《The Queen of School》Cliché
Advertisement
Have you ever seen an old horror movie where the setting is a haunted mansion? Well, yup. That's pretty much how the "library" looked like. The death trees, the antique looking house, the ravens flying around, the miasma, the thunder...
-WAIT!! Thunder?! Where in hell did that came from? It's supposed to be 8:00 am on the morning of a sunny day. Wait a minute why does it look like here is night? Since when the scenery was like that?-
I think I spent too much time trying to cool down, well whatever. Returning to the haun...ejem I mean the library. -The only thing missing in the scenery is a creepy sign saying "KEEP OUT" or some...Wait I talked too fast. There is a sign. Oh look it is even made with blood-
This is exactly out of a horror movie; it is kind of weird. -But who I am lying too. This is so fucking interesting-
As a good character of a horror movie I totally ignored the signs that told me to return, and that I could die if I were to keep going. The atmosphere was pretty much to my liking.
I arrived at the entrance of the building and as expected the creaking sounds of the old wood was really loud. The two big old wooden doors looked well... old. I pushed the doors open and took a step inside.
*step*step*step*
I was expectant to the thing that was going to happen next, but -Eh?! WAIT!! Why did the door not close by itself?! ARE YOU EVEN FUCKING TRYING?!- If you ask why I am so pissed is because a basic element of a haunted house was taken out. Won't you be mad if you receive a burger without the patty of meat? Well, I am that pissed right now.
Advertisement
-Ghost or whatever that is inhabiting this building try a little more, will ya? If you are going to have that kind of scenery and making me expect something to happen at least have the decency to do it. Do your job will ya?-
~~~
If a ghost were to hear what Jason just said they would be glad they are I dead because if they were to resurrect, they would die again by blood loss.
~~~
It was pretty common on the inside. You could say the stereotypical abandoned house. A once-white-now-gray fabric covering the once-usable furniture; it seems to be a pretty old building since from the walls kerosene lamps were hanging. The weirdest thing was that there were not any pictures of people, kinda of a letdown, but still, the atmosphere was morosely good. All the doors were locked, I know because I tried to opened them. Finally, at the end of the hall, one door was open, I entered, and it was like a kind of storage. Oh, and if you ask why there are no books if this is supposed to be a library, well, I would also want to know!
-OH.MY.GOD. Is that what I think it is?- In a corner of the room was a trunk that was totally sealed with chains. -If I were to follow common sense I should run far, far away from here when I see this signal, but since the setting is good let's go with Hollywood's common sense. Usually, there the key for the lock should be near it, but I would need to search for it...fuck it- the chain was not that resistant anyways. It was old and rusty, so only with a bit of force, the chain gave up.
When I opened the trunk, the only thing that I found was unsurprisingly a book that was covered with paper full of a language that was incomprehensible, but magically the world was translated into my brain
Advertisement
For the one how sinned
and the others wronged
sealed he got
but the others never forgot.
To the ones he gave
he would depend
if freedom he wants
help he should ask.
the one to the rescue will come
but from the others won't want
Enki free would be seen
and to the one, curses would arrive.
-So...basically if I unwrap this book and free this Enki I would be cursed by the gods. Usually is a demon the one that is sealed...-
*rip*rip*rip
And nothing happened; I waited a couple of seconds when I suddenly had an idea. I bit my finger and a drop of my blood fell on top of the pages, at the same moment I felt a little pain in my arm, and when I looked a mark was there. -Wa..well, at least it looks cool- Meanwhile the book shined, opened by itself, and it selflessly began to narrate the story of why the God Enki got sealed. Long story short, it was about Enki, the god of intelligence, crafts, mischief, water and creation, played a prank on the gods that they didn't like and so he was sealed. As for what he did well even, I would not like it. Imagine to steal all the things that you use in your daily life and exchange them to the humans for offerings to him.
Then, it suddenly disappeared. -Oh~ here comes the big ones- One second, five seconds, ten seconds...-WHY IS NOTHING HAPPENING?!! Aren't the Gods supposed to curse me?!- Just when I finish talking water that came out of nowhere began to form a ball in the air. The ball grew bigger and bigger until it popped and from within a man with light blue hair, and skin like the most precious pearl. When he opened his eyes they projected a turquoise light.
-Ok, the light show was pretty amazing, but who the hell are you? Oh yeah, you should be Enki- He was a total disrespectful deity (?) he totally ignored me when I was talking to him.
-W..Where I am? and how are you?- A voice that was as smooth as running water. Tsk, why does he look so perfect? I am sure he has a fatal flaw that would be very embarrassing.
Well, whatever, I will be stuck in here for four more years, so why don't have a conversation partner. -Hello, my name is Jason Corvus, and welcome to the 21st Century. Short summary, the Mediterranean era is long gone, so that means now nobody venerates you, remember the prank you made to the other gods, well they sealed you for around 2556 years, we are in what is supposed to be the library, but I don't see any book, but here we are. Any not so obvious questions?- I said as I looked at him. The impact could be seen in his face, well if you are sealed for 2500 years and then an stranger told you something like that you will freak out.
-....Well, actually I have a question.- He is not as affected as I thought. I can see that he is a god after all.
- What are your three sizes?-
Advertisement
- In Serial24 Chapters
Core and Guide
A story about the awakening, and subsequent life, of an ordinary Dungeon Core. Along with a Guide, their only goal is to survive long enough to become the greatest Dungeon. How can an ordinary Core accomplish this when facing off against the world's ‘chosen’? Those who rush to his home for riches, glory, and everything in between. This Core knows one thing, though. Not every Two-legged freak that walks into their Dungeon can be a Hero. Authors Note - This will be my first attempt at writing, and any criticism is welcome. If you see any grammatical mistakes please let me know. I hope you have as much fun reading this as I will writing it.
8 136 - In Serial36 Chapters
Hallowed
Avenel is a fabled assassin now retired to a life of solitude. Deena is a sheltered village girl unaware of her own heritage. When tragedy leaves Deena orphaned and homeless, the two embark on a journey across the continent, bound together by Avenel's promise to keep Deena safe. But when a prophesied sign of the end of the world appears, their journey becomes about more than just the fate of a single girl.
8 459 - In Serial41 Chapters
A Hero's Song
Gabriel lived his whole life in an underground lab, surrounded by people who only sought to use him - tricked into believing he was broken from birth. Trained to be a killing machine, he never thought he could live a different life until one unusual day. Accepting the risks, he decides it's time to escape. After being invited to join the Sentinels, the guardians of justice, Gabriel learns that - like the lab - not everything is as it seems in the outside world. What he doesn't know, is that his actions will change the fate of the universe as we know it. This is Gabriel's Song. All Rights Reserved D.L. Schrader
8 180 - In Serial27 Chapters
Resources
RESOURCES [cover design by DarkAngelGraphics] Want some resources? From pngs, to psds and more, here to help you, you can find everything and more in here!
8 122 - In Serial131 Chapters
Dungeon Building For Beginners
Mobs die. This is truth universally acknowledged by anyone who has ever played an RPG. But not all of them want to. Follow a young Drakeling on his path to no longer get fed his own legs by over leveled fighters; his path to finding a home in the brutal world of Arkus; and maybe even his path to true love!.. nah. Fair bit of smut though! This is a migration fic from CHYOA, and as such has quite a lot of mature content in it. Also, this story is told in 2nd person. You have been pre-warned.
8 483 - In Serial126 Chapters
Band of brothers images
Band of brothers Images Some smutRequests closed
8 169

