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1) Union of Alondra, 50 A.R.Well, here's something of a dystopia. This is the original era that a few of my OCs including a failed luchador wrestler to name one. It's more or less a fantasy type setting, complete with dwarves or elves but with sub-lightspeed space travel, aliens[1], the occasional horrendous civilizational collapse[2] and quite a bit of shiny high tech instead of the "standard" pseudo-medieval, or the increasingly popular IRL gaslamp fantasy type world.Alondra is a typical terraform colony world, with the usual bad government you see in late-stage civilizations. Alondra's location is an arm not that far off from the galaxy...

    *******     Her proposal was simple. Trial by combat. It was a common way to solve disputes in old time Konoha. The two parties in a dispute would fight, or would find a champion to do their fighting for them, and the one standing at the end of it all would be determined to be in the right.     Of course it didn’t work very well. Usually what would happen was one trial by combat would lead to another, and another and finally the whole thing would end up as a generational blood feud more often than not.     Sakura didn’t want to accept this. There was no good reason to accept this, other than the fact that it solved the issue of having ...

    The sun was beginning to set, and strings of lights began to illuminate the village against the violet sky. The low roar of festivities on Main Street faded to a murmur as Yashi headed further from it, till the only sound was the clack of his geta against the dirt road and his own shallow breaths. He was late. Rather, late for being early. The Shirogane boy would never dream of making a pretty lady wait, especially one that his sister's friend had so kindly set him up with when he was unable to find a date on his own, no sir. He surely would still be able to arrive at the Hitoyo compound on time, but he had hoped to have some time to g...

                “Ha…!” she screamed, startling. She was… Sweating. The futon she was lying on was totally wet and stank. Her armpits, or fever, maybe. Above her head was a roof made with wooden plain beams, from which no decoration, no scrolls, nothing hanged, that could have allowed her to identify the place. The furniture were plain too, much like every faint attempts of decoration on the walls, or the clothes that the people around her were wearing, busy wiping off her front, now looking at her with  o shaped mouth. Excepted for the Uesugi clan mon, nothing could have indicated her where she was. Panting, she looked at her surroundings....

It had been some time since the last distortion and school was proceeding on like normal. Mimi had jumped at the chance to be the class representative for the planning committee. The cultural festival was coming up soon and Rita was really looking forward to it. “Why are you so excited for the cultural festival?” Izzy asked as he and Rita made their way to the roof. “Because this is a first for me! I have always seen and heard about how fun they can be, and how the students get involved. We don’t do anything like that back home…” Rita reasoned. “What kinds of things do you do?” Izzy questioned, figuring this would be a good chance to learn...

Vincent Valentine x Reader Chapter I - A Bad Start     “Are you ready, _______?”     “Ready!” You tightened the grip around your Katana's hilt and charged toward Zack, while he started blocking your attacks using his Buster sword. You wouldn't save any effort in order to defeat this 1st class SOLDIER. “Take this!” You whipped your sword and threw some more strong blows at him; a smile crossed your lips upon seeing Zack retreating few steps backwards, but still, his large Buster sword was always in the way, giving him a greater possibility in winning this duel.    “Aren’t ya gonna give up yet?!” He asked. You answered with a smirk: “In your...

     Three days later found us all perched on a rock face that bordered the great stone towers.  As expected, since Xalthorne’s murder at her own hands, Mab’s forces had occupied the fortress.  It wasn’t a large force… nor was it small.  It was a medium sized division, mostly goblins, humans dotting the mass here and there.  They weren’t the problem; they weren’t even a problem.  With our tactical advantage, Cameron and his friends could’ve taken them on, just the three of them.  The real problem was padding around in the courtyard.      “So boys,” I asked grimly, “Who’s afraid of the big bad wolf?”      The creature was lupine in shape an...

Under the broken archway of a wood-and-stone entrance which once formed a frame around the now shattered main defensive Town Gate, strode the voluptuous form of a tall, yet elegant looking Drow Female on foot. Lifting her high heeled feet over the slumped forms of several ravaged corpses of what used to be Guards, the Dark Elf entered along a path that clearly saw her avoiding the messiest parts of what was not long ago the fray of a frenzied Melee. Save for the occasional scream of a newly discovered Villager, and the noise of fires burning their way into the already battered Town, the scene of the Town Square she entered remained remarka...