《The Graveyard of the Dungeon God》News
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Originally I wanted to edit the chapters a bit to correct a few mistakes. But when I was reading them again I noticed that editing these chapters is not enough. Every chapter has only around 1000 words, they are simply too short. I also noticed a few other things I didn´t like about them to be true, almost everything. So instead of writing new chapters or editing the old ones I am currently completely rewriting them. I already finished the first one. It is completely different than the old chapters. I hope you all will like the rewritten ones more. I will delete all the old chapters probably tonight, after I have posted the new one. The story will be different and there will be a few new things you all will hopefully like. Sorry but I have to do this restart or else I will not be happy with this story. The first chapter of the new story has around 2500 words.
I hope you will like my new version of the graveyard of the dungeon god. In the first few (first two or three) chapters you will still find a few things, which I took over from one of the ten chapters of the old version, but don´t be sad there will be a lot of new things also. Will be funny to read your reactions to the new “Marluxia”.
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A Nation of Riflemen
Adrian, Nick and Ron inexplicably found themselves in an alien world with no known way of coming back. The land, the Baimux continent had just come out of a decades long war. Deserters turned bandits wait in ambush near roads, monsters roam the forests in hunt for prey, and Kings rule what’s left of their small kingdoms with an iron fist casting a distrustful eye towards any outsiders. Traces of strange magic are found in the abandoned zone and new devastating weapons are being found finding their ways into the hands of the commoners. With the technical expertise of a modern day professional, a survivalist’s mindset, and a truckbed full of guns and ammunition, their presence in this alien land would shake the foundations of the established society as they build their own.
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8 138Ask The Seven
Ask the seven. So please ask questions and they'll be answered.
8 61The book of forever
An experimental diary of sorts recounting my life and experiences, written as a slightly whimsical scifi story about setting off from the past to unknown lands, rebuilding from nothing and finding myself again. The first section of the book contains matched chapters, a chapter for a interlude, both happening at the same time roughly The second section of the book contains more one off stories as we follow one of the travelers explore their heart as well as a unknown land, growing in the process. All of the text here was written in 10 syllable chunks, this reads like a epic of sorts, just with more philosophical focus and POV jumps. Hope you enjoy! >Updates may be sporadic as I only write when I have something about myself I want to share The chapters can all be read individually, although there may be some crossovers between them they work as single poems. You start at whatever chapter you want since these are a collection of roughly connected poems (although you'll notice tie ins and references to eachother)
8 185Cold
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8 204the rain → lashton
"he only comes outside when it rains."
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