The Dynasty of Hellsing Chapter 1
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Being the light in the darkness. Being the unacknowledged hero of this world. Sir Integra Hellsing had lived most of her life on behalf of humanity.
It was Winter and she was in her chamber in which she dedicated herself to the Organization's duty. It was raining outside and quickly the sun hid. Smoking her Hendi Winzermans cigars and shrouded by the smoke, she called the new buttler.
-CALLUM! -she called.
Rapidly he knocked at the door. He was a man around 30's, very good looking. His long black hair was tied back, his eyes were sharp and grey and his lips were thin as he kept secrets. He was tall and his fair figure was even more complimented by his buttler outfit. The black vest, white shirt, grey pants, white gloves, red tie and a silent calm was his uniform for everyday.
By entering at Integra's presence he bowed, awaiting orders.
-Are the new Mephatus guns ready for use?
-Yes, Sir Integra.
-Equip the offensive team in the morning.
-Yes, Sir Integra.
-I can see you are a man of few word...-he looked at her with a slight embarrassment on his cold face. -Your silence allows Walter's absence take place.
Callum bowed again and apologized.
-I am sorry, Sir Integra. I will try being more loquacious.
With her cigar between her fingers, she made a nimble hand gesture.
-You can go.
Silence filled her ears and miss settled in her heart. Living for others, she always knew she would lose people with time, the sacrifice is endless.
In a quick act of revolt, she punched one of the walls. One of the tiles fell, sharering on the floor and letting a secret come out to the world.
It was a letter and quickly she recongnized her father's writting. "Saint Mary Foster Home. Leeds." suddently she felt confused and dizzy. She picked it up and walked to her chair and as she sit on it, she opened the letter.
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"Dear Sister Magdalene.
I am grateful that you could receive this child uppon your care. I do not wish her to suffer as my Integra will. Please give her a nice childhood and a nice home. Please call her Iris Wingates.
Arthur Fairbook Wingates Hellsing "
Shock stopped her, she felt she could not move. Her heart beat frantically.
-ALUCAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARD! -she yelled on the top of her lungs.
From the darkness a form appeared and it had a incessant evil grinon its face. It bowed to her. She threw the letter on the table so he could see. Stood and lighted up another of her cigars.
-Find her and bring her to me. Find Iris Wingates!
The dark form disappeared in the darkness, leaving Integra alone as she always been.
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Dungeon Core Chat Room.
This is a slower-paced "experiment and dungeon building" web novel that tries to use the idea of peer-to-peer communication with Dungeon Cores instead of Dungeon to slave monster communication to break up the detailed dungeon building. Rank 1 description: (minimum met for system initialization...detailed description as follows) Each race was given a system by the gods to make up for their shortcomings and balance their place in this world. Humans: Abysmally bad at understanding and using magic unable to use more than the lowest of magic were given the "Skill System" magic in the form of premade skills with use, study, and mastery tied to experience. Elves: Intuitively understand magic and have long lives leading to vast knowledge and skill in their chosen fields. However, as a species, they have nearly zero sex drive and less than low fertility, so they were gifted the "World Tree System" with experience gained through the care of natural areas – gifting the chance of children to increase their numbers without dirty copulation. All “natural” or “wild” monsters are given an "Evolution system" designed around killing and consuming as many creatures as possible, slowly increasing strength and, at thresholds, allowing mutations to alter them multiple times. Dungeon cores are different. Unlike humans, they can see, manipulate and live off mana. Unlike Elves, they naturally crystallize after extended periods of time in high mana level areas. However, they cannot easily move or communicate and typically go insane without companionship. As a species other than the odd eccentric they are unimaginative. Brute forcing solutions without the drive to truly innovate. Thus they have been gifted with the "Dungeon Connection System" a magical version of the internet accessible by their peers that allows them to barter and sell: bait, traps, monsters, and knowledge, as well as entertain each other with “adventure streams” using exciting recorded battles and humorous reels of arrogant chumps biting off more than they can chew to often fatal effects. This is the casual story of a dungeon unluckily spawned far from potential adventurers forced to innovate beyond its peers to find its place in this world. Rank 2 Description: Justification. I've been on a dungeon core kick for months and while I love the genre – it's sparse with entries. Often the forced conflict gets repetitive and frantic solving of threats "power levels" the protagonist to god levels to progress the plot – taking away the nice steady progression fantasy I'm looking for. (Progression in this story is linked to how strong of monsters/traps/whatever he can create not his "level"...this is demonstrated by some of his newer monsters beating his older monsters not with discrete "this monster has 10 attack this one has 40") Additionally, the focus on 3rd parties with their drama takes away from the reason I’m reading dungeon core novels in the first place – I'm looking for magical crafting, experimentation and kingdom building – not defence from higher and higher levelled enemies looking to steal/destroy/control the MC. This novel is kind of just me writing the story I wish I could read. I like thinking about the experimentation that can be done in fantasy settings using 'mana' as an excuse to make up rules and try to keep them internally consistent. IE once I define how a rule works, I'm going to commit to keeping it – no breaking hard truths I've given when it's convenient, even if it backs me into a corner. Hopefully, that should make the story interesting to read even if it's SOL and less action-oriented. There will be problems to solve and a clear progression in strength (of created monsters and knowledge) however due to not wanting to force conflict for the sake of conflict the general theme will be closer to slice of life with few action sequences and no overarching goal so please keep that in mind when picking this up as the genre is not for everyone. Finally, I have a clear goal of what I want from this story (not an endless romp but a series of arcs and then a conclusion that's a couple of dozen medium-sized chapters long) I want to commit to finishing it or at least bringing it to a point of rest. I hate all the engaging stories that stop with a “hiatus” indefinitely so in the event I lose motivation I'll work to end this even if the ending becomes rushed/unsatisfying just to give a sense of closure. I’m planning on including several polls in terms of direction and taking feedback heavily into account if I get enough readers (but may choose to ignore it if it deviates too far from the direction I want to take this as in feedback like: “The MC needs a cartoonishly evil arch-enemy that wants to enslave him and force the mc to pump out magic items” or “the MC needs to make a body and learn teleportation then live with humans” will get shot down without consideration.)
8 258Dragonfall
This fiction is based on a short story I wrote inspired by a prompt on r/WritingPrompts. Contrary to my plans, I haven't sketched out the story in detail or written anything ahead of time. I've discovered I don't do well at that. I'm just writing this thing and we'll see where it takes us, OK? Nothing every came easy to Ryan Shakespeare, but as an elite British Army sniper he had found a niche that suited him, right up to the point at which he found himself summoned to a world far from his own to fulfil the job of a champion. Luckily, Ryan arrived with his experimental sniper rifle, so surely killing the dragon and getting his chance to go home would be a simple job, right? But Ryan should have known better, because nothing ever comes easy. Caught up in the politics of the Draconic League, Ryan will need to keep all his wits about him and use every resource at his disposal if he's going to persuade these people to let him do his job and go home.
8 109Divine Rebirth
When all sentient life on earth was transported into the seat of a god with a system. Peter begins to create his own world now from the seat of a god free from any worldly influence. He will create what he wants in any way he wants but on his journey, he has to learn that strength comes from a composed self. He now has to fulfil his role as a god he has to become responsible and use his gathered knowledge. P.S. I will make mistakes so please correct me if I am wrong and offer criticism. Also, expect at some point in the future a massive rewrite because currently I this more as a tool for self-improvement.
8 111The Kidnapped Orphan
*THIS BOOK WAS WRITTEN WHEN I WAS 12-13. PLEASE EXCUSE SOME OF THE BAD GRAMMAR AND SPELLING* It's not fun when you're kidnapped but it's terrifying when your kidnapper becomes a teacher at your school. Delilah Smith is just 12 and is an Orphan. She gets bullied and abused but finally defends herself and runs away. But what happens when night falls, the street lamps flicker on and the dangerous people come out to play?Part 2 of The Kidnapped Orphan (Adulthood); After a long and hard childhood, Daisy and James are now together and they both have a 12 year old daughter, named Alice. After 20 years, Joseph is free from prison and that's when hell starts again. On the day, Daisy and James marry, Alice disappears and everyone knows who to blame.
8 187Cartilage Of Life
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8 100Foundation Master
My take on reincarnation into a xianxia world.
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