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Edit Announcement:

After the Witcher Arc, I'll take a week off to edit the earlier chapters so they're not so... Unecessarily long. I feel like I may have leaned into the relationship with Gil and Kirei too much. Sure, I did plan to kill the latter off hence why the build-up, but I didn't even realize it's over 100K words already😅 I need to be more concise but still capture the essences of the characters. Sorry if this got your hope up for a chap today. Thanks for listening.

Chapter 42 — The Swallow & The Mage (3), G.O.D (Public)

A/N: The sex scene is to cement their relationship. Don’t expect more from me please. Always awkward to write.

I have underestimated just how different something as simple as the perception of the world can be for a person with the Elder Blood. The first difference I notice is my field of vision—so wide, so expansive that it’s giving me a severe ‘bout of motion sickness, simply due to how unprepared my brain is to process the now drastically altered se...

Chapter 41 — Event Continuation, Elder Blood (1) (Edited) (Public)

Thrice within a single year? If there’s a Guinness Record for fainting, I think I deserve an honorable mention at least. “Let’s not make a habit of this…” I mutter to myself, quickly rising to my feet.

The ritualistic knife that had been on my chest clatters loudly to the ground, its tang making a racket and sending another fresh wave of pain through my Operating System. “Fuck.”

I hiss, lunging for the knife.

Thankfully, it has survived the fall unscathed...

HELP!!!

If I could attach a picture of Aqua screaming her lungs out I would.

I need help for [Temperance]'s first Perk. The other I already figured out, but Temperance...

Please give me every idea you have, 'cause over a dozen Perks are too much even for me.

I've spent like the whole day just thinking about the Perk since I dont want the [Temperance] to just be Aura. Pls, help.

Chapter 40 — Foe Vanquished!!! (Public)

A month speeds by faster than a dog in an open field—probably due to how much fun I had adventuring with Ciri, working to decipher and improve both my new Spells and tweak the Trials…

Before I realize it, the day of reckoning has arrived.

Today is the day Triss leads the ‘elves westward to the Blessed Lands’—Kovir!

It’s also the day Ciri and I will unleash the fury of human upon the Wild Hunt and the raw power of magic upon Redania.

Radovid wo...

Chapter 39 — Novigrad (2) (Edited) (Public)

Guest: Oh, yeah, about Circuits. Leo’s Circuits follow the standards for Modern Magi which are weaker than what ancient human had, while the Body Branch Parameters are calculated based on Servants. It’s my way of balancing the two since Magecraft is incredibly versatile.

Triss exceeded all expectations.

Based on a magical simulation of my physiology, the Spell could accurately replicate the aging process down to the year, complete with an option fo...

Chapter 38 — Adulthood Achieved!

After some back-and-forth, Triss ultimately decides, against her better judgment, to place her trust in me and set about crafting the artifact. I’d have asked her outright for the Spell, but knowing Nasu, there’d likely be some contrived reason it wouldn't work… A Mystic Code built to last, however…

If the alien technology of the Machine Gods functioned as intended, I see no reason why the mystical relics from the Outworlds won’t.

Unfortunately, a key ingredient meant ...

Chapter 37 — Novigrad (Public)

It’s a strange, almost surreal experience to be in that twilight state of half-alertness and half-drunk, and right after we leave Crow’s Perch as well…

The booze sure knows how to be an inconvenience.

Doubling over in the saddle, I rub my eyes, trying to clear the fog.

This really took me back to my first brush with tobacco—an intoxicating mix of disorientation and calm that keeps beckoning me back again and again, luring me with promises of serenity it can n...

Chapter 36 — The Bloody Baron (Public)

We greet Crow’s Perch with bone-deep weariness.

Even I, thanks to Anna’s constant cries, am fucking spent.

Thankfully, Phillip’s steward; the saint that he is; sorts us each a room pretty quickly.

The moment I hit that straw mattress and furry blanket—surprisingly plush, or maybe I’m just that dead on my feet—it was lights out. 

No drifting, just a thud and darkness.

I wake up to muffled screams and hysterical sobs. Adrenaline surging, ...

Chapter 35 — Crookback Crones (2) (Public)

Ciri's doing a fine job, I must say.

Of the Crookback Crones, Brewess is probably the easiest match for the budding Witcheress.

She's… The RPG tank—cumbersome and slow; a battering ram with a taste for human flesh. 

Every swing she takes, though clumsy, carries enough force to bash open heads and crush skulls.

It's a good thing Ciri can teleport, her [Blink] allowing her to reposition and dance between those bone-crushing blows with relative ease.

I...

Chapter 34 — Crookback Crones (1) (Public)

Something gnaws at the back of my mind… Something crucial to the Questline.

Should I slay the Spirit or set it free?

One condemns Phillip to hang himself, the other will save the man and his wife, bitchy as she is.

“You seem distracted.”

Ciri’s touch on my shoulder snaps me out of my reverie. I blink at her, disoriented. “Yeah, there’s something I need to handle before we go on.”

The Baron’s eyes flare with anger as he spins around, fists c...

Chapter 33 — The Magus & The Swallow (2) (Public)

The forest looms in a tangled web of twisted, gnarled trees reaching up to the blanketed sky where the stars twinkle weakly, like the dying breaths of mortal men.

Thick, ominous clouds obscure the Moon, casting the woodland in an eerie gloom, while the air’s heavy with the scent of corruption;

Of freshly-spilt blood;

Of the damp earth and decaying leaves which’re giving off a musty, almost suffocating stink.

Shadows dance across the forest floor—unseen spir...

Chapter 32 — The Magus & The Swallow (Public)

A/N: Sorry for the delay. Real life issues.

Towards an Universe far beyond the reach of mortals, a Magus is being hurtled through a wormhole at speeds no mortal could possibly fathom.

That Magus is me, naturally.

I expected the Void to be dark… It was a black abyss when I met Detachment and Obsession.

But now I see more clearly… I can perceive endless webs of energy, some vibrant and colorful—thriving, others dark and dreadful—l...

Chapter 31 — Spaghetto (Public)

A/N: Before you lose your minds, they will reunite.

A searing ember ignites beneath my ribs like a parasitic inferno gnawing its way through flesh and bone.

I jolt awake with a gasp, shoving the weight from my chest and clawing at my eyes as the stench of death—a fetid cocktail of decay and burnt flesh—assaults my nostrils.

“You play rough, don’t you?”

“Wha- Who are you? Where am I?” I turn, searching for the fami...

Chapter 29, 30 — "I DIDN'T DO THIS!" (Edited) (Public)

My foot collides with the severed head of a homunculus. This one wielded its hair as a weapon, not unlike of that certain butler’s style, rather than the on-the-go Familiar Creation favored by Illya and Irisviel. I was right—they’re scared, as much as poor imitations of human beings can be.

And they have every reason to be.

I’ve grossly misjudged my own strength.

While Kotomine Kirei isn’t the strongest out there, he’s still quite the heavyweight in the supern...

Chapter 27, 28 — Castle Einzbern (1 - 2) (Public)

“You know what the first car I’ll snag once I finally get my driving license?” I toss the question into the car’s buzzing silence. As expected, John and Kiritsugu don’t bother replying—whether it’s because they’re wrapped up in their own minds, uninterested, or just plain oblivious about vehicles, who’s to say? It’s only fair, I suppose. Barely three hours ago, we were tearing each other apart like rabid animals, and now?

We’re cr...

DML (OLD) — C10

We strolled towards the waiting monster. "You distract it, I'll find ways to break its defense. Remember, its regenerative powers are probably boosted by Regul's, so don't push too hard. Retreat if you must, don't get too cocky, we don't know what this… Fusion has mutated their abilities into. Oh-And use as many cocktails as you have, the sooner we wear him down, the quicker he will be able to kill him, understood?" Sven nodded, face grim as he glared at the creature. As for me, I couldn't ...

DML (OLD) — C9

'This reminds me of CoD: World at War.' That thought crossed my mind as we went blow-for-blow with the horde. Sure, there wasn't much explosives and they weren't using World War II guns, but the seemingly endless horde of enemies that kept popping up was rather reminiscent of the infamous infinite spawn the developers put in certain levels of the twelve years old game. It wasn't exciting, or thrilling, or even fun. It was just boringly repetitive. Honestly, where did he get all these bio-mass...

DML (OLD) — C8

Regul Black– Former prodigy of House Black, now budding Dead Apostle sat quietly on his grey couch, staring intensely at his monstrous creations as his mind wandered. They survived, two of the Enforcers sent by the Tower survived. The mere fact enraged him as he threw the glass of blood from his hand then slumped back in dismay. The feeling was short-lived however, as years of training to be the Black heir soon kicked in. "So they defeated my creations." Regul's face turned expressionless a...

DML (OLD) — C7

"… So, how is the investigation? Have you found anything interesting" I looked up from the map and shook my head. "No, we have established his hunting ground is near Chionji Temple and Kyoto University, but I have also found earlier reports of children and teenagers disappearing around the small road next to the old Imperial Palace and even the Nyakuoji Shrine in the outer edge. I think he might be hiding in a residence nearby." I pointed at the board with multiple copies of images and repo...

DML (OLD) — C6 (Public)

"C'mon, we need to leave now. GET. UP!" I grabbed the dazed Glascheit's heir, throwing his arm over my shoulder. He didn't seem very cognizant, but his body moved along with me, and that was all I want from him. Dragging our feet along the charred wooden floor, Glascheit and I pushed forward amidst the raging fire and ashes. We encountered a few obstacles along the way, mostly collapsed cement blocks or burning furniture, but it wasn't that difficult for someone who had treaded through the Fu...

DML (OLD) — C5 (Public)

Control…

We all wanted it,

Struggled for the slightest measure of it in Life,

Reaching desperately for it as both individuals and a collective,

Never realizing our hardships were completely meaningless.

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Different… Humans in this Universe were fundamentally different compared to my old one. And I wasn't talking about simple cosmetic changes like hair and eye color here, I was talking how their bodies operated. It was a biologica...

DML (OLD) — C4 (Public)

Give and take.

That is the nature of our World.

The basis of all relationships.

Humans, or animals…

Our values as living beings are all determined on how much we can give away.

I never knew that growing up,

Was never taught that lesson, until it was too late.

Still, I've never grown to resent such a World, since deep down,

I know I'm no different from the rest...

Even though I have bursts of kindness,

Even though I have d...

DML (OLD) — C3 (Public)

Videogames and fictions became my sole solace.

The adventures I could have.

The friends I could make.

The sense of accomplishment that I had not once felt.

It was all so intoxicating, and I thought I'd be fine as long as things remained that way…

But it didn't.

For in order to exist, all things within the bound of our Universe must always be in a state of constant motion.

Back and forth.

Left and right.

Up and down.

Thing...

DML (OLD) — C2 (Public)

The place where I lived didn't snow.

Yet, the cold felt just as biting, if not more.

Was it me? Was it my fault?

Was I the one to blame?

Do this ■■■■ ■■■■.

Be that ■■■■ ■■■■.

You should listen to us, ■■■■ ■■■■.

That won't work ■■■■ ■■■■.

Why are you so useless, ■■■■ ■■■■?!

"Shut up. All of you. Just shut the fuck up already!"

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.

....

DML (OLD) — C1 (Public)

A/N: Thank Gods this chap is fine.
Darkness was good.

Darkness was fine.

It was familiar.

I was safe here.

I could cry without fear.

I could sob and not be judged.

The loneliness was there, ever present, but it didn't bother me as much.




Or maybe it still did, and I had just learnt to stop caring?




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I woke up with a gasp. I ha...

DML (Old) — Pilot (Public)

A/N: Again, the format is like a bull runs through the letters. I'll clean it up when I have time... Maybe.
Words alone couldn't describe the Hell that had manifested.Charred corpses laid as far as the eyes could see.Screams were heard and snuffed out almost instantly.Then, there ...

DML — Prologue (Public)

A/N: This is the first 10 Chapters for DML. It has nothing to do with Infinity, keep in mind. Format is a bit messed up but I have a deadline to keep so...😅
When I was six, I learned I was nothing more than a face amongst many. When I was twelve, I understood that my parents weren't the saints I thought they were. When I was fifteen, I realized life was far harder than I had previously imagined. I was twenty-one, when I took my own lif...

Chapter 26 — Model Terminator (2) (Edited) (Public)

The entire journey to the hospital, I had to supply the Magus Killer with my blood, which despite its innate potency, Kiritsugu seems incapable of absorbing properly due to the Curse afflicting him.

By the time we get him the much-needed analgesic, his burns have improved, save for his left eye, which now bears a milky sheen.

The eye is a fluid-filled orb, when irrevocably damaged, that’s it.

[Reinforcement] is a handy tool that bolsters aspects of the body… The so-...

Chapter 25 — Model Terminator (1) (Public)

After an hour, Kiritsugu and I get settled into our motel room. I go to fetch us each a can of soda each.

Not that either of us needs to worry about packing on the pounds—for Kiritsugu, the Curse he endures affects far more than just his Magic Circuits; it causes a gradual atrophy in all aspects of his physicality, weight included.

Grasping the doorknob, I push it open only to be greeted by the sight of the signature Contender pointed directly at my head. Pushing the nozzle a...