Fantasy
Crimson Echoes: Tales from the Frontlines
In the midst of a world engulfed in the flames of conflict, a collection of stories emerged from the shadows, bound together under the title "Crimson Echoes: Tales from the Frontlines." These were not just tales of war and chaos; they were the poignant accounts of soldiers, civilians, and survivors who had witnessed the harrowing realities of battle and the resilience of the human spirit.
By peter potter3 years ago in Fiction
The Ember's Embrace
In a land where time seemed to stand still, nestled between mist-covered mountains and lush, enchanted forests, lay the village of Eldenbrook. It was a place untouched by the hustle and bustle of the outside world, a realm where stories whispered by firelight held as much truth as the sun's warmth on a summer day. In this quaint village, a tale of both wonder and mystery was woven into the very fabric of its existence – the legend of the Ember's Embrace.
By emad afsary3 years ago in Fiction
Starlit Secrets
The sleepy town of Willowbrook nestled in the heart of a tranquil valley was known for its quaint charm and friendly locals. But as the sun dipped below the horizon, a new world emerged, one that held secrets beyond imagination. Under the starlit canvas of the night sky, the town's enchanting mysteries unfurled.
By emad afsary3 years ago in Fiction
The Veil Between Worlds
In a forgotten corner of the world, nestled between mist-covered mountains and ancient forests, lay a village known as Eldoria. It was a place where whispers of magic still lingered in the air, and legends of a mystical veil between worlds were passed down from generation to generation. The villagers spoke in hushed tones about the secrets hidden beyond this enigmatic barrier, and many believed that it held the key to unlocking unimaginable wonders.
By emad afsary3 years ago in Fiction
Tales of the Goddess
"The whore Aphrodite has vexed me again." Baj winced at the mention of the Goddess Aphrodite. As with Athena, Elyria held a strange fascination bordering on obsession with the Goddess of love, but, unlike with Athena, for Aphrodite, Elyria bore no admiration or grudging respect. Instead she expressed only contempt and a deep seated hatred and jealousy. Whenever her name was spoke aloud he knew he was in for a long winded tirade describing the many faults and shortcomings of Aphrodite and her hordes of "zombies" as Elyria referred to the unfortunate men, who, like himself had been pressed into service of a Goddess mostly against their will. Although his own forced servitude was painful and humiliating, when he thought of Aphrodite's zombies he was thankful for his own fate. Unlike Elyria, when Aphrodite enslaved a man she took not only his body and spirit, but also robbed him of his mind. They became like empty shells, not able to think for themselves, or act in any way without the express approval of Aphrodite herself. Only breathing without permission was allowed. The zombies could not eat, bathe, or even piss or shit without first asking Aphrodite. Many of her men died of starvation or disease, not for lack of food or clean clothes and shelter but because the Goddess simply forgot, or actively withheld, approving their ability to eat or to bath themselves. For a man like Baj, it would be a fate worse then death. After giving Elyria a moment to compose herself Baj dared ask somewhat impertinently "What has she done this time Goddess?" Elyria fumed at the question, her cheeks reddening a bit, biting down softly on her lower pouty lip before replying sharply "Several of her zombies have managed to infiltrate my great temple at Ephaistos and stolen one of my Elyrian spears." The spears were powerful weapons indeed. When thrown by the Goddess they could travel many miles at speeds approaching that of sound, and they always found their target. They were said to have been forged of purissimum argentum by the great dwarven silversmith Skardak Forgehelm and had been given to the Goddess as a gift by the dwarven demiGod AnKaris whose love for Elyria was legendary, at least in the mind of the Goddess. In reality, AnKaris was something of a player having impregnated at least three Goddesses including Elyria in the span of less than 100 years. A timeframe that for a mortal would equate to someething like a week. One of the other impregnated Goddesses happend to be Aphrodite, a fact that no doubt contributed at least in part to Elyria's seething jealousy and hatred for her. "The great temple at Ephaistos is one of your strongholds Goddess. How could they manage such a thing?" Baj asked with only the slightest hint of sarcasm, which, of course the Goddess either did not, or pretended not, to notice. The so called "great" temple at Ephaistos, was, like many of the Goddesses temples only great if you considered a run down rock strewn former castle guesthouse, overrun by weeds and dikon lizards great. On a good day it boasted a contingent of no more than 20 of Elyria's servants and supplicants. Those few that did "live" at the "great" temple were typically of less than sound mind and body and many stayed only because they were given three meals a day and a stack of hay upon which to sleep whenever they did. The fact that they were also forced to spend up to 8 hours a day attending courses and listening to lectures describing in excrutiating detail the philosophy of hope and love espoused by the Goddess caused most of the homeless to quickly decide a life on the streets was preferable. "According to reports they disguised themselves as supplicants desiring to learn of my philosophy of hope and love. They said they had heard of my many wise teachings and great beauty and were so enthralled they immediately began a pilgrimage to the nearest temple dedicated to me so they might pledge themselves as supplicants." "And your temple guards believed that obviously made up story?" Baj sneered, then immediately regreted his words when he saw the anger twinged with hurt on the Goddesses face. Then he felt the pain, the sting of the mental whip she stung him with. He dropped to a knee and gasped as he always did whenever she punished him in this way. The pain was significant and severe and in this particular case she had struck him hard, very hard. "Of course they believed it. Such a thing is a very common occurrence at my many temples human. Now get up and shut up. It is time for us to leave." the Goddess spat angrily "To where do we head Goddess?" Baj asked timidly, still regaining his senses and a bit off balance from the whipping he had just recieved. "To the great temple at Ephaistos of course. Where else?" As they set off to gather their belongings for the long trip west to Ephaistos Baj fumed in anger at the Goddess for the punishment. It was not deserved and unjust, arbitrary and capricious and he hated the Goddess for it each and every time she did it. And yet, it was not the anger in her eyes that he remembered when he replayed in his mind what had just transpired, but rather the hurt. Surprisingly he found himself regretting what he had said because of the pain he had caused. He was sorry for the small seed of self doubt he had sown in her mind with his comment. Quickly he reprimanded himself. She is an evil creature Baj, not to be trusted, only to be used as I need her, nothing more he thought, and he almost believed it too.
By Everyday Junglist3 years ago in Fiction
BORUTO
"Boruto: Naruto Next Generations" - An Evolution of the Beloved Shinobi World "Boruto: Naruto Next Generations" is a continuation of the iconic "Naruto" series, created by Masashi Kishimoto. This sequel delves into the lives of the next generation of shinobi, focusing on Naruto Uzumaki's son, Boruto Uzumaki, as well as the children of other beloved characters. As the story unfolds, "Boruto" offers fans a fresh perspective on the shinobi world while staying true to the essence of its predecessor.
By Saransh Mohanty3 years ago in Fiction
