《Making magic, Forging fame.》Standing up from slumber.
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I opened my eyes, the world was dim, out of focus and being pushed against the side of my face. My eyes stared across the inconveniently cold, hard stone floor. I place my hand against the ground in an attempt to push myself up; i succeed completing the hardest task ever completed in my memory and with the power of gravity to stop me floating away; I stand. The word focuses on becoming focused and reveals two things: firstly i was in a room filled with various items, each varying in shape, size, and quantities of dust. But all had aquired the appearance of degredation from the passinof time. And secondly there was two people approaching an arguement while aproaching me.
The first spoke with the hesitant rapidness that denoted unease: "...know what will happen when she finds out?"
"If she finds out. Nobody enters here, nobody checks here, nobody will miss what's here. I doubt anyone even cares what's in here." The second spoke with a nonchalant air.
"We don't know what's in..." His speach stops as he can see me and i stare back as i have nothing better to do. Any person would notice that the second person has a bright shining but cool looking flame dancing in his unburned hands.
Their surprise indicating that i am not meant to be here, there silence speaks the same for them.
Danger. I turn to flee, and run, and make it five steps before something wraps around my feet causing me to trip, and fall. The bindings continued to wrap around my body going from my toes to neck.
"Who are you?" with arrogant overtones, the calmer voice asks.
huh, strange i can't remember. "Don't know." i reply calmly like he lier that i currently am.
"How did you get in here?"
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How did i get here? Where is here? "Can't remember."
Whispering ensues. I Try to move and, with the wiggling fortitude of effort, manage to roll on to my back. The whispering stops.
"If you don't run i'll untie you." the first voice said.
"Sure." i stated. There was a pause then the rope was unwrapping around me. Allowing me to once more obtain the great success of standing up. I looked at them, both male, about fifteen, considerably taller than me, wearing satchels over their shoulders, both seemingly empty.
"Follow us." he said, i followed. They walked quickly.
"Where are we going?"
"To Her." The second spoke, as if it was a fate as grim as death.
We exited that room through giant wooden doors that stood silent and heavy, but opened just the same. Following this they lead me through a series of corridors, up four flights of stairs and two hallways before we finaly arrived at a plain door, and entered.
The room had a cylindrical shape and was warmly lit by a flickering light kept in translucent bottles hanging from the ceiling. It was furnished with several bookshelves around the walls, a few chairs, and a large oak desk. The two appeared restless in this room, as if the air burned their skin. "Sit here and wait for her to return."
I walked forward and sat on one of the vacant chairs. Then one of them passed me a dark leatherbound book and said: "Take this, we were never here." I looked at the book it felt heavier than it appeared, i looked up to question the reason for giving me the book but as i did, the door closed and I was alone.
I opened the book, it was filled with lines forming various stars, loops and circles on each page. the book contained no writing. I glanced through the entire book until the last page, the final circle in it's center was a single character that i couldn't read.
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That book made no sense. Were the circles meant to mean something? i flicked through the book looking for more characters or hints on what the purpose of the book was and found nothing else. I placed the book on the desk, and went to the bookshelves to pick another book, maybe one that i could read, mabe one that could tell me what that book was or why it was gift-worthy. I picked one, randomly from the shelves, one with words, and sat down to read.
As i opened the book, a small red crystal fell from the inside of the cover onto the floor, i picked it up absent-mindedly and placed it down on top of the circle book.
Suddenly, with a flash of light the crystal exploded, and i fell unconcious.
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Between Worlds
(This is a reupload of Sexy Space Babes, as it's easier for me to reupload the series in a new format rather than go back and re-insert the old chapters that were taken down while the first book was on Kindle Unlimited.) Jason had thought about punching a Shil’vati. Who hadn’t? Not only had the aliens conquered Earth with almost trivial ease, the seven-foot purple amazons also had the audacity to start running the planet better than Humanity ever had. He'd never do it though. He was a reasonable guy, just trying to get by under his new feminine overlords. Wasn't he?
8 158Diamond Jozu [French]
un homme se réincarne en Diamond Joz dans One Piece mais pas à la bonne période! Que compte-il faire dans ce nouveau monde dangereux?
8 143World Integration
Earth's inhabitants have long since grown accustomed to peace. With the rapid advancement in technology and modern-day medicine over the years, the average human lifespan has been increased. Some individuals manage to exceed a hundred years, which is more than double the average lifespan expectancy of those who had lived 100 years ago. And some of the Old Gods from the previous eras having forsaken their old ways of living a primitive lifestyle for a more modern way of living. They have decided to live peacefully hidden amongst the humans, under the disguise of an ordinary person. One of the Old Gods, [Loki, the God of Mischief and Chaos] has grown bored watching over the peaceful world. So he and the other Old Gods then transpired together to wreak havoc upon the modern world, and thereby started a second Ragnarok event to reset the world, starting from the bottom up... This story was based upon Yue Hajime's story [The Broken World] which was discontinued, with some added elements and plots from the novel [The Legendary Mechanic].
8 68The Royal Mates
Amorelli, a princess who was kidnapped from birth and sold to India, along with other royalties, as slaves of all kinds. She then makes friends with another royal princess, Zinniah. Every royal that is kidnapped has two qualities about them. They are a royal and have a special ability about them. But Amorelli has no idea what her gift is, nor does she know where she came from. Mordikai York, Prince of Russia, is a werewolf. He can be arrogant, rude, and selfish. However, one thing for sure is that he is drop-dead gorgeous. You would think with the last quality, he would have some new woman next to him so he could have his way with her later on, but the good thing about him - he is waiting for his mate. Amorelli and Mordikai. The way they meet is extraordinary. But finding out your mate is a slave, and the prophecies all around them are going to go awry soon is concerning.
8 139One Versus Destiny
Arjun Singh, a ten-year old from Chennai, India, is sucked into another universe. He has to fight extremists, get clothes, and defeat monsters. Magic also exists to help fight monsters. And that's only the first day. What will he do? How will he survive?Releases will be every weekday, and times are 7:15 PM Eastern Time. This is a serial that will never be taken down. If you read the first few chapters and think I copied He Who Fights With Monsters, the first three chapters are similar to the start of He Who Fights With Monsters, but it branches out in Chapter 4. [Participant in the Royalroad writathon challenge].The content warnings are more for minor things, minor enough that a fourth-or maybe third grader could read.A lot of chapters, particularly in the first 3 books, are unedited, and I'll try to get more edited soon.Covers credit to Asviloka.NOTE: I only publish this on Royalroad.com, and if you read it somewhere else, it is pirated and you suck.
8 236Switched
I'm not really good with BBS books. I'm still learning about them. And I'm still learning about their opposites or whatever they're called. ? sorry. I'm not good with descriptions.
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