As a sleep-oriented person, I valued my time in the waking world pretty badly despite my own preferences suggesting otherwise. I'd prefer eternal sleep if it meant no longer having to interact with anything and... basically dying to everyone's eyes, including myself, but I was still partly responsible enough to not just go and do absolutely nothing with my time without cringing at myself for wasting a day away. Basically, I just missed being able to completely turn my brain off instead of constantly being awake twenty-four seven."Didn't you say that time is the most precious thing in the world?"Rolling my eyes at Ica's smug retort, I turned to face the woman that was the cause of this situation in the first place, "I never said that once in my life.""Maybe not in this life, but certainly in the one before."Fuck off.
My ears perked at the distant explosion that echoed between us. It sounded rather violent, like a crack on the ground suddenly erupted in an earthquake-like intensity. But... That's impossible, right?"Did you hear that?" my voice cut through the tense atmosphere that quickly descended upon us. "Something you did, maybe?""No. I'm not working on something that could produce explosions. And even then the workshop's just over there," Lace quickly clarified, her eyes looking out towards the forest beyond us. "Plus, Love's here with us, so that was definitely not our doing.""Huh..."With a wordless agreement, the two of us inched towards our respective weapons; with Lace brandishing her katana and myself reaching for my sword as Love aimed her bow at the ready just behind us.The tense silence
That's our cue, then.Running away in a fashion that was totally not like a scared criminal running from the police, each step of the giant bear behind me reverberated through my feet as I felt its presence loom ever so closer to me. The night was pretty fucking dark, but with Love providing some much-needed light in the form of her scattering arrows all throughout the area, I could at least see through the darkness of the abandoned village as I rounded yet another corner.*ROROORAAGHGHH!!!*Fuck me to hell with this...Not even bothering to look back as its growls and huffs were more than enough for me to know where the damn thing was, I continued to follow Love's improvised tarmac as I held my sword at the ready just in case this thing suddenly got the drop on me. It wouldn't be a surprise seeing as this thing w
How many times do I have to find myself in a situation like this?Was it not enough for me to get my pants shitted on not just once? Or twice? Even three fucking times? It hadn't even been a month since that Nulla-whatsit almost froze us to death, and here came another one of these pieces of shit wanting to kill me? For fuck's sake, at least let it be painless as opposed to feeling the pain of being torn limb from limb like I'd imagine this thing would do to me.*BOOM! BOOM!*The damn thing now stood right in front of me as it towered over my downed form. I could practically smell its feet as I grit my teeth at the pain on my foot. Saliva dripped from its mouth, dropping bear drool all over my face as I stared at its open maw.*RRROOROAAGHGHH!!!!*Like a record on replay, I watched as its le
What the hell was I supposed to do now?Waking up from my earlier stint with the killer bear, the twins had quickly moved to make sure that I was doing well despite the drain I had subjected to my system. Lace had urged me to not get out of bed, and Love had made quick work of the bear corpse that laid undisturbed outside. I protested against the babying, of course, but I was both outnumbered and outgunned in terms of pushing my own will against them if they really wanted otherwise. Not to mention the fact that I was positively sure that I was running a slight fever from sheer exhaustion."Hey..." I called out to Lace who seemed to be cooking something in a pot. A stew or soup, perhaps? "How're you guys doing?""Fine, thank you," Lace casually responded, the smell of what she was cooking permeating through my nose. "I should be asking that of you,
Emperor Babbage had a lot... of... well.. baggage.Having been orphaned at a very young age, his grandfather, the former Emperor of Numenor, had raised him in a time of rapid expansion and, in time, a defensive war against the Empire's numerous enemies. It wouldn't have been that much of a problem, seeing as he had grown up having a deep sense of duty to his realm and subjects, but he'd guessed that the prejudice he held against whoever struck his ire had taken a lot of unnecessary energy both from him, and from his loyal subjects."Hold them back!"Screaming out a decree of his magnanimous power, the Emperor needed not a weapon to be an effective combatant. With but a single thought, he could shower his enemies with the power of a thousand suns; the light at his beck and call being far too efficient in dealing with his enemies before they could ev
Mercantilism. The precursor to capitalism, and inevitably, late-stage corporatism. While not inherently evil, like some would like to believe with guns and violent video games, it still ushered in an era of constant inequality and nonstop crimes against humanity. Don't get me wrong, however, I still likened myself to a fledgling business owner even back in the old world, but I just didn't get why those corporate fucks weren't satisfied with their billion-dollar salaries when the common man barely lived at fifteen bucks an hour. Granted, I was kind of well off with being a doctor and all, but I still had experience with living with minimum wage during my college days. And wasn't that another problem that society needed addressing, but I digress. Besides, I didn't live there anymore.Point stands, business and capitalism weren't inherently bad, per se, but human greed will always pervade even the noblest of
Continuing my trek deeper into town, I've noticed that not a lot of people were out of the shade at this time of day braving the sun's scorching heat. As I've noted earlier, the only people even daring to go outside were those that either had carriages with horses pulling them on or they had some sort of umbrella to shield themselves from the searing heat. And wasn't it just ironic that as both a Den and a fire Num, I was fucking sweating my ass off when I didn't even bat an eye when handling fire? I don't know. I just like the contrast of it all."Fuck me..."With each step of my feet, the heat seemed to sap me of more of my stamina as I eventually reached what looked to be another crossroad. The dirt road had forked once again into two; one leading to who knows where while the other looked to be packed with more people trying to walk about in this fucking heat. I guess the l