LEGACY OF BONDS
“My first memory was when I was about six years old. I woke up in small clinic and my head was throbbing like hell. I remember being surrounded by curious fishermen and one old elven man. The doctor asked me what my name was, or if I could tell them what happened to me, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t remember anything. Since no one could find my parents, the doctor and his wife decided the best option was to take me in. In a sense, this was where the person I am now was born”
Chapter One: The Sword, The Wolf, and The Mask
The air on the plains was still, and it was one of few times it wasn&rsqu
Nichijou: The Fruit of Knowledge
by Paschal 'Anima Sword' Dooley
Set in the universe created by Kalistina
I run my fingers along the books on the shelf as my eyes read all of the titles.
Which book shall I read today? I’ve read most of them, but it’s fun to read them again.
My fingers slow down as I stare at one of my favourites, but before I pull it out, I catch another book on the shelf below it.
I read the title and my eyes open wide.
I haven’t read this one! It’s a new book!
I pull it out in a flash before sitting down and staring at all the strange images on the cover before opening the book and reading everythi
It another blazing hot day in the vast desert wastelands that made up the western continent, but if you were one of people who choose to live and work in this dry land, you weren't expecting much else. Rain fell on those lands only two times a month if you were lucky, so the continent was mostly vast deserts broken by small cities with long connecting roads, as such roadside cafes and bars were like a modern day oasis to any long distance traveller and attracted a lot of business as a result.
One such place was a fairly large but still rustic bar named 'The Gold Fountain' located on the costal roads that was able to catch both the traveller
The air felt heavy as the heat intensified, the distant flames and steam slowly raising the temperature higher and higher until even a single breath felt like burden. As the last echoes of a cry of rage and anguish faded away into the night closely followed by a dull thud, only one woman could be seen, her features obscured by the dim lighting of the room, all that was visible were her eyes, pale silver irises that stared at the spreading flames whilst trying to conceal the well of sadness and regret that lay behind them.
She turned to leave the depressing place, when a sound cut through the chaos and destruction like a knife, shaking her to
Alrightly, let's start from the top...
I love my family.
I love my friends.
I love the few fans I have.
I love my pet cat Rusty.
I love the facial expressions a cat makes.
I love writing.
I love drawing.
I love animating.
I love editing.
I love being able to create my own stories and characters and worlds.
I love seeing people reactions to my work.
I love looking back at my old works and seeing how I've improved.
I even love when people give me advice on how to improve.
I love animation.
I love manga.
I love video games.
In particular, I love JRPGs, platformers, and fighting games.
I love Rock and Metal....
I love the soun