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Mi7777

Mi7777

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If i had to describe myself I'll say...meh

2018-12-07 JointGlobal
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Miranda

Somewhere in the milky way galaxy, amidst the stars and wonders of the universe, there existed a parallel dimension. A small planet surrounded by water. Here, the supernatural ruled the natural, man and gods communicated, deities were born amongst men and demons lurked in the shadows. Waiting…..drawing their life essence from the wickedness of man. Every greedy act, lustful intentions, envious deed, jealous heart, bloodlust, gluttonous behavior and the pure raw pain hidden in the hearts of men serves as their nourishment. Till finally they were powerful enough to take possession of the corrupted heart, pervert the soul and possess the being. They wanted total control over the humans and reign over the deities. Ultimate power. And they could, if the balance between good and bad was stolen and tipped off, then the hearts of men will become uncharacteristically corrupt. To prevent such calamities, the deities divided the people into two. The people of the sun and the people of the moon, they couldn’t coexist during normal times except during the divine eclipse where they would gather to celebrate. They also put people amongst the two kingdoms who could relay their messages to the people. Everything went fine till betrayal occurred among the gods themselves….. To prevent total chaos the deities sent their children, the sun goddess Kyrr sent her daughter and the moon god Seba sent his son. All in hopes to maintain the harmony of the humans, while they took care of the problem amongst them. This is the story of Miranda.

Mi7777 · Général
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12 Chs

Beyond Me

“woah!!!!’’ young Anna exclaimed looking at the large building in front of her just oozing magical fumes. “Mum! Mum!!’’, she tried to struggle as she noticed the object of her interest slowly moving away from her. No, it wasn’t the building moving but her or more precisely the carriage her and her mother were in, unfortunately for her Academia was not their destination. “It’s okay dear, one day….very soon and near you shall see its four walls...’’ her mother cooed her quiet, she soon stopped struggling to look back because she believed what her mother said . Little did young Anna know that faith had its own plan. “young master! Young master!’’ the servant finally let out a breath of air, secretly wiping his sweaty fingers on his breeches, he accompanied by the principal of Academia were to usher and welcome the young Lord of Grove to Academia. He was the youngest student ever! Maybe that’s why the little brat always carried himself with so much pride thought the servant. At barely 5 years old he was incredibly intelligent with an IQ far above that of his age, and no one truly knew the depths of his understanding. As a faithful servant of the lord of grave he had seen quite a lot of life, no one truly understood the facets of life unless they met people of power, people who knew no bounds, people who had wealth under their feet, people who stopped at nothing to get what they wanted…..But amongst all those kinds of people there was him, the young lord of Grove.....

Mi7777 · Fantaisie
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After hour

'It's here again' he thought to himself. Staring down at the black little box on the floor. He stood at the entrance to his office, squatting down he picked up the gift. Like clock work the gift was placed at the entrance to his office. Every year from the day he turned 29, he had been receiving a gift on the 25th of May , his birthday. Now he was 37. Eight years and it still continued. Maybe that was the reason he started caring. A flash of warmth passed his clear eyes, as he held and regarded the gift with gentle hands. From surprise to suspicion, suspicion to curiosity,and finally from curiosity to confusion. He had come to appreciate these little gifts. Taking care of a multi-billion dollar company was not easy and even more so time consuming, so while he could not even think of himself, who thought of him?

Mi7777 · Urbain
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The Misfit's fit.

"why does it always have to be her?!!!" Didi shouted, her voice cracking . She tried to hold the tears in her eyes but that didn't stop them from turning glassy. She swallowed the lump in her throat trying to absorb whatever force she could from her surroundings. "it's always her" she muttered in a small voice . "Its not like that Didi try to understand she needs me now!, I'm her friend you know? and don't make a scene your being dramatic" Kyle said trying not to shout . He had to appease Didi. Bailey needed him now. "Well your mine too..." she continued childishly but weakly as she knew she already lost. He wasn't even paying attention anymore . "..." " I'm heading out now , here's the money for the bill alright?...see you later." and Kyle was off. Didi struggled to keep her tears in as she sat alone in the restaurant..watching the door oscillations before it finally shut.

Mi7777 · Urbain
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14 Chs