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The Last Pillarman Chapter 17 — The Thieves Guild

Saadia crouched in the shadows with layers of thick robes covering every inch of her skin. The midday sun was an enemy, pressing down even through the fabric. She could feel its heat clawing at her, weakening her, making her body feel sluggish. If she stood in it too long, she'd start to burn, mask or not. But this was what her Lord had commanded, so she endured.

She stayed s...

The Last Pillarman Chapter 16 — Ysolda

Saadia crouched on the rooftop, watching the street below as Ysolda walked along, completely oblivious. She moved through the dark with a carefree bounce in her step, a basket of clothes swinging at her side. Saadia followed easily, her body moving without effort. She leapt from one roof to another, silent as a shadow, landing with perfect control. Her body was incredible now. She ...

A World of Death Chapter 35 — Infiltration

Willem stormed through the marble-floored atrium of the manse, while he barked orders at the servants who scurried around him with crates in their arms. "Pack the silver candlesticks in the velvet-lined chest over there," he shouted, pointing to a corner where two young boys struggled with a heavy trunk, "and wrap them properly so they do not scratch, or I will take the cost out of your h...

A World of Death Chapter 34 — Willem’s Manse

Arthur sat at the head of the long table in the main hall, his fingers drumming impatiently on the wood he had planed smooth only a week earlier, while Cassie moved around the group with a jug of watered ale in her hands. Alys sat to his left, her posture slumped as she leaned on her elbows, and the man she had introduced as an old friend named Harlan took the chair across from her...

A World of Death Chapter 33 — Squire? Apprentice?

Arthur woke before the first hint of dawn crept through the cracks in the shutters. The cot creaked softly as he sat up, rubbed the sleep from his eyes with the heel of his hand, and swung his legs over the floor. He dressed quickly in the same patched tunic and trousers he had worn for days, laced his boots, and stepped out into the corridor while the house still lay wrapped in si...

DC: All for One Chapter 10 — The Watchful Guardian

Ethan sat in the interview room occasionally glancing at the clock on the wall which ticked forward slowly; several hours had passed since his conversation with Detective Harper and now he waited for the social worker whom the police had contacted to arrive, and escort him to temporary accommodations that the system provided for minors in his situation. Ethan shifted in the ...

DC: All for One Chapter 9 — Backed into a Corner

In Gotham, you can die at the drop of a hat. One day you can just be walking on the side of the street and next you have been shot in the head for the forty dollars you made scraping shit out of the fast food toilet. Chances are they will never catch your killer either. It does not matter if you are good or bad, it does not matter what political party you support, it does not matte...

A World of Death Chapter 32 — Making Improvements

Time seemed to fly after the incident at the orphanage, and a few days after the incident Arthur found that he had recovered fully from the wounds that had kept him in bed for so long. The stitches in his gut no longer pulled when he moved and could be removed, and the bruises on his ribs had faded until he could swing a sword without wincing. He had spent much of the time since then repa...

A World of Death Chapter 31 — Scumbags

A few hours had passed since the attack on the riverbank, yet none of them had moved far from the reeds. The sun now hung low in the west, and the air had cooled enough that the younger children shivered whenever the breeze came off the water. Everyone sat in a tight knot on the muddy grass, knees drawn up, arms around one another. Meggie and Lena pressed against Cassie's sides while Thom...

Life can Change Chapter 92 — First Assignment

Mark stood at the forward viewport of the command deck with his arms folded behind his back while the stars outside stretched into long white ribbons of light as the ship hurtled through hyperspace. Every second carried him farther from Viltrum, farther from Raven, Harley, Kara, and the children who waited in the lab he had left behind only hours earlier. Doubt crept into his thoug...

Life can Change Chapter 91 — The Conqueror

Mark stood naked at the wide viewport in the suite, his arms crossed over his chest as he stared out at the sprawling city that seemed to be built in the sky. The Viltrumite capital stretched endlessly in every direction, thousands of towering spires that pierced the sky. Lots of the Massive structures floated in mid-air, connected by bridges that went to other buildings. Ve...

Dragon Ball: Taro Saga Chapter 7 — Ki Control

Three days passed beneath the twin suns, and in that time the worst of Taro's wounds had settled into a dull, manageable ache instead of the constant stabbing heat that had kept him half-delirious after the fight. His ribs still complained every time he twisted too quickly, and his left arm remained stiff and swollen, but the bone had begun to knit back together and heal. He...

Dragon Ball: Taro Saga Chapter 6 — Primal Instincts

"RAAAAH!"

White light flared around him as his aura snapped into place, blasting a ring of dust outward. He surged forward instantly, boots punching into the ground as he shot toward the creature.

The beast charged at the same time, claws tearing through rock with long scraping lines. Its huge body moved far faster than something that size should have been able to. Taro threw ...

Dragon Ball: Taro Saga Chapter 5 — Wasteland Survival

Taro dropped to the alcove floor and slammed out one thousand push-ups on his knuckles with his legs extended straight behind him and his tail wrapped tight around his waist while he kept his back perfectly straight and his core locked so that every rep burned deep into his shoulders and chest until blood dripped from the reopened scabs on his hands and pooled in small red dots on the sto...

Dragon Ball: Taro Saga Chapter 4 — Training

Taro cracked his eyes open long before that damn siren had a chance to wake him up, and he let out a low groan that rumbled deep in his chest as he shoved himself upright from the alcove's stone floor. His ribs protested with a sharp stab that made him suck in a hiss through his teeth, but he just shook his head and muttered to himself, "Yeah, yeah, I get it, body. You're pi...

A World of Death Chapter 30 — Some Things Never Change

It had been a few days and Arthur continued working in the orphanage as he recovered, his hammer ringing against nails as he reinforced a sagging beam that had threatened to collapse under the weight of the roof. His body had recovered well enough to move without constant pain, the stitches in his gut now just a painful pull when he stretched too far. But he wasn't entirely healed;...

A World of Death Chapter 29 — Princess Rhaella

Mira stood still for a long moment and did not know what to say or where to look, because the woman in front of her was a princess and every lesson she had learned in her life told her to bow and keep her head down, yet her body did not move at all as Rhaella waited with that beautiful but unreadable expression she had. The night air carried the sound of the feast in faint waves that rose...

Life can Change Chapter 90 — Brave New World

(AN: Don’t worry I still intend on continuing this one for a few more chapters.)

Superman cut across the sky in an arc while the air peeled away from him with sharp cracks that rolled behind him like distant thunder. The world blurred into strokes of colour under him and the wind pressed against his face while he pushed through one sound barrier then another. His chest felt tight ...

Life can Change Chapter 89 — Same Old World

"Welcome back to Capital Tonight, where we're diving deep into the aftermath of the Viltrumite invasion that left Gotham in ruins and millions displaced across the nation. Over half the city gone in a single day of destruction, and now relief camps stretch from the outskirts of Blüdhaven to the edges of Metropolis. Joining us tonight are Dr. Elena Vasquez, urban policy expert from...

The Last Pillarman Chapter 15 — Casual Encounters

Tsun's days in Whiterun had become repetitive. He spent his nights in the Bannered Mare, drinking, reading, and experimenting with magic. His understanding of the arcane was growing at an alarming rate, faster than any normal mage could hope to achieve. Magic in this world had rules. Spells required forming matrices; intricate patterns of magic that needed to be shaped before they could be...

The Last Pillarman Chapter 14 — In My Time of Need

In the early hours of the morning, the door to the Bannered Mare opened slowly. Two figures stepped inside. They wore loose robes that draped over their bodies, with scarves covering the lower halves of their faces. The inn was quiet, with patrons passed out on the floor. They moved carefully, stepping over bodies without making a sound. Their hands hovered near the curved bl...

The Last Pillarman Chapter 13 — The First Evolution

Tsun's eyes snapped open, and for a moment, he didn't know where he was. The world felt distant, as if he'd been asleep for an eternity. His body was heavy, groggy, and a strange burning sensation throbbed deep in his muscles. He groaned, sitting up slowly, his joints creaking as if they hadn't moved in years.

Swinging his legs over the edge of the bed, he planted his feet on the flo...

The Last Pillarman Chapter 12 — The Stone Mask

The procession moved slowly along the dirt path leading back to Whiterun, the early morning light casting long shadows over the battlefield's survivors. At the front, Irileth marched with her sword strapped to her side. Beside her walked Freyja. Behind them, the dragon's massive bones were dragged on a makeshift sled cobbled together from broken beams and charred wood. The skeletal remain...

Mistaken Identity Chapter 86 — Rough Landing

General Grievous stood tall on the bridge of the Malevolence, his cloak brushing the floor as he turned toward the droid manning the sensor station. His voice rasped through his vocabulator as he spoke. "Report.

Did the attack cripple the ship?"

The battle droid jolted upright, its photoreceptors flicking toward the display. Fingers clacked over the console as data stre...

Mistaken Identity Chapter 85 — A Malevolent Enemy

Sparks erupted from one of the plasma manifolds as Jaden rerouted power through an auxiliary system. "Kriff..." he cursed as covered his eyes. He was halfway inside the engine trying to do his best to fix it, but it was rather difficult due to the damage they sustained. Thankfully they had managed to avoid blowing up, thanks to Admiral Novak who had scrambled various repair droids ...

Mistaken Identity Chapter 84 — Incident at Sun Station

What you want?

I’ve been sick recently so I haven’t been working too much on my main stories just the side ones as I’m sure you can see. Anyway I feel a bit better and I’m gonna work on the main one now for this week.

I thought I’d let you guys choose which one you wanted out of the possible three i was considering, don’t expect this too often as I'm way too inconsistent and prone to crashing out.

The Last Pillarman Chapter 11 — The Dragonborn Comes

The fifty warriors marched through the darkness, their footsteps muffled against the packed dirt road. The closer they came to the watchtower, the stronger the smell of smoke and charred wood grew, mingled with something far worse.... burnt flesh. The glow of the ruins came into view first, flickering like a beacon against the night sky. Then the devastation revealed itself....

The Last Pillarman Chapter 10 — Dragons Return

Tsun stood still staring, his thoughts still swirling with the image of the Stone Mask hanging on the wall below. He couldn't shake the feeling of how out of place it looked, something so powerful sitting there as if it were just a decoration. He wondered if anyone here understood what it was, but from how Farengar hadn't even glanced at it, it was clear he thought of it as nothing more t...

The Last Pillarman Chapter 9 — Whiterun

Freyja stood in the middle of the open field, gripping the wooden training sword tightly. Across from her, her grandfather stood with a relaxed if slightly smug posture. He twirled his own training sword with ease before tossing another to her. She caught it in midair, the worn handle fitting perfectly in her hand. "Remember when you were a little girl?" he said, stepping forward s...