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The King’s Slayer: Prologue Original Story by: Kasage “Dad i’m scared.” Those were the last words I said to him, he looked down to me, and smiled. “The only thing to fear is yourself, if you overcome that fear, you will come to discover your true self and real strength” He ruffled my hair like...

The halls were empty. They tended to be at this time - the young hours of the morning. The researchers have summoned me to finalize the birth of my daughter, Vigili. Seven years of effort have gone into the effort of constructing a replica of myself, most of that time being put towards the...

Rated G -- no language, violence, or sex, but not family-friendly. There is always waiting to do, here, and it is always heavy with fear. I wonder if by sitting together like this we pile our fear in one place, so that we feel the sum of it. Of all these people in their pasty-white skin who...

Okay, so this isn't technically a short story, but the opening section is marked off from the rest of the story, so I figure it should work. Enjoy! So? Tell me what you think!

Life is a game Is that cliche? You're either taught it Or learn the hard way Life is a game You can't win or loose You're just a pawn You don't get to choose Life is a game You know how it ends You're swept off the board When just depends Life is a game At first it was fun But now you're...

Chapter 1: There must be some mistake ... I wander through the small town, eyes darting from one corner of the street to the next, the sound of rustling leaves reaching my ears from beyond the town walls, my heart beating slowly, unnaturally slowly for what I was about to do. It wasn't a...

Renee was at the house of her friend, Kari-Lynn, helping get things ready for a party later that evening. She joked and laughed as she started down toward the basement to look for some extra containers, chairs and whatever else to take up to the front room and kitchen. She opened the basement...

It was Some sort of camp site, walled in all around by the ugliest entrail-colored high fence Kari-Lynn had ever seen. Overgrown trees blocked out a good deal of light, but the sun still beat down mercilessly. If the trees had not been there, it would've been a wonder how any living thing could...

This is a mixed slice of life fan/foefiction item (for lack of a better description) that I wrote a friend as a comic birthday gift. Some of her characters at the time and some of my characters, in a safe enough setting and situation where her characters could react without godmoding, just...

It all started two years ago. I was a young child in my family, the youngest. My family lived in a village, just a few miles away from the city. My life was a happy one, but all changes when he came... A man, no, a monster that killed my family, and all the good people at the village. I barely...

"Grey you know all to well a man like you cant simply kill me, tell me do you fear death?" Devon Requested with a sneer holding the faceless helmet his kind were famous for " no amount of blood, sweat or tears can rescue you from the fate that you have brought to yourself by coming here...

RATED R FOR LANGUAGE AND VIOLENCE. Introduction Evolution has brought the human being to where it stands today. It has molded and shaped the mind, body and spirit. In doing so, evolution has separated the human from other beasts that walk the Earth. Evolution has given the human being both a...

Before I actually post my story on here I'd like to share what it is actually about and some of the characters that are in it. Brief Sword Dance is a story about 5 races that rule over an island called Regulus. A thousand years ago the first leader of one of the races had cursed every race that...

It was the year 19...19-something. I was in the midst of a German offensive in France in the heart of the first World War. It was...Hectic, to say the least. Chaotic...Would be an understatement. I was in the mud, ducking down as deep as I can to avoid gunfire. My face was pushed up against the...

UTOPIA ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The streets are paved with smooth stone brick, buildings of masonry and carpentry stand mighty over passerby citizens. Sweet spice aroma can be smelled from all over, as well as smells of fresh bread and roasted meats. A clockwork society works routine lives fulfilling...

“See that?” “What is it?” “That’s gonna be our new home!” “Wow! It’s so beautiful! So big and nice. “And clean, it’s clean too. Nothing like home.” “Do you, do you think they’re waiting for us?” “We’ll find out soon, won’t we?” The United Earth...

Fractures in a mirror Pieces of a whole Not yet broken apart In them there is repetition, Yet individuality Reflected in a distorted image Beautiful in it's own imperfect way But it only takes a blow To shatter the glass To erase the fractures And release the shards Clarity is restored And...

(This is pretty much your average dungeon story. It is for my RP that I am currently working on. Once that RP is set up, then I will be moving this over to it.) The cave was filled with dark blue spikes that lined the floor and ceiling. If you walked through it, then you would see all manners...

A Calming Song Bird In the morning light of day, I see you, Quiet as the sleeping song bird you lay. The bright sun rising showing in the dew. Your form waking from the midnight blue hay. My raging heart in your embrace, made calm. To see the world in blood red eyes, appears You, to ease...

Youth is the color of grey It's neither black, nor white Just a thick fog of confusion That causes you to run blindly into doors Fall into holes And yet With each mishap You find that the pain makes you see clearer Soon, the mist dissipates You feel as though you may have lost something Back...