Allen1996

To relax while writing some commissions, I had decided to write a prelude and half of a first chapter to the concept of an original story I had in mind that I would call Gnosis. Here is the prelude, what do y’all think of it?

There's a quote about truth, something about how it liberates, how it sets you free.

There are many things said about truth, to be frank. We're taught its importance, the role it plays between us. How we owe each other honesty. How relationships crumble without it. How integrity matters. All those things we're supposed to believe about truth being good, being necessary, being the foundation of everything worth having.

I was told all of this. I know all of this, and intellectually,...

Uchiha’s grimoire guide to winning: chapter 10: Red eyes of Doom and neurochemistry

I had to literally read psychology papers for this chapter. I really hope y’all like it.

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"Of course, there were no instructions in the texts like what's the point? I had gone to speak with one of the elders and apparently, I was too young and not mature enough to know the requirements. Do you believe that? Me? Not mature enough."

I looked at her with a deadpan expression. "Tota...

The Uchiha’s grimoire guide to winning: chapter 9: A lesson about fire

"Never again."

"Oh, don't be like that, little Ren. It's always like that when you begin something new," the too bright and cheerful voice of my aunt said.

I was now sure of one thing. She was the greatest evil in this universe, not Madara or Black Zetsu or Kaguya, because what would be another reason for her to be so cheerful after she made me go through hell?

"There is a difference between training and 'I am going to turn my supposedly favourite nephew into cinders.' I kno...

What do you mean when you say I am supposed to be the devil: chapter 11: Between stars

We danced, we danced through and between the cosmos and the stars, Michael, my brother and I.

We had decided to test the results of the ritual.

There's a freedom here I knew without a doubt I would not be able to find anywhere else. Michael spins past me, his body trailing light that collapses into itself before exploding outward into small bursts of fire. Each one hums at a frequency I feel more than hear. Seven pairs of wings stretch from his back, golden, radiant, beautiful bey...

The Uchiha’s grimore guide to winning: chapter 8: Powerscaling, Xianxia and rain of steels

Hello. Late happy new year to all of you. Only the best, hopefully 2026 doesn't sack us in an alley like its big brother 2025 did. To be frank, this is half a chapter and if writing the other half would not take me more time, I would have written it whole. Because of that, I was not able to include Ren using the perks he gained at the end of the last chapter but here they are:

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Orti Anima Sanguineque: Chapter 7: My compass is my curiosity

Late merry Christmas to everyone. I hope y’all will like the chapter.

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POV: NIKOLAOS "BRIAREOS" PETROPOULOS

The eastern path that I had chosen feel…different, absent, as if not real in some way.

That's the only word for it. Absence.

The stone here doesn't pulse like it does near our base. It doesn't breathe. It just is. Static. Silent. Like a p...

Orti Anima Sanguineque: chapter 6: Dear horrifying Lovecraft-loving flesh shaping sister and I

POV: ELIJAH "GYES" DOE

North.

I’m walking toward the north.

Toward darkness so thick it feels like drowning.

The Hunter part of me feels as if it knows darkness. Welcomes it even. Darkness seemed to be where my insight blooms the most, where the eyes open, where the truth that the world obscures becomes visible.

I've been walking for an hour. Maybe more. Time is strange here. It moves in waves rather than lines, lapping at the edges of percepti...

Orti Anima Sanguineque: chapter 5: A scaly’s game of thrones

POV: CHRISTOPHER "KOTTOS" McConnell

"You know you never separate the party, right?" I say, arms crossed. "That's how they all die in horror movies. You know that, right?"

Elijah snorts. Actually snorts. The bastard. "Well, sucks to suck, I guess, but we're not them. We're fucking us."

"Damn," Niko drawls, adjusting that ridiculous crown-thing he's got flickering around his head. "At this rate, your will make Chris’ head explode due to sheer ego."

"My...

Demiurge: Grover 1.5

Technically, this chapter should have come before Grover II. I thought I had written it back then and I’m realizing it’s not the case so here it is. Hope y’all like it

PS: I advise you to listen to the song above or something similar or your favourite metal song with sick riffs while reading this to have the best experience.

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So many things ha...

I’m high-key wondering if you still like the writing and if I shouldn’t stop

What the title says. I might low-key regret it later but I am thinking about stopping definitely, to stop writing. I noticed since a moment more precisely since the in between absences due to my health that posts and the likes are receiving less and less interaction and stuff and it feels as if y’all not interested anymore or I don’t do a good job anymore or maybe it’s simply me or my writing or I don’t know. I won’t lie and say the money isn’t nice but I first began writing becau...

Orti Anima Sanguineque( Greek myths/pjo self inserts into the Hechatoncheires with Fromsoft games power): chapter 4: And also us

Pov: NIKOLAOS "BRIAREOS" PETROPOULOS

There's a particular kind of comfort in having a plan.

Even if the plan is "conquer literal hell," even if the plan is objectively idiotic, even if the plan requires us to fight against the fundamental structure of reality itself having goals, having steps, having a framework turns chaos into challenge.

And I've always been good with challenges. Especially the kind that involve research and lore and understanding systems....

Orti Anima Sanguineque( three gamers reincarnate as the Hechatoncheires with Fromsoft games powers): chapter 3: OTHER PEOPLE

POV: ELIJAH "GYES" DOE

Even though it sounds crazy, I say we go for it.

The words leave my mouth—mouths? and I feel them settle into the air like seeds into soil. Chris's plan is objectively mad. Suicidally ambitious. The kind of thing that heroes attempt in the third act after extensive montages and character development.

It feels as if We're still at best in chapter three.

But madness and I are old friends. We've shared apartments....

Orti Anima Sanguineque( Greek myths/pjo self inserts in the three Hechatoncheires with fromsoft games powers): chapter 2: Hell IS

POV: CHRISTOPHER "KOTTOS" MCCONNELL

“That is so fucked. All of this is so fucked. What kind of fucked isekai is that?”

I mean, seriously. What kind of cosmic joke gets you killed by what, simultaneous heart attacks? Aneurysms? Divine intervention? and dumps you in literal fucking hell with a hundred arms and the vague memory of your mom being the actual Earth?

My hands and Christ, there are so many of them, like someone hit ctrl-c ctrl-v on my skeleton a...

Commission/one shot?: (Choujin X/X over/ Dc Vertigo self insert as Takehito): Welcome to the devil’s parlor: the prophecy of hollow men

"Do you believe in the word 'tragic'?"

"I don't. I think it's a word that lets people pretend suffering has meaning."

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I was born with gravity in my veins and prophecy written on my bones.

The coffee tastes burnt tonight.

I noticed this an hour ago, when the barista, silver-haired, quiet, the kind of woman who seems to have seen every possible variation of human sadne...

Uchiha’s grimoire guide to winning: chapter 7: There is an Uchiha in the woods!

"Man, I knew it was bad but I didn't think it was this bad."

Uncle Arashi's voice cut through the silence of the hidden Uchiha meeting room like a blade through silk, smooth, inevitable, and somehow worse for its gentleness.

I was sitting now, cross-legged on the tatami mat, hands folded in my lap in a way that probably looked calm to anyone who didn't know better.

My fingers were white at the knuckles.

The air in the room tasted like old wood and incense,...

Slaves obey, men choose: chapter 33: Kindling

The magic settled over my skin like a second shadow.

Not invisibility, that would be crude.

What I wove using magic was subtler: a deflection woven from light and will, a suggestion written into the world itself that I wasn't worth noticing.

The spell bent attention away like water around stone.

Eyes would slide past.

Minds would forget to question.

Even magical senses if there were any other of note in Astapor would find nothing but empty air.

I was...

Won’t be able to post today/tonight

What the title says. Sorry

Slaves obey, men choose: chapter 32: Eos

This chapter was written listening to Standchen S.560 ( https://open.spotify.com/track/4b59u2E74KcDuyHCRBkf5v?si=W-9weWSiSmy0JUqbZ36qDA&context=spotify%3Aartist%3A2p0UyoPfYfI76PCStuXfOP ). I advise you to listen to it while reading if you want to feel completely the vib...