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One thousand years. A long time for a mortal man, but two blinks of an eye for an immortal. Or so thought Edbar e'Merkhbar, the e'qer of Sywern e'Ryer. For one thousand years they had waited for this day, for one thousand years they had fought against powerful enemies, for one thousand years they had been hiding... Waiting, waiting, waiting. Over one thousand years ago, he had been a mortal man. Edbar recalled some of that time still; his life as the e'qer of his elder brother, and then as the e'qer for his merchant father. But then, as they had been leaving the coasts of Ryer to sail back to Audenel, there had been a great storm, one that

Ice Randall panted on the street corner and fanned the tail of his suit, hoping to draw in some cool air to his body. There was none. The air was hot, the street burned against his black shoes, the buildings seemed to breathe exhaust on him, and the sun twice-baked him in his own sweat. He had run through several tall liter bottles of water, devoured an ice cream at lunch, chewed on ice chips, and blasted the car AC to the limit. Nothing had helped. It was the hottest day of the year and then some. He splashed away streams of sweat clinging to his head. There has to be some place cool around here, he struggled, like the depths of a freezer

Alien Life DISCOVERER'S LOG – ARRIVAL – DATE 521111052644 Day 1: I am excited to begin this log. We have just arrived to a system that is similar to our own (its star is remarkably similar in terms of luminosity, composition, and age) and is confirmed to be the one of the sources of electromagnetic transmission that our own world had caught while peering out into space. This was a long journey, but we were determined to make it and follow these transmissions to their source. Immediately, we recognized the third planet as the source and immediately confirmed that sapient life is currently living on it. The entire crew are very

LORD OF THE ABYSS - THE FIRST SUNDERING WAR 3: Gods... they don't know those in the Abyss. They only know power. And that I had. They didn't swear by the gods, they swore by ME. I was a lord within the First Circle for but a short time. Soon I had exchanged the title for that of Ruling Lord of the First Circle. And then the circles added. I could talk for days about the Demons I slew, the Lords I tore to bits and entire plains of existence I reduced to dust. Wet clay to be moulded by me. But that was not important. Not in the current scale of things. No. Ironically, what was important was the one thing I did no longer cared for. Until I fou

“What did your mother want?” Scarra leaned back against the railing and watched the rain spatter and hiss against the heat dome that covered the rooftop where they stood, then growled and threw her champagne glass across the garden, where it smashed some distance away. It was the only expression of frustration she would allow herself. She frowned at the guards standing nearby and waved them away. “She is concerned by our lack of heir production.” Dharma bristled, “well you can tell her that—” “She wants me to take another mate,” Scarra cut him off, “I have agreed to at least meet

Angels don’t fall from grace, it’s not a mistake that they just trip and tumble down to earth.   Angels are thrown from grace, purposefully banished from their home and burdened with life on tainted soil. Angels aren’t ghostly guardians of humans, they do not hover behind us or whisper in our ears when we do something wrong. Angels fight the battles we cannot see, against real demons who wish to watch our way of life crumble to their domain. Angels aren’t born from a human soul dying, we do not get wings automatically when   our time has come to an end. Angels live after being chosen for immortality, give

Character- Name: Rosa Finch. Age: Looks like she’s in her mid 20’s. Death at age 37. Has been a Revenant for 500 hundred years. Sex: Female. Species/Race: Half-Elf. Class: Warlock. Level: 3 (so far). Sexual Orientation: Asexual. Aromatic. Birth Date: June 5th. Hobbies and Talents: Reading. Solving puzzles. Carrying out The Raven Queen’s orders to the letter. Knitting. Height: 5 Foot. Weight: 105 Pounds. Build: Medium. Slim.   Skin: Tanned. Hair: Dark Brown. Eyes: Green. Personality Traits: Determined. Honest. Reserved. Bonds: Her two silver rings, they belonged to her late fathers. Her familiar bird, Onyx. Her new cat Yi

Recently, I have been struggling with a few key aspects of my writing. Mainly, It's been the struggle to think up a compelling and interesting magic system for True Heroes. I've realized that if I want to keep fights engaging, I can't keep the reader in the dark about what magic means in this world. Skirting around telling about this has been easy thus far because Zach hasn't really been able to use it yet, but that won't be the case forever. That being said, I've done my research, and heres what I've got so far: - I wish to create a hard magic system (Basically magic with defined rules) - I want my system to be malleable enough to where I