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Transcendence. Torments of Nate Deon Chapter 2 INTO THE SEA, LAMOA - Part 9
When the morning came so did the lessons begin. Reid took to a knee and Lauralyn sat cross-legged on a small cloth she laid before Lira. “Listen and let it be your foundation. The blade is an extension of you being. Inanimate it may be but with a soul of its own. The way of the blade is resonating with the soul with its sheen letting you thoughts through its reach. This not only goes for the blade but any and every other weapon. The souls of these weapons can be fiery and wild or calm and cold. Either way the approach to taming and mastering those souls is the duty of its user. I will be teaching you how to handle the blade. Along with that; Know this little one: any and everything can be used as a weapon and one must take advantage of the situation and the present element at your disposal. So alongside learning the blade you will know the basics of how to handle any other weapon.” Lectured Reid. “And I building on your survival skills and instincts. I think I’d throw in a few basic
Transcendence. Torments of Nate Deon Chapter 2 INTO THE SEA, LAMOA - Part 10
When she returned to the camp she found Lira crouched to a block sitting beside a sleeping Geb, quiet as usual, though she looked a bit shaken up. “What happened? She came in looking rather panicked.” Reid came closer and Warwick a few steps away and well with earshot. “You guessed right…” “Did you?” “No. I didn’t. He’s ‘calming’ himself.” She said holding back a laugh. “The kid didn’t need my help. She had everything under control and broke free, delivering a good kick to his wood. Bet he didn’t see that coming. Bastard froze before realizing what happened. Funny as hell.” She laughed a little “She would be terrifying in the future that is…” The change wasn’t subtle as her voice went soft, clearly implying on their current circumstance. “That good… but I doubt that would stop him.” “I did give him a warning…” “Would that be enough to stop him?” “I have my doubts.” Warwick commented. “Should he try that again I plan on doing what I said.” Lauralyn replied resolutely. That ver
Transcendence. Torments of Nate Deon Chapter 2 INTO THE SEA, LAMOA - Part 11
Everything feels dark. Not the normal dark I’ve always felt anytime I tried closing my eyes. It’s almost comforting, almost like back in the ruins were I had been out for three days. An empty blankness, somehow. It’s not like the feeling I had when my body was taken over. My mind just woke up from the sleep… at least I can call it that, since I couldn’t feel the world around me. Like haze I start to feel the world around me. It’s slowly becoming clear. My body seems to be shaking, like someone is trying to wake me. Oh yeah, that’s right, Iya—wait Iya, I don’t know what happened. Is she alright!? Before I could have a grip on my mind my upper body shoots upright. I catch Iya taken aback, but not startled, like she was expectant. The calmness on her face almost like mine. The mystery about her, about these actions of mine… I don’t know. My own safety is not my concern, but not once or twice could I stop myself from moving for hers. It’s just mind-boggling. And somewhere within me I
Transcendence. Torments of Nate Deon Chapter 2 INTO THE SEA, LAMOA - Part 12
Not too long ago the last of the orange glow from the setting sun dissipated shrouding the canyon in darkness. The stars were out and moon hung high up in the cold night sky. It’s silvery glow highlighting the rocky terrain and illuminating all that loitered its calm surface. As much as I like the fact of filling my belly I hate it when I have monsters for sustenance. The work done just to eat is time consuming. I’d like to devour them from where they fell but that would be messy(?). It feels idealistic to think this but I’d like to retain that part of my ‘humanity’ if I can—that is if sitting with a freshly hunted monster’s flesh in my hand eating it raw and relishing in that nectar-like scent of blood count as anything human—instead of acting like the monster I am. Grabbing the tail of one of the monsters that had every part of it intact I drag it behind me heading for the cliffside. Thud! I give a tug dropping the corpse. Grabbing one of it’s hind legs I grab my blade severing th
Transcendence. Torments of Nate Deon Chapter 2 INTO THE SEA, LAMOA - Part 13
It hadn’t been a long walk—A couple or more hours or so, give or take—before seeing some structures ahead. A box-like rectangular roof stood on two pillars and two smaller rectangular boxes distanced from each other sitting under it. An old filling station. Perpendicular to the structure sat a building. On the inside I could see the roof had caved in, the shelves were broken and rusted and a few rusted cans and plastics on around.. Both structures look, a wreck. There are few buildings as well opposite the two, a bit of distance away. Maybe a small settlement. Far beyond that—well not too far even by my standard a—straight ahead I see a the usual tall buildings. We—including the little beast would had kept following Iya—walk to the structure, standing between the structure with two pillars and the small settlement. It looks, deserted and there is a faint familiar smell drifting into my nose. We make way into the place, the scent is getting strong. The buildings were made of brick
Transcendence. Torments of Nate Deon Chapter 2 INTO THE SEA, LAMOA - Part 14
Days passed. In the stand storm they moved, Warwick in the front, the girls in the middle, Reid and Noha behind, paced so as to not lose sight of each other. Their vision clouded by the dust and sand carried into air. The loud howling of the winds disorienting them. Wrapped around the faces were a light strip of cloth to help filter the sand from the air that breathed in. And over their eyes to prevent blinding, even so the dust was thick and the wind harsh. They had ventured into many storms the months they had been stranded on the sands. Each having their dangers. It was fortunate that none had lost their lives during those time. Each time their senses were dulled due to the winds and sands yet they persevered desperately trying to keep away of the surroundings veiled by the thick blanket of dust. Not long had they wandered into the storm, moving in a straight line. Any mistake and they would be yet again displaced, keeping them further stranded on the sands. Since entering the
Transcendence. Torments of Nate Deon Chapter 2 INTO THE SEA, LAMOA - Part 15
Warwick moved shifting his sword to the side. Having a longer reach, a few steps away with both hand he swung for a horizontal slash. Seeing the fast sword approaching his neck he evaded by lowering himself backwards allowing the sword to pass overhead. “Woah” With the momentum he dropped to a back handspring. Feet touching the ground he moved without hesitation and swinging his falcatas. Warwick parried while avoiding the blade that came at his side by shifting his body. And so their exchange continued. “I got to say. I truly admired the friendship of your squad. As loft as it was. To be honest I’m jealous. You guys isolated me. That makes me curious. When did you guys start to suspect me. I thought everything I did was flawless. It did fool the guild for so long.” With the size of his sword one would think its weight would be a problem. But he moved it like it was any other lightweight. Parrying, blocking and the occasional evasion. “The bonds of peasants are intriguingly admi
Transcendence. Torments of Nate Deon Chapter 3 PORT TOWN OF ERNDT, TO SAVE THE LITTLE ONE - PART 1
I open my eyes. The dull blue of the sky is staring back at me. In the corner of my sight the usual rubble of the old times. What happened? I remember entering into the ruin which was in the distance when suddenly I heard a ringing and everything went dark. Not been able to feel pain will turn out to be a disadvantage when being attack, especially one such as this. Wait… I don’t hear it. I sit up. I look to my side… swiveling to the other. Where is she? And the youngling beast. “Oh you’re awake…” A full turn to where the voice came from. I don’t know what race he is—obviously because I never cared to know—four arms, head that looks almost reptilian though slightly rounded, with two pairs of eyes donned in leather armor, his slightly thick arms bare. Two sheathed swords were crossed behind his back. I wonder what the other pair of arms would hold, if he has only two swords. “… Where is the kid?” “You must have arrived with a companion. Unfortunately, if they aren’t here you
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… Above watching the ongoing battle. The mage with the mercantile smile stood in his deep brown Sith robe. The ground was little with corpses and dismembered corpses. Blood stained sands that had soaked and drained the life of those that fell. The two sides, one side the majority of therianthropes and the other humans, clash letting loose their savagery on each other. It was a gruesome sight where swords clash, severing and disemboweling of the clashing races alike. An observer would question the necessity of the savagery. In a would were there was on the expanse of desert, who knew whether there would be another settlement other than that of the two sides. So why did they not cooperative to increase their chances of survival in this cruel new world? The answer is basic: Superiority of species. One with the stronger physique wanted to declare themselves master, and the other with smarts wanted for control. So
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“Are you okay.” I look to where her voice came. Chika had somehow gotten herself out of the binding around her arm. When I glanced it seemed like it was cut. And in her hand was a very small knife, I’m sure she tucked it somewhere they wouldn’t find. She was checking on the two, cutting their bindings. I took a step to move closer. “Ugh…” I thought it would take a while to kick in. I finally got to relax seeing everything was fine, but immediately I did. I felt pain grip my entire body. My grip turned slippery from the blood that was slipping from the gunshot wound on my shoulder, and from the one that wasn’t mine. If that was all then I could deal with it, it would probably healed after a while. Aside from the nicks and cuts. I got careless back there. True, with this new found strength and reflexes you could do much, but when your are under fire it’s easy to be blindsided that was it. And that was what happ
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“… I’m here to collect my friends. And I wouldn’t hesitate to cut anyone down anyone who stands in my way!” I say as I straightened my poster, walking. “Intruder at the entrance. Men down.” … “Don’t let him in. Do whatever it takes to put him down.” I could hear the distressed voices of the men in this place. They were scrambling to get here. And those that were already close by were let lose bullets. From long before I’ve known them to be rather conservative of their ammunition, after all, the amount would be so little. But it still rained. I weaved through the debris, walls, and any cover as they closed in with cover fire. Those that chose close combat with their machetes and knives were cut down by the scythe. I closed in one by one on their gunners taking them out and moving away before I got pinned. Why? Why? Why? Why do I feel like this? Despite the rage in me, hypocritical, it may be, why
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“I’d appreciate it if you could get on with it.”“… Absolutely. Brest is his name.”Why do I get the feeling the sound of his name is exactly how he looks?“Who is he? What is his role in all this?”“The same for anyone in his position. A seat. Somewhere to belong, to hold authority.”“… I don’t get it. He’s already made his way into the top brass of that opposition faction, I assume, so why the need for more power.”Not just anyone could make it into the elites, in this case faction heads. He has to have something they need and is of the same mindset.“… Show me a person who has no greed and I will show you a world without without suffering…”Greed? In this situation do I seem to have that?… I guess. Despite having Amara, a unique to existence, I still wanted for Chika. Is that greed or lust. And then the fact, though not my own, I preferred her to be the one in control. Dose that also count.“… What do you think a desperate man would do, if you were in his situation?” He as
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Chapter 2 REVENANT'S PAST - PART 12
When the sun got over the horizon, I got out of Chika’s place. Using the Scythe as support I dragged my aching body towards the settlement. Damn it! My whole body hurts like hell. Despite it only being sunrise the settlement is bustling. The hunt must have already been gathered and people where already up to collect their ration for the day. Technically there should be enough to ration them for months if the meat is cured, but with the time it took to cure and the amount of people that came in occasionally the daily hunts were mostly shared daily until the ones in stores was cured. I’m somewhat a familiar figure around here. Draped in a cloak, much better from the very first tarp I used, though it was old. They knew of the relation I had with Chika and the fact I was one of those who hunted most people stayed cleared of me. Then there’s the rumor about the scythe. Something about the weapon being cursed and me being a dangerous and cruel character, That really hurt my feeling, you
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[A/N: About half of this was part of the previous chapter/ Please go through the latter half] It began slow at first but soon she got passionate, like her body was reacting to something she had yearned for, for so long. I pulled her in closer.I didn’t have any top on so she could only wrap her arms around my neck leaving me to undo her buttons. Her lips never left mine as I worked to free her trapped bust. She was just right. I’m not one to like ‘em big or small, but in the middle, maybe a tad big than that average, just like how she was.I cupped a breast feeling it’s soft, sinking goodness in my hand. Breaking off I traced her neck, kissing all the way the cherry which sat perfectly on her mound taking it into my mouth, sucking on it.“Ah…” Her moans were soft, afraid to let it out. Her hand found my buckle as I undid her with a hand, slowly sinking into the mood.Gently lean her backward until her back touched the bed.On my knees I pulled off her pants and underwear, feasting on
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Chapter 2 REVENANT'S PAST - PART 10
[A/N: Believe the is longest i've written. Not edited so please bear with me.] In this few months I’ve active here. I got to see, well hear, about the fights that have been going on. With the exception of a few other races, their opponents were indeed the Theriantropes and a few other monster looking humanoids. Can’t really call them monsters if they can communicate, can we?. Here’s me, a guy who is avid about fantasy setting and the like and its inhabitants, seeing them do this breaks my heart. It goes as far to see the Demi-human, you know those animal/monster ears, tail and other parts, but looking no different, if not slightly, from humans being affect. Oh my dear Waifus. I was more active later in the night and hardly witnessed any. I mostly rested during the day, if not going to Chika’s or the old/young which listening to their reports, and gossips. From the reports they harassment was mainly guerrilla. Even still with that they were still at a stalemate, both side unable ov
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The first night after being cooked in boiling water—blood, I saw its effects. The speed and power increase. It breaks past the limits of your current self, even if it’s only a little improvements, my body left tight and robust.If people of our time knew about this, they’d rush in droves to get some without hesitation.…Right.Survival trivia:If you must know how they deal with the water problem. They had secured a reservoir and other containers around the place, rationing it along with the daily hunts. It’s not much considering this sweltering heat which calls for constant rehydration, but there’s nothing you can do than survive with the little you got. —Well there’s the option of plundering from others, as long as you don’t get caught or deal with an witness. And that is something that seems to happen around here.How do they deal with the refiling? Well from what I know they made sure to collect the rare yet occasional rains which somehow still fall. If you ask me, things like th
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Motor control has slowed down to a dull, I can’t even keep my position leaning to the wooden hut,The same time as the door opened I had swayed to the side falling in towards the old lady. Luckily though, for some reason the scythe is still tight in my grip.“Woah, I didn’t think you’d want this old lady that bad that you’d throw yourself upon me.” She must have gotten a closer look at me, “You don’t look so good. Let’s get you in.” She supported me leading me inside.How is a frail old lady able to hold me upright. It’d be a blow to my pride as a man if it was my weight, but it isn’t.I’ve had my suspicions but this woman isn’t as she seems.She laid me on a cloth-made bed.“I should get your gift in before someone makes away with it.”I get how you feel about securing resources detrimental to survival but someone’s dying here.I get it now. I did ask the price of a life in this new world. Now I seem to know what it cost.It didn’t take long to hear the d
