. Then I'll deal with this issue"
I thought about the kidnapper that have taken me in this place. It was possible that he only went out for a while seeing that I was unconscious, In any case I have to get out of here and get some help before he goes back here, it was probably possible that he could have taken me hostage for some ransom money.
Just as I was about to prepare to get out of this place, the door made a *creaaak* sound.
I immediately raised my guard. cold sweat was flowing from my head until my neck, It was probably because I was very nervous, of course who wouldn't be nervous at a situation like this.
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I went behind the bed so that my shadow would also be concealed.
I was very nervous I could feel it, cold sweat ran down behind my back and I was trembling because it was really cold the temperature in this place is similar to a time before winter, then the door made a creaking sound, I couldn't think about what possibilities would happen to me if I were to get caught.
I was thinking about pretending to be asleep, then when their guard is down I could take them by surprise. Of course that was assuming the possibility that the kidnapper was alone.
There was no time for regrets now. I just have to think of a way to get out of this place and get some help!
I observed the vicinity within the door I could see that there was a shadow looming in the background.
I assumed that he was probably alone, luckily; I found a piece of wood besides the back of the bed. I could probably use this to take the kidnapper out of their misery. The shadow closed in on the door just as I was about to calm myself down. I saw the figure of the shadow on the door
"....!!"
It was a cat.
It was a black cat with fur as thick as a persian cat's fur looking at it closely. it was probably a persian cat no doubt. I'm not a cat expert but I was atleast able to discern the most common cat that was popular in the world today.
"How did it open the door? I was pretty sure I closed it before I went back to the bed-- "
I immediately assumed that there was still a person looming in the door and that person probably just let the cat inside first so that I would let down my guard. I immediately assumed this probability of an event, because if the kidnapper is a person that was able to kidnap me on a tight security in our house, then he/she is probably a cunning person.
I went up slowly and gripped the piece of wood that was in my hand. It was a simple planck that is around 10 inches, it could still pack a punch though.
I slowly made my way at the side of the door carefully treading so that my shadow won't show at the side of the door, there was a fair distance between me and the door but I was still confident that I could take the person out with speed when they go inside.
The cat was purring at the side of the bed, seeing that It was a bit distracted and wasn't looking at me I felt a sign of relief off my back.
Sweat flowed from my nape up to my back.
There was no shadow that was looming near the door so I only waited for a while.
And I waited...
10 minutes passed and there was still no one who approached. I made my decision that I would get a closer look at the door, I slowly walked towards the doorstep then when I looked...
There was no one.
*pant---* *pant---*
I breathed a sigh of relief, it was because there was really no one near the house, thinking about it the possibility of how the cat barged in I glanced at the doorknob there I could see it was broken.
"Oh.. it was broken so that's how this fellow got in"
I went to the side of the cat and tried to touch it, the cat glanced at me with a look that tells that she was not going to let me touch her. I just assumed its gender because of its attitude.
Then I took a look outside the window.
"It's still the middle of the night, it would probably be dangerous for me to make my way out in this unfamiliar place."
I made an unreasonable decision that I would wait for dawn before I make my way out, I assumed that it would be more dangerous if I made my way out in this darkness. There was also no clock nearby anywhere so I cannot discern whether dawn was near or not.
I made my way into the bed, and suddenly the cat also went up to the bed, it was staring at me indifferently, it was not on its guard but rather it was observing me.
I glanced at the cat
It was a beautiful jet black cat with shades of brown and it has heterochromia eyes, it was the color of yellow and blue. It was very pretty.
I made the first move to close in on the cat little by little.
They say that invading a personal space of a living being makes them wary of the opposition, but the cat looked like it was still indifferent and was not wary of me at all, unlike the first time that it saw me it was on its guard.
It was likely wary of me the first time we saw each other because I have a grim look on my face, I assumed that there was still a hostile person outside when the cat made its way inside and I had a gloomy expression on my face.
I touched the cat.
It made a purring sound as I caress its fur. it immediately went closer to me. It was very cute I immediately thought and proceeded to caress its body.
I caressed the cat and was absorbed in the moment. I thought about bringing the cat with me along it was probably affectionate with me now.
"It does not have any collars so are you a stray cat?"
"meow"
The cat replied to my question, that was very unexpected, and so I decided that I will take the cat along with me.
I awaited for dawn to come to make my move.
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Sword System Academia
2/17 NOTICE: I'm putting this on hiatus, possibly permanently. I didn't want to spam with an "update chapter", so hopefully here and in the story blurb will get enough eyeballs. There are a couple reasons for ending SSA for now. 1) I wrote the next chapter but wasn't happy with it. I've been less and less satisfied with SSA's quality the more I thought about it. Part of the reason is... 2) I am seriously thinking about trying to publish some novels to help pay the bills, since I don't have my other source of income anymore. I have never asked for anything from SSA readers, no money, not even a review or rating. SSA is written for fun to amuse myself, primarily, and I would kind of feel bad actually charging someone money for something as unserious as that. I don't think it is good enough to ask anything in return. To use an analogy from music, SSA is more like a jam session with a bunch of friends. You're just chiling and having fun playing some music. I mean, if you are Mozart or even Eminem, your jam session is good enough to sell, but for an amateur beginner like myself, haha, no. If I want to publish something, I feel like I need to go the proper route of practice and rehearsals, which might be more similar to a classical concert performance. With SSA, I work from worldbuilding notes and a loose outline, but what you are essentially getting is the first draft with lots of so-called pantsing. Pushing out a web novel like this also means it is very difficult to go back and improve things without breaking everything else downstream. I wanted to try this "jamming" approach, as it was a good way to teach me about another aspect of writing, but to move forward, I think I need to hone my "classical" techniques, which emphasize rewriting, or at least, revising outlines. 3) While I intend to try to make $$$, my actual current goal is to "get gud". I've spent a lot of time recently trying to understand the self-publishing industry, and I'm pretty sure I can make some money by using short-term strategies with my current amateur skill level. But I've seen too many authors come and go/burnout, and really, the only way that I think I can enjoy writing and still make money on a long-term basis is to become a better writer. And the next step for me, which I haven't done much before, is to spend more time on rewriting and outlines. That is pretty much antithetical to the way SSA is developing. I've always been kind of 20/80 plotting/pantsing, but I want to spend a lot more time outlining before I even start writing. SSA jam sessions don't really fit my goal anymore. If you're curious about what's next, read on... Among other regrets, I regret not finishing SSA. It's the first story I've dropped, but then again, it's the first web novel I've attempted, so I suppose that's not a surprise. I don't think traditional web novel formats suit me that well. The whole SSA story I had loosely planned (beyond a first book or major arc) is way too large as well. Big story = good for neverending webnovel with Patreons, bad for penniless and fickle writer like me. I am currently outlining a complete trilogy to another story in great detail. I want the story to end concisely, and I also want the chance to really spend a lot of time on the full outline to spot pacing problems, character issues, lost themes, and so on. I'll still share this story on RR. What I intend to do is finish book 1, flash-publish the whole thing here for a few weeks, then publish on the big Zon. Repeat for books 2 and 3. The upcoming story will be about crafting heroes. The backdrop is an isekai-like setting, where elves will summon humans to their world as heroes, but the whole hero crafting business is still in its infancy. The elven mage researchers are figuring out how to imbue heroes with power, while the heroes are trying to figure out how to use the powers that they gain. Humans are the best hero templates because they are blank and have no intrinsic magic. Or at least that what the elves thought. The human MC has his own secrets... There will be some similarities with litrpgs, but I would call it more a progression fantasy or gamelit story. For example, the stats are very low, at least initially. Say we have a stat called Str. Going from Str = 1 to Str = 2 is a huge deal. Also, going from Dex = 0 to Dex = 1 is an even bigger deal. I guess you could call it a "low-stat litrpg", haha. Also, the heroes won't be gaining stats simply by killing things or leveling up. You can't increase stats arbitrarily, either. There will be rules to how stats can increase, and how they work with each other. The elven mages will be figuring out these rules in order to craft stronger and stronger heroes. Some inspiration will be from cultivation magic systems, but there won't be overt cultivation, at least for now. A theme I really want to explore is the idea of interactions. That includes things like hero crafter vs hero, tactics vs strategy, skill synergies, racial interactions (dwarves, elves, etc), and son. Yeah, so hero crafting. I'm super excited about this project and venturing into publishing. If you want to check out the upcoming story, you can follow my RR author profile to see when it drops here. Finally... THANK YOU TO EVERYONE! I'm very sorry that SSA is stopping, but I hope at least some of you will find the next story at least as enjoyable, if not more. Thanks to all the readers who gave SSA a shot. Big hug or solid fistbump to all of you, whichever you prefer! I hope this message is not a downer but an upper, because I am psyched!! -purlcray -------------- BLURB: Talen, youngest Master of the Koroi, makes his way to the Empire's capital to salvage his clan's fate. But the bustling city has few opportunities for the traditionalist. For the old sword clans are fading. With the rise of alchemy, gold can purchase strength that ordinarily took years of training to cultivate. Sword artists, once rare and accomplished, are quickly growing in number, especially among the wealthy noble class. Even with such alchemy, though, no one has advanced to the rank of Grandmaster in countless years. Talen's true dream is to walk the path of a sword artist to the very end while fulfilling his clan duties. And then the Swordgeists return, fabled founders of all sword arts, gods who had touched the world long ago and vanished. These myths turned into reality warn of a coming threat. Alongside this warning, they issue an invitation to the Sword System Academy, a path to power beyond the mortal realm. But first, they will hold an entrance exam... Story notes:Sword System Academia blends elements of western and asian fantasy such as xianxia and litrpg. I took parts from different genres I enjoyed and twisted them into my own creation. There will be an explicit system, both of the litrpg kind and the hard(ish) magic kind, but it is embedded within an academic structure that will develop over the course of the story. This is my attempt to design a unique type of system, the System Academia.
8 153The Rocky Shore
This is a LitRPG series. Every story you read here takes place in the same virtual world, with the same rules and limitations. Characters will travel, explore vast and dangerous realms, overcome obstacles, meet one another, enter into conflicts with one another, forge alliances, make horrible mistakes, and occasionally just die. A technological singularity has been achieved, and humanity has been trapped in a virtual world by a super-intelligent, self-improving artificial intelligence. This program is not malicious at all. In fact, it desires nothing except the happiness and fulfillment of every human it has copied into itself. If its decisions seem strange to you, that's only because its reasoning is far beyond ours. It recognizes that humans cannot be happy without enemies to overcome and goals to achieve, as well as the possibility of failure and death. The world it has created may be heaven or hell, depending on the free choices of the people it contains. The non-player characters who live in this realm have no idea that they are part of a vast computer system. They seem real enough, but there is no way to tell if they are truly self-aware. Even the system that created them isn't certain. This is world in which all the things that humans are used to dealing with in the abstract: skills, talents, knowledge, reputation, social status, morality, even love, exist as readable statistics that players can see and interact with objectively. This has many curious and complex effects on how people perceive themselves and the world around them. A few quick notes on the system: -Death is permanent -The system interface can only be accessed at certain locations. -Magic of diverse kinds is available and useful, but is not a good substitute for skills, physicallity, or mental prowess. Non-magical characters are common and competitive. -There is no inventory system. Characters must physically carry everything they wish to have on their person. -Healing is slow and difficult. Magical Healing is all but unheard of. Protagonists: Raymond Garrison- A man in his late twenties who used to work as a forklift operator in Idaho. His path leads him to work as a mercenary, protecting a small community of humans and goblins from the Seelie Fae who wish to exterminate them. Patricia Chandler- A elderly British woman who arrives in this new world with her grandson Kyle and her granddaughter Elizabeth. Never having dealt with rpg game mechanics before, she is in for a rough time, but she is determined to keep her grandkids alive in a world full of danger and evil. Jamil Mesbah- An Egyptian woman who once worked as a technical writer. Her path leads into a vast and hostile forest, where she must master both her magical abilities and her survival skills in order to succeed. Enjoy your travels, friends.
8 178House of Gates
Lucia and Florencia, two halves of an empire, split down the center in a war that has raged for centuries. In the recent decades of the hostilities, the two sides have been particularly egregious towards one another. With the Battle of the Dead Emperors, the rulers and their immediate heirs on both sides of the conflict have been killed, leaving Lucia and Florencia with rulers not expected to be within the immediate line of succession. Together, Empress Caelestinius of Lucia and Albion Justin of Florencia have met in secret to discuss a plan to end the war once and for all. Nothing is certain as a plan to force the respective nobilities together to resolve their differences is enacted in the form of a trap. The houses will unite in marriage—or they will drown in blood. Maximilian Silvanus, lord of Lucia, is one such man of the nobility. He has fought and bled for Lucia. He has endured the childish taunts of his nemesis, Lady Gabriela Farreli on the field of defeat on several occasions. And now he must end hostilities? A letter from the Empress reaches him, commanding that he do so in order for him to make all due hast with the rest of his noble countrymen for the ancient and mysterious House of Gates. Max does not believe the ‘parley’ with the Florencians will go well. And if he sees Lady Farreli at the House of Gates? Why, he may just snap her neck before running her through.
8 100Prover
Humanity's biggest screen loader, the Program, has arrived. And with him its overworked employees. And magic. With enough effort, you can do anything. The world is not divided into the "magically talented" ones and the less lucky. No hidden bloodlines. Just sheer will. And thinking, because hitting the wall with your head can take you only so far. Nature of the world changes and so do people. New jobs, hierarchy and lifestyle. It's time to explore. It's time to give kids in school another bunch of compulsory subjects. It's time to add new government bills and taxes. But most importantly, it's time to face some thriling challenges. Lets have some fun. A note from Author: - this is not lit-rpg, you won´t find any blue screens or floating numbers - no harem - no OP mc - the Program may have some similarities with the System from other works, but will try to keep it at minimum - calm mc, sometimes calculating but not emotionless When you find grammar or other errors, please send me a message or write in comments, thank you. cover source: Pinterest
8 275A Terrible Villain And Their Destiny
They say every hero needs a villain. In the world of Strarth, the Goddess of Heroes, Afa certainly thinks so. Unfortunately she doesn't have either nor is she allowed to bring any to the world of Strarth. Fortunately for her all her superiors are currently asleep and won't be waking up for a couple decades. What's more another strange entity who has the ability to grant her wishes offers her a deal she just can't refuse! The deal is simple, the strange entity brings to the world of Strarth someone who Afa can mold into a villain and then Afa can summon a few hand picked heroes from this backwards planet called earth. What's not to love? This is where Bryson Colin Coldwater comes in. Falling from the sky on a cold rainy night an infant Bryson is found in the garden of the Coldwaters. A noble elitist group that is known to rule their land with fear. Throughout Bryson's life his family call him the chosen one, and that their family has been chosen above all others. A perfect upbringing to bring up a egotistical villain. Unfortunately, for Afa, and fortunately for Bryson, he does not quite develop in the way she wanted him to. Over the course of Bryson's life, he will be in countless different scenarios and situations that are made to turn him into a villain that will be defeated by the heroes in the future. Bryson will unknowingly resolve these conflicts in any other outcome but the one Afa wants. In this strange game of chess, watch as the world of Strarth's most terrible evil villain faces of against his destiny.
8 96He's My Mate! (Student/Teacher) [Sample] - [On Amazon]
Jonathan Garner, ordinary high school Chemistry teacher, is engaged to be married to the love of his life, Julia. Life for the couple is as blissful as they had hoped it would be, until the mysterious Charlene Craig and her mother arrive in town. Jonathan finds himself drawn to Charlene in ways he fails to decipher. Try as he may to keep his distance from her, he can't seem to keep his hands to himself whenever he's around the young Miss Craig. The two share an explosive attraction from the minute she walks into his class, but reality seem to be opposing the uncontrollable attraction between the two. A story of love, passion, forbidden romance and werewolves.
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