《T.B.O.K.K.J.》Chapter 1
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A dim room, that was filled with the stagnant smell of leftovers of countless instant cup noodles and a huge pile of rotting banana peels, was rather cold and unsettling, to say the least. The only redeemable quality was silence, a dead silence you expect from the forest or cemetery past midnight. But at the moment when the clock turns 5, tv broke the dead silence and started a regular morning broadcast. Yet today was a special day news anchor had a wide variety of emotions on his face from pride to grief.
-"Ughhhh my body feels so stiff."
As it usually happens a few moments later a timelapse of a dream played before my eyes.
-"Damn no matter how f*cked up that world was, it was one of the best runs I had".
Chuckling a little recalling the good times I have averted my attention back to the tv that woke me up. News anchor acted differently today, with a little hitch from the usual haste to present all the recent news and accidents that occurred during the night, he started slowly.
- 'Today is a 160th anniversary of the first "great eruption" a tragedy that swept millions of life, an event that united warring nations to face a common foe, a blessing that pushed us over to the next evolutionary step'.
After a few minutes of hopeless search for the remote control,
The TV was turned off.
-"No matter how many times I hear the news, they sound sooo god damn cheesy. I wasn't the one who wrote the script for the news anchor yet the power of second-hand embarrassment is strong with this one"
While getting up from the bed calendar on the wall caught my attention
-"Hmmm it's the 31st of January?!! Today is his birthday, how old is he now 23, 24 or older? F*ck I don't remember, oh well who cares. Gotta hurry up and place him on the right path. Yaaaawn"
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Realizing that I have started dozing out, I tried to shake off sleepiness with the morning routine.
-"Great I run out of bananas. Well I still have time for a trip to the grocery store"
When I was about to leave for bananas, the time on the clock was 7 am already.
-"How the fuck its 7 am already? it was 5, a few minutes ago!! You mother-f*cking MC even time flow adjusting to you know ha?"
I was fuming but delighted at the same time, even though time flow just flipped me off, this probably was a sign of a major event.
(If I rush now I might catch the same train with MC that would be a great start)
I have sped to the LRT station. Rammed to the train with a massive crowd. I tried my best to blend in with the crowd so the MC will not notice me for now at least. And there he was Hyuk-Il a protagonist of this world.
He is your typical protagonist timid, shy, clueless about how handsome he is on top of that he is an embodiment of an all-forgiving saint. I am hundred percent sure this soft forgiving nature of his is the main problem. I did such terrible things to him, made his day-to-day living as awful as possible, made him live thru hell. I even managed to get him disowned by his own family and all close friends. Yet, regardless of my actions he still thinks of me as his best friend. JFK on a bicycle go get some self-respect you c*nt-boy.
(Characters like him piss me off)
It wasn't hard to get close to him. Since he is dense as a lead and pure as a snowflake all I had to do, is ask directly to be his best friend. And voila we have been best friends for the last 15 years. Well, for any sane person I was just a bully with weird mood swings. And what's wrong with these lifeless cluster background characters, they just ignore all the free space around the MC. It's like they are being pushed away by an invisible unnoticeable force barrier. Because of this free space for special being, it's even more cramped than before, it's getting harder to breathe.
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Well, as long as I get some insight for an upcoming event it's worth the hassle. So what will happen? Will he find his one and only love, will he meet a teacher who would guide him, will the girl fall from the sky granting him some special powers?
While I was looking around trying to spot any possible major characters, he nervously riched for his back and with a worried look pulled something out.
For this brief moment, a wild idea popped into my head.
(Wait maybe he wants to blow up the whole train, shit shit I know life is hard but man it ain't the solution)
Well, I couldn't be more wrong, it was just a pillow. As I was sighing in relief, he simply laid down. He just occupied the entire row of seats at the rush hour and not a single soul is voicing objections.
(Oooohh he fell asleep, that's a protagonist for you. Yea, sure mate get comfortable while I have to stand like a fish in a can and sweating like a hooker in a church, and of course, I have to listen to this cringe-inducing government-issued propaganda. )
-' dear citizen if you believe that your child or any kid you know shows signs of being adventer, contact the nearest administrative center or SRA recruitment office. It's the law, it's your duty.'
(Cringe Cringe Cringe Cringe Cringe Cringe Cringe Cringe Cringe Cringe)
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8 1935The General Core {The Sphere}
The life cycle in the Sphere is on the brink of collapse because one of its elements, the Dungeons, have been exploited too much by the mortals. The group who created the Sphere already tried and failed with several modifications, because the original computer-like dungeon cores are too inflexible to handle changing approaches. So they try another type of solution – taking souls from other worlds to try to find a solution before the Sphere Cycle breaks down completely. The General was one of the best soldiers of his world, rising from the ranks of a private through Officer School to the highest command with honors. But when his world faced a zombie apocalypse, even that was not enough and he had to make the ultimate sacrifice. Now he is asked for a repeat performance of planning and controlling a dungeon and its spawns in a world that he knows nothing about… But what is the Sphere really? What is that [Xenotic conversion] he has to go through to even enter the Sphere? Something is really strange and he will have to find out what is going on to get to his promised rewards – whatever they will be. Being a soul in a dungeon core means that the General has better chances of finding hints to the truth about the sphere – a knowledge that would help him survive. And no, the sphere is NOT a virtual reality – the key to its secrets is the place where it was physically constructed (Author’s hint). This is a dungeon core story - but there are quite a number of things that I will do differently than common to those stories. 1) I will describe the floors when they are explored, NOT when they are build. Yes, that will mean it will take longer to get to those parts - but I think describing floors both when they are build and when they are explored destroys quite a lot of chances for suspense when adventurers enter the dungeon. After all, if you as the reader already know where the traps are, then you can't really be surprised when the surfacers encounter them. 2) How the world works (and how not) is an integral part of the story, so it will be explained I'm a world-builder first and the Sphere is NOT a regular world (as hinted in the synopsis above). Things will work differently than in your 08/15 default dungeon core stories - as the General and Gunny have already learned in the second arc (and more of that is already scheduled for the next weeks (July/Aug 2019) when the Sky Arrows continue to explore and evaluate that strange dungeon) If you don't like these premises, then I'm sure you'll find a lot of other Dungeon Core stories more to your liking. But if you are interested in more than "Dungeon builds another room and corridor in medieval earth" and are not afraid of a longer and slower story, then go on. I have two more stories in the Sphere, although they both have lower priority than this one: Shaleen the Wanderer (Adventurer, NSFW) (currently on hold after some chapters) Info's on the Sphere (System Docu and Short Stories) (irregular updates when needed) Current Status reports have been moved to a new discord server: https://discord.gg/EaHkXCfm9y
8 84Fun in Other Worlds
Tain, have been sick all this life till the day he die and get his personal heaven where he get to go to his favorit anime. cover picture not mine. First story ever, sorry if there bad grammar. I dont own anything in the story.
8 134THE WHISPERS IN THIS DARK, CRUEL, AND GHOSTLY WORLD
(Vampires & Humans Vs. Werewolves & Ghosts???)It is the year 2201, and the human race is at war with not only the next evolution of the human race, werewolves, but also against Nature itself. An Ancient race of underground dwellers called vampires live and tries to protect humanity by bringing the human population underground in their habitat. The humans and Vampires live in fear of the werewolves, but that is not all, If this was the worst of it all, then it would have been a rather nice end for a good bedtime story about humans and vampires leaving in harmony underground, but this was not the end and neither is this a bedtime story. Nature (planet) still had big plans for the world, even with the creation of its henchmen, the werewolves (who have no control over themselves at all, merely acting based solely on their biological instincts), that was still not enough for nature. Nature still needed one last thing, something that could give those werewolves orders, tell them what to do, guide them, something that would be a personification of nature itself, something that would be nature's full power, with its wisdom and knowledge, something that would be its symbol. Ghosts.
8 75Are You Ready?
If your just in that stage. Or look forward to something so descriptive it makes you wet. Or gets you thinking. There passages. Lesbian. Pussy dripping passages. They will have you wanting these things in minutes.
8 159Retribution Engine/Sturmblitz Kunst [Ultraviolent Martial Arts Progression Fantasy]
"The War of Fog is over. Every major city is under occupation. Now we prepare to take back our home." - Unknown Soldier The continent's great heroes have slaughtered one another for the ideals of their countries, but the world keeps moving. The industrious nation of Ikesia lays still smoldering from the nigh-apocalyptic War of Fog, yet it stubbornly forges onward, shielded from further invasion by the impenetrable Blackwall. Its leader - the Sage of Fog - has disappeared, yet his influence is still felt everywhere, his plans and contingencies still in motion - even the Blackwall is said to be his last, desperate creation. New heroes have begun rising from the war of fog, and there is more need for them than ever. A towering foreigner has emerged from the desolate Exclusion Zone. She strides into the war-torn country without the intent to pick sides, but is soon forced to do so when the machinations of malevolent occupiers collide with her own ego. Disclaimer: Retribution Engine and its sequel, Sturmblitz Kunst, are original works and are no way associated with, to, or sourced from existing copyrighted material. The story, all names, characters, and incidents portrayed in this production are fictitious. Copyright: This fiction and all associated works, artwork, fanfiction, derivative fiction, world building, assets, and anything that could conceivably be considered sourced from or created as a result of this fiction are the sole intellectual property of the author, herein known as Akaso. This work and all above terms are © Akaso 2022.
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