《I'm Just the Librarian》6: Awakenings - Part 1
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So, he was dreaming again. Luin knew himself to be dreaming, but what he couldn’t figure out was if he had been dreaming all along or if he had really been awake not that long ago. Hmm…had he always thought of himself as “Luin” and as “himself”?
Surrounded by darkness, his consciousness floated and drifted. He saw flashes of those who used their skills, felt the emotions behind their actions. Greed, desperation, pride, joy, malice. They left him with both a sense of curiosity and a sense of revulsion. His consciousness pulled back into that darkness.
CRACK!
His place of comfortable darkness, the place he had laid dreaming for so long, shook with a violent tremor.
CRACK! BAM! CRACK!
Pale, reddish light illuminated the cracks that were forming around the space where he slept. Even as dim as it was, the light made him recoil since he had never seen light in his space at all. Wait had he?
A sense of having experienced this exact string of events rippled through him. He stared at the largest crack, now anticipating what would happen next. Claws….
Sure enough, sharp, dark claws jammed themselves into the crack and began to pull. More tiny cracks formed, racing around him in a web. The safe space he had been sleeping in until now was being torn apart.
Another set of dark claws smashed through on the other side. He could feel the murderous intent seeping through. And he felt something he had never felt before, at least not from within himself: fear.
These creatures intended to harm him, and they were powerful enough to do it. Soon, his refuge would break completely, and they would be on him.
But in the back of his consciousness, he knew what he would do next.
He called up all those images of humans using their skills, ones that had blossomed from his birth and his unconscious blessing on this place, the land of his birth. He pulled the energy through that connection and felt the shock, surprise, and confusion that his interference caused. He fought to stay afloat in that sea of emotion and energy. And just when the cracks finally fractured like broken panes of black crystal, he pushed the energy through himself, launching his form up and away from the creatures as fast as he could.
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He flew through the sky while the creatures attempted to jump after him, their claws swiping towards him and just barely missing. Even without a corporeal form, he knew those claws could have injured him greatly. He was careening away from a tall, pointed structure with a large circle and symbols on it. The Imperial Clock Tower. Wait, how did he know that? It was where he had launched himself from and was the site of his birth and slumber. At least four of the dark, hideous creatures were climbing all over it despite how high the top of that clock tower was.
But the energy that propelled him was greater than the creatures’ speed, and it sent him bouncing off of several large structures until he landed between two of them. There, he waited to see if the creatures would follow him, and sure enough, he felt their attention hone in on him.
He squeezed his form into a small, dark space, as low down between the large structures as possible. He wished he was like the humans he saw in his dreams, the ones that showed him bits of their lives and their emotions when they used the skills his presence had formed in them.
Suddenly, his form solidified. Perhaps because of his wish to become small and be able to hide as well, he found he was now in the body of a small, young human. A simple covering was over his body and his feet.
How strange! He looked at his own hand. It was a real, human hand. It had form and even enough sense to feel the texture of everything it touched. He was suddenly able to smell the bitter stench of the refuse around him. He flinched and covered his ears instinctively as high pitched screams tore through the air above where he was hiding.
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They’re angry. They’ve lost me. Somehow, taking on this form had saved him. They no longer honed in on his location. He sucked in lung-fulls of the putrid air, his body suddenly heavy, as the screeches got farther and farther away. Perhaps he’d used too much energy. Perhaps it was because it had not been his time to awaken. But whatever the cause, he was pulled down into sleep once more.
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Luin forced his eyes open, fearing that he’d see an alley with garbage all around, but instead, saw a woman’s back. Her back rose and fell evenly as she breathed, deep in sleep. His forehead and hands were pressed up against her back, and the warmth that came from her settled the memories and panic that had stirred in him.
He had dreamed of when he had awakened.
That’s right. Those creatures tore into the space where I slept, but I fled and took the form of a child. He reminded himself that the events of that dream really were just a dream now. He had fallen unconscious in that alleyway after using so much energy to escape and lock himself into this mortal form, which seemed to be cut off from most of his power. He had come to the next evening after that. He had realized that his nearly powerless, current state was likely the reason those creatures couldn’t find him anymore.
A tiny tap on glass got his attention and broke him out of his reverie. Unperturbed, he carefully rolled over and looked up at the window. He got out of bed silently and brushed back the curtain. Just outside the window on the roof sat a very large owl.
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A Broken World [Dropped Pending Rewrite]
This work has been dropped- because I am rewriting it. Look forward to the new and improved "A Broken World," now available HERE on Royal Road! Three thousand years ago, Demonic creatures invaded the world. Though their power seemed irresitable, a band of heroes managed to steal the knowledge of summoning rituals and worlds from them and created, "The Millenial Summoning." A powerful magic that would bring forth a being from another world with the power to change the world forever. The first being summoned became known as "The Speaker," and he brought the power of the Gods with him. Teaching prayers and invocations that blessed humanities legions and began to push back the demons, founding of the "The Church of the Spoken Word" rose to power and a stalemate was reached. Two thousand years ago, that stalemate was broken by the second casting of "The Millenial Summoning," and the arrival of "The First Sorceress," who taught humanity the basics of magic and enchanting. With the power of the Sorceress, the mages, and the priests the tide turned and the Demonic hordes began to be shoved back, signaling hopes of a golden age for mankind. One thousand years ago, the hopes of final victory and a new dawn for mankind were dashed by traitors who slew the participants of the ritual and took their places, using the ritual to bring forth a godlike being from the demons home world, "The Demon King," for no human knew his name, erased millenia of growth reducing humanity to barely a fragment of its former glory. Now the ritual is being cast again, and a new being is being summoned... In our world, after nearly two decades of studious work, Luke Jaeger is making his dream come true. Working and going to school full time, sacrificing his health and social life in his youth, Lucas obtained Doctorates in genetics and virology, as well as associate degrees in business and accounting. The modern world is not easy, and despite it nearly driving him mad from stress, this was the bare minimum he needed to be approved for a business loan to start a company focusing on commercial genetic therapy. Despite the challange of getting his business running, Lucas feels that his work has finally paid off. Lucas's car never left the banks lot, nor was Lucas ever seen again in our world.
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Lenin had always been restricted in the use of power. Being looked down on from birth up until middle school. But now he's in highschool, and there's nothing going to stop him. From cultivators to mages, telekinetic master, race lord's and other practices. Lenin decides to ascend and protect his loved ones. He would normally laze around, but with the coming threat to those he loves, what would he do? A novel about different races, and powers. With magic, qi, prana, plasma force and other forms of energy. It also has a unique cultivation theme.
8 201Psych Investigation Episodes
Jack Harris thought failing math was the worst thing that ever happened to him. That was before he discovered he had superpowers: before he became the prime suspect in a series of murders.
8 143Obsessed! Hoodie x Reader - Alive (ON HOLD)
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8 96IMAGINES ❤️
Random imagines about you and Kendall Jenner. Feel free to request some stories. Thank you guys! GXG only. G!F but no smut. 😂 I don't know how to write it. Just kidding! There's SMUT inside. 👌🏼
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