E.B. Ray

Joined December 2021

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Thank you to all who read my short stories. i hope to expand on both series Pantheon Project and Natures wraith in the near future.

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Natures Wrath
There weren't always dragons in the valley. Created by the four spirits of creation as a counter to man who broke from the natural order. Unlike most creatures like the golem who only lived in the mountains, humans could live in any environment and were meant by the creators to be protectors of the land. Given gifts in abundance by the creators to achieve this goal. But when the spirits woke from their rest after creating man they were not pleased because humans had not protected the natural order they had enslaved it.
By E.B. Ray2 years ago in Fiction
The Pantheon Project
On the continent that would one day be known as Australia in the year 1000 ad. Hero and Hachiman faced each other in the first contest. Communicating with comm spheres for over two years setting up the rules. Very few were in attendance on the first day among those were the other six Shinto gods along to cheer on their pantheon's guardian, along with Babalu an African god of healing, Seshat and Eddie. Barrels filled with wooden weapons sat around a table with a bowl full of wooden tokens. The arena is a raised wooden platform only four or five feet off the ground.
By E.B. Ray2 years ago in Fiction
The Pantheon Project
Three days after the south america incident Eddie's House was filled with gods. The only time more gods conveyed then this was during councils. This was a social function not a formal one making it look like a party set up for the world's elite. Only more extravagant. Every god in attendance brought along their own group of lackeys familiar with the world. Filling the house to bursting. It was a rare occasion that Heachiman, the Shinto god of war and Hero God of violence to the first pantheon, wanted to blow off some steam. Once word got around among the gods that Hero and Hachiman where fighting the location became a hot spot of activity. The event once lasted two nights and three days.
By E.B. Ray2 years ago in Fiction
The Pantheon Project
On a cold winter morning in the heart of the Appalachian mountains of southern west Virginia a small black food truck pulls into a parking lot of a local market near a small community college. “Zach's Taco Truck” printed in blue over the gloss black paint job. The small store would not be open for an hour and the sun would not be up for two. Getting out of the truck he busied himself setting up for the day.
By E.B. Ray2 years ago in Fiction

E.B. Ray

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Natures Wrath

The Pantheon Project

The Pantheon Project

The Pantheon Project

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