《Shut Up: You Nymphomaniac Evil Sword》wake up
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" It's said that the first of the ancient demons were born out of the uncontrolled negative emotions such as anger and hatred of the creator god and as soon as they were born, they became independent entities capable of destroying and devouring the god himself.....
hmm...why am I yapping some crappy prologue like some old granny or a useless author..... I have been bored to death, in this fucking cave..... when will my evil, handsome and bastard prince charming come and save me from my virginity... oops my tongue slipped .....again, when will my evil, handsome and bastard prince charming come and save me from this evil cave and my solitude.... I want to kiss him and xxxxxxxxxxxx...
Hah, that son of a bitc...h... he locked me up in this fucking cave and went to enjoy himself, I am going to cut out his dic...k first, if I ever see him again then xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx.…
now I feel a little relieved after my daily cursing and daydreaming.... still this empty cave, I wonder how the world outside would have developed, will there still be romance and xxxxxx, or would the people have completely changed.... "
whoooosh.…
plop..... splatter.…
" What the hell..... here I was hoping for a handsome evil stud and I get a burned down corpse... yuck, I want to vomit all of a sudden…"
" Wait, this ugly corpse seems to be still alive..."
...
Two hours passed by.....
Samuel was in a dream like state. In the dream he had become a black statue, which was sitting cross legged but unable to move. Even his eyes felt like rocks and shut close.
For some unknown reason he was feeling very hungry and as time went by the hunger was increasing. Unable to control his intense hunger he tried to open his mouth to swallow some air, he wanted to have at least the feeling of swallowing something into his mouth.
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With his intense will he was able to open a small portion of his mouth. But as he opened a small portion something entered his mouth, it was a liquid that tasted like the sweetest honey, bringing with it a very special satisfaction, with this he tried to open his mouth wider.
More liquid entered his mouth, refreshing his whole body and energizing it but for some unknown reason he was still unable to move, or open his eyes.
But if someone was to take a closer look inside the open mouth one would find instead of normal teeth, it was filled with sharp white fangs which gave off a dreadful feeling...
....
After the passage of an unknown amount of time, Sam woke up.
The lonely voice " he is waking up, he is not as handsome as I imagined, neither does he have that evil handsome bastard aura.... he just look like an ordinary youngster.... but I have all the time in the world to mold him into what I want him to be... hehehe... let me pretend to be an ordinary sword for now ... when he comes near me I will start with the dramatic first appearance.... something like the long lost holy sword embedded into the stone, which can only be removed by the worthy one ...."
Hmm…
Sam "Aahhh.... My head hurts like hell... I am feeling drowsy, my eyelids are so heavy... I have forgotten something important.. Yes the lightning.."
Boom..
Sam jumped up and opened his eyes wide.
" Weird, I should have died. That kind of lightning, even thinking about it gives me goosebumps...
Wait, my body seems to be completely fine and I think my body has grown bigger and taller, and these sturdy muscles I think I can wrestle with an elephant, after feeling the energy coursing through my body.....
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Wait, this small crater did I make this when I woke up.. Wow, I have become superman...
Have I reincarnated like in those novels and my soul entered the body someone else... Hmm... Why don't I find any foreign memories of the previous owner in my brain.
No, the dress I am wearing is the same burned dress from before the lightning strike and I have this strong feeling that this is my own body...
Wait, there is a pool.. The place I am standing now, was also a part of the pool.
But the water has gone dry in this area with only very less left....
Wow this water is golden brown... Is this the water I drank in my dream, Is this one of those immortal pools, drinking from which makes one immortal.
Maybe that is how I survived... Golden light that is emitted from the pool is what is lighting the surroundings, but I have the feeling that even if I was in the dark I could still see..
I can feel a special kind of energy from this water and I can also feel the same kind of energy inside my body, it's coursing through my whole body and strengthening it beyond human limits, did I absorb this energy from the water..…"
Lonely voice " This dumbass he didn't even notice me ..... And is he going to keep describing each and every stone in this place, Is he some travelogue writer or something that I have heard of before... I hope he is at least a beast in the bed ... hmm.....using even a little of my power is taking so much effort, but the language that this guy speaks, I have never heard of it before ... this must be some new language developed in the outside world.
If only I had my full power, I could have read all his memories and know how the current world looks like....
Thankfully I have the super power to understand any language or emotions, even from non living beings and it doesn't use much power.... hah such a great talent like me being wasted in this god forsaken cave...Maybe I should give him a little suggestion... "
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The Stars Have Eyes
The universe was a vast, empty, dark, and uncaring place. Then life happened, and the universe was changed forever. Only a teeny-tiny bit, but definitely different. Then again, the universe changes a teeny-tiny bit every second of every day. For instance, if someone were to get off the couch and randomly drink a glass of milk? Bam! One less glass of milk in the universe. Changed forever. Well, excluding any time-travel shenanigans, but anyone who puts a big old hole in the time-space continuum just to un-drink a glass of milk should really reevaluate their priorities. Unless, of course, they were attempting to prevent some massive catastrophe vis-a-vis said glass of milk. Such a scenario is by no means impossible, as one should never underestimate the importance of calcium. Another important tip for any life forms out there is to keep things in perspective. Some look at the vastness of creation in relation to themselves and go, ‘Man, this sucks!’ These people really need to narrow their focus. Sure, they will never affect anything happening on the other end of the galaxy, but so what? That’s way the heck over there, where it doesn’t matter. Therefore, in order to maintain a healthy mindset, it is important to narrow one’s perspective to the things and people that affect them, and that they can affect in turn. But what happens if one is an unfathomable cosmic being from beyond the veil of reality? What happens when such an existence is capable of influencing entire swathes of the universe just by its presence? A creature such as Magh'rathlak the Observer? That particular entity is only about average as far as reality-warping creatures from the dawn of time go, so its influence over the fabric of reality is rather limited. And it still struggles to keep things in perspective. That, among other things, is why it decided to narrow its worldview a bit by compressing the maddening vastness of its being into a single corporeal form. Magh'rathlak had never tried such a feat, but that wasn't about to stop it. After all, how hard could being human possibly be?
8 183Uralter
He fought his way to the top. His birth was lowly. His life had been insignificant. But his will to survive was unwavering. One day, his soul merged with an unknown existence. From that point forward, he was destined for greatness. Each step of his path was marked with danger, but he did not stop. From nothing, he rises with an era of legends.
8 202Arthur ReD
My name is Arthur.I was murdered five years ago.Instead of dying, I wound up in Hell. To survive there, I had to make myself more than what I was. I had to forge myself into a weapon.And now I have returned. Not as the naive boy that I was, but as a man who will exact his vengeance.This is my story.Cover credit: nerdist.com
8 91The Necromancer's Notebook
Typist's Note History of File #004789301: -Original stored in filing cabinet of one Detective Greary of Arkham police department until death in 1913 from heart attack, then moved to “Cold Case” cabinet in main office. - Originals relabeled “Case File #0003876: Evidence: Open” and moved to APD sub basement one, cabinet 08. July 8th 1925. - Box labeled “Case File#0003876: Evidence: Open” moved as part of district consolidation to Boston Police Headquarters Retention Room 10, row 9, shelf 5. April 30th 1975 - Contents of Box labeled “Case File#0003876: Evidence: Open”, reviewed by Retention Clerk Casey Damaset #11238 and labeled for removal. Contents of original documents typed by #11238 and refiled as document #004789301 in Final Retention cabinet January 2nd 1993 before originals were destroyed. Originals comprised mostly of handwritten notes stored loose leaf in a box with no discernible organization or order. For the most part seem to have been pulled from the same notebook approximately two inches by four in dimensions, bound along the spine like an old pocket book. No indication was made anywhere of the manner in which these documents came into the original officer’s possession. They have been recorded in the order in which they were found, with appropriate notes included to indicate where materials have deviated from the norm. Priority for retention: Low. Labeled for destruction at Final Retention Cycle end 2010. To read in full: Click here. Or start the first chapter.
8 151Dust and Glory
A century after World War III left the planet a nuclear wasteland, earth is nearly unrecognizable. Alien ‘Benefactors’ have taken control of North America’s most populous cities and built indomitable walls around them, defending their inhabitants but trapping them under a totalitarian rule. Outside these citadels, chaos reigns, led by the mutants of the wasteland; cultists, raiders, and canibal clans. Glory, a rogue android, is roaming the wastes after escaping her sadistic “father”. Alone and reeling from the effects of a previously sheltered life, her only ray of hope is Reza City, built upon the ruins of what used to be Phoenix, Arizona. True, the Benefactors have a strict ban on self-aware artificial intelligence in place, but that should only prove an issue if they realize she’s an AI. The real problem is what lurks outside the city: over a million square miles of harsh, unyielding desert. And slinking between the dunes and the fissures are the mutants, looking for an easy victim.
8 377Tomorrow
နင္ ခ်စ္တာ ငါလား သူလား ေသခ်ာေတြးပါ Ros....#crd_From_Op
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