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A Golden Path: Foundation 2.8 (ch. 17)

‘This,’ Robert thought as the echoing sounds of warcries and the thunderous steps of nearly a thousand men raced to clash against one another echoed out on the grandest stage in the Seven Kingdoms. ‘This is what I'm made for.’ 

There wasn't a doubt about it in his mind as his horse galloped forward, his warhammer in hand. His blood itched in his veins and his stomach was so full of butterflies, the only thing he could compare it to was the first time he asked to kiss a serv...

The Good Life: Creeping Sedition (ch. 85)

“You're alive?! You're alive!” Jayce erupted with joy the moment he saw me, crossing the distance between us and delivering a back breaking hug. That brought the others attention to us in the Council’s chamber. I patted Jayce on the back, my gaze bouncing between the others -- Heimerdinger was all but bouncing in his seat when he saw that I was okay. Mel, Cassandra, and Hoskel, however, had much more reserved reactions. Still pleased, of course, but reserved. 

“Barely,” I...

The Good Life: Foundations For The Future (ch. 85)

The Institute was in pretty rough shape. The synths were all slaughtered, but that was no real loss. While they had trashed the synth printer in the laboratory, I had my portable one back on Runeterra to work off of. But a solid third of its scientist population had been slaughtered in the synths revolutionary fury -- the once sterile white walls painted red with blood. The human body only had about five gallons, which wouldn't look that impressive if you dumped it into a bathtub. However, pa...

The Good Life: Aftermath Pt. 3 (ch. 84)

Giant robot. A giant robot. It was a giant robot. The thought banged around my skull like a bell, and I found myself just… happy. Since I took that deal and became Law, I had experienced all sorts of things. I had done all sorts of things. I had felt the greatest of joys by fulfilling childhood dreams, I had fallen in love, I had hedonistic orgies with beautiful women… and I had felt the lowest of lows. Holding Homelander's corpse in my arms, the endless boredom of cleaning up after the a...

The Good Life: Aftermath Pt. 2 (ch. 83)

For a year, Taylor had found her rule over the Commonwealth of Fallout going unchecked and without issue. 

She worked closely with the Institute, which utilized the Nuka-Gen-Replicator to create various role-specific insects to aid in building and maintaining infrastructure. Spiders that produced a liquid web that could then be molded into the shape they needed, which provided ample building materials necessary for expansion. They created radiation-eating grubs, which cleared large...

Legends Never Die: Knowing Thy Enemy (ch. 117)

During the past two weeks, I had my scouts searching for a battlefield that met my specifications -- flat open fields, ocean access, with a forest on the other flank. That, and it had to be within a day's march of Alabu. I desired the terrain to be to my advantage, but not so much that Horrik would refuse to fight me. He would know how hard his men had been pushed, how angry and demoralized they were. His hand was being pushed hard, but even he wouldn't take to a field where he felt defeat wa...

Legends Never Die: A Moment of Reflection (ch. 116)

“Not to talk you out of this brother, but what exactly is the goal here?” Halfdan questioned as my army bypassed Ribe, save for the two thousand Norwegians that were sent in to enforce a peace upon the burning city. There was a hum of anticipation in the air as word quickly spread about our aim -- the chase down the fleeing Danes. “It's about to start posting down rain, and I thought you wanted one great big battle?” 

“I did. Do,” I amended, looking out at the road the ...

Legends Never Die: The Hunt Begins (ch. 115)

“So? How does it feel?” Thorkell asked me as I gazed out at Hedeby, the first city in Denmark that had acknowledged me as their king. The people that had hid behind the palisade had returned to their homes, even if they did have to put up with some extra guests. But even with five men in each house, the rest of my army was forced to camp outside the city. It just wasn't big enough. Not at all like Constantinople, which could house an additional twelve thousand men and hardly notice. ...

Legends Never Die: To Be King (ch. 114)

It was impossible to describe the morale boost that came with our victory. My people knew what I was capable of. The stories had already made the rounds, and I’m sure if I stopped by any fire, I could hear an already impossibly exaggerated version of myself that I wouldn’t recognize. My men had seen me fight before, as had many of the Saxons, as most had fought against Francia. However, many had still trembled before the Danevirke. 

They saw the ditch, the earthworks, and the p...

A Golden Path: Foundation 2.9 (ch. 18)

The only thing more dangerous than a competent enemy was an incompetent ally. Brandon knew it in his gut even before the Melee began that Paul would be singled out. His father's vassals, for all they disparage the South, had their own petty pride and Paul's inclusion to the Melee had been a sore spot for many of them. Brandon and Ned had both been warming the others up to the idea, but the Crowned Prince tipping the balance? It made it feel like a command rather than a choice. 

Pau...

Best of Intentions: All They Fear Is You (ch. 20)

You know, honestly, I had just kinda figured that the major characters of the Resident Evil series would have plot armor. I mean… I didn't know much about the games. I absorbed most of the information I did know about them from memes, which I hadn't thought was a particularly good source but in hindsight were way more reliable than the movies, and the memes painted a pretty clear picture of the main characters of the series. They were DC or Marvel's idea of ‘peak human’ in that they wer...

A Golden Path: Foundation 2.8 (ch. 17)

‘This,’ Robert thought as the echoing sounds of warcries and the thunderous steps of a near a thousand me raced to clash against one another echoed out on the grandest stage in the Seven Kingdoms. ‘This is what I'm made for.’ 

There wasn't a doubt about it in his mind as his horse galloped forward, his warhammer in hand. His blood itched in his veins and his stomach was so full of butterflies, the only thing he could compare it to was the first time he asked to kiss a serva...

Best of Intentions: Tom Tom (ch. 19)

Leon Kennedy was hung over. His brain pounded at his skull like it was taking a sledgehammer to it with every beat of his heart. It hadn't b

Leon Kennedy was hung over. His brain pounded at his skull like it was taking a sledgehammer to it with every beat of his heart. It hadn't been his brightest idea to get drunk before he started the first day of his job, a job that he would hopefully keep for the rest of his life -- as a police officer. But he hadn't expected to get dumped either, s...

The Good Life: Foundations For The Future (ch. 85)

The Institute was in pretty rough shape. The synths were all slaughtered, but that was no real loss. While they had trashed the synth printer in the laboratory, I had my portable one back on Runeterra to work off of. But a solid third of its scientist population had been slaughtered in the synths revolutionary fury -- the once sterile white walls painted red with blood. The human body only had about five gallons, which wouldn't look that impressive if you dumped it into a bathtub. However, pa...

The Good Life: Aftermath Pt. 3 (ch. 84)

Giant robot. A giant robot. It was a giant robot. The thought banged around my skull like a bell, and I found myself just… happy. Since I took that deal and became Law, I had experienced all sorts of things. I had done all sorts of things. I had felt the greatest of joys by fulfilling childhood dreams, I had fallen in love, I had hedonistic orgies with beautiful women… and I had felt the lowest of lows. Holding Homelander's corpse in my arms, the endless boredom of cleaning up after the a...

The Good Life: Aftermath Pt. 2 (ch. 83)

For a year, Taylor had found her rule over the Commonwealth of Fallout going unchecked and without issue. 

She worked closely with the Institute, which utilized the Nuka-Gen-Replicator to create various role-specific insects to aid in building and maintaining infrastructure. Spiders that produced a liquid web that could then be molded into the shape they needed, which provided ample building materials necessary for expansion. They created radiation-eating grubs, which cleared large...

The Good Life: Aftermath (ch. 82)

A cataclysm. Mel Medarda could find no better word to describe what Piltover had just endured. It came without warning or cause -- one moment she was in the middle of negotiations with a representative of the Merchants Guild, and the next the ground was quaking with such intensity that the building started to crack apart. Rubble rained down as they were ushered to safety, but not all made it. Because there was no safety to be found. 

Ten minutes. 

So much had changed in ...

Legends Never Die: A Moment of Reflection (ch. 116)

“Not to talk you out of this brother, but what exactly is the goal here?” Halfdan questioned as my army bypassed Ribe, save for the two thousand Norwegians that were sent in to enforce a peace upon the burning city. There was a hum of anticipation in the air as word quickly spread about our aim -- the chase down the fleeing Danes. “It's about to start posting down rain, and I thought you wanted one great big battle?” 

“I did. Do,” I amended, looking out at the road the ...

Legends Never Die: The Hunt Begins (ch. 115)

“So? How does it feel?” Thorkell asked me as I gazed out at Hedeby, the first city that had acknowledged me as their king. The people that hid behind the palisade had returned to their homes, even if they did have to put up with some extra guests. And even with five to a house, the rest of my army was forced to camp outside the city. It just wasn't big enough. Not at all like Constantinople, which could house an additional twelve thousand men and hardly notice. 

The it in quest...

Legends Never Die: To Be King (ch. 114)

It was impossible to describe the morale boost that came with our victory. My people knew what I was capable of. The stories had already made the rounds, and I’m sure if I stopped by any fire, I could hear an already impossibly exaggerated version of myself that I wouldn’t recognize. My men had seen me fight before, as had many of the Saxons, as most had fought against Francia. However, many had trembled before the Danevirke. 

They saw the ditch, the earthworks, and the palisad...

Legends Never Die: Path of Vengeance (ch. 113)

Naturally, there was a change in King Hoffer and King Widukind towards me. An uncertainty that hadn't been there before. I expected it. Both men owed me much, but power was something difficult to relinquish even when there was good reason to. I could reassure them until I was blue in the face that I had no intention of turning my army against them, or forcing them to submit. I wouldn't matter. 

For both of them, when they last knew me, I was but a boy. I was powerful, influential, ...

Best of Intentions: All They Fear Is You (ch. 20)

You know, honestly, I had just kinda figured that the major characters of the Resident Evil series would have plot armor. I mean… I didn't know much about the games. I absorbed most of the information I did know about them from memes, which I hadn't thought was a particularly good source but in hindsight were way more reliable than the movies, and the memes painted a pretty clear picture of the main characters of the series. They were DC or Marvel's idea of ‘peak human’ in that they wer...

A Golden Path: Foundation 2.8 (ch. 17)

‘This,’ Robert thought as the echoing sounds of warcries and the thunderous steps of a near a thousand me raced to clash against one another echoed out on the grandest stage in the Seven Kingdoms. ‘This is what I'm made for.’ 

There wasn't a doubt about it in his mind as his horse galloped forward, his warhammer in hand. His blood itched in his veins and his stomach was so full of butterflies, the only thing he could compare it to was the first time he asked to kiss a serva...

Best of Intentions: Tom Tom (ch. 19)

Leon Kennedy was hung over. His brain pounded at his skull like it was taking a sledgehammer to it with every beat of his heart. It hadn't b

Leon Kennedy was hung over. His brain pounded at his skull like it was taking a sledgehammer to it with every beat of his heart. It hadn't been his brightest idea to get drunk before he started the first day of his job, a job that he would hopefully keep for the rest of his life -- as a police officer. But he hadn't expected to get dumped either, s...

A Golden Path: Foundation 2.7 (ch. 16)

Tywin Lannister was a man who wielded power as a cudgel rather than one who wielded it with a deft hand, Rickard knew. In truth, it wasn't that surprising that the friendship between him and the king soured as time went by. It was almost predictable in a way, as Tywin's upbringing left deep scars that he unwittingly put on display for all to see. 

The Rains of Castamere. To most, it was a startling reminder of something that was nearly unheard of in the Seven Kingdoms' long history...

The Good Life: Aftermath Pt. 3 (ch. 84)

Giant robot. A giant robot. It was a giant robot. The thought banged around my skull like a bell, and I found myself just… happy. Since I took that deal and became Law, I had experienced all sorts of things. I had done all sorts of things. I had felt the greatest of joys by fulfilling childhood dreams, I had fallen in love, I had hedonistic orgies with beautiful women… and I had felt the lowest of lows. Holding Homelander's corpse in my arms, the endless boredom of cleaning up after the a...

The Good Life: Aftermath Pt. 2 (ch. 83)

For a year, Taylor had found her rule over the Commonwealth of Fallout going unchecked and without issue. 

She worked closely with the Institute, which utilized the Nuka-Gen-Replicator to create various role-specific insects to aid in building and maintaining infrastructure. Spiders that produced a liquid web that could then be molded into the shape they needed, which provided ample building materials necessary for expansion. They created radiation-eating grubs, which cleared large...

The Good Life: Aftermath (ch. 82)

A cataclysm. Mel Medarda could find no better word to describe what Piltover had just endured. It came without warning or cause -- one moment she was in the middle of negotiations with a representative of the Merchants Guild, and the next the ground was quaking with such intensity that the building started to crack apart. Rubble rained down as they were ushered to safety, but not all made it. Because there was no safety to be found. 

Ten minutes. 

So much had changed in ...

The Good Life: Bloody Noses (ch. 81)

Tunnel vision. Almost as soon as Yamato and Rumi took the serum, they developed a painful case of tunnel vision. Their expressions were twisted into snarls, eyes glowing with a hostility that was sourced from a vial -- their sharp increase in raw physical prowess came at a cost, Yoruichi swiftly noted as they clashed. She still had the edge in speed, but the gap wasn't a fraction of what it was before. 

Rumi paid no heed to the devastation she left in her wake, bouncing off of buil...

Legends Never Die: The Hunt Begins (ch. 115)

“So? How does it feel?” Thorkell asked me as I gazed out at Hedeby, the first city that had acknowledged me as their king. The people that hid behind the palisade had returned to their homes, even if they did have to put up with some extra guests. And even with five to a house, the rest of my army was forced to camp outside the city. It just wasn't big enough. Not at all like Constantinople, which could house an additional twelve thousand men and hardly notice. 

The it in quest...