《Breaking The Game》EPILOGUE QUEST: NEW GAME PLUS
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“Ow, my head…” I said as I rose from resting on my back. My head stung worse than it ever had before. It was like someone struck me with a bat while I had a migraine. The pain only got worse as time went on. My hands unconsciously grabbed my head. I could do nothing but roll around on the ground and grit my teeth. Seconds felt like minutes while the agony persisted. My head was mere moments away from bursting. Then, as if magically removed, the pain subsided. I no longer felt the grueling sensation.
My previously shut eyes flicked open and surveyed the area. To my right was a dense forest. Tall trees provided shade for any wandering person. Various small animals skittered around as they looked for their next meal. To my left, a little more than a casual walk away, was a town surrounded by an impressive stone wall. Guards were stationed at the gate, but it was impossible to see any of the finer details due to the distance. Between the two landmarks was nothing but grasslands. A few horse-drawn carriages carried merchants and travelers along the paved road. Some familiar monsters bounced around the field, ripe for inexperienced adventurers to practice with.
“The fields? How did I get here?” I asked myself. The last memory I had involved speaking with Genesis at the Demon King’s throne room. The system wanted one of us to be the next ruler of the demon race. Evidentially, someone must have sat on the throne. I let out a sigh. Whatever their reason, I hope it was worth it, I thought to myself. Everything after that was a blur. Genesis must have asked where I wanted to go, and I replied with the place where I felt I belonged. This world. My new home.
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I was lost in thought, wondering what I would do first, before a familiar voice caught me off guard.
“Hey! What are you doing all the way over there?!” They asked. I couldn’t help but smile. That was the voice of one of my teammates. A close friend that I had shared many journeys with. I looked over to where their voice came from. The figure in the distance was running at me with a determined look. They were likely using a skill to get to me faster, not that it was necessary. I wasn’t going anywhere. I hadn’t even got off the ground yet.
It was then that my smile grew wider. Two more figures had emerged. One from the forest. Another from the town. The three sprinted to me in a frantic rush. Smiles were on their faces as if they’d seen their best friend after a long period of absence. To the four of us, less than an hour had passed since the final battle, but that didn’t dwindle our excitement in the slightest. Like a bunch of friendly dogs, my friends leaped onto me. It was probably more affection than we would normally share, but it was for a good reason.
“You had us worried there. I thought our quartet was gonna lose a member.” One of my friends said. The three were panting and needed a few seconds to recollect themselves. Were they really concerned about me not coming back? Under any other circumstances, I would have been hurt by the thought. It was only after noticing the time of day that I realized how long they waited. The four of us must have taken wildly different times to give Genesis our final answer. My memory was still hazy, but I felt a singe of guilt about the fact that I was the last one to arrive.
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“Sunset is around the corner. We should head back before nightfall.” Another one of my teammates said. They were right. We couldn’t waste our time on a nice reunion. That would have to be saved for later. The four of us may have been world-renowned heroes, but we weren’t in the mood to slay monsters in the dead of night. Then again, fighting the slimes that peppered the field would provide a warm sense of nostalgia.
“Sounds good to me. We don’t want to keep everyone at the tavern waiting.” The first person that found me said. They stretched out their hand to me. Together, we had been through it all. The four of us were more united than ever. Our final mission was complete, but it was far from our last. The Unnamed Team still had plenty more to do. More sights to see. More friends to make. A new life to live. My friend looked me in the eyes and asked, “Are you ready to go?”
“Yeah. Let’s go home.”
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Rotten Purity: A MHA Fanfic
(Villain Deku; My Hero Academia Fanfic) Think to yourself, just this one little question-"What if the Sludge Villain never got away?" (When a bottle doesn't drop to the floor, a world is changed forevermore) Izuku Midoriya was an ordinary kid in an extraordinary world; one of heroes, quirks, and promises of glory to all that dared to reach out for it. If you had a good quirk, that is. And destiny had that all wrapped up in a nice little package for him until something shifted. It was a minor cog that deviated in the clockwork of destiny, nothing significant in the scheme of things. But, as it turned out, even the most minor of cogs could cause a glitch in the machine. A fracture in fate. And what do you get with fractured fate? Why, who knows? The road he would walk upon in the future, whether it be one of thorns or sunshine, would be decided by him and him alone. "Life is composed of decisions and perspective. The scenario is irrelevant; one can dance in the rain or cry in it. Thus, the person we are and can become is a product of it as well. That is the very essence of life." Would he be a savior? A villain?Or something else entirely?That is the true question. Warnings: Gore, Murder, Suicide, Bullying, Depression, Self-harm.
8 188When Paths Converge: A MHA Fanfic
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8 144Sky Fall
This is the quest of a Trill young Jodye. Eyes bloodshot since the past still hurt him. New life formed, and it's only something like hell, Tragic little Jodye, it just wasn't in his sight well, On the night the sky fell were rivers of blood. The chosen one is frozen by the death of his loves. Death is just a journey when reflection occurs, Everything could vanish in the moment evil is spurred, And for justice to occur, you can't return as you were. Change is fundamental, pain is made to endure. Time is of the essence, our origin is a blessing, Once the truth is unearthed only heaven can protect him, He's a legend. ---- :Warning: This novel contains graphic scenes and content that some may consider traumatizing. Please be advised, and read at your own discretion. A retired meta-human spy has his whole life flipped upside down when a stranger disintegrates him with a magic gun! But before he can blink, he is reborn in a world full of magic, heroes, mighty pharaoh gods, and ancient titans. In the lowest realm of the Divine Universe, a young adult named Jodye Trill from modern Earth is reborn in a world full of magic he never imagined! In his first life, he was born into poverty in an affluent society! In this life, he was born into luxury in a cruel and vicious land! It's an unknown yet beautiful land of spiritual cultivation and martial arts but plagued by dark plots and evil techniques. Women are victimized, and used as tools! Once the destructive nature of the land extends to his own family, Jodye is unable to stand for the state of this world any longer."Strength! Without strength I watched my lover suffer. Without strength, I stood helpless as that same lover died!! Without strength, there is no respect, no love, and there can be no peace! I must be stronger. I will carve out my legend of strength to bring my world peace!!"
8 207His Innocent Fox... BoyXBoy
Little snippet of the story below... Hope you enjoy!××Willowed_Wisp××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××My breath hitches in my throat, as deep crimson eyes bore into mine through the inky, yet comforting, darkness, and a hand, pale and large compared to my own tiny little paw, begins to reach out for me. A tiny chirp of fear leaves my lips, as I scoot further back until my back hits the cold wall, and flatten my ears against my head." Come on Angel... We won't hurt you." The man soothes, his already thick voice, due to his sexy British accent, sounding thicker due to his long, ivory fangs that gleam silver in the Moonlight, as he tries to coax me out from under the bed.I shake my head violently, my nose twitching wildly, as my fluffy red tail curls around my dark brown paws, and I lower my head until my chin bangs lightly against the wooden floor. I realize, with a jolt of fear, that the Vampire is gone! Leaving Robyn and myself alone. My glowing amber eyes widen, as his hand suddenly whips out from my left, and closes around the back of my neck.I look to Robyn for help, my claws scraping across the floor, creating scratches in the polished wood, only to see the spot where he once was empty. I give a series of terrified yelps, as the man gently pulls me out by the scruff of the neck, and holds me up in front of him.My tiny, dark brown paws churn wildly in the air, my ears flat, and my tail waving around wildly, as he looks me up and down, and then pulls me into his muscular chest... Wrapping a small blanket around my wriggling body to calm me down.I begin to chirp and yelp softly, calling out to Robyn, as the man throws the corner of the blanket over my face, and everything goes black. One question rings in my head as I am carried from our home...××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××What is going to happen to us?
8 555The Due
Every sailor knows the tale of Davy Jones' Locker. That place drowned sailors are sent to, ever resting on sea's bed. Some tales recount of a ghostly ship, the Flying Dutchman. Many a story has spawned from these two tales. Countless retellings mixing in their own fictions. But all stories spawn with a kernel of truth to them, and the story of Davy Jones is no exception. Those who've met the legendary seaman and his ghostly ship might call him a ferryman, escorting the drowned to their respective afterlives. Others might call him a devil, meting punishment on those deserving. The true story is always slightly different. Davy Jones is a ferryman, but not one for the afterlife, as Walter finds out. No, Davy Jones manages those who die at sea while in debt, and Walter died with a lot of debt. Unable to pay, Davy puts Walter to work. The specter has just the job for the dead college graduate. Another god, Sod, needs an afterlife for his new world. Davy tasks Walter with the job. Suddenly, Walter finds himself having to run a fledgling underworld with little instruction from Sod. To top it off, the denizens of Sod's world have their own ambitions to achieve godhood, and they won't take kindly to Sod's newest employee shaking up the status quo. [Traumatizing Content tag is up just to let everyone know this will be a story that deals with different themes of death. Some of them won't be nice and so better to be safe than sorry.]
8 72sturniolo imagines :)
Basically I'll write imagines about the sturniolos(romantic and platonic) I'm a girl so the Nick ones are basically just friends imagines ofc. Okay have fun reading!
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