《Agalma》Chapter 2
Advertisement
I waited in anticipation for whatever it was to reveal itself so at least i could know what was about to happen. one minute turned to three, three turned to ten, ten turned to thirty and nothing happened. I felt silly maybe the thoughts from earlier got to me more then i would like to admit. Still prepared to defend myself i left the candles blazing but i was beginning to feel cramped so i was leaving for some fresh air. I got up and paced to the Top stairs of the temple opening. I sat laid down letting the cool concrete floor touch my back through my robe forgetting about what happened earlier. Looking up at the the tiny Moons of our planet i began to wonder what lies beyond the stars, I've heard that Mecha-roids actually get to explore asteroids and distance planets far beyond human capabilities. In some ways i envied them for that but had no interesting in a self righteous , self serving, egotistical, killer culture that they boasted so openly about. Though i know that i probably wouldn't be much better if i had powers like they did. I didn't have any illusions about the nature of mankind, each did what was best for themselves... in a way Mecharoids are are more like us and us like them ,then either of us either of the two races liked to admit. I just wondered why people and robot alike, when having accesses to such incredible power choses to do nothing for each other. Is it fear, is it ego, is it spite, maybe they actual prefer the death and violence, or maybe its the same reason i didn't follow that warband that fateful day ago.
Sighing i didn't move from my comfortable position still gazing upon. If there was one thing i could agree to myself was the that, the stars, and moons in this moment were absolutely beautiful. I was hungry but was content to just stay exactly were i was. This night was so peaceful i wished all my days were like this... i wish my clan was here to see it. Before i commenced in a another night time tear up i closed my eyes allowing all the emotions to wash over me.
Advertisement
Shuddering i clasped my hands and prayed to whoever was out there. I had no idea if the saying's of my clan were true, that the god Janus was watching over us but it was all i had so i clung to it, as tightly as i could. My hands still strung together i started speaking aloud "Great god Janus thank you, thank you for everything, for my health, the sun and the moon, the animals.
For some reason I felt like it was really listening to me
"My fam-..." i probably should've ended my prayer there but something came over me. Perhaps my emotions got the better of me and i finally began crying , disobeying all the commandments
" why, why , WHY DID YOU LET MY FAMILY DIE, I HATE YOU I hate " i said with with a whimper leaving it at that. I know no one would respond i simply let it go... why do i even pray i thought closing my eyes and fixing into a sleeping position.
Do you really hate god? a voice asked me right as i closed my eyes.
…Terrified i tried to pretend as if i didn't hear the voice. Feeling something cold and metal grab me by my armpits and yank me up as easily as you would a newborn child. I'll ask you one last time, Do You Really Hate God?
Advertisement
- In Serial14 Chapters
Nameless Hypocrite
"Bastard, surrender yourself!" "You think you can escape our encirclement?!" "An omnicidal fiend like you can only atone in death!" Despite his precarious situation, a young man ignored the union's provocations. His violet robe was in tatters, showing the incredible number of attacks he received, yet there was no sign of injury. Noticing the light smile tugging at his lips, the pursuing heroes warily watched him, cautious of a final attack. It was only by working together that they could corner a monster like him. An arrow pierced the air, beelining towards the young man. A malicious gleam revealed itself in his eyes; he unsheathed his sword, a long, curved blade, and deflected the projectile, spiking it into the ground. The archer's eyes widened before being split in two. He died suddenly and indignantly. The group backed away; their former confidence diminished greatly by the invisible counter. It was then that the young man sighed, his voice full of lament and self-pity. "Being a saint truly is difficult, even the world cannot understand my righteous actions." The expressions of the surrounding heroes turned ugly. Such blatant hypocrisy! Yes, the protagonist is a villain. We don't do morals here. New chaps when I write them
8 177 - In Serial8 Chapters
Kichiro's Rampage
Meet Kichiro, the son of a samurai. A social outcast, he leaves his home with nothing but a musket and a sword, determined to carve himself a niche in a chaotic world of dragons and leviathans. This fiction incorporates LitRPG elements, but it's not set in a VR. It's set in a fantastical world based loosely on East Asia in the 16th and 17th Century, when the Ming Dynasty was on its last legs, with the addition of magic and monsters. I totally stole the stat tables from Exterminatus, the author of Everybody Loves Large Chests, so let me credit him for that. I'm new to writing so please don't hesitate to criticise, and reviews would be greatly appreciated.
8 163 - In Serial13 Chapters
Tyizor's Shorts (and Poems)
I like shorts! They're comfortable and easy to wear write! These are just a series of shorts that I've written at some point in time. They're just something to distract myself from the struggle of my main story (not posted on here yet). A few poems are mixed in as well. Note: Tags/Genres have been picked, but some stories may be tagged independantly if the content is on the more disturbing side. ^^ Short stories that will be related to my main story will be tagged [EOS] Short stories featuring some of my EOS characters in a story unrelated to the main one entirely will be tagged [eos] Hope you all enjoy :).
8 152 - In Serial19 Chapters
BLOOD CURSE ACADEMIA
Blood is life and life is magic. At the age of six, Kizu was kidnapped and raised by a crone living deep in a tropical basin. Rescued ten years later, he returned to his negligent parents and former childhood life only to discover his older sister both disowned and missing. After his homecoming, his parents quickly signed him up for Wave Edge Academy. Three years behind every other student his age, he was placed as one of the worst students in the academy. To discover the answers about his blood sister, Kizu must climb the rankings. -New chapter every Thursday-
8 98 - In Serial29 Chapters
Your Mundane Transmigration Into Another World
My second fiction here, it might be similar to the first, but I will focus on improving consistency as it was not very good. The idea is to make a completely ordinary isekai story, but make it right - no cliche, some originality etc. I do not yet know where it will go, but it will involve dungeons at some point, transmigraiton, demons, elves, humans, undead. I will strive for regular updates every friday, but my writing speed is that of a slime (not a native speaker), so I might not deliver every week. Feel free to write what you think, I welcome feedback. HIATUS - will continue after I am done with my other book, I am unable to write two at the same time.
8 178 - In Serial23 Chapters
Prose For The Soul
[The Prosaist ─ For The Soul #2]Words are more powerful than any weapon you can purchase.Hence, why not use them to make a difference?Instead of inflicting pain on other people with slander,Why not comfort and encourage them to be better?
8 125

