MrPrometheus

"Trench"

/ Somwhere in the world of gesia where magic spells and the fire of guns are a daily commodity on the frontlines/ ZoOm..BoOm ZoOm..BoOm ZoOm..BoOM Fuck that one was close, I turn left looking for my squad mate in the trench, and immediately I turn away tears in my eyes, dead, definitely dead there is no way he survived that, one of the shrapnel shards of the artillery shell got him dead in the eye, I hear the sound of blood gushing, out like a water fountain but much more disturbing. I try to vomit but after we got separated from the supply line for more than 6 days after the attack of a squadron of dragons there wasn’t much left for me to eat, so the only thing that was coming out of my mouth was the sound of emptiness I want to go home...I want to see my family..I..I... ZoOm…BoOm I flinch, I could swear the Artillery shells are getting more precise after every second, I try to grab my gun without looking at the corpse of my squad mate, the moment my fingertips grace the cold steel of my weapon I feel something wet, I shudder knowing what it was. I close my eyes and stand up my hand around my gun, planning to never let it go. I try to rub the blood of my hands on my already dirty pants and after that i climb out and run faster than i ever did before... ...Ziiiiiip...splash....                                                                                                                                                                                         / the Cover art belongs to the kikstarter campaign of Interbellum RPG /

Weave Hunter

it's 935 years after the fall of the biggest human empire, the lands are at war the biggest war that ever existed. Alreon drafted by the military avoids the front and joins the weave hunters an organization of the military to protect the supply lines of monsters. ************************************************* Beware this is a slow paste story so don't expect action too early in the novel, that time will come just hang on till then -Prometheus

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