《The adventures of a not-so suspicious individual》Chapter 8
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Chapter 8
A figure can be seen panting while also hurriedly moving along a road.. Panic is written all over his face.. the figure seems to be in-between a half walk and half jog.. While it seems funny at first there seems to be some sort of tempo to it…
A hooded figure watches from the distant forest. Hidden away behind the dense foliage and thick trees... the figure is almost completely invisible. The hooded figure's eyes sharpen.. "That is the empire's insignia.. is this perhaps a new footwork the military has implemented?.. It definitely is.. different." he mutters to himself.
"Hmm wait!.. Aren't these sort of situations those so-called chance encounters..!? Yes yes.. in time likes these it is best to befriend such people.. then I too can learn such exquisite footwork.. It may save my life one day."
The soldier approaches the figure…
"Ohh mannn I am soooo late." My footsteps are hurried and panicky. It reminds me of my days at the War God Academy.. "ahh yes I was late to class many times then wasn't I? But here I am, still alive and kicking so Fang there is nothing to worry about." I tell myself.
"I'm sure my superiors are really kind-hearted fellows…" "Hmm actually in theory I am already 'late' so being more late doesn't really change anything. Therefore whether I get there earlier really doesn't matter now then does it.." my footsteps slow… the birds chirp… sunlight cascades down… "Mmh yes lets just relax a bit, chill and you know enjoy the walk.." Taking a deep breath.. "Ahhh such a nice breeze.." A hand grabs my shoulder. "..!!" "Yeah nah…I'm definitely screwed" I think to myself.
I try to smile but my muscles cramp.. a wicked smile appears across my face instead. In the most stable voice I can muster.."um.. Yes what can I do for you?" The green-hooded figure lifts his hand slightly and takes a half a step back.. he gives a laugh.. "Don't mind me.. Uhh I was just scouting around.. It might be dangerous up ahead.. Be careful.."
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The scout walks away.. "What is wrong with you… you told the guy to be careful.. you yourself should be careful.. my heart nearly gave out…"the soldier mutters to himself.
I continue on in the direction the convoy was heading in.
Some time passes before I vaguely make out banners fluttering in the distance… "Okay there's the empire's camp… don't get nervous… I'm not late, I belong here" I repeat to myself. I keep my head down as I casually walk into the camp.
My eyes trail the ground as I walk… "Hmmm…?" A broken sword can be seen lying on the ground.. "An empire sword.. That's strange" I look up before noticing that the camp seems quite busy.. other weapons and armor fragments are strewn about… "Ahhh Ahuuu.." cries of pain can be heard in the distance… then for the first time I notice the camp is in a complete mess..
Soldiers on stretchers can be seen everywhere and are being rushed into medical tents.. I think to ask someone what is going on but then realising that such a question would imply that I was not here and therefore late. My mind wrestles with the problem as I become unsure of what to do.. so I just stand there awkwardly.
A tall dark-robed figure approaches..
To be continued…
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The Painter: A fantasy psych thriller and epic
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8 136Across the Realms [Dropped]
Disclaimer: I'll leave this on here for anyone to read. The last time I uploaded a chapter was nearly a year ago, and to all the readers who still kept their trust in me after I came back from my umpteenth hiatus, I am sorry. I will not carry on writing this; I started off without the correct foundations of a novel, nor commitment to fully finish it and I do not want to lie to you all once again. Maybe one day, I may decide to re-write the novel, with a new basis or at least a comprehensive starting point with many of the narrative errors cleared up; but, till then, this is goodbye. And, once again, thank you for the motivation you gave me. Even now, I see many emails come through with people commenting. Goodbye. A child blessed by the Astral. An unprecedented destiny. Watch his path, as he marches up the stairway of Heaven. A March of a Sovereign. [Adventure, Wuxia, Martial Arts, Fantasy] This is a Qihuan novel; it has eastern and western fantasy elements. More often than not in Xianxia or Xuanhuan there is a severe lack of character development, being a western writer I'm changing that. My characters, from my totally unbiased view, feel fleshed out and actually have emotions. This is my first attempt at a novel, I'm writing as a means to better convey my thoughts. I will, hopefully, steadily improve chapter-by-chapter. I'm very open to feedback and constructive criticism. As one can see this is a cultivation novel, so you know how this goes. I've decided to jump-start the whole rags-to-riches scenario. He is strong from the start and is given the utility to do so. *The cover art is not my own, all rights reserved to the owner. I will take it down if necessary. *The style of the recent chapters is comparatively different than Chapter 1.
8 98Year of the Horse
In the far future the descendants of humanity are moving back towards civilisation. A young warrior learns how to tame and ride horses which live on the far fringes of the forest near his farm. He hopes to export this skill to the larger country of his island but is foiled by their belligerent nature. Joining forces with them he discovers a secret third nation and unleashes a series of changes. He then finds that to achieve his goal he has to fight to the death against an unexpected rival.
8 205Myrr: Reincarnated Timemage Assassin
“A cute Half-Wraith magic tutor who hugs my worries away and tells me I’m a genius, a loving auntie who beats the way of the assassin into me while guarding me from demons, and a sperm-less uncle who can’t have kids of his own because he gets beaten so bad by said auntie. I…was really messed up in my past life. But with so much help, I think I might be able to smile in this one. This is a story about beautiful mistakes!” On Earth, I was a filthy-rich, depressed loner. I single-handedly bankrupted six casinos using my ability to see the future. My girlfriend was just using me for my money. I was just using her to appear normal. I trusted no one. Until that girl came. After I saved her...for some reason, I was reincarnated as a baby in another world. It seems I'm really good at magic here. But seeing into the future is a lot tougher in this life. And even if I can peek a few seconds ahead... I can't help but ask, "Why is everyone so freaking strong? I thought all girls were useless gold-diggers!" But seriously, I think I've been saved by every girl I've met in this world. My auntie hopes that I become a self-replenishing bank account...err powerful mage. She's willing to do anything for me, even pay for my education with her retirement money! Everyone here is so...selfless. It's really challenging just to survive each day. Life is way tougher than on Earth...but for some reason...I think I want to smile? [participant in the Royal Road Writathon challenge] # Pictures licensed under creative commons https://www.flickr.com/photos/[email protected]/16206019960 https://www.flickr.com/photos/[email protected]/35638801220/
8 248Losers' Club// one shots and smut
this is a book full of smuts and one shots of the Losers' Club. all the losers are aged up to 18+ unless stated otherwise in the chapter. this will be mostly the 2017 it cast, or the 1990 it characters (1990 very rarely).
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❝we are all searching for someone whose demons will play well with ours.❞quiet rituals and even quieter conversations; a collectanea.(© promethean 2013; cover by promethean)
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