《Valdarus Burning: Rise of Spirits》Chapter 1: Crimson Droplets
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Clutching her jeweled dagger, a little girl creeps along the outskirts of the Blight, channeling a steady flow of Crystal magic to swirl a thick layer of fog around herself for cover. She keeps low to the ground and moves slowly to avoid detection from the Eye of Prism sentinels.
They keep watch with deadly precision. She can feel their eyes scan just short of where she crouches in the mist and suppresses a shudder. She calls them eyes, but there’s nothing natural about them. The creatures they belong to no longer have a will of their own, minds long burned away by the forbidden magic practiced by Eye of Prism adepts. Senses elevated by complicated spells woven together by twisted Shade magic, the sentinels exist to guard and kill. Their eyes report back to their master like an enchanted looking glass. If they find out she’s here, they’ll rip her to shreds, and she is careful not to move one fingerbreadth farther than necessary.
With a practiced fluidity, she reaches into the leathery taratarm-hide pouch bound tightly to her hip and slips out a dull, darkened stone. After glancing around one more time, she intensifies her binding with the magical realm and pierces her thumb with the dagger, rolling the stone in the crimson droplets. Within moments of absorbing her blood, it pulsates, and a deep purple glow bursts from its core. She lets her mind linger on the tiny cut as the small sting helps to settle her nerves, giving her a moment to settle before channeling a well of Shade magic to draw from. The pain is a welcome distraction from the knowledge that she perches one breath away from a blistering death, and this is the beginning.
The stone is all but humming, flaring a soft amethyst as she slides her dagger back into its sheath. She closes her eyes while cupping the stone with trembling hands, and ignoring the dread rising out of her belly like acid, she gently allows the stone to roll just a fraction past the slithering mist. She holds her breath and concentrates on shielding it from detection. An eternity lingers before a final violent burst of brilliance flashes through the dark, and the stone sinks into the soil.
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She rocks back on her heels, releasing the pool of Shade magic and the stale breath imprisoned in her chest. Pressing every ounce of her awareness to the edges of the vaporous panorama before her, she counts her fingers and toes twice over, but her pulse refuses to slow.
Silence continues to reign.
It is done. Her thoughts bounce around, jumping between hope and despair. The last chance to save her people rests with the outcome of one buried Deathstone. She almost crumples with relief as she releases her binding with Raiike, and the tension previously marbled throughout her body evaporates, every muscle turning to jelly.
On the verge of collapse, the girl turns and forces her dwindling energy into shaky steps, each one bringing her closer to the rendezvous point near the portal stone. Images of soothing bone broth and a crackling fire are her only defense against her rapidly numbing extremities. After some time, she leans against a massive cypress tree to catch her breath, its sharp but pleasant scent filling her nostrils with each deep inhale. The rough bark against her fingertips grounds her, soothing her frayed nerves. Channeling such a large amount of magic at once is draining under normal conditions, but doing so under the nose of an Eye of Prism stronghold is enough to bring anyone to their knees, and she has managed to remain upright while dragging herself nearly a kilometer back through the artificial forest keeping the Endless Ravage contained.
One more lunge brings her into a clearing with a shimmering pond, thirty or so yards in this distance. She can see him crouched at the edge where the moss-covered ground becomes a sea of red sand, waiting for her. Her arms and legs are lead, and her head feels as if it’s stuffed full of wool.
A hesitant smile spreads across her face, and everything goes black as the ground rushes up to greet her.
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Out of Foxes to Give
When you’re reincarnated as Naruto Uzumaki you do one of two things: cheer because you remember the story and are able to abuse your future knowledge, or realize that you’re in a world where they train child soldiers who throw fireballs and explosions around like candy and reasonably freak out. In a sense you’re either screwed or screwed but you know why. I didn’t really read Naruto when I was a kid. However, had I known that it would be useful in death, I would have! And I’m certainly regretting it now! ———————————— A definite AU for Naruto. I’m going to remove some parts and add some others for the sake of plot holes(so if something doesn't seem quite right it's probably intended... maybe), but I’ll try to stick to as close to how the Naruto-verse works. Also, say goodbye to canon! Also, disclaimer, I do not own Naruto as that belongs solely to Kishimoto. I do, however, own this story. Source for the pictures(as in I can't draw that well and they are not mine): Kurama:http://orig10.deviantart.net/2baa/f/2013/258/2/e/pup_kurama__nine_tailed_fox___naruto__by_dennismennis13-d6mfjuu.png Naruto:https://www.deviantart.com/byhatakekakashi/art/naruto-chibi-327169893
8 214Isekai Gundam (Reboot)
A reincarnated baby gets the ability to summon Miniturized Autonomous Mobile Suit Golems (Henceforth to be known as Mobile Suit Golems) as well as the equipment to arm them. Watch him go from a baby that grinds his stats to a man with a vendetta and the inevitable conflicts that come about from his lust for revenge. (I did not make the art.) (This is a fan made novel. I did not make the Gundam series, go support the actual creators of the Gundam series. GPlease support the official works.) (WARNING! THIS NOVEL MAY CONTAIN CONTENT UNSUITED TO THOSE UNDER THE AGE OF ADULTHOOD! DEPICTIONS OF NSFW CONTENT, WHILE UNCOMMON, DO EXIST IN THIS NOVEL! DO NOT READ SPECIFIC CHAPTERS WHILE IN POLITE COMPANY OR WHEN IN CERTAIN SITUATIONS! BE PREPARED FOR WAR, IN ALL IT'S HORROR, AND IN ALL IT'S GLORY!) (There are acts and opinions in this novel that I do not condone. Read at your own peril and watch out for depictions of violence, cruelty, exterminatus and more.)
8 114PRYMERS
Galen Scillian is your average college adult living in the city of Trinix. For the past half a year, the denizens of this city have been experiencing supernatural phenomena and a sharp increase in the rise of individuals who possess supernatural traits. These individuals are called PRYMERS. The life of our lead protagonist Galen, soon takes a wild turn after he becomes a uniquely gifted prymer, forcing him to face new threats with his newly acquired powers.
8 78The Bloodlet Sun
Two millennia after a planet-wide disaster, Humanity has once again taken to the stars, only to find themselves a late arrival to a crowded affair. As the mighty Thorian Empire sits temporarily stagnant reeling from the aftermath of a decades-old war, Earth has the opportunity to establish itself as a more prominent technological and political force. Would a resurgent Empire quash those ambitions once and for all or will it all crumble in the face of an even greater threat emerging from the depths of dead space? The Bloodlet Sun follows a cast of characters flung across the different corners of the knows worlds, as their intertwining stories affect the course of history and perhaps the survival of all sentient life.
8 110Cloud Rider
James loves his perch at the bottom of the ship. It’s the best place to watch the clouds slide by beneath him. Though, more than that, he enjoys the spot because it gives him a clear view of the Divers as they descend below the clouds to the ruined world beneath. The knowledge of how the world became a ball of dust and wreckage faded with time until it was ultimately forgotten. James doesn’t doubt the word of the Divers. Why would he? He wants to be one of them one day, after all. Nor does he doubt the word of Shamran, the fleet’s captain. But James knows what he saw—a flash of green through the blanket of white clouds. Not only does he know what he saw, he also knows where he saw it. So, when no one believes what he’s seen, James decides to take matters into his own hands. What he discovers may change the fleet forever and may pit the people he has lived his entire life with against each other.
8 93The Red Sun
Upon the assassination of the chief of goblins, the supernatural world falls into chaos as the secret they've been keeping for ages has now been unraveled. Uprisings, hunters and duels menace the whole race and threaten the existence of the supernatural world. It is now up to a group of warrior friends to face the anarchism.
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