Long length stories.
<~ 1.8 (The Black Market) | Index | (Once Upon a Disaster) 1.10 ~> “Great news!” Monsele said joyously as she entered Krestean’s office. “Admiral Armella just contacted us, saying she’s willing to give this place a try!” A few weeks has passed since admiral Berlu agreed to settle Read more…
After a long year of training to better control his abilities at Raifal Mage college, Mar finally returns to his parents’ home.
6426 words | 26 min
Following the leads, Techtor has located a military complex that houses both a nuclear silo and a research facility. He has assembled a small team of mutants to help him in his mission into the facility.
<~ 1.7 (The Battle of Atlantis) | Index | (An Unexpected Visitor) 1.9 ~> *bang* Despite the hushed cough of the gun, the sound echoed faintly in the empty room. The bullet that left Tristul’s gun went straight through Krestean’s chest, lodging itself inside of a screen behind her. Read more…
With some farewells and some companions, Irikshan departs from Shormton to begin his trek across the Imaadudish Empire. 3072 words | 12 min
<~ 1.6 (Divine Disputes) | Index | (The Black Market) 1.8 ~> Early next day, Drakian and Horus went with Isis to check on the supposed ‘poisonous air’. The Greek deities were eager for battle, but luring them into a poisoned area would be a dishonorable move, and so they Read more…
Techtor and Scope have been tracking some mutant hunters and preparing to assault their mutant fighting ring, but a blizzard has blown in and may disrupt these plans.
<~ 1.5 (Nycombian Diplomacy) | Index | (The Battle of Atlantis) 1.7 ~> Thousands of light years away, Drakian made his way back to the nearest human establishment. Last time he visited Earth the humans had the most basic of farms, with only simple mud huts for shelter. Seeing the Read more…
<~ 1.4 (New Neastia) | Index | (Divine Disputes) 1.6 ~> The nycombs were hesitant to accept Krestean’s invitation, but a group of five was sent to investigate nonetheless. Each of them moved around on four hoofed limbs, their gray skin barely noticeable behind the metallic plating they wore. From Read more…
<~ 1.3 (Recollection) | Index | (Nycombian Diplomacy) 1.5 ~> When Krestean woke up, the ship was dark and silent. She sat up, her body aching terribly, trying to force herself to stand. “Take it slowly, there is no need to exert yourself,” a voice came from her side. She Read more…