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The Gods and I
A boy awoke in a sudden shock as if he was just in a nightmare. For a moment the boy sat there in disbelief as he stared at his home in ruins, he turned around as he saw the black lining that had etched itself on the clear blue sky. That’s right, the sky broke like glass and a wave of shock caused disaster to anything that had a sight of the moment. Without hesitation the blemished boy covered in wounds stood up and began walking towards the crack. Why did he do so? As he walked towards uncertainty he began to pray, the prayer was a story and it told a legend. The world was born from two beings, the Allmother and the Father King. The Father King had a dream where he and the Allmother would rot in pain and disappear, so out of fear he killed the Allmother. From the death of the Allmother the world was made, where her body became the earth, her blood became the sea, and her final breath became the sky. The sight of death terrified the Father King and so he couldn’t bring himself to take his own life, the mistake of his action drove the Father King to despair. He cried and cried until he cried it all out, the Father King’s body disappeared among his tears until there was nothing left. And from all of his tears every single droplet became a concept, and every concept created a god, and every god created a creature. The boy’s prayer told the legend of how life was born from death. But looking around makes it seem strange, there are no depictions of the gods anywhere in the rubble, not even of the two beings. So why start praying now of all times?
“Because the children mustn't forget the world.”
Even in obvious pain, the boy pressed on towards the base of his destination, there was nobody left, was there even anyone there to begin with. The boy recollects the moments before the disaster. It was the funeral of a beloved man, he was the son of a great god which already made him an important icon. There were no more gods left so the death of a demigod left such an impact on the people that their wailing spread far like a great ocean wave. The boy stood at the base from where the crack started, and from one step, he walked into the abyss. The boy continued to walk in the blackness and in silence into an unseen destination.
“Before I woke up I had a dream like this.” said the boy “and for some reason I felt sad, so i started crying. And from that my tears became stars, the whole place became so lively that it made me happy. Even though I was all alone I felt so proud.” Even when surrounded by nothing the boy could still smile.
“I’m so sorry that you had to go through that this whole time.”
The boy turned around to a white open space, he was staring at me. Why did he come here, what point was there in a place like this?
“I don't really get it, but I just had a feeling that I needed to move.” the boy embarrassingly smiled. “Before my dad died he told many stories of his whole family. They grew up with responsibilities that they couldn't run away from, concepts that they need to keep in check.”
But the gods that kept the concepts in check have all since disappeared.
“Yeah.”
So the reason the sky began to crack was because the world was rotting away.
“Nothing in this world lasts forever, it’ll all go away and make space for something new. I already know that I’ll die someday, but I don’t know anything about you.”
White cracks begin appearing in the black space the boy had walked through.
“It really did feel like that was you in that dream, and I’m sure that what I felt then was true. I really do owe you for everything that you've done for me and my family, and I’m sure that you’ve done so much more for so many other people. So, from the bottom of my heart, thank you for everything you've done.”
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The Stars And I
The last dream that I could recollect was of a stranger, was I the stranger? I couldn’t remember, but I was so fixated on the horizon’s view. It was the grand blue earth that stood high above illuminated by the sun at its back. The great sun soon sunk far into the earth and with it the last of the light that shone on the white moon that played as my stage. One by one a myriad of lights spread across the blackened earth, like a grand chandelier all for just me to see. I counted the lights as they twinkled across the sphere, I saw as these lights danced among themselves, flew across the ocean, and shot into the frontier. I was so enchanted that I had completely lost the earth, it was as if it was engulfed by very lights, no, what was in front of me were a multitude of stars. I fixed my eyes and realized that the black sky had transformed into a vast ceiling. Like an ocean above your head with waves crashing throughout and whirlpools across the sea of stars, it gave you the feeling as if you would fall into it at any moment. I saw a nebula crowned around me like a majestic halo, and beyond that a second halo that spiraled into its own galaxy. I saw that every star was so close together that they felt connected, they would be gathered by the nebula to create a galaxy, and every galaxy created the body of the cosmos. I saw a pattern in these lights that filled the night sky, I saw a body that was shaped by these patterns, and I saw the heart that I found at the center of this body. Beyond the stars and beyond the galaxies I saw something small in comparison, unlike its siblings it laid dormant in such an empty space. Was it dead, was it asleep? I was so infatuated by this small light wondering what it was supposed to be. Nothing else existed but the two of us as I stared at it that it soon felt like it was staring back at me, or wait, no, that's right, I was staring at you.
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Project Telos
A fantasy story whose narrative follows more like a game being that it's a story that splits off into three routes that follows three main characters. The main characters nicknamed "the hero" was a young mercenary now off to explore the world just as he always wanted. He ends up in a massive city screwed over by a corrupt system and an evil leader with Deus ex Machina. "The Leader" is an optimistic nobleman who decides to go back to his homeland after being targeted by very strange monster. He ends caught in a civil war with everyone at each other's throats with a devil pursuing after him. "The Savior" is a kind and quiet woman who travels the lands in search of something that she must find. She ends up in a small town in the middle of nowhere that houses a grand labyrinth deep underground which holds the secrets of her origin.
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Hollow
Under A Starless Sky
A number of people watch the stars in order to read someone’s fate, but what if you aren't given a fate to read? There existed a kingdom now forgotten to time lost in this decaying world, wandering alone with nowhere to go. The child abandoned by fate now stands in this dead empire lured in by curiosity. Told to them by a fortune teller “there is nothing more worth anything here now, nothing but the dregs of its cursed people waiting to die.” The hollow wanderer Fel journeys to the center of this great nation to learn of its fated end. What faded memories were left in these abandoned lands, how was this kingdom’s origin the reason behind its own fall? A remnant of the civilization prior and looked down upon by the kingdom of saints, a future that can’t be fixed even by its broken king.
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Riser
In this old tale from long ago, there existed a world governed by gods. Terrible gods who molded the world with power so mighty it rivaled the sun, they shun their radiance on any who opposed them, but one still stood against these terrible gods. Humanity challenged the gods with strength of their own, the fire in their hearts would burn in numbers to the point that it was a holy sight. And among the humans was a single girl who’s heart burned as brightly as a brilliant star, a beacon of light that burnt so beautifully it united the people, united her friends, her family, her brother. But all great lights must one day fade away, and so this great war that etched away on both man and god caused two great legends to burn out. One great battle left mankind with no guiding light, but not without hope. This one girl gave her heart to her brother, she passed on the torch to someone else, to give him a reason to fight, to carry on, a flame that would never burn away. And so moved by her sacrifice every man, woman and child would give their hopes, dreams, and future to a single boy, to create an everburning beacon that would forever fight on. Humanity's chosen light would burn away the terrible gods and create a brilliant future that would never disappear.
Yes, fight fire with fire and the world will turn to ash.
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Hello there. The only thing I think to say is that my one and only idea is that I want to share my stories in any way I can. I do have a variety of stories that I have thought up of, the most similarities they have is that I would genre them between modern + fantasy. I am still considerably new to this social media thing so if you do have any advice on how I could more easily share my stories, that would be nice and I hope to get along with you all.
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