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Double Chapter Winner!

As stated, the Poll ends on Wednesdays (this is because I need time to actually write it) and the winner is "A Senju in the Stars", which will be getting two chapters for this week.

Toodles!

Double Chapter

Hello everyone!

Starting this coming weekend, a poll will be put up every Sunday, where Patrons of the Supporter Tier are able to vote on which story will receive a double update for that week. The story that gets the highest votes will receive two updates here in Patreon for the next round of updates.

Toodles!

Announcement

Hello my beautiful readers and patrons. Now, as most or some of you may be aware, I am a law student and this week is exams week, which means I won't be able to update any of the chapters, due to Labor Law and a bunch of other subjects I have to study and review on. Once again, thank you all for your generous patronage; see you guys again next week.

The Breaker of the Oceans, Chapter 21

They did not stay long in Qarth. A week at most. The sun had barely set behind the sandstone walls before the people began whispering. And when the sails of the Stormrider blackened the skyline, they fell quiet altogether.

The fleet came in with no resistance. No warning. No delegation from the city’s merchant kings. No patrols from the Pureborn. The Thirteen stayed behind closed doors, and the Spicers, who were said to own half the eastern docks, pretended they had never heard of Val...

A Cold God, Chapter 20

There was something on the other end of the tether.

Distant. Faint. Yet real. It thrummed with a rhythm not my own, but somehow still born of me. I felt it before I understood it—a strand pulled tight across the cold vastness that made up what I had become. It wasn’t mine. I hadn’t created it. It simply was, fully formed, as though it had always existed and I’d only just now become aware of it. That alone set something stirring within me, not warmth, not fire, but a crackling aw...

The Hammer of War, Chapter 35

The [System] granted me fifteen thousand War Points for killing Helena Stolas, which left me with sixteen thousand.

I didn’t notice until much later. Maybe an hour. Maybe two. My hands still ached from what I’d done, though they were whole again. Flesh smooth. Bone reset. The ache wasn’t physical anymore. I checked the alert out of habit. The numbers blinked on the edge of my vision. Fifteen thousand. A bounty paid in blood.

I didn’t spend them. Not yet. My fingers hovered...

A Senju in the Stars, Chapter 11

The Bodhisattva Wooden Legion moved like a tide across the upper ruins of the Hive. Twelve thousand strong. Hashirama had crafted them from root and bark and the will of fire, and handed the reins to Batu without hesitation. The White Scar knew the land better than he did. Knew the faces of the friend and the enemy. Knew the shape of this war and the colors of its madness. Hashirama did not know any of that–or most of it. 

They advanced without a trumpet’s call. No banners, no ...

The Cursed King, Chapter 60

The sky hung dim and gray over the barren earth. Wind blew across the flats in long, low breaths, lifting dry strands of sand and laying them down again a moment later in slow coils. It moved without hurry. The sun was distant behind the haze, its light dull and tired.

Sukuna crouched. His hand pressed into the grit, fingers curling. The sand was fine and warm, clinging to his skin before falling away. He drew a slow handful and stood, dust shifting down the length of his wrist...

The Bone King, Chapter 63

What if? #6, Part 2

All hail the Father of Serpents.
All hail the Lord of the Slithering Things.
All hail the King of the Mountains and the Skies.
All hail the Father of the Earth Shaker.
All hail the King of the Bone Zone
Kneel before the Great Erector of Jason Lee, the Big Snek Boss.

The chants rang out through the marble-boned hall like the drone of hornets caught in honey, echoing off ribs of stone and steel that arched above the congregation like the j...

The Shattering, Chapter 68

The Honored One, Chapter 71

A Guardsman's Game, Chapter 86

The Breaker of the Oceans, Chapter 20

Rhaenyra Targaryen stood at the edge of the training yard, palms resting lightly on the low wooden rail that marked its boundary. The early sun fell across the Red Keep’s walls, turning stone to gold, and the air smelled of morning dew on grass. She listened to the shuffle of boots, the clank of metal from knights tending to their armor. Nearby, a young squire gripped a pail of water and poured it carefully at the yard’s center to keep dust down. A hush seemed to linger, as though the yar...

A Cold God, Chapter 19

What had I made?

The world slowed as I pulled my thoughts inward, stretching the moment until every breath, every flicker of movement, hung in stillness. Time moved like oil through water. I stared down at the child in my arms, skin and hair white as ash-fall, eyes burning with a light no mortal ever carried. Blue, deep and cold and bright as sunlit ice. Not reanimated. Not dead. And not fully alive.

I listened. The boy’s heart beat steady in his chest, soft and fast. His lungs ...

The Hammer of War, Chapter 34

Serafall Leviathan stepped from the twilight and into the hall of the ruined suite. A pair of devils in dark uniforms flanked her, their postures stiff with caution. She did not speak to them. She merely raised a slim finger, motioning them to stay. They obeyed. An unseen pressure gripped the air. Not the calm hush of an empty hotel floor, but something else – a quiet that had taken root after violence.

At the far end of the corridor stood a door torn from its hinges, its frame warped...

A Senju in the Stars, Chapter 10

When Batu and his brothers were given the order, none spoke against it aloud. A hundred White Scars, born from the gene-seed of the Khan, tempered in ash and ice and fire. Sent not to wage war, but to ferry the weak through hell. To a place called Red Hope. A hive city lost before the first shell had fallen, overrun by daemons and the laughing traitors who still dared to call themselves the Emperor’s Children, the hedonistic bastards of the traitorous Fulgrim.

They had known what awai...

The Cursed King, Chapter 59

Lorgar stood on the bridge, hands resting on the railing. The warp drive flickered in red runic warnings, engine shrieks echoing through the corridors. Crew-serfs moved in hushed urgency, checking gauges that glowed in the dim half-light. A faint tang of ozone drifted, joined by the slow pop and hiss from failing warp coils. The Primarch’s gaze fixed on the readouts, his face a set mask.

Lorgar breathed in. What an annoying set of events. Several of his sons had ...

The Bone King, Chapter 62

Daemon Blackfyre stood in the grand hall, mud and sweat clinging to his battered form. He felt the cold air drift past the walls of black stone, each slab etched with scenes of horror. The vastness of the chamber pressed in, and at its center hovered Jason Lee upon his floating throne of fused bone. Daemon caught himself staring at that sight – a throne sculpted from remains, suspended by no chain or rope. He had long ceased to question how such things were possible.

The other souther...

The Shattering, Chapter 67

The Honored One, Chapter 70

A Guardsman's Game, Chapter 85

A Cold God, Chapter 18

“Heart of Darkness, your presence is killing this world.”

That single warning would not leave me. The words of that small forest child repeated in the silence of my mind for days. I withdrew most of my consciousness from the avatar, letting the tall Icewalker drift into a stillness like sleep. By narrowing my focus, I let seconds stretch into years, sifting through every facet of my being to weigh the truth of what the child had said.

I looked north, to the endless wi...

The Hammer of War, Chapter 33

(Trigger Warning for this chapter. It gets dark.)

My eyes widened.

This was bait.

It had to be.

Otherwise, what’s the point of having bodyguards if they were far weaker than the one they were meant to be protecting? There wasn’t any. Because they weren’t bodyguards–or guards for that matter. Too weak. Too inexperienced. None of them knew how to fight; though, I did not doubt that they were certainly each stronger than a man. The lack of finesse–not even t...

The Breaker of the Oceans, Chapter 19

Valon paused at the rail of the Stormrider, arms folded, lips set in a tight line. He had known his daughter would one day bring him something unthinkable, and yet the sight still stirred him. Though, to be entirely honest, that she walked in and out of Valyria unharmed was already quite a great cause for celebration and wonderment. Her cloak was caked with grey dust, and a long smear of blackened gore ran across her boots. At her feet lay a beast’s severed head, warped and reptili...

A Senju in the Stars, Chapter 9

A low, guttural roar filled the chamber as Batu emerged in a flash of smoke and dust. The giant's armored bulk staggered forward, legs scraping against twisted metal and shattered stone. His shoulder crashed into the nearest wall, sending rusted steel plating clattering onto the broken floor. The giant turned swiftly, eyes wide beneath his battered helm, glancing about the ruined place like a man suddenly cast awake from a terrible dream.

For a single heartbeat, confusion flashed across...

The Cursed King, Chapter 58

They stood beneath a blazing sun on a world without clouds. Heat shimmered in waves across the broken ground, and the distant dunes glowed with a pale radiance. A line of Word Bearers stood arrayed in crimson and black, each helm turned to the figure at their fore. At the center of their ranks, Lorgar held Erebus by the throat. The kneeling Chaplain’s gauntlets scrabbled at the Primarch’s vambrace, leaving scuffs on the ceramite. Lorgar’s bare hands, thick with gene-forged power, presse...

The Bone King, Chapter 61

Daemon Blackfyre stood among a ragged line of captured lords, their clothing torn and caked with mud. The morning, if it could be called morning beneath the gloom, brought only a dull light. Undead warriors surrounded them, skeletal figures bearing spears, gauntlets rattling against the shafts. Through the gaps in their ranks, Daemon glimpsed the bogland still steaming from the night’s slaughter. No bird songs rose. No wind whispered. An odd hush clung to every man left alive.

He glan...

The Shattering, Chapter 66

“Threaten my children again and I will bathe the stars in your blood.” 

A war raged within him for a moment. The side of him that knew only war and death and service to the Viltrumite Empire wished to tear this mongrel alien apart to make an example of him. Another part, the stronger one, wished to honor his commitment to avoid the unnecessary taking of life. Both sides, however, agreed that a simple verbal threat was not enough. Thragg needed to make his point and capacity cle...

The Honored One, Chapter 69

He stared upward at the monstrous shape descending through torn clouds. Its shadow swallowed the daylight, darkness bleeding over the city below. A vessel immense and silent, crafted in that very familiar blocky and over designed imperial aesthetic, with all the eagles and lightning bolts and the towering cathedrals and all the weird stuff. Satoru squinted, spat blood on the charred pavement. Watched a moment more, waiting for guns or curses to rain from its bulk. Nothing came. Just its slow ...

A Guardsman's Game, Chapter 84

I walked alone through the desert, boots pressing into shifting sand that stretched in every direction. The compass in my pocket gave a faint hum as I checked it from time to time, the needle pointing northeast. The last settlement I'd left behind was only a memory now, though I carried its voices in the back of my mind. Kharsons waited elsewhere, beyond the horizon, but for this journey, I moved unaccompanied. I wanted no misunderstandings at the gates.

By noon on the third day, I saw ...