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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 Vengence (ch. 112)

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, ...

Legends Never Die: Plans in Motion (ch. 112)

People didn't really know how to react once I returned to the island some hours later. 

It wasn't that they weren't happy -- there was much rejoicing and celebration. Especially from those who took the wolf’s presence as an intensely dark omen as it had denied them a sacred grove. However, for the most part, people were just… stupefied. They gazed upon me, upon the pelt that I now wore as a cloak, and they couldn't believe their eyes. 

There were alr...

I appreciate you guys

Hello again, I just wanted to make a quick post to express my gratitude to all of you for your understanding and patience. During the initial days following my trip to the ER, I was really worried about how things would shake out because I knew that there was no way I could balance everything with quitting the job, building my backlog, and continuing to post as normal while following the doctor's orders to cut down on the stress.

I genuinely thought the Patreon was going to fall apart ...

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 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, so the start of the rest of his life wasn't exactly smooth even before he started drinking. 

He didn't have an apartment, or even a plan ...

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...

Best of Intentions: All The Small Things (ch. 18)

Only Rude could look annoyed after getting  shot in the chest, sniped with a high-caliber rifle that punched a hole under his armpit and continued on out the other side in a spray of blood. His expression wasn’t one of shock. Not horror either. Just indignant annoyance as his strength failed him, and he started to fall to what had to be certain death as zombies continued to spill forth from the funnel that they’d created. 

Jill’s heart was in her throat, air refusing to ...

Update

Hello, everyone, I wanted to give a bit of an update since I finally got a little more information, and I have a much better idea of what the overall game plan is going to be going forward. But first, let me thank you all for your well wishes and patience. I really do appreciate it.

While I learned what exactly was wrong with me, I also learned that next month, I'm going to need minor surgery. It's largely my fault, as I just straight-up ignored my symptoms for like four months until I...

Announcement: Had a health scare which caused the delay.

Very sorry for vanishing without any warning, but I hoped to have a little more information before I said anything. But it looks like I'm going to have to wait a bit longer for those answers.

To preface this -- I've been feeling a bit off for a couple of months now, with some stomach issues. It came to ahead on Sunday night and I had to take a trip to the ER. I am fine, they gave me some medication, and I'm making appointments to determine what exactly is the issue but we do know the mo...

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: Acts of Rebellion (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...

The Good Life: Acts of Rebellion (ch. 80)

Sukuna grabbed Mahoraga by the head, slamming the shikigami through a series of buildings as he sent wave after wave of Cleaves into its head. It parted into chunks, yet it had some form of high speed regeneration that allowed it to heal itself. With barely a pause, the shikigami swung at Sukuna, the blade attached at its forearm arcing down to his neck. A blade of exorcism -- that was a pretty unique find, as it was a cursed tool designed to kill cursed spirits. A single cut would be enough ...

Going Native (Rewrite) (DBZ/DC)

A quick note before anyone gets their hopes up: this isn't Going Native coming back. This is a potential rewrite in the Idea-Pile. There's an AN at the bottom that'll explain more.

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“How dare you be born with a powerful level of a pathetic two hundred!? Your brother was born with a power level of ten thousand, making him the second strongest Saiyan alive by the time he took his first breath!” King Vegeta raged at me, slamming a fist upon the arm of his thr...

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 Vengence (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, ...

Legends Never Die: Plans in Motion (ch. 112)

People didn't really know how to react once I returned to the island some hours later. 

It wasn't that they weren't happy -- there was much rejoicing and celebration. Especially from those who took the wolf’s presence as an intensely dark omen as it had denied them a sacred grove. However, for the most part, people were just… stupefied. They gazed upon me, upon the pelt that I now wore as a cloak, and they couldn't believe their eyes. 

There were already tales and so...

Legends Never Die: Oath Fufilled (ch. 111)

“Tell me of your journey, Siegfried. I want to hear all of it,” Mother requested in a tone that felt more like an order. There was a point in time as a child that I hated that tone, as it usually meant my brothers had offloaded their chores onto me, but now it was a balm to my spirit. My family was seated together as we finally got a moment to reunite in the early morning the day after our arrival. 

Words couldn't describe how good it felt to see my family all under one roof ag...

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 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 -- a police officer. But he hadn't expected to get dumped either, so the start of the rest of his life wasn't exactly smooth. 

He didn't have an apartment, or even a plan really beyond crashing at the presc...

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...

Best of Intentions: All The Small Things (ch. 18)

Only Rude could look annoyed after getting  shot in the chest, sniped with a high-caliber rifle that punched a hole under his armpit and continued on out the other side in a spray of blood. His expression wasn’t one of shock. Not horror either. Just indignant annoyance as his strength failed him, and he started to fall to what had to be certain death as zombies continued to spill forth from the funnel that they’d created. 

Jill’s heart was in her throat, ai...

A Golden Path: Foundation 2.6 (ch. 15)

Ned felt so light a stray breeze might carry him off to the clouds from the very moment he opened his eyes. There was a moment where he might have thought that the events of the night prior were but a dream, but given that his arm was completely numb and the parts that weren't were filled with pins and needles, all due to someone using it as a pillow… it confirmed that everything that happened last night was real. All of it. 

From mustering up his courage at the behest of Paul to...

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: The Start of Something Beautiful (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...

The Good Life: Acts of Rebellion (ch. 80)

Sukuna grabbed Mahoraga by the head, slamming the shikigami through a series of buildings as he sent wave after wave of Cleaves into its head. It parted into chunks, yet it had some form of high speed regeneration that allowed it to heal itself. With barely a pause, the shikigami swung at Sukuna, the blade attached at its forearm arcing down to his neck. A blade of exorcism -- that was a pretty unique find, as it was a cursed tool designed to kill cursed spirits. A single cut would be enough ...

The Good Life: The Games We Play (ch. 79)

It was difficult to put into words how I felt, and that was partly because of the physical whiplash of the transformation I went through. Moments ago, I had been at Death's door, one foot across the threshold and about to cross over entirely. Then, the next, I was stronger than I had ever been. Stronger than I could have ever conceived of being. 

But, if I did have to put it into words, then I would say I felt… realized. 

I had become the ideal version of...

Legends Never Die: What If: The Umayyad Caliphate (Omake)

This is an omake that I’ve been playing around with for some time, but held off because I was wary of spoilers. However, we have finally reached a point in the story where it doesn’t feel like spoiling far off events, though some parts of the omake will be kept deliberately vague. 

The perspective of the omake is someone composing an alternate history theory, similar to AlternateHistoryHub ...

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...

Best of Intentions: All The Small Things (ch. 18)

Only Rude could look annoyed after getting shot in the chest, sniped with a high-caliber rifle that punched a hole under his armpit and continued on out the other side in a spray of blood. His expression wasn’t one of shock. Not horror either. Just indignant annoyance as his strength failed him, and he started to fall to what had to be certain death as zombies continued to spill forth from the funnel that they’d created.

Jill’s heart was in her throat, air refusing to enter her ...