Blood In The Water Part OneBlood In The Water
By: Xelcrin (Real Name Later)
Pain. Darkness. Blackness. The constant sound of a roaring, screeching “beep”. That’s what I was greeted to. All around me, I could hear people talking, yet I couldn’t hear them. My hearing was gone, ringing in my ears.
My skin felt as though it was on fire, burning away. Melting. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t open my eyes. Then, I heard a drill. It pressed into my skin but I heard it break, cracking into pieces. Ringing gasps of shock and terror outside. Then, a voice rang out. One which was clear. The Master’s voice.
“What’s going on?!” “Master! Her skin, it’s too hard!” someone replied. I could feel The Master walk over to me and examine the damage that I couldn’t see. He placed a hand on my shoulder and then I felt him. He pressed down and I felt it, the pain of it.
“I’ll help with the surgery. She needs the implants! Get Lu-“ the
Blood In The Water - The Poll TrickStory:
So as you have now noticed, the newest story went live! I worked really hard on it and I’m hoping you love it! It’s the 3rd of the TCM arc, which, will end, with the next story. The 4th story. However, tell me, did you notice something? For this journals topic, let’s go back a bit. A trip down memory lane, to a poll that was conducted for the 3rd story of the TCM arc.
Before reading further, however, if you have not read the TCM in its entirety and want to at some point, I suggest you turn away as their will be spoilers ahead. You’ve been warned.
Jun 4, 2017. You can find it here: https://www.deviantart.com/xelcrin/journal/poll/6740213/
So, what was the trick? Simple. Look at the choices very carefully and now, think of the story that was just read.
In the 2nd story, “Svella” became Calibra. Yet, both options appear in t
By: Xelcrin (Real Name Later)
A built man sits, dressed in a black dress shirt, black pants and a tie. His hair is black in a buzz cut. His eyes are brown. He seems to stand at a height of about 6’1.
He looks out at the lake view before him, sitting on a bench. The wind blows against him as he lets out a deep sigh. The sun is setting out on the horizon, the day nearly over. It is then, a woman approaches and sits next to him. Wrapping his arms around him and kissing him on the lips.
The woman’s hair is also black, her eyes also brown. Her size is smaller than the man, seeming to stand before at a 5’6. Her stomach is a bulge, a lump covered by a yellow dress with floral designs on it.
The two stare out at the lake in silence with smiles on their faces. The water had turned tinges of fire orange. The woman rubbed her stomach then. “Little Emily is going to love this view!” She said, happily. The two very accustomed to this place. Behind the two on
PsychosisDate Mar 23, 2018
Finally, it was coming together. Soon, I could finally do some testing! I attached the wire to the motherboard, the moment I did so, sparks flying. Damn it! It’s not ready yet!
Before me on my desk, was a gauntlet. Not at all painted in anyway yet. The raw silver metal making up the whole of it. I looked at the motherboard. Toast. For weeks I had been trying to get this thing to work for the big days ahead. Yet it simply wouldn’t work. Last time, it was too little power. This time, clearly too much! I short circuited it! I let out a deep sigh and dropped my tools. I placed my hand on my chin. How could I get it to work? Then, I heard it. A sound I hadn’t heard in months. The sound… of a notification.
I turned, my eyes crossing my room. Walls of white and a popcorn white ceiling. My vision centering at the small granite table next to my bed directly in the rightmost corner of my room. Lighting up the room, next to the small granite table, presse
The Storm of ChangeSo… I’ve been very quiet for a long time. Admittedly, longer than I ever would have been had my life not changed so much this recent semester. Anyone who follows me in multiple places may have noticed that it’s not just here either. It’s all over every form of social media. Where have I been? What have I been doing? Well… it’s time I make the grand reveal that only my Twitter followers would have seen. The love of my life… has returned.
I will not get into the circumstances and drama that went down that separated us. I will not write a massive essay about the pains the both of us have been through during the time in which we were separated, we would all be here all day and that’s not what you are here for. You are here for my stories and such. So I will keep it brief. It actually… all happened here. This was ground zero for her return. She reached out to me, her comment can still be found in my comment section and from there,
My Zanith Full Version Part OneMy Zanith
By: Xelcrin (Real Name Later)
*IT IS HIGHLY RECOMMENDED THAT YOU READ "MIRROR, MIRROR, ON THE WALL..." AND THE ENTIRE "NETHER PROLOGUE" BEFORE READING THIS STORY. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.
I didn’t believe it when I first heard it. It took me meeting with him in person with my own eyes for me to believe it. The child, the Zanith boy, my Zanith, was at last found. It had been six years, and I hadn’t met him under the best of circumstances, but I saw him again regardless. But after all that… he didn’t remember me.
I wasn’t mad, the boy was a baby at the time. Intelligent, but a baby. I played along, acted like it was my first time meeting him, we even had a sparring match at one point! Many of the abilities I saw him use then, seemed gone now. The wings for example, and that thing he did where his eyes became that scary soulless black have all never been used by him since the massacre. But regardless of this… he had grown strong in a new way. Usi
I try my best. I have mental issues so my art style doesn't stay the same because it doesn't progress in my brain and i forget how to draw. I love anime, video games and horror movies. I enjoy drawing and writing in my spare time.
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