《GODFALL》5 Dimmer Sunshine
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Mother's hums lull me, a warm light on my skin- Her hums go away to the sound of children screaming. I open my eyes and and large gaping maw hangs over me. The jaws clamp down, I keep them from shutting, my gut gives again, but another pair of hands pull them apart. The jaws crack and bend unnaturally. A knife goes into the scaly creature's eye, an angel pulls it out and it goes into it's large skull. It falls on top of me.
The man lifts it off with ease and looks down at my stomach. "Damn." I blink- Demons surround a baby, smiling wild, hammers in hand. I doze off and the baby screams.
A gasp for air and my eyes open to warmth, yellow and red gas, crackling, night sky, the man sits on a log, spear in hand, amongst the children. "Morning sunshine." I look down at the kids, my heart sinks. I try to keep my eyes open, but they shut- Sofiel screams amongst those demons. The hammers swings down and I scream. The children scream awake, "Damn it! You woke em' up!" I sob uncontrollably. I left her! Why?! Why didn't I go back? The man covers my mouth, "Shut up. We're not safe here." My eyes pan to eyes reflecting by the fire's light, they circle us. "Just go back to sleep." He lays me back down slow. "Just gain your strength." My eyes close, little by little.
I'm back in my Oracle Office, amongst superior oracles. They stare ahead and tremble. I pull on my supervisor, "They're gonna break through! The last line is-" He mumbles, "May the demons have mercy on our souls." "Sir! They're gonna kill the children!" He goes limp and laughs lightly, "We're all dead." I look around the room, they all stare, tears flowing, hugging family. "We gotta run! Sir, please!" He just stares ahead with dulled eyes, he mumbles, "Do what you want, kid." I charge at the door and it slams out my way. I run towards the children. When I get to the nursery, most of them are gone. I run to a crib and the name reads, Sofiel. She fades away and I grab for her. "No! I'm not leaving you! Please! Don't leave me!" A baby coos behind me, I turn and the children remaining smile wide. I go to grab them immediately.
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My eyes open, sunlight shining through dense leaves. I'm being dragged with Thadius on my chest, he looks into my eyes. The man grunts, "Can you walk?" "I think." He stops and lowers the makeshift sled "He speaks!" I move the children off my chest and get up. My hands peel away the leaves on my stomach. I wince, the sticky blood tries not let go, but I keep peeling, revealing the cut. My stomach grumbles as my fingers poke around inside the cut. Not as deep, no poison. "You good?" I sigh, "For now- Got any food?" He shakes his head, "That bipedal lizard was poisonous. We found out the hard way."
He stretches, "Can you watch them? I'll get us some food." I dart around, then I cry- Sofiel is actually gone. Am I fit to raise them? I lost one, hours into my care. This angel would be better suited. "I'll get us the food we need." He shakes his head, "You're in no state-" I point at Thadius, "Exactly why you need to protect them." He looks down at the children, then at me, he rolls his eyes and takes his knife out. He holds it by the blade, "Fine, be careful." I take the knife and stare into it's reflection, bruised face, bent nose, dirt, blood and grime. I turn and set out. I look back and they're all watching. I clench my teeth and walk away.
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The City of the Dragon Twisted
. 🐉 . The City of The Forever-Peace witnesses a pale young Buddhist Monk fighting his fearful thoughts of whether to cross the borders to Nepal and India against the death penalty. Why would that matter? In that September Autumn night of circa A.D.655, Emperor Táme’ Tie’-Zeon has been ruling an empire spanning 13,000 miles from the East to as far as the Baikal Sea in the Western Regions bordering the Middle East kingdom and the Rome Empire. Meanwhile, news has traveled that his Dharma-Son, Pan G. Monk faces an incredible Guillotine Execution that will chop off his waist in halves. The Empress Wǔl Zénder-Tan’ couldn't be careless. Why would that matter to the imperial family? Monks are just officials with equal vicarious duties and privileges. She would then spare her resourceful energy to maintain the fruitful relationship intertwining The Grand-Khan Jurchen-Warlords Clans in the North-East Desert in attempts to affirm her fate as the first and only female-Emperor, in the Medieval Ages of the Great City of the Dragon. Whereas The Abbot Master Xend'-Zeon of the Jade-Lotus Temple faces factions of religious politics. Particularly in the present, the Empress needed to manipulate the Master’s reputation to desperately seek life and/or the after-life merits. She decreed to be addressed as The Old Buddha Grand Father. The Master has had ideals of service to sentient beings since he was young. He could have traveled the Silk Road to the Far West entrance-point bypassing the five beacons as shortcuts save that he lacks the pertinent travel documents. Instead, he chose to cross the 800-mile овь-Gobi Desert that is as vast as the Baikal Sea, on foot. A route that is impossible in the history of the Buddha dharma. His heart never withers to support the mage of the red lotus that promises the Enlightenment of the Buddha-Land. Except that no one has ever endured the latitude of the heat. The pain. Alive, out of the desert sea. But he is also vulnerable to recognize the un-staticity of The Truth, The Truth itself, and the truth of seeking passion and mission for compassion in humankind. The mind and body reciting The Sūtra and The Heart, A phenomenon they knew better as if souls in chemical layers of their physique. Realizing enhanced mind training attaining controlling powers of life and death. Realizing the transformation of the unbearable pains and grievances he thought possible. . 2 . 🐉 . Meanwhile, dreams have been watching him to open The Third Eye, at The City's Amethyst-Jade Palace of the Second Emperor, Third Emperor, and Fourth Empress. Old Monks at The Nālandā Temple at the Far West Buddha Land; Householders Masters and Kings of the Jeek’-Foot Mountains of The City of the Naga-Dragon Twisted; in the Far West of The City of the Ever-Peace witness adventures of The Master. Lives at brinks of suicidal choices slaughtering ordeals. Who have inadvertently neglected the Master's karmic inflictions that would paradoxically affirm in a point of Near-Death Experiences; The Two-Profound-Reflective presented upon attaining The Deep-Active-Meditatitive Flow of Equanimity Samādhi. Eventually, The Seer Consciousness sees the Active Heart that is replete with The Latent Unconditional Love, Compassion And Empathy; that had been so close to us that we could not see it; as if one cannot see her own face. . 3 . 🐉 . Meanwhile also, the Imperial Criminal Affairs Clerk Ewen Hawk-Jean suffers too much seeking possession of desires and relief from a certain situation. Pan G., the Assistant Dharma-Translator to the Abbott Master Xend'-zeon has voluntarily or otherwise fallen into the supposed conspiracy or plain indifference. The imperial family's agenda of the Imperial Family of The Fang’-Chucks of course longs for a waist cut in halves not simply as souvenirs. Awaiting the Abbot Master is to come out from the disturbance. Incredibly transformative factors of the Mind-Transcendence-Samadhi are profoundly desired to spare the Monk Pan G. from the Post-Autumn Guillotine Execution that will chop off his waist in halves...... …But why would it matter to You?
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Dyne Valiant is a frustrated gamer. But as one of the best special ops agents that the world has, his superiors and the government itself ensured that he won’t be able to play video games because of his addictive tendencies. And so he lived and fought without ever being able to play beyond the nostalgic PS-One games. Fate was cruel as he finally meets his end after exacting revenge on those who killed his family. But on his dying moments, another dying man with strange magical powers appears. But unlike Dyne, justice was not served for this man. He then offers Dyne a chance to satisfy the greatest regret of his life… To play the videogames he loved back when he was a kid. Using the enigmatic god-tiered artifact, the Imaginarium Bond, Dyne is revived and sent to the world of cultivators where he must reach for the peak and challenge the gods of that world. And while the path of Immortality and a second life was a great gift, Dyne's joy was elsewhere. Within the Imaginarium Bond were three worlds that the mysterious man created with the last of his powers. These worlds were based on three PS-One classic games and are designed to help Dyne in his Path of Cultivation. Soon, Dyne will reach the Cultivation world and fight the wicked Kings, Saints, Devils, and Gods that now control it. Soon, Dyne will awaken the Genesis Trees of Legaia. Soon he will conquer the many nations with his Rune Knights in the continent of Forsena. Soon he will be reborn as an Endless to battle gods and dragons and slay the founding Emperor of the Fou Empire. Dyne was deprived of gaming all his life. But now his life depends on his gaming. Witness the tales of Dyne Valiant in his adventure as a Nostalgic Gamer in a Cultivation World. --- (Will also be posting this on Scribblehub.com and Webnovel. Support me on Patreon and read more (up to 90 chapters there!) Note: This isn't my first rodeo. I have written over 1000 chapters on two other ongoing stories that is ongoing with a 3-4 chapter per week rate at Webnovel and another in Meganovel. This will probably have at least 900 chapters before it ends. And I'm being very conservative. As this story is at its early phase, please read and rate it as such.
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