《The Dungeon of Miracles》Repetition
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I lashed out at the golem headed towards Koda. I connected with some weight behind my swing, but the resulting spin was impossible to direct. The little golem would shift its feet or push off the ground right before impact to make its path uncontrollable. We took turns bashing it and sometimes falling down after a sloppy retreat.
We circled around it, honestly just whacking it and hoping that the consequences would be something that we could deal with. Our reflexes were, surprisingly, enough to handle it so far. Though that was because the golem spun somewhat randomly so we sometimes only had to make a short step to dodge. There was fear in my mind that a blow would directly at one of us and all we would be able to do would be to stumble before it broke a dozen bones, but I had no choice but to hope it wouldn’t happen. I tried to keep it occupied equally, but it seemed like Koda was somehow becoming the focus of the fight. He was manuvering more and dodging and attacking more often.
I heard stone breaking behind us and a glance showed the mage holding his sword out impassively towards two grounded golems. I shouted out a warning to Koda, just in case he was too focused to notice. He nodded and we both kept attacking as cautiously as we could.
I was starting to get exhausted from the constant whacking, but we were making progress. Koda struck and as the golem spun to the right of me I could see that we were causing large light chips in the stone now. The more we wore down the easier it seemed to break off more.
But of course things wouldn't go so well. After skidding to a stop, the golem spun itself with a blow towards Koda that came to close for comfort. He jumped back and reflexively put his sword between them, but the golems rod hammered straight past it like it didn't exist. Koda's sword slammed into the ground and his wrist abnormally bent with it before he could let go. A strained grunt came out from him as I hammered away the golem as fast as I could. His wrist went limp.
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It took much longer with Koda's blows at half strength. We ended up dodging more than we were attacking now. Every time we dodged we were at risk, eventually it would catch up with us. But we kept attacking.
After a series of strikes, we were close to the wall now. The golem was looking brittle and discoloured around its thinning upper half, but We weren't much better. We were panting and wide-eyed. Our arms were numb from attacking, and our legs were covered in bloody pockmarks where stone splinters had shot off from the golems attacks. Both of us were exhausted, but it seemed like the battle would be over soon.
The golem attacked Koda again, He stumbled out of the way and fell onto the ground. There was an opening where the golem had to wait for its momentum to die before it could move again. It seemed like the end. Koda screamed,
“Go!”
He has gotten into a habit of encouraging me during critical moments. I responded to it and put my full strength into an attack on its curved chest. I heard a crack ring out and it rotated away from us faster than it ever had before. Grinding noises rang out as it spun its features away into a grey blur. We backed away quickly as we watched it. It spun for a few moments before a shot of color came out at a blistering speed and slammed into the wall next to us. I didn't even have time to flinch as it's former weapon shattered and the shards lodged themselves into my back and side.
In those moments pain was very vivid for me. I forgot everything around me and all I could focus on was the grey of the stone, slowly turning darker and closer to black as I screamed. All I remember was screaming. Even when I couldn’t see anything but a wall of nothing, I still heard screaming.
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Collection of Short Stories?
I lied it's even less than a short story more like a collection of disparate situations. Also you can read this completely out of order. There is no connection between the chapters. Read any that interest you.
8 184Phantasmagoria
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8 97The World of Arcadius
In the 57th year of King Kayan the Hunter’s reign, a heavy soul comes awake to a new world. Without memories or a name, the conscience of a young man is thrust into a conscious body of foreign origin with no sense for danger. Danger that can come from tiny talking balls of pink fluff, the hands of old men, and from within the ground as spears molded from earth. It is a dangerous world and our young soul has no idea as to what it is he must do to survive. Nor does he know his purpose. He must confront the world with the aid of those who summoned him. Those who wish upon him, a stranger, the goal of saving the world. A world coming undone by the powers that are beyond those of mortals; our young soul will be thrust amidst the conflict of it all. The balance of the world weighs on his shoulders.
8 226Bottomless earth
Bottomless earth a new Vrmmo that's taken the world by storm with its complicated AI and large amounts of skills to mix and match to the players preference. Its slogan is “A world with endless possibility to explore.” This story follows Shin and his wild adventure to live freely as he chooses. This game to him like many others is an escape from reality to somewhere he dreamed of a place where he can be anything he wants with no judgment. He meets many new friends along the way and experiences many new trials. -Author notes- I write these stories for fun as well as the other stories I write. I'm open to feedback so please if you have any let me know. I hope when you guys read it you like it just as much as me i tried writing the best i can. I am a Amateur writer so there are many mistakes in my storys just bear with me for now all eventually get better. Thanks I hope you guys like it.
8 160The Harvester
Rakna was not normal. No, unmistakably not. Whether it was his appearance, his personality, his abilities, his identity, nothing about him had ever been banal. Was it his choice? No. He was merely but a tormented soul doing its utmost to live the life it had learned to never enjoy. Would being picked by a glorified universal abductor calling itself a system bring something out of him? Would he finally learn to breathe in the pool of blood that suffocated him? The Harvester does not sow, he only collects. All he has ever known to feel was loss and the only thing he can do is take. He will devour their hearts and drink their blood if it is what it takes. --- Update Schedule: In Flux (6 PM UTC)
8 236Broken (Jughead x reader)
A story about Archie's twin sister falling in love Jughead. Although she's no normal girl, she has anxiety and often shuts down and doesn't understand the world around her. Warnings: Swearing, anxiety attacks, fluff, mentions of deathHighest Ranking: #23 in #jugheadjones
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