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SpacesSnips

SpacesSnips

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Like to read and write… that’s about all.

2023-06-02 JointUnited States
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  • SpacesSnips
    SpacesSnips2 months ago
    Répondu à MustafaMahmood

    Yeah, I kind of imagined it as the elf’s disdain for the other races that manifested in him calling her both beautiful with his “you of all people” and insulting her by calling her profession barbaric. I’ve always thought of the elves as, except for the rare few, an arrogant race that thinks they are the best cause their so close to nature or whatnot, so I tried to capture that with double layered insults along with also giving him a bit of humanization with an attraction to beauty. Though I can see how it can cause confusion.

  • SpacesSnips
    SpacesSnips5 months ago
    Posté

    Well, I guess it’s about time I put a review over here. Five stars as is obligatory. I don’t have much to say but I’m free to ask questions to just comment below and I’ll answer to the best of my ability. Though… other than that I guess I hope you enjoy your read. See y’all later

  • SpacesSnips
    SpacesSnips9 months ago
    Répondu à DesolateRipper

    Sorry to hear that, it was meant to be written in that vague and unsettling way, as it wasn't really meant to be quite as happy. But I didn't intend for it to be hard to read. It was kind of just my natural voice in my head being written. So I'm sorry that brought confusion.

  • SpacesSnips
    SpacesSnips9 months ago
    Répondu à DesolateRipper

    I can see where the confusion comes from as it really isn't explained at all but the subtext is basically a power imbalance. The Lauragne's hold more power than Gabriel's family. This means that say, like a year before this happens, one of the Lauragne's, it could be any noble family too, came and saw how Gabriel could heal all of these wounds with a touch. So they report back and find more information which then leads to the much more powerful family pressuring Gabriel's family into sending him off to be married to their family because they want that asset for their own. That would be the carrot. As for why they just didn't refuse, or why word wouldn't have spread. To address why word didn't spread is becuase cities, especially in an era like this, are very isolated with people rarely, if ever having contact with any other city. This means that word wouldn't spread. As for the former, it would be because Gabriel's family couldn't refuse, they would be destroyed by the superior political power of the Lauragnes and as such it would be more beneficial to send him there rather than to defy and risk destruction. It wasn't too hard of a choice either because they already have an heir in Gabriel's sister. I hope that makes sense. And I do admit that I should have explained that but its a bit too late.

  • SpacesSnips
    SpacesSnips9 months ago
    Répondu à J2407

    Just a Christmas thing I wrote, doesn’t really have much meaning other than being Christmas themed and cute

  • SpacesSnips
    SpacesSnips10 months ago
    Répondu à Supreme_IQ

    Imma mass release tommorow, maybe four or five chapters. I’ve been sick for the past two days so I wasn’t able to write much. But now that I’m better there will be at the very least two chapters a day.

  • SpacesSnips
    SpacesSnips10 months ago
    Répondu à Supreme_IQ

    No, it’s more like the poor girl only saw that her father wasn’t responding and thought that he was dead, only he was just very sick and on the verge of death. It’s from her point of view so I just tried to capture what someone would think when they see corpses around and then come back to their house only to see their dad lying on the floor. Of course she would assume the worst.

  • SpacesSnips
    SpacesSnips10 months ago
    Répondu à Sea_Light

    No? This is just my natural writing, like I do go back and proofread it and all that jazz but I don’t use AI to write. Plus this is a fanfiction so I just write what makes me happy with the work rather than try and make it perfect, and I’m happy with it being flowery that’s my preferred writing style

  • SpacesSnips
    SpacesSnips10 months ago
    Répondu à Supreme_IQ

    No problem, I’m going through my backlog of stories and putting out a decent amount of chapters for them. Hope you enjoy the ride for this one.

  • SpacesSnips
    SpacesSnips10 months ago
    Répondu à byjeed

    Yeah, just transferred and rewrote it over on this account

My Skills Are All Max-Level

It was originally a game, made to be as realistic as possible with features to match. But as time passed and the game progressed there was no doubt about it. The game encroached upon reality. Not in the traditional sense, that the same monsters and people we had come to know so intimately started to appear in reality. But blank spaces that swallowed the country... the continent. And any that attempted to even reach a finger within those blank spaces of reality were consumed alongside it. I had thought myself average, that I could make some money with this game. Sanctuary. But there was a problem - a boon - whenever I gained a skill, it became max level. There was no exception. So, when the world started to fall apart, and my prowess revealed… They hailed me a hero. Despite the wrongdoings and plundering I had done in the name of wealth and power, they looked to me. To solve their problems and save the world. But could I do it? Demons and beings of absolute power. Such that even my cheat made it only marginally easier. I had no choice. It was either I fought and won, or I cowered and let the world be consumed by the cold devouring void. And so, I fight; from a beginning filled with greed, to a future filled with the hopes and wishes of mankind. Can I do it? "Heh~" Of course I can.

SpacesSnips · Bandes dessinées et romans graphiques
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170 Chs

Reincarnated with a Fusion System

.[Fusing...] The world gained mana, when and how that happened no one knew. But in the aftermath came the appearance of towers. Places where monsters rushed from in order to conquer humanity as it was known. Yet that was not the end, as years later, after countless deaths and sacrifices peace was restored. Schools were made in order to educate the next generation of hunters, those that would climb the towers and save humanity a second time should it be needed. [10%] But that was for those who were talented, for the hundreds of thousands that had the grit and talent to be chosen and climb through the ranks. [30%] That was not me, a talentless reincarnate, one who had less mana than even a baby. Yet even so I still tried, thrived in my studies where in combat I could not. [50%] ... ... [100%] [Welcome to the fusion system, a place where everything and anything can be fused. Your destiny is now your own. Take it and make history, fuse and create, for that is your purpose.]

SpacesSnips · Fantaisie
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A Trap in a Lewd Dungeon

Have you ever wondered what would become of you once you died. When the last vestiges of your existence is wiped from the universe. Well if you have then you've thought more than I did. As I was what one would see and say that he only lived in the moment, chasing the most recent highs and wasting a life away in silence. Yet when it all ended I found myself in a black void, a voice telling me of wondrous things. Of people turned heroes by a mysterious system, of a place where all could happen. I was excited, to be able to become one of those but my luck it would seem had not turned as I was not to be one of those heroes but the opposite really. A villain, one whose only purpose was to be the stepping stones of a burgeoning hero. NO... NO I say to that fate I would not be just another common mob, waiting for my inevitable death. I had dreams beyond that, beyond anything that this damned system had made for me. I had died alone, with no one to mourn me, but most importantly I had died without ever knowing the touch of a woman. And it may have been for that very reason that I had overcome my limits, taking the power the system gave to me and jailbreaking it. Taking it upon me to be the lewdest dungeon. Instead of being the whetstone for a hero I would be the bad end. The final villain that none could overcome. Yes, that was to be my purpose. But why... why was I given such a body. I had become so cute, a body that would topple countries with its cuteness, I didn't want to be that, I wanted to be the muscular demon lord at the end of the road. SO WHY!

SpacesSnips · Fantaisie
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233 Chs

A Walk Among Stars

Would you give your sight... the very essence of that sense of yours...? So that never again would you be able to see again. For the simple ability to heal. Take upon the injuries of those you care for. As with a single touch. They shall be healed. Whether it be a broken limb... a bruise... or even a whole arm... nothing, not a single thing within your grasp will ever be broken. Yet when I opened my eyes... it was not the kaleidoscope of colors I knew the world as... nor the exuberant face of my sister. No, it was to this empty void. Filled only by my sense of touch. "Of course" There was no other answer that would satisfy my will. For this was my choice... and my choice alone. ... When the world was created... populated by species upon species of beings. Yet a drop here... a star that may have yet to burst. A small flap of some God's coat. For the world was given life. Life greater than others. For they could use magic. An ability so wondrous that many nations had been created and felled in the harrowed halls of libraries. Yet this ability was not equal, and neither was the strength of will. For it appeared within women, every man that was born... for every one of them, there was an equal thousand women. As for magic. A rare occurrence already, made even more rare by the gap. A change in dynamic. For there was not some great king... there was not one holy emperor. Or even a god. There was a queen... a holy empress.... a Goddess. For man's place was not on the battlefield but upon the soft ballrooms, kitchens laden with instruments of creation rather than destruction. Married into well families that cared for them like precious possessions.

SpacesSnips · Fantaisie
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78 Chs

Be Yourself, Unless you can be a Dragon

People have always told me to be myself. There was no fault in being my true self, but really, when given the chance to be a dragon. Who would refuse. After all, if I can be a dragon, then there was no doubt that I would choose such. As everyone else should as well. Though that didn't explain why I was treated like some sort of demon god. I mean I am and always will be a dragon now. So why is it that everyone in this world has such a bias against dragons. What, did they like slaughter a whole continent or something. Either way, I was a dragon now, and that was all that mattered. I would grow my hoard, take all the treasures in the world and retire to sit on my gold. Yeah, that would be the life.

SpacesSnips · Fantaisie
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10 Chs

Return of the Strongest Angel

"Are you sure you can beat this game?" It was a question quite commonly asked of Gabriel, all of his friends and family were worried for him. All because of his obsession with this game of his. They knew of its hellish difficulty and were worried it might consume his life. But Gabriel was not, as even with doubts coming from every person he talked to, he still persevered. And finally, after so many years of playing, Gabriel did it, he beat the game. But that was not the end, a cryptic trait, one that foretold something. And as of the next day it was finally revealed. Not only was he pulled into the game, but it was turned into reality, his stats, his hard earned character. It was all gone. But this did not deter Gabriel. All he did was smile, grasp the stars in the night sky. "I will conquer this again." There was no doubt in his mind, for he had done it once, and even if this was reality now, the whole world taken to this hellish tower, there was no doubt that he would beat it, after all he had already done it once. What was a second time.

SpacesSnips · Fantaisie
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42 Chs

PURE Human

PURE, a game that took the world by storm. But not only in the way that one thought of it. It was the leading VR game of its time. And for years after its development it stayed that way. Until one day when it became reality. Or to the players of the time, when it retook reality. Most thought that it was merely a magical phenomenon that took them to the world of PURE. But to the truly informed it was a competition that had reclaimed Earth and its inhabitants. The period in which it was a VR game was only a tutorial and meant only to reacquant us with its systems. Yet even as they competed for territory and power from other races it was conflict between the humans that brought us to now. To the time when two people were sent back in time. A fierce competition and battle had led one to suicide for another and the other to desperately kill said another. But unknown to both they were sent back in time. One wanted to rule the game, the competition and the other simply wanted to save her friend. But this is a story of neither of them, it is a story of the friend. Of the talent of mankind. The savior and greatest genius that mankind had birthed and his story of navigating the regressed enemies and friends.

SpacesSnips · Fantaisie
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