《Sir Skelliton》Surprises all around.
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Most people would have been writhing in pain. Maybe struck dumb by the surprise attack. A least they’d be shocked to see their body pierced by two weapons. You, on the other hand, being an Undead Skeleton had a different reaction. Mainly one of irritation.
Ah, Gods are damned. Another one. Welp, dyeing is an inconvenience. Time to let ‘er rip.
Eliminate whatever obstacles lay before you.
Yeah, yeah, you’re getting to it.
Food?
You might.
Several ribs fall off as your would-be killer pulls their twin blades out of you.
Oh, scratch that. You definitely will now. Making you look weak in front of The Master.
Whatever your would-be assassin was expecting, it probably wasn’t you being able to retaliate. Your flurry of claw attacks was mostly parried, with only one managing to get through. Enough to elicit a feminine grunt. Not enough to knock them down.
Being ready this time, you doge one swing and managed to turn the other attack into a glancing blow. While it didn’t hurt or damage you to any significant degree, it was enough to leave you distracted for a split second. An opportunity your assailant expertly used to get some breathing room.
You gave chase, managing to get one final clawed strike before they retaliated. Enough to draw blood. Speaking of blood, you were still healing using your mystical type. Not as fast as you’d like, but hopefully enough to outlast the enemy.
Considering the fights' current circumstances, losing the surprise advantage put the winner in your favor. As far as you could tell, shortswords were ill-equipped to sufficiently hurt you. As long as they didn’t pull any other tricks out of their ass.
“Sonic Blade!”
The shortsword gets past your guard and pierces your skull. It doesn’t do that much damage. Not as much as it could, from the look on the assassin’s face. You’d smile if you had lips, positive you have her on the ropes.
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And then you hear a high pitch ringing. It gets louder and louder. Loud enough to hurt your nonexistent ears. It isn’t until your head begins to crack that you realize it’s coming from the shortsword.
You are too slow to stop your skull from shattering, disabling you instantly. The last thing you saw before you fell unconscious was the self-satisfaction on the human’s lips as she struck you down.
Fucking. Mages.
The fighting stopped.
Isha for her part was paralyzed, having been unable to move since her room became a death battle. If it weren’t for her mother deciding to wake up at that exact moment, who knew when she would have broken out of such a state.
“Mom!”
Isha hugged her mother tightly, grateful to see her alive if injured. Zaiyola just laid there in agony, her scratches and bruises radiating pain across her body. Being squeezed didn’t help the matter either. Pushing past that, she became cognizant enough to recognize she was in her daughter’s arms.
“Isha..? Where did you... come from?”
Whatever words she would have managed to say were interrupted by a high pitched yell from Jerald.
“Zaiyola!?”
Mother and daughter looked up to see the hellspawn shaking. Isha for her part was relieved to see her one friend has arrived. There was also an underlying feeling of indignation as he had locked her in her room without her permission. Her incapability to respond seeing as she and been unresponsive to her didn’t matter in her opinion.
“Jerald...? What are you doing here?”
Zaiyola on the other hand was less than pleased to see him. For one, Jerald had absolutely no reason to be in this part of the dungeon. Neither a guard nor logistics personnel, there were very few reasons he would be in the storage area. One of which is the fact that he knew where her daughter had been this whole time.
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“I-. How-. Why are-?”
Stumbling over his own words, Jerald found it hard to properly answer her questions. Whether because the cult leader had found Isha or because said leader looked to have been roughed up to an inch of their life, he couldn’t say. One may be on the grounds of an executable defense. The other meant someone was running around who was lieges stronger than a Level 60 Mage.
And the hooded figure came into visual range, it only added a chaotic situation. Immediately, several things occurred. Zaiyola stood up, a spell glyph roaring to life in her hands. Isha was once again paralyzed by the return to battle. Jerald squawked and dived out of the way of friendly fire. The twin shortsword woman bared her fangs, ready for a fight.
One was on guard because they just beat an exceedingly powerful Skeleton that had activated her alarm spell. The other because she just recovered from a fight with an Undead, who she had lost too, in the arms of her missing daughter no less. It would be safe to say they were both on edge at the moment.
Now imagine, in between all this tension and on edge feeling all present, a skull drops into Isha’s lap and has a Golden Duck engraved in its forehead.
Evening Master.
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Margrave's Divinity (Rewrite)
Power always comes with a price. Seventeen years ago, obsidian towers thousands of feet tall erupted from the earth near the world’s population centers. Strange magic accompanied their appearance—powerful and inexplicable abilities granted to lucky humans, called Embers for the burning in their eyes. Lyle isn’t lucky, though. When the recently-unemployed college dropout finally manages to get his hands on a Cinder, he is utterly disappointed to find that he will never be an Ember like his father or brother. Before he even has time to process his failure, a strange Ember shoves him through a tear in reality and into the cave of a dragon, where the titanic beast claims to be an ancient goddess of myth and legend. She has a gift for him, but it comes with a warning. War is coming. --- Posting Thursdays and Sundays at 8am Central. Confused about the rewrite? See my letter to previous readers here.
8 340Tellus Stirs (Previously Earth AA)
The year is 2030. Earth is dying. War, pandemics, overwhelming pollution, species going extinct, climate change, etc. The so-called human race has brought more harm to their planet due to greed; their increased energy needs were on a path of decadence even with their increased technological advancements. Tactical Nukes were already used in conflicted zones in the fight for resources. The conclusion was a deep and frightening hum unleashed deep within the earth, heard by every living creature, and with it, civilization has ended. Those who survived wished they were slain along with their loved ones as the dead didn't have to endure what came after. Others took the opportunity to gain unimaginable power and prestige as a new age began. Chaos reigned as per the prophecies foretold in the past. Those who did not believe knew the signs were actual; these prophecies were no longer popular folk tales. Such titles, the Breaking, the Rapture, the Malhama, and many others, came at a high cost. After all, every city or densely populated area had been hit with natural disasters that encompassed tsunamis, Earthquakes, Firestorms, Typhoons, and hurricanes. Power, food, infrastructure. All of it was gone and what came after was worse as humans were no longer top of the food chain. Yet the imminent destruction of the 21st century re-opened a veil that had kept the world safe from hidden dangers, or maybe it was the other way around. Time will tell. In our story, the Protagonist rises from the ashes of the apocalypse. A desert child soldier nurtured by tragedy and death looking for an escape to fill the void in his heart. By chance, in his hand, he held a blade with immense possibilities. Notes: (30.06.2021) - I have re-edited and revised the following chapters up to Chapter 24. - Changed the Title from Earth AA to Tellus Stirs. (3.07.2022) - Edited the Synopsis Cover Done by [email protected] (Permission Given).
8 162Two Collars
"Serve me and be rewarded.Do good and be blessed." These are the two core teachings the god ruler of the empire raises every child raised under. But how honest are her words really? Vermith and his now wife Yonnera spent their young days traveling the country as heroes and mercenaries for hire. With the decision to tie the knot also came the financial burden of settling down. Luckily for them, a massive military operation to a different country had just been commissioned by the empress, one that promised to pay out big for all who joined. The couple joined their last mission, looking forwards to the future they would spend together. But that future turned dark as the light of their god enveloped all who had pledged themselves to their cause. When Vermith awoke, he found him and his wife stripped of their freedom, their engagement rings ripped away and replaced with two dark collars around their necks to serve as reminders for the terrible curse that was thrust upon them. Full of vengeance, the man returned to the empire that had cast him out, determined to earn his wife's freedom and procure her a cure. That was 10 years ago.[winner in the Royal Road Writathon challenge]
8 108Ascension of the Strongest
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8 172MAZE - The Endless Quest
As all kids do, Hera wanted to be an explorer. Sadly when she turned 18, she discovered that her stats and lack of skills made her fail the requirements to become one, and she went to work on a bookstore. That should have been the end of her story. But when she wins a lottery to have her level up, she discovers a hidden skill and a rare one at that. The system gave her dream back, and this time she is not letting it go. ############################## The story is about a world where game-like systems are the norm. Everyone has a level, status, and even skills are a common thing. If your stats are good, you can also become an explorer, someone that ventures inside a place called MAZE, a dungeon of sorts filled with monsters, creatures, and things that the natural world is missing, such as magic and demi-humans. The story follows Hera, a woman who wanted to be an explorer, but her status were too low to become one. One day she wins a raffle that allows her to level up for the first time giving her the chance to achieve her childhood dream. It's more about how things work and what you can do with them than about power or revenge. The rhythm might be a bit slow for some, but that is the idea. I want to give sort of a slice of life feeling to most of it.
8 823✿ Khuda Ka Shukr Kaise Karun ✿ || HOW TO THANK GOD ||
||sPoiLeR||You will love the chemistry between the following characters. →_→Hakan, Aliana, Adeel, Hoorain, Idris, and Gulnoor are the main characters. Villian roles were performed by Dilara, Zoya, Junaid, Aslan, Hamza, and Altan. As the story progresses, new characters will be introduced.←_←♡♡ HAPPY READING ♡♡❥ A writer only begins a book. ❥ A reader finishes it. _ Samuel JohnsonName of the book: Khuda Ka Shukr Kaise Karon [How to Thank God]Author: Tasneem ✿ Language: English and Urdu (Anglo-Urdu)Translation: Available✓Genre: General Fiction/ Romantic ( Halal Romance)Total no of chapter: 10 [On-going]Total number of characters: 25■ This is my first ever book about spirituality, iman, tawakkul, and taqwa. ■ It's a tale of true love, twists, mystery, cute romance, fun, social, adventure, suspense, and thrillers. ☞The story gets better by reading further, and the more you read, I hope so:)✿ I would appreciate it if you would read, share, comment, vote, and follow me.◕ᴗ◕✿ Stay tuned!!! Also, please show your support for the #KKSKK [How to Thank God].✿ And thank you so much, my true readers, for your love and support.Started: 10.08.2022 (On-going)#KKSKK ||How To Thank God||_Tasneem ❥All rights reserved.Copyright © TasneemWrites9Ranking August 2022# 1 spiritual out of 30.4 K # 2 urdu out of 1.06K# 5 urdu out of 10.9K# 2 novel out of 391
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