《MUSINGS.. A collection of poetry》Namesake
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The truth is, there's still hope
Even if you feel like, there's not any hope
All weary travellers here, carry their own hope
For the strength to walk forward, is given by hope
In this treacherous tunnel, as well resides hope
So set your heart dear, you'll surely find hope
Stumble or tumble, never leave hope
For the way to see light, is only through hope
Hope, my sweet friend
hope well, and more you should because
hope is your namesake..
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The First Corridor of Old Works
But what is it, really? Old Works. They say, some do anyway, or would, if they still had tongues - it's a dream. That it's a million year old mystery connecting three planets. Some, yet other, anonymous entities, charge that it's a structure, more accurately, an architecture - a quest, even, made from, and through - corridors. Pretty inarguably, for one thing, it's a maze. Even some pronounce, if you can understand those currently vomiting blood, that it's a corporation, and yet others - the brave ones – and dead - say it's... near death. Or that it is. Death. - Death itself. But that dark thing on the horizon, that thing emerging to replace the only system we... know. - Whatever it is it couldn't be the end, of everything, could it? Eminently possible, but - it couldn't be worse? 3 civilisations/3 planets... and Old Works. 4 heroes: The Cyclops seeing out his Eye the reality of that place - and by means of that vision - greasing the many-toothed gears of that great old churning nightmare. The Writer sweating to keep the story alive that supports the great old lying structure. The Fake King who abides among all those tunnels of dreams and lies and dreams and... slaves. And the Hero Dreamt, all those slaves - to maintain that structure's even functioning, have to - at all... they dream him. They literally dream him. But that thing, from whence, who knows, arriving? What kind of sick demonic mind could even - But it can only be psychosis - Or possession. Reducing all of reality to some kind of – what would you call it? A Game? A video... joke? And that half-Cyclops, that beauty – what does she have growing – beneath her supernatural genitals? A game for him? A game/a dream; a – world? Or just Old Works. And this Wound in reality – that our writer near-died putting inside her. What is it anyway? And what reality does it bring with it. This demon or God. Through the corridors; lattices of smoke and shadows and colours; dungeons; and supernatural organs; the labyrinths made from dreams... and flesh. - What happens when they face that Wound – staring the absolute. right. in. them? - Through - What happens to all us... slaves... then? But at the end of the hallway, you see it there, I say you do, that turning - It's only the First Corridor of Old Works. This finished 104,000 word kind of LITRPGy fantasy novel, the First Corridor of Old Works will be released in daily 2000 word chapters, or equivalent [unfailingly at 20:47 GMT] Immediately followed by the Second Corridor of Old Works [161,000 words, edited, ongoing, as of 24/09/21] At first lite on stats these LITRPGy elements will become increasingly - built meticulously upon what precedes - ubiquitous, as we proceed into a world painstakingly built to support these mechanisms. After - minimum - 6 months, this manic daily release schedule will be somewhat relaxed: 5 days a week. - But don't lie to yourself it's not there. That thing watching at the end of the hallway... and where it leads. It's - Of countless, it could only be - The First Corridor of Old Works.
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The Land: Founding
Discover Dr. Aleron Kong, the Father of American LitRPG! #1 in Cyberpunk and Video Game Science Fiction! Over SEVENTEEN HUNDRED positive reviews on Goodreads!!!When Richter was drawn into the greatest virtual reality MMORPG ever created,it seemed like a dream come true... until he found that nightmares walked The Land. He was confronted not only with a life and death struggle, but also with questions that would define his very soul. What would YOU do if you were transported into your favorite video game?What would YOU do if the gore, adventure and pain became real?What would YOU do to win?Richter confronted these questions while an enemy lay savaged and screaming at his feet. His lips pulled back in a blood-streaked smile. The answer was simple."Absolutely anything..."Welcome my friends! Welcome... to THE LAND!
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Clockwork Theocracy
May the self-centered belief lead you to peace.In a world that feeds on minorities, two friends, Forty-one and Forty-two are escaping fate.With an unwelcome or unexpected visitor Daughter at their tail.With many times, many tries, and many cries, down, down, and down they go.Chased by the many elements of the Tower they live in, will they be able to see the stars or touch the soil. Can their will and wits suffice to reach the freedom they want to grasp, learning the past on their way?If not, there is no need to worry as no end is the last in this Experiment. In the name of the Mother, Father, and the Family we lead you to peace if you ever give up your stubborn loyalty. I would like to thank everyone who spend time reading my first original story. I'm looking for improvement, as such all forms of criticism are welcome, if not asked for. I do plan to return to all as none would be of waste.Also, anyone who would like to help directly is welcome and can message me.Beta-reading, Proof-reading, and Editing are done by PoliticanSeal. Editing is done by The_Howitzer
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The Friendly Neighborhood Nightmare Caller
The year is 21XX, humanity still seems to love killing each other over some pointless war or another. VR Dive technology is a thing and has more uses than just fun and games.For the past year, humanity has temporarily put aside its differences to fight a new threat, the Fiends, an enemy of unknown origins. The Fiends seem to have an unlimited reserve of forces, yet they seem to primarily attack small human settlements, with the occasional siege on a city with a vast horde.Humanity has resorted to creating Saviors, ex-humans who have extraordinary powers and who's forms generally resemble some form of human-monster hybrid. They range from ordinary superhumans and slime people to harpies and golems, as well as, from plant people and zombies to kitsunes and arachne.While they are called Saviors, their official title is the Defenders of Humanity and they serve the Human Collective Government Defense Force.Now, what happens when one of the biggest unknowns of the Fiends' forces, the Fiendish Maidens, joins the HCGDF?This story follows Savior Squad 108-F, a squad of misfits who joined the Defense Force for a variety of reasons, as they live their lives and go on missions for the "greater good" of humanity. During their adventures, they meet one of the most elusive Fiends in existence: the Nightmare Caller Eve, one of the Fiendish Maidens. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This story was created using the world of a pair of "Create Your Own Adventures", called Defenders of Humanity and Ravagers of Humanity. There are four of us working together to write this story, so you may notice differences in writing styles, though we will try to make it seem like one style. All credit for any pictures we use, go to their artists. We plan to update as we complete chapters, however fast that happens to be. Sorry for any inconsistencies.
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Charon's Oar (ON HIATUS)
Cover by RRL's paraenesis! Note: Charon's Oar is currently on hiatus as I continue work on The Hunter Prince and Fortuitous Mage What happens to the souls of the dead when Charon, a ferryman sworn to Hades, has his oar stolen? Unable to navigate the river Styx, he turns to a contact in Iowa to track down the thief and retreive his oar. A sociopathic bounty hunter and his partners, able to slip between realities, have just twenty-four hours to complete their task before the souls of the dead pour over into the realm of the living. Welcome to the Flip Side. Charon's Oar is Urban Fantasy. The main character is an anti-hero. There is a bit of swearing, and violence. If my story interests you, consider checking out my others! The Hunter Prince is a newly started traditioanl fantasy. Fortuitous Mage is an ongoing LitRPG I've recently started uploading. Shadowstep is a completed First Draft for Book 1 of a Steampunk-Lite series!
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Wspaniałe Stulecie: Ogień i Lód
Spoglądając w gwiazdy można zobaczyć wszystko. Przeszłość, teraźniejszość i przyszłość. Niektóre nawet odwzajemniają spojrzenia, prowadząc nas w życiu. To co dla nas najważniejsze umyka naszym oczom, innym niekoniecznie. Najczęściej szczęście jest na wyciągnięcie ręki. Wystarczy, że odważymy się sięgnąć.
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