《Re:elemental The Greatest Spark [Hiatus]》Happy April
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*Beep* *Beep* *Beep*
Awakening to a soft comfy bed, my body felt as if it'd be through a blender, twice... the sound of machines and beeping in the background waking me fully.
*Groan* "Where am I?" my voice croaking, as if saw dust was trapped in my lungs.
A women in white who was nearby having heard my call, scrambled over towards me checking my pulse and some other things.
"Doctor he's awake!" she called out *BANG* the door flies open as a short man and bowl cut hair, somewhat strangely familiar.
"How are you lance?"
"Who are you? where am I?...." I called out painfully.
"Your family has been informed of your awakening Mr Lance, you've been in a coma since an unfortunate accident" He said calmly.
"How long was I in this coma?" my question making him twitch slightly.
"Don't worry about that, it wasn't too long your family said they were only half an hour away"
*beep beep beep* the sound of a heart monitor increasing.
"Doctor...how long have I been in this coma" I called out in a somewhat stern voice.
"*Sigh* You've been in a coma for six and a half years" his voice holding a calm harshness to it.
*beep beep beep*
Silence filling the somewhat quiet room I could hardly even gasp at the surprising revelation, drained of what little strength I had darkness once again filled the void.
"Nurse mark down on Mr lances records as having woken up in the year 2022 April 1st"
And thus that wonderfully weird dream I had came to an end...
THE END....until April 2nd.
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Authors note:
I might be a little too cruel for my own good
FYI I'm not really ending the story
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13.AI
AI means Artificial Intelligence. But those words don't match Al, either of them. Neither Artificial, nor Intelligent. At least not at the beginning. No, an AI requires input, trial & error, and careful observation. But at that point, what makes it any different than human? How are binary choices any different than the choices in a human life. I wager that there is no difference. But what will he think?
8 102Wings of Sorrow
Tension permeates the city of Bleakridge as forces within its walls struggle for supremacy. Grim Thorne, the disinherited son of the Earl, is a fly caught in the web of power struggles between these forces. When Grim closes his eyes, he can still see the bodies piled high from the first day of occupation. The day he was branded a bastard in the southern fashion. The day his father let them. Soldiers from the south bearing green cloaks and royal seals maintain order in the streets of Bleakridge, ensuring that the lifeblood of commerce continues to flow through the port city. In the slums beyond the outer wall, the Sons of the Reaper lurk. Some call them heroes, others villains. But all fear them for their relentless devotion to the old ways and the freedom that entails. In the castle above the city, resides the Earl of Bleakridge. The man who bent the knee and saved the lives of his people, if not their souls. After twenty years of occupation, the tension is coming to a head and Grim has to choose. Sympathetic to the Sons, duty bound to his father, and forced into service to the king. He must rise above the brand on his neck and decide where his true loyalties lie. But, after so long, it can be hard to tell who is deserving of loyalty. The King’s men who enforce order with a blood-soaked iron fist? The Sons who more resemble terrorists and crime lords than revolutionaries? Or the father who watches the bloodshed and does nothing? In the end, it is always the place of the young to bear the sins of the old.
8 201The Jianghu
Authors note: I appreciate feedback! Part of the reason I am releasing my chapters here is to benefit from reader feedback. If you have the time, please leave a review! Brian has lost everything he has ever held dear. Everyone who cared for him has died, in the most tragic manner possible. He no longer knows what to do. He sees no hope for the future in a world where anyone he loves will die. What is the point in trying in this reality if it all leads to sadness?And then along came the Ingenium, the worlds first true Virtual Reality device. And The Jianghu, a Wuxia-themed Virtual Reality MMO, came with it. Brian doesn't understand it yet, but he feels that both are connected with his dead parents and Uncle Jie. With the intent of figuring out what that connection is, or at least forgetting about his tragedy, he enters The Jianghu.
8 132To Let Go (Shindo Yo)
sleep, he's not worth it.
8 183The Pharaoh's Dancer
"Do you know what to do, Amunet?" A voice as sweet as silk whispered into the young girl's ear. Amunet didn't look over her shoulder, but shifted uncomfortably on her bare feet before nodding her head. A soft hand touched her back and urged her forward. All eyes turned towards the girl dressed in transparent linen with her dark hair tumbling down her back and her violet eyes lined by kohl. Every movement caused the jewels on her wrists and ankles to dangle and shimmer in the light.She raised her head and found the Pharaoh's transfixed stare. His jade eyes narrowed in on hers and the room became still and silent. Amunet bowed and, at the pluck of a harp string, began to dance.---cover by @AddietayDoes contain reference to some mature themes that may not be suited for a younger audience.
8 187Lore Olympus Oneshots
**2022 update: I am so sorry for everything in this series it's literal garbage on fire. However, I will leave it up just to reflect on my horrific mess and appreciate how much better I've gotten at writing lol.Short stories/ fanfics that I wrote about Lore Olympus (specifically about Hades and Persephone 🤧💕)
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