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25th November
World domination and being at school aren't things that usually go well together.
It's because it eats a lot of time. As the "job" I intend to do is not a job that currently exists, that has no grade requirement, school does not have any interest for me. Even if I fail to dominate the world, so long as I stay alive, I'll still be able to make enough money to live for years to come just by making a few of my characters get a job.
Not only that, but there is a risk that someone that actually exists, as prepared and intelligent they might be, will just be spotted just by the simple fact they exist. As long as you exist, as long as someone else sees you, someone just nee
Reading my old comment on that chapter, it seems like I wanted to make it a separate story from that point on, which would diverge from the coming end of the volume. It never happened, but I am intent on doing quite a few continuations, so I guess that’s just one more to add to the list.
No keywords […] 12th December At this hour, I'm supposed to be at school. Well, in fact, I'm supposed to be at my funeral. In the coffin. Nowhere else. What kind of dead isn’t at their funeral? Well… Me. But right now, I'm way too busy to attend my own funeral, I’m focused on creating new patterns for my army. The problem with dwarfs is the amount of beer you need. So I recently had one of my characters create a beer factory just above my secret base. You’ll never guess how easy it is to fake administrative processes once the owner is willing to keep his mout
No keywords[…]22nd DecemberI had all the generals of my army group assemble for a strategy meeting.We talked about my world domination around a cup of coffee.I could’ve taken all the decisions, but I am not one to believe my own decisions are better than others. Everyone has valid input, especially when they were written to be better than me. Don't misunderstand, they aren't that great, but I wrote my greatest as their lowest, which made their greatest, or even average, way higher than what I could imagine. This is the advantage of the method I found of writing characters through story. You can set u
No keywords […] 31st December Everything went well. Very well. I am the first Great Guru and the leader of the first fully independent country created in centuries! All those who tried over the last few centuries before were either killed or invaded right after. It basically means I’m strong enough to not be worth antagonizing. The leader of the world! Now should be the time for me to write my autobiography. After all, what leader would forget to write their autobiography? You never know, if I die, I want to ensu
Keywords: Grigorij Rasputin/Steampunk/Poison/High lord/Tal’darim/DoomI am Grigorij Rasputin.It's been a year now.A year since it happened.The calamity.The unexplained disappearance of half of the world's population.If we were in a fantasy world, or something similar, it could be explained in tons of ways: poison, high scale magic cast by a dark lord, a demon lord’s doing…In a steampunk world, they might just have decided to go elsewhere and not care about the disappearance. After all, steampunk technology does not help to locate people, and it globally is made to revere technology, not h
Keywords: Godlike/Religious zealot/Holy Tome/Occultism/Pope/Forest fire/Island/Pure/Cleansing/Graveyard/Holy magic/Holy ground I'm called Anna. I'm Grigorij's sister. I'm 6 years younger than my brother, who's 16. It's morning, and I am having my breakfast while watching TV. Today, on the news, they are again talking about the calamity… Oh, and a forest fire. I sigh… I still have to go to school. Doom is coming but life never changes, huh? […] All of my high school teachers are in the same sect. These zealots believe in some kind of holy tome. They believe in some kind of holy magic.
Keywords: Sacred texts/Vikings/Isolated How I caused the Calamity isn’t complicated at all. I am just regularly presented with a choice by the two devils, and I was presented with a choice over which I preferred killing half of humanity. Today, I tried faking my sleep, but it didn't work. Right: So, kid, yesterday wasn't really funny, you know? Left: Yeah, why choose the forest fire? You could have chosen to bring back Vikings! Right: So, today, you have an interesting choice! Left: Either you become the holy sect's saint… Right: Either you become a totally isolated shut-in! Let's see, on one hand, I don'
For the anecdote, at the time, I was tired of writing sad shit, and I saw the direction it was going to take, so I ended it extremely early, as I wanted to quickly go to something else. At least it was how I saw it, but in fact, I think it was an early sign of the burnout I'd have soon after, which had me stopping volume 9 after only a chapter and a half, and globally going into hiatus for 2 years. Even to me, volume 8 felt extremely rushed despite having good ideas, so I feel really bad about it. I think it's the first volume I will write a continuation of, as it is the most rushed. I don’t remember what D.D. stands for, tho.
Keywords: None A woman, around 20, was walking in a street. -Hey, baby, wanna have some fun? She snorted. Such people were the dregs of society. For a young woman like her, born in a rich family and used to being treated like a princess, these people were more disgusting than cockroaches. -Hey! I'm talking to you! He seemed to be drunk. Drunken people are dangerous. Especially for women. She accelerated. The man kept following her. Latest Chapter