"I saw it, then, great black wings amidst a field of fire – a dragon, unlike anything the world has ever seen, a beast who commands fire. And a sorcerer, a man who conjures death and commands the dead to rise. In my dream, I saw one who would bring about death and destruction, the end of all things. I dreamed of fire and darkness, ice and cold. I know now that this dream meant, but I find myself troubled by it. And, from it, I have discerned only one word, one whose meaning eludes me fo...
2024-05-22 18:49:22 +0000 UTC
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She healed a total of fifteen people that night, each session lasting only a few seconds. Among those Taylor helped was a boy who’d gotten into a car accident as he was riding his bike down the street, pulverizing just about every bone in his body and crushing several of his organs. The fact that he was still alive by the time Taylor got to him was a miracle in itself. Another was an elderly woman who was shot over ten times in her chest, after an altercation with a gangster from the ABB, w...
2024-05-22 13:36:22 +0000 UTC
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Pugilism, one of the very first martial arts Ryomen Sukuna ever learned in his entire life, was simply the art of hitting the opponent without getting hit, yourself. In theory, it was pretty much the simplest martial art out there, perhaps second only to grappling, which was to grab the other guy and toss him or her away. Before he ever became a Jujutsu Sorcerer, Sukuna grew up poor and struggling in coastal cities, where sailors and merchant oft engaged in heavy gambling over who won or who ...
2024-05-21 20:56:06 +0000 UTC
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Those ships were clearly of human design, Argall realized after another moment of staring at the three dimensional images. He’d seen such designs before, many of them among the wrecked vessels in the Scrapyards. Or, at the very least, Argall had seen very similar designs before. The ones in the image had clearly been heavily modified for greater durability and fire power as the overall size of them were double the ones Argall had seen, the number of weapons similarly given a potent increase...
2024-05-21 11:46:28 +0000 UTC
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Satoru’s eyes narrowed as the wine-red Space Marine stepped forward, wreathed in a cloak of Cursed Energy, powerful and refined, the Cursed Energy signature of someone who’d spent ages honing their technique, training and training and training mindlessly until they reached the absolute pinnacle of what they could accomplish with their ability. This was the presence of a master of Jujutsu, Satoru realized. It also meant that Jujutsu Sorcerers did exist in this weird new sci-fi uni...
2024-05-21 03:53:50 +0000 UTC
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In the end, only about six of them were brave enough to accompany us on the mission to sabotage the Communications Jammer. In another life, in another time perhaps, I would have executed those who chose to stay behind as traitors and heretics, cowards who turned their backs on the Imperium. After all, death in service was expected for all who served the God Emperor. Their lives were forfeit to the machinations of the greater Imperium, mere cogs to serve and spin in the God Emperor’s mighty ...
2024-05-21 03:52:32 +0000 UTC
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A Guardsman's Game - This was, and still is, a character study of a deeply flawed individual who has really strong faith; its focus was always about Perry's development as a person and not really much on his powers (even if that's still a big part of it). My plan, however, is that, as the story progresses, Perry's views will start changing. He starts believing that there's more to life than just service, that he's more than just a cog in the machine, even without his po...
2024-05-18 13:14:11 +0000 UTC
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She’d argued with her father, earlier in the day, that the best and safest time to go out and heal people was at night, when most of the world was asleep and very few people would be able to see her walk in and out of their house. It made sense, too. Hospitals and Homeless Shelters were open 24/7; Taylor could make her way to them and back no one would be the wiser. It made sense. It was perfect. All she had to do was avoid the crime-ridden places. And that would be easy because she already...
2024-05-15 03:21:32 +0000 UTC
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"Lord Jason," Lysa began, looking up at me, her eyes twinkling in the faint morning light. There was a light blush on her pale face and her gaze kept sweeping over everything in the room, except for me. Her voice was a bit shaky too. I guess it should've been cute, especially since Lysa was a very beautiful girl; unfortunately, it kind of just made me uncomfortable. I preferred the comfort of my undead, honestly, or flying around with Nightfury or hanging out with Halga. Lysa was obv...
2024-05-14 19:50:00 +0000 UTC
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Thousands of corpses surrounded him, a veritable mountain of alien corpses. Sukuna sat on a bench he'd fashioned off of a dozen Asari, piled atop each other, blood streaming and flooding everywhere, seeping into the ground. They were a little too easy to kill, weak and fragile – no stronger than a baseline human, honestly. The one thing that made them somewhat of a hassle to kill, aside from their propensity for ambushes, was their rudimentary control over Cursed Energy, which they...
2024-05-14 10:11:02 +0000 UTC
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“I guess this is as far as we can safely take it,” Argall concluded with a smile. “Any more and the subject will stop being human and we don’t want that.”
He really didn’t. There came a point in Gene-Forging, wherein the subject was altered far too much and far too many times that it simply ceased being the same creature it’d been when the Gene-Forging first began. In this case, altering the subject even further meant it’d cease being human entirely. For i...
2024-05-14 02:21:36 +0000 UTC
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Six-Eyes revealed what the tiny dots in the sky were – machines. Thousands upon thousands upon thousands of machines – some larger than others.
A rain of war machines and pods and all sorts of mechanized things that could’ve only served a single purpose. Satoru had to hand it to these guys. Even after losing a very good chunk of their fleet, they still were more than prepared to throw down. Respect to them for that. Satoru wasn’t sure if this attack was hubris or ...
2024-05-13 08:35:48 +0000 UTC
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“Who are you?!” They aimed their Lasguns right at me as I approached from the edge of the chasm. The survivors hid themselves well. The Orks were too large and too clumsy to even consider venturing into these caves as one had to crawl through several cramped and narrow tunnels just to get to the other side. How they managed to disguise an Earthshaker Artillery Gun to look like a dead tree and some dragged it into the cave system itself was honestly beyond me, but that w...
2024-05-12 23:52:23 +0000 UTC
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I'm unstoppable, I know. New ideas flowing out the ol' think box. Anyway, this is a Worm fic.
Basically, it came to me in a dream. The story's title is "Antediluvian: A Vampire's Intern". The Brockton Bay Museum (which doesn't exist in the story or is never mentioned, I know) gets a strange new addition in the form of a sarcophagus that dates back almost ten thousand years. Well, there's a vampire inside it, an Antediluvian, a godlike vampiric being, but it's also the last of its kind...
2024-05-10 21:48:10 +0000 UTC
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"-no other dragon in the history of House Targaryen or of Valyria, for that matter, possessed the same qualities as the dreaded Nightfury, Lord Jason Lee's infamous black dragon, known across the world as the Winged Death or the Black Cataclysm. It's a fearsome beast. I know, because I was there when Lord Jason Lee set the Crownlands ablaze, when he razed King's Landing to the ground and bathed it in fire. Nightfury was unlike any dragon. Its flames burned hotter, brighter, and, most terr...
2024-05-10 12:04:26 +0000 UTC
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"This is fucking amazing!" I screamed into the open air, into the sky, as I held out both my arms to the sides, the wind surging against my face. Nightfury flapped his wings and we surged beyond the clouds and I held on for dear life, because I'd forgotten about the fact that the Targaryens apparently had saddles for their dragons and chains that held them in place, during flight. Ya know, a bunch of security measures to hold them in place, while their dragon's thrashing about in the sky. I'd...
2024-05-10 12:03:41 +0000 UTC
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"There's something troubling you, old friend," It wasn't a question – not really. Malcador knew him well enough at this point, which meant there was no real reason to even deny it. His old friend walked up to him, but otherwise did not continue to speak. Instead, his old friend waited as he stared at the tiny shred of ancient cloth in his hand. It was vaguely circular in shape, its edges burnt, and its center containing traces of dirt from the days when humanity was primitive and ignorant, ...
2024-05-10 12:01:25 +0000 UTC
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Sukuna stared at the projection of the Power Armor that was designed to be his and raised a brow. It was bulky and blocky and really not something he'd actively prefer to wear. The Tech-Priest, these weirdos who worshiped something they referred to as the Omnissiah, explained a bunch of things about the life support systems, combat feeds, and all sorts of automated functions that Sukuna thought little of. He wouldn't begrudge anyone for making use of any and all advantage they could get their...
2024-05-10 12:00:39 +0000 UTC
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Instead of marching right back to the hospital as she wanted, her father convinced her to visit homeless shelters first for two reasons. One was that it had a lot of sick people who pretty much had zero access to medicine as opposed to those who were lucky enough to be properly hospitalized; most homeless people just sort of got sick and died out in the streets. They needed help – a lot of it. Of course, her goal wasn’t to heal every single one of them, which brought them up to the second...
2024-05-10 11:58:05 +0000 UTC
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“So, you... can heal people?” Her dad asked, gesturing for her to take the seat across him on the dining table. He nodded to himself. There was a carton of orange juice on the table and two glasses, which her dad and filled with the stuff. She could tell that her father wasn’t sure what he wanted to say or how to say it. “That’s a... really good power, I guess. When did... uhm... when did you get them?”
Taylor sat down and stared at her hands for a moment, the...
2024-05-10 11:57:20 +0000 UTC
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Argall smiled as the first of the anti-gravity magnetic propulsion vehicles hovered off of the ground and began zipping around in silence, leaving no earthly trace or track. His people cheered and celebrated from the stands, behind the railings. The magnetic engines were a success, he concluded, a great victory for himself and for the people of Hyperborea, his nation, his world, of which he reigned as Supreme Chancellor. It ran on zero-point energy, which Phaeron Khoteph wa...
2024-05-07 03:24:31 +0000 UTC
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The great superweapon crumbled into shit and, with Six-Eyes, Satoru immediately figured out why. Hollow Technique: Purple, it seemed, with its unique method of bringing destruction, which was the total annihilation of anything and everything caught within its field, quite literally tore apart the insides of the weapon, breaking it apart and even compromising every single ritual circle, etched upon the rock. He honestly wasn’t sure if anyone would be angry with him, however, considering the ...
2024-05-06 09:54:19 +0000 UTC
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I was going to stay in my [Enhanced Human] form for the rest of my time here – or, if necessary, switch to my [Astartes] form and nothing else. Never again would I bring shame to humanity by taking on the filthy guise of a filthy xenos creature, the lowest of the low, lower than the dirt upon humanity’s heels. God-Emperor forgive me, I do not know what had possessed me that led me to take on such a hideous shape. The human form was the perfect form, the only form that mattered; s...
2024-05-06 09:53:36 +0000 UTC
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Flying through deep space always felt different than when he flew within the gravity and atmosphere of a planet – any planet, really. For one, unless he was actively trying to cause a cataclysmic apocalypse, then he couldn’t fly at full speed – not even remotely close to full speed, actually. Doing so would mean ravaging the surface of planets in a great storm of fire and death, which was why it was such a favored tactic of Viltrumites when dealing with upstart races and c...
2024-04-30 07:19:21 +0000 UTC
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Satoru frowned, his eyes narrowing as he considered the situation. Ah, just when things were getting good; this just had to happen. Finally, he sighed and shook his head. Oh well, it’s not like he had qualms about this sort of thing. But, in his previous life, Satoru avoided it as much as possible, even handicapping himself at times, just to preserve their lives. Why? He still wasn’t sure – not when they’ve taken so much from him and given so little in return. “Hum...
2024-04-29 11:55:26 +0000 UTC
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The [Lightsaber] thrummed in my hand as the Orks’ raucous laughter echoed across the settlement. First, I mapped all of them in my mind’s eye, a three-dimensional image of everything around me as I willed forth multiple ocular organs around my head, giving me perfect vision and essentially no blind spot. There were two hundred Orks around me, all suffering under the effects of the [Curse of Laughter], and more beyond the skill’s effective range. It didn’t matter. Next, once I’d memo...
2024-04-29 06:40:24 +0000 UTC
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“The world was in dark space, father,” Argall said, frowning as he explained, hoping his father might understand the irrationality of what he planned on doing. “Thousands and thousands of light years away from this planet. You’ll be looking for a needle in a planet’s worth of hay. It’s impossible. Father, please reconsider.”
His father shook his head. Thragg hovered off the ground, his face grim and eyes dark. Argall understood, most of all, the urge for ven...
2024-04-23 10:18:06 +0000 UTC
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“You’re saying hundreds of the Vlka Fenryka lost their lives in Lorgath Prime and they did not achieve their objective at all?” Lord Inquisitor Arima of the Great Clan Kishou stared at the intelligence report that came to him, marked off as an object of extreme importance. Approximately 756 members of the Vlka Fenryka perished in the campaign to pacify the rebellion on Lorgath Prime; unofficially, they were there to prevent the summoning of Kairos Fateweaver by the very same cult of her...
2024-04-22 23:56:17 +0000 UTC
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“Orks are tenacious beasts,” Lord Khars said as I strapped myself into the drop pod. It wasn’t built for someone as small as I was, but shifting into my Astartes form fixed that rather easily. I didn’t will forth any power armor, however, as I planned on transforming back into my enhanced human form the moment I crashed onto the planet. A bunch of servitors finished activating the other necessities. Outside the pod itself were all the other Custodians – hundreds of ...
2024-04-22 23:23:42 +0000 UTC
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Argall stared at the corpse of the Rangdan Warrior on ground, at his feet. This was the one his father captured and brought to him. Its body was wracked his wounds. He’d removed its fingers, one by one, plucked out its eyeballs, peeled back its skin, and even doused it in fire. And the only conclusion he’d drawn out of that torture session was that these aliens felt no pain. But now he knew the truth; it was nothing more than a drone. It didn’t even need to feel pain. Argall wasn’t ev...
2024-04-16 04:48:10 +0000 UTC
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