《We All Die, In The End》fireworks
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in america, fireworks are seen as a novelty
a special occasion to celebrate our home
i always found them to be boring after the first few minutes
repetitive, the same few sequences of colors and patterns
but last night
between bursts of light and thunder rumbling in our chests
when the sky went dark and eyes dimmed
i found myself caught in intrigue
watching him watching the show, explosions trapped in his eyes
wondering if maybe he saw those same explosions
whenever he looked at me
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Camerak, home world of the cold blooded Visius, has seen its fair share of wars over the centuries. But the wars have all ended. Now, there is only the Tarabashian empire, ruled by a single queen with a terrible problem. Her world is dying. Slowly but surely the oceans are turning to ice and temperatures drop further every year. No army, no matter how big, can solve this threat to her empire. No spear or sword or axe can stop what is coming. Or can it? When a disgraced, treacherous lord offers her a way to save her empire and her people queen Yeshara is eager to take it. And this is where our story begins, with over a million soldiers marching off to war. Updates every week
8 195The Inhabitants
A boy named Lando who was born as a result of rape committed by the colonial army to a local woman. His childhood was full of hateful gazes from local residents who considered him the descendants of invaders who took their freedom. The colonists considered him a lowly Halfling. One day Lando awakens a strange ability. He began a journey to fight against colonialism which turned out to be not as simple as taking natural resources and labor.
8 123Isekai Battle Royale: I was an MMORPG player transported into an FPS World!
Dreams are a funny thing. Brent Davies, teenage MMO junkie and light novel enthusiast, once dreamed of being transported into a fantasy world based off of a video game where he could start a new life with new skills and powers. One day, the young man’s dream comes true, but it isn’t the kind of game he was expecting. There are guns, bombs, and a bizarre pink rabbit mascot who expects him to fight the 99 other people who were brought to this new world with him. A new life of glory and riches may indeed await, but Brent will need to survive first. And maybe learn how to shoot. A LitFPS where not everything is as it seems. Vote for IBR on TopWebFiction at https://topwebfiction.com/listings/isekai-battle-royale
8 117Omaye: The First Chronicle Of Zion
Zion, the next frontier of virtual reality games that pushes the very boundaries of the word reality. It was meant to be next pleasure attraction for a planet with twelve billion people. Now.....its their home. The suns core becomes unstable and star which has seen the rise of humanity and even contributed to its growth, is about to be its end. The only way to survive the upcoming solar storm was to transfer permanently, the consciousness of every willing participant into Zion. A virtual reality game whose server was built as an actual moon orbiting a somewhat hospitable planet in the next galaxy. This is the story of how a broken family got another chance at life, of betrayal, of triumph, of sin, and of love.
8 131Emerald
"Too bad your color is red, you'd look great in green."A Draco Malfoy fanfiction. Based off the Harry Potter series by J.K. Rowling.18 + mature audience.
8 147A Wish Fulfilled
The die is cast and omnipotent beings bow to the result. The world holds still in anticipation of a new actor. A man shall be ripped from his safe reality and cast upon new tapestry, familiar yet alien. His body will be reforged in flames of adversity. His mind, challenged, by crashing waves of doubt. And his soul will dance, to the amusement of those who observe. “Welcome, castaway, to the new world. Partake in its bounties and revel in its beauty, but be mindful of dangers. Your will is unbound and trials aplenty. The wish carried you here and you will define yourself anew. Live, as you see fit. Now, that the contract is fulfilled, it’s time. We shall not meet again, nor will you remember me. Farewell.” A falling star lights the skies and the die continues to roll. [participant in the Royal Road Writathon challenge]
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