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Ein Koenigreich fuer eine gute Waffe
»Dies ist das in eine andere Dimension verfrachtete Rʼlyeh-City. Die Zivilisation wie wir sie kennen ist zusammen gebrochen. Doch in der dunkelsten Stunde erhebt sich ein Held, um alles wieder ins Lot zu bringen. Und der Name dieses Helden ist Steven die heiße Latino-Amazone.« Steven hielt einen kurzen Moment in ihrer heroischen Pose auf dem Hochhausdach inne um die Rede auf sich wirken zu lassen. »Nee!«, sagte sie. »Klingt Kacke, genau wie Alejandra. Vielleicht sollte ich den normalen Namen ganz vergessen und nur noch meinen Superheldennamen benutzen. Everywalker! Nein, das klingt auch wie ein Haufen Scheiße. Ich meine, ich kann auf allem Laufen. Wasser, Beton, kann an Wänden entlanglaufen solange ich Bock habe. Da bietet sich irgendwie nicht viel an. Wenn wenigstens meine schwarzen Augen jetzt noch irgendwie Laserstrahlen oder so etwas abfeuern könnten. Das wär’s.«
The Monkey Kings Cosmic BodySun Wukong is known for his limitless shape-changing powers, capable of taking the form of anything from gods, monsters, and humans to animals, insects, and even inanimate objects like buildings. But his most powerful transformation, that of a cosmic giant, is displayed only three times in the novel. It is used mostly in defense against other powerful characters, namely the god Erlang and the Bull Demon King. In this paper I will introduce the ancient astral-geographical term used to describe this phenomenon, associate the transformation with a divine giant from Chinese mythology, and explore possible ties to Hindu mythology.
I. Episodes from the Novel
The first instance takes place in chapter three after Monkey returns from the Dragon King’s undersea palace with his n
Daugther of Angels XXVCOSIMO
Everywhere he looked the fight was on - outside the city farms had been set ablaze, fields of grain turned to battlefields muddied with Elohim blood, corpses drawing the inevitable circling of carrion birds. In the forest he glimpsed enemy forces. The wild men of the west, Melanethe's allies, were creeping forward, their mottled green clothing making it difficult to see them clearly. The Cherubim in the trees above them had no such problem though. Waiting until the perfect moment they dropped down from the branches on top of their enemy bringing death and devastation with unholy abandon.
On the road leading into the east gate of the imperial town he saw mounted troops galloping forward to attack a knot of guards seemingly pinned down, then watched as the ground itself seemed to erupt and fire and rocks swarmed up and over the horses, covering them in a squirming mass of grinding rock, devouring horses and riders alike. Moments later the sound of the detonation reached him.
Yaq Makes a Deal with ChaosYaq Makes a Deal with the Embodiment of Chaos: A Desert Ghoul Folk-tale as Recorded from Oral Form by T. P. Hade of the Nonhuman Cultural Illumination Project
In this lifetime Yaq was born male. He imposed upon himself the life of a wanderer, mateless and responsible to no one but himself. He held no regard for territory and exploited the generosity of People who offered their dens to weary travelers.
One night he came upon an old male who had crawled under a thorn-bush to die. The old one’s age-spotted skin stretched tight across his bones. He stank of rot emitting from broken teeth and overgrown claws which curved until they bit into his flesh. Yaq was disgusted.
The old one used his last strength to lift his head. “How blessed I am that you have crossed my path,” he said. “I put my mate to rest some years ago. I would be honored to share your company until my spirit is ready to follow her into the next rebirth.”
Yaq would not come any closer, so unsettl
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Tales Of Mysteria: The Sea GoddessThe times were cold and bitter. The world was brittle and dying and the Gods… The Gods were cruel. They regularly attacked, enslaved and plagued the mortals with any type of suffering their saw fit. They could end the world at the drop of a hat though so no mortal dared speak against them. But this was one of the times someone did. Far on the coast of human lands, on the docks of a city called Harowick was a woman and a massive crew of warriors packing several ships full of supplies and materials needed for the trip they were going on. The woman’s name was Saenis and she was in charge of this expedition.
“Come men! We haven’t much time! Mareus is sure to be expecting us and the longer we take, the more time we give her to prepare!” Saenis shouted as everyone doubled their efforts. From the distance running through the crowd of onlookers came a messenger, with a scroll in hand.
“Hermion. I hope that scroll you hold brings good news,” She said pl
Hakunui, the Pliosaur God
There was something peaceful about the Jurassic, Lin thought as she sat on the deck. No one ever believed her and on land, the dinosaurs could be very dangerous, but Lin was sitting on a boat in the middle of the Panthalassic Ocean, the biggest ocean in the history of the Earth. Nothing but water as far as the eye could see with a few clouds in the distance. The smell of the salt air in her nose and a cool breeze in her face. Lin could not be happier. She got up to refresh her drink when it happened. Despite all her years time traveling, Lin had never really felt ‘outside of time.’ Until now.
Lin’s feet were thrust out from under her as the boat itself rose up. It all happened so quick, yet despite that it seemed to take forever. In front of her the deck disintegrated into splinters and was replaced by a massive set of jaws.
The monster that owned them followed, breaching out of the water for almost thirty feet, bl
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