《Ronny McKitty》48. Cold & Calculated
Advertisement
As they approached where Ronny thought Enzi would be, he decided to give them a warning, “Oh, by the way, I’m travelling with a companion. He’s a Demon.”
One of the group members responded, “A what? Sorry, I think I misheard you.”
“A Demon. I realize you guys probably dislike Demons, but in all honesty, that’s not my problem... And if you’re wondering, it’s too late to run away now.”
They were too scared of him to try anything.
Ronny called out to Enzi, and a little while later, he came out of a store with jewels in hand. Upon seeing Ronny and the clearly terrified people standing behind him, the Demon made his way over, “These are the guides?”
“Yeah. They should be able to help. Give them some food.”
“Sure,” he reached into the knapsack and fumbled around in it for a while. Eventually, he managed to dig out some bread, “Here.” Ronny took the loafs from his hands and gave them to their helpers.
“Alright people, what are some of this area’s biggest landmarks? Have any of you seen big fires in the past few days?”
The young woman answered, “Now that you mention it, I remember there being a lot of smoke coming from the City Hall a few days ago…”
She didn’t get to finish. Ronny cut her off, “Take us to the City Hall.”
“Uh, okay…” He was too decisive for her liking. She took started leading the group in its direction. It turned out that the Town Hall was located directly at the city’s center. Finding it was easy.
The building was a shadow of what it once was, but the remains were still more grand than anything surrounding it. There was an overgrown lawn surrounding it on all sides, and more than a few fallen statues buried in the grass. Broken stained-glass windows decorated the once great hall’s façade.
Advertisement
Feeling good about his chances, Ronny dismissed the group, “Alright, thanks for your help. You guys can leave now. We’ll get other people to help us if this turns out to a dud.”
The group left as quickly as they could.
“This looks promising.” Enzi kicked the padlock holding the gate shut. It snapped like a twig. “Time to see if she’s here.”
♦
Theo sat against a cold brick wall, hiding as well as he could. Just an hour before, the monster had stomped down on his estate. The entire Thelza family mansion—and all the staff inside—turned to dust in an instant. The shockwave destroyed from the impact destroyed anything that the foot didn’t hit directly.
He’d only survived because he was lucky. He, and a few servants, had taken shelter in a wine cellar, which was far enough from the stomp to avoid caving in. The monster hadn’t noticed them hiding underground.
Nobody in the cellar knew what the monster was. Theo had banned them from going out and peeking at it, so only they’d heard its stomps. Even so, all of them knew that the city outside was dead. Barnock was over, and all that remained was rubble.
It had been almost a day since the monster appeared, and from they could tell, there were no signs of it slowing down. With their rations split between the staff, there was only enough food to last a few days. After that, they’d starve to death.
Despite being the youngest in the room, Theo was the calmest. It was odd to him, but the calamity had left him feeling more capable of logical thought than ever before. The fact that Alice was almost certainly dead didn’t bother him nearly as much as it should have, nor did the fact that almost everyone in Barnock was dead.
Advertisement
He spoke with an even tone, as though he was completely unphased by the ongoing disaster and his panicking employees, “There are too many people here. We’ll all die faster if we keep splitting resources like this. Some people will need to leave.”
One of the young house servants responded, “But Master! That’s the same as an execution! You can’t be serious.”
“I am. Any volunteers?”
Nobody responded.
He stood up, “That’s a shame. I realize that my control over you people is diminished now that my Estate is gone. I can’t risk you people turning on me. That’s a shame. I’ll go on my own then. You people are dead weight. It’s shameful that none of you are useful.” Theo walked to the ladder and without another word, disappeared into the evening light above.
Advertisement
Fork This Life!
Now we've all heard stories about people who died and were born again with their memories intact. The form of the reincarnator changes from story to story: human, elf, orc, slime, vampire, goblin; you name it, someone wrote it. But what if you were reborn in the most common of houshold objects? What would happen if someone reincarnated as a fork? Involves: merciless fork jokes, monsters, magic n' all that stuff, some profanity, maybe some gore (i'll keep it light), fork philosophy, and if you got advice on where to go next with the novel, comment, coz I only got a hazy outline. Read my other novel here: http://royalroadl.com/fiction/13058/odyssey-of-the-unrivalled
8 176What LITRPG There is Only Needlework [Hiatus]
The System has come to Earth, the world is changing status screens are appearing but... Sui can't bring herself to care about that. The most important thing, is that the blasted appocalypse is cutting into her sewing time. Of course... maybe if it can give her some new abilities and improve her work... she can forgive that. Join Sui "There is only Needlework" and the two people who are willing to put up with her insanity, Aife "warrior in the making" and Trina, the "Why would you ever think this was a good idea" in the present in What LITRPG There is Only NeedleworkStory Currently on Hiatus. Has not been abandoned, but more time is being dedicated to "D.E.M.O.N.S Getting Summoned Weekly Isn't So Bad" my other, and currently main story Cover by Creadfectus https://www.deviantart.com/creadfectus
8 93Everyone is a Superhero! Apart from me
Welcome to Loktharma, where everybody is a superhero from birth. That makes Eugene De Lavet the most special of them all. At eighteen years old, he still has no clue what his superpower is. Loktharma has never been a fair world. There are Worldbreakers who were born to brandish the power of the universe, warp time-space, destroy lands and continents. There are Craftmasters who control the elements and terrorize countries with their might and wits. There are Commoners who are only gifted with power for the finer arts, architecture, military arts, or small-scale elemental manipulation. Even in an unjust world like Loktharma, there is always one constant: everyone is assigned a Flair since birth; the power to do something extraordinary. And then there's Eugene. He's been running around in a secluded forest since birth, training and sparring his ass off. While he can wield a blade better than most at his age, he certainly can't throw a giant boulder using the power of his mind, or turn his skin into diamonds. He has no Flair, no purpose for leveling up his stats, and no idea why General Rizeni Baggardo keeps him confined inside a forest for eighteen years. At least until Lord Pyro—the Craftmaster of Tailiah—unleashes his fury on the forest, searching for a treasure Eugene doesn't even know exists. On a frantic escape for his life, Eugene starts to realize he was a part of something he's been completely oblivious to until now. Along with his companions, Melodi and Azra, he travels the land and unveils the secrets of the world. [The story will be told primarily through the lenses of three main characters, with occasional side character POV chapters. It also draws inspiration from Japanese shounen. So only proceed if you're cool with these aspects.]
8 172Bleached Nightmare
500 years into the future, technological progress has stagnated. Wracked by a series of problems like climate change, lack of resources and the innate human lust for war, the geopolitical landscape of planet Earth is radically different, and quality of life is far from what it was in the past. While technical development and research into realistically feasible space travel has made leaps and bounds, this has come at the cost of a world that is reeling from centuries of technical stagnation in other aspects of life. The establishment of a mining colony on Mars has led to the discovery of a new, rare material called sarinium; though it is extremely tensile and durable, it has a very low melting point. The discovery of this metal leads to large mechanical infantry- dubbed 'Spirit Striders', they are six to ten meters tall and as famed for the pride they provide a nation as they are a lethally mobile heavy weapons platform. The story follows the character of Marilin, who must both figure the enigma that is her past, and what this means for her allegiances in the future. Despite her genetically physical frailty, she seeks to gain power through a vessel that will channel her wish to change the world- the Spirit Strider. --- I hope you all enjoy my work. This is a story that I began writing over four years ago in my beginning years of high school, and have cast aside unfinished in the past two years. Though it is not up to my current standards, I hope you all may find some enjoyment in it. Happy reading.
8 183Dungeon Tower Babel
This is a short story about a naive and inexperienced boy. A boy who thinks he is a man already and decides to test his luck in a dungeon full of bounty. Bounty in a shape of monsters, minerals and other resources. The things get tough and he meets a mysterious girl. Someone, he had never seen anyone like her before. The unusual meeting leads to an unusual relationship and his adventures continue. His goal is to form a party and reach the bottom of The Dungeon Tower Babel.About the fiction:The main protagonist is not OP. He is just average everyday guy so he will make a lot of mistakes and poor desitions.There will be some GameLit elements like [Skills] and [Monsters] but they will be very light.Some teenage drama can be expected but I will try not to overdo it.This is a short novel so expect around 50k words and ~2k words per chapter, (4-5 chapters a week).
8 72A Familiar Cat
On a dark night, in the City of Hapsburg. A Warlock is doing a spell. His intent, To summon a demon to be his familiar and grant him all the powers of the Dark Realms. For Power, Status, And Dominion. But that's not what happens. Instead, the Demon rips his soul free during the Ritual and banishes him to the body of the familiar he'd tried to place the Demon in. Before Running off with the body and vowing to turn the Warlock's life into a living hell. What ensues is a game of Cat and Mouse, with the fates of thousands on the line. And they're not the only ones Playing either. Buckle in and witness the duel of the century, Monsters, Magic and More await you like these two rivals battle in a winner take all brawl across the city.
8 111