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NUM291

NUM291

Lv5

Can't be humbled due to having excessive ego, not due to being exceptionally great.

2018-12-05 UnidoUnited States
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Escrita

64h

de leitura

115

Ler livros

Emblemas
9
Momentos
1021

The Oblivion Walker

█̷̛̙͉̮͚̱̬͔̺̭̯̼͚̹̬͍̜̝̖̣͉̣̮̩̖̠͕̙̘̗̉̊̅̈́̌̌̂̄̅̆͒̈͑̈́̈́̉̔̓̋̉̏͑͒̌͑̏͂͘̚̕͘͠͝ͅ█̸̡̛̫͙̼͍̙̹͉̬͚̟̻̣̻͙͎̣͍͍̺̼̖̿̈͆̏̀̉̌͂̂͂̓͒̀́͗̅͝͝█̵̢͖̟̗̜̟̣̝̼̮̰̤̆́̌̽̉̑̈́̊̒͋̐̀̍̏́͌̚͝█̷̧̢̡̧̧̢̡̢͍̺͚̰͇̙̱̼̥̝̫̞̗̣̺͖͉̠͇͓̰͈͔̙̮̘̳̭͙̘̣̗̖̫͍́̊͑͗̈́̽͜ͅ█̷̛̙͉̮͚̱̬͔̺̭̯̼͚̹̬͍̜̝̖̣͉̣̮̩̖̠͕̙̘̗̉̊̅̈́̌̌̂̄̅̆͒̈͑̈́̈́̉̔̓̋̉̏͑͒̌͑̏͂͘̚̕͘͠͝ͅ█̸̡̛̫͙̼͍̙̹͉̬͚̟̻̣̻͙͎̣͍͍̺̼̖̿̈͆̏̀̉̌͂̂͂̓͒̀́͗̅͝͝█̷̢̨̢̧̧̧̛̟̫͚͓̩̳̗̙̺̘̱̩̜̝̲͓͖̮͎̫̞̲̭̯͍̜͖̥̦͖͚͈̝̳͓͔̺̘̩̘̪̳̓̿̐̑̐͋̑̔̈́̅̄͒̾̋̈́̀̒͊̉̈̀͂̎̈́̍̓̾̃̇̐̚͠͝ͅ█̷̛̙͉̮͚̱̬͔̺̭̯̼͚̹̬͍̜̝̖̣͉̣̮̩̖̠͕̙̘̗̉̊̅̈́̌̌̂̄̅̆͒̈͑̈́̈́̉̔̓̋̉̏͑͒̌͑̏͂͘̚̕͘͠͝ͅ█̸̡̛̫͙̼͍̙̹͉̬͚̟̻̣̻͙͎̣͍͍̺̼̖̿̈͆̏̀̉̌͂̂͂̓͒̀́͗̅͝͝█̷̢̨̢̧̧̧̛̟̫͚͓̩̳̗̙̺̘̱̩̜̝̲͓͖̮͎̫̞̲̭̯͍̜͖̥̦͖͚͈̝̳͓͔̺̘̩̘̪̳̓̿̐̑̐͋̑̔̈́̅̄͒̾̋̈́̀̒͊̉̈̀͂̎̈́̍̓̾̃̇̐̚͠͝ͅ█ Within the infinite void, there are a few countless odd beings scattered about. Permanently drifting. Ungodly or divine in nature. They drift, unable to know that they aren’t alone or that there are others drifting like them simply due to how endless it is. Time crawls to a halt. Space grows stagnant. Darkness remains a constant. Infinite. Eternal. Untouchable. But sometimes within the endless black of nothing, after a few eternities, something might come across something to escape their eternal monotony, whether it be someone else or something much farther than that. Floating through the void, a nameless spirit finds itself amongst endless nothing. Empty and desiring more, it quietly waits. Until eventually, it can feel the pull of reality, they allow it to take hold of them. Authors Note: As I get older, I can't help but hate my older self, especially how I wrote. I think I've improved since then but I still can't help but hate. I hope you enjoy it!

NUM291 · Fantasia
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13 Chs

Monster’s Reprieve - Live Another Day

Going against the corrupted world, the General had succeeded in what he’d set out to do. With every enemy beaten, all obstacles cleared, and his soul drenched in blood, he stared at the blue sky and sighed. He regretted it all. Everything. It wasn’t worth it. He wasn’t happy. Staring at the corpses of everyone he’d killed in the recent battle. He only felt deathly emptiness. Why did I kill them… I could’ve just let some live… He thought he was tired before the battle, but now he was truly drained. None of it meant anything. It was over though. The war over. The battle finished. And his time was done. If he had tried as hard as he could in the earlier battle, maybe he could’ve survived this, if he decided to, maybe he could stay alive. But it was too late. There was no point. He had done it before. He’s survived against all odds and even against greater things, he’s powered through it all. But no. It wasn’t worth it. He was better off dead. So he allowed it. And it was over. The fool was dead, but someone nameless into another world would not be. Authors Note: Not a wish fulfillment story. I just wanna make something half decent at this point.

NUM291 · Fantasia
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11 Chs

Brawler

Ever since he was born, Lucks felt a mass forming within him. It was raw momentum. He could feel it. As days passed, this passion grew, but it seemed like he would never be able to do anything with it. The world filled with those who wield impressive powers. “Abilities”. Flame manipulation, future sight, strength beyond what should be possible. In this world, a person without these powers are considered lesser. But this is merely one aspect of life that can’t be controlled. Health, attractiveness, intelligence, all of it is similarly unequaled amongst people. And well, that’s simply too bad. Without an “ability” of his own, Lucks had long realized that the world was pretty amazing. This is the story of a man who fights the weak and the strong alike.

NUM291 · Ação
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2 Chs