《Rise of the Undead king》Rise of the Undead king part 17
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'Jacob it's so unfair that I should suffer under this cold, and you are standing unfaced by it.'
'I can't argue with that, but I don't see how I can keep both your hands warm as we walk. Wait! you can wear my gloves over your own.'
I thought it was sort of genius, but she gave me a look which said you are hopeless.
She took my offer and put on my gloves after a little while she smiled as she looked at them. 'They are pretty comfy actually.'
I looked at her and smiled, it made me happy when i saw her as she was now, carefree and more beautiful than anyone else. When I returned my gaze forward, 'ah, there he is.' We saw a small man wrapped in a blanket, sitting on a chair at the side of the lake. Fishing rod in hand.
As we came closer, he seemed to notice us. 'Jacob good to see you! Ow and you brought Vel, what a nice surprise’ He must have really liked us coming by because he was smiling from ear to ear as he spoke.
We came closer and I simply said 'Hey old man, did you catch anything today?'
'Just an old shoe and some small fry'.
Vel looked at him with pity in her eyes. I said something along the line of 'Ah, tough luck, I'm sorry to hear it.'
It pained me a little as well, the old man was already very thin so it might make his health worse.
Vel said not able to suppress the worry in her voice 'Anything we could do to help you?'
'No, no, no, Vel you know I don't want your help. I appreciate your concern but let the old get old. You youngster should focus on yourselves since it isn't easy to get old.'
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Vel gave me a little look, which said "if he only knew".
'Okay old man, but you never accept it. And it can't be that you got this old by refusing help all the time.' I said. He looked at me with a serious face saying. 'Jacob, some advice. People don't help for free. There is always a catch, especially when they have enough. Of course, you two are exceptions. And I like to be stubborn, it's one of my last pleasures.'After he said that, he sounded more like a sad old man than a grumpy one. It was nice to see him doing quite well for his standards. The sun was setting already. 'Should you not be going it will be dark soon.' Vel said. 'You’re right child, but I think if I will sit here just a little longer, then I will catch something really good.' He answered. Vel looked at him, again with the same face of pity, he didn't seem to notice.
'Well, good luck old man, we'll see ya.' I said as we walked. Vel waved to him as we went. It was common for him to sit there, even in the dead of night.
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Shadow Overseer
He never had a name. People had names, not lab rats. The reason for his existence was to further science and die somewhere along the way. "Subject Five" was what they called him. Under the name of science, they tormented him and derived a sick pleasure from his pain. His dark life had a single solace in the form of his brothers and sisters sharing the same fate. Helping them escape cost Five his life, but he was happy knowing he did something for himself. After waking up, he finds himself as the son of a noble in a marvelous world filled with magic. In his second chance at life, he vows to protect himself and his family from anything that threatens to destroy his peaceful life. Follow Five on his path to supremacy. ********** This is a LITRPG novel, with the system playing a crucial, but supporting role. It isn't omnipotent and has definite origins which I'll explain later in the story. Another important aspect is world-building and crafting. I'll go into quite a lot of detail on both of them.
8 111Genesis
Taryn is a mutant in a world where mutants are considered no more than monsters in human skin. The descendants of the gods rule as mortal Kings and the entire world waits for their fates to be decided in the prophesied battle between the Last Lothor King and the mutants’ Dark Prince. But Taryn believes this is all fantasy, born from legends and myth. There are no gods; only mutants who don’t know how to use their abilities, and middlings who are too afraid to even think that they should learn. Taryn is determined to change that.Her plan is a simple one: win the King to her cause and the faiths of the masses will compel them to follow. It should have been an easy enough task; the King doesn’t seem to believe in the prophecies any more than she does. But soon the ambitions of a criminal empire, the plots of warmongering officials and the looming threat of a violent faith movement begin to erode their fragile relationship and derail her plans.Can the two of them reconcile in time to prevent a civil war or will their inability to work together bring about the very thing they’ve fought so hard to avoid?
8 292Verlorene Seele(dropped)
The everyday life of a 13 year old school boy. Or not.The everyday life of a 13 year old school boy who is a king of another world, a natural born genius and a very eccentric immortal. Slow progression, random updates, OP mc.NOTE: This is just me writing out perfect scenarios in my head of my very normal everyday life and my fantasies. Also my first project
8 359The Divine Rite: A Warhammer 40,000 Fanfiction
My name is Katherine of the Nine. Some of you may have heard it before. For some, it may be a beacon of hope. For others, an icon of terror. For all I hope it becomes synonymous with truth. Not an easy one, not a pleasant one, but the only truth that you need ever know. Know that whatever I say here today, and whatever you believe about it, you will leave here wiser than you arrived. Whether you decry my words as heresy against your God Emperor, whether you spread this creed to your fellows, or whether you follow me from this world and into the wider galaxy, you go with my good will. We are brothers and sisters in the seeking of truth, and your path is for you to determine.Do not keep me from my path, and I shall not cut yours short. But know this. Chaos has come for you, to free you from the yoke of the Imperium. Many will see this is true. Many will join us in our mission.And you have but one life to decide which gods your soul will enter the care of.
8 69PSYCHO [COMPLETED]
"Did you forget me? Did you forget what you did to me.. for a stranger you don't even know?" The rough voice gives chills down Wendy's spine."I know. And I will keep protecting him."
8 72Jam Fest Book Club
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