“What Eidolon fuckery was that?”
Nix ran through the streets to get away from the ritual chamber. If anyone found it, she couldn’t have them tracing it back to her. It would ruin her.
She’d merely opened a crack in her name and corruption had flooded the room. There was so much compressed within. Her curses, however many there were, were all hidden away within her name and h...
2025-02-04 23:51:34 +0000 UTC View PostNix enjoyed her time with Dan and Ari. It was fun to just speak with other people that didn’t — as far as she knew — have ulterior motives. It was something she’d had far too little experience.
Not wanting to scar them with the stigma of being close to the ‘cursed girl’, Nix left them to return alone. Well, her intentions weren’t wholly out of the goodness of her heart. She ...
2025-02-04 21:34:37 +0000 UTC View PostThe four boys might as well have been a parade of ritual lambs as they strode up to Nix. They had all the confidence in the world, and yet she knew they had nothing to back it up. Considering the names they had, lambs had more use.
Of course, she didn’t actually care if their names were good or not, but by walking around as if everything was beneath them — when she knew very well they...
2025-02-02 08:02:17 +0000 UTC View PostNix woke late. By the time she’d left the confines of her bed and made her way to the kitchen, the dorm was mostly empty.
The day after Naming was supposed to be busy. Those who’d gone with the cultists the day before were likely still with them, and the ones who’d only received a word would be travelling to their respective temples under the protection of a guide. For the majority ...
2025-02-02 08:01:23 +0000 UTC View PostNo! I was supposed to have an entire week.
Nix stood before her mirror and searched her body up and down for any mutations beyond the feathers. Her hands slid through the plumage, relieved that there was no inklings of a nub yet, but also horrified that all her feathers had come back this quickly.
Thankfully, it looked like it was only her feathers that had grown in, but th...
2025-02-02 07:59:45 +0000 UTC View Post“You know there’s a secret entrance, right?” Dan said, voice hushed.
For a few long moments, Nix just stood with her jaw slightly agape. One of her ward-mates had actually spoken to her? Civilly? The only time they ever spoke to her was to speak at her. To yell or cry or bully like children, but never to engage her.
She was struck speechless.
Of course she knew of the ho...
2025-01-31 06:41:40 +0000 UTC View PostNix slowly peeled the blood and sweat soaked camisole from her chest as she sunk beneath the foamy water. She pulled up the once stylish gown. The chemicals in the bath had already eaten through most of the blood, but that hadn’t returned it to its previous state. Even without the tears through it, the dress was ruined by the strain it had endured while weighed down by blood.
It was a f...
2025-01-31 06:27:34 +0000 UTC View PostAs I tumble towards the earth, the lizard finally stops flinging its scales my way. It knows I’m coming, and reorients its wicked body my way.
With my body as heavy as it is in this form, I gain incredible momentum. Air whistles past me and crashes outwards, blasting through the cavern with a visible pressure wave.
The Fenghuang kin’s jaw ripples with metal teeth, as their buzzi...
2025-01-31 04:43:58 +0000 UTC View PostBy the time Nix reached the massive metal shutters of the Rearing Ward, her sweat had mixed with blood and left her gown smelling fierce. She’d been exhausted from both attempting to climb Still Tower, and the eventual fight she’d had with the amalgamation. The walk had been hard. Her legs felt like they would collapse beneath her at any moment. But she’d pushed forward.
All to see ...
2025-01-30 03:05:57 +0000 UTC View PostNix didn’t know what to feel.
Relieved, probably, but she was also annoyed that the cultist — Tarchon? — had left without answering any of the questions his words had left spiralling through her mind.
She doubted Tarchon was his name. A shortened, uninflected version, maybe, but he was too intense of a person to have such a simple name. His mechanical implants and the skill in...
2025-01-30 02:36:48 +0000 UTC View PostSeven foot tall and heavy enough that Nix could feel the ground tremble with his steps, the giant of a man stepped through the still bubbling pool of blood, crunching severed pieces of flesh beneath his boots.
Panting and on her back, Nix couldn’t run. Whatever this cultist decided to do to her, she couldn’t win. Despite that, she angled the metal pole at the cultist and stared him do...
2025-01-30 00:19:55 +0000 UTC View PostRight. Nix was going to take on an amalgamation with nothing but her weak, sickly, emaciated body. Nothing could go wrong.
She’d survived being eaten by a damn Eidolon God, after all. How could one of the weakest manifested beasts pose a problem to her?
Hmm, she thought. Maybe the creature will get so intimidated by my confident aura that it will simply throw itself t...
2025-01-29 12:24:03 +0000 UTC View PostLike a pot of oil, her blood simmered. Bubbles rose and popped, spreading the puddle with each splash. Occasionally, a droplet would reach too far, and burst into smoke before it could land.
Nix only stared. This shouldn’t be possible. The corruption around Still Tower was minimal at most. Not nearly enough for anything besides wisp spawn to appear, but those were difficult to notice in...
2025-01-29 11:01:45 +0000 UTC View PostFrom beneath the giant legs of the tower, it was far more daunting than it appeared from a distance. The structure rose straight up, like a needle pushing towards the pupil of stars.
The twisting mass of metal held only narrow sets of ladders intended for humans. The rest of it was alloy girders, long protruding barbs with a long forgotten purpose, and space. There was so much open space,...
2025-01-29 10:58:12 +0000 UTC View PostThere were few things more annoying in the world than knowing you were schizophrenic — knowing the things you saw and heard were mere figments of your imagination — and yet remaining unable to keep your fiction separated from reality.
“Can we eat them?” the static voice spoke with the innocent curiosity of a child as it watched the two other passengers that shared the trolley with...
2025-01-28 13:05:54 +0000 UTC View PostI've gone back and written a bit more in chapter 3, which ended up making the chap long enough to split, so every chap gets slid up one.
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When the last of Nix’s ward-mates received their names, the onomastician cast a glance her way before striding off to the nearest tunnel entrance. He was the first to leave; not interested in...
2025-01-27 15:08:26 +0000 UTC View PostThere it was.
The announcement that would leave Nix branded as a lost cause and irredeemable for as long as she lived… at least until they discovered how good of a sacrifice she made.
She didn’t gape. She didn’t break down and fall to her knees as she did last time. Nix turned and strode past the mixture of wary and pitying gazes. She didn’t even glance towards the prospecto...
2025-01-27 01:55:31 +0000 UTC View Postpatreon kinda stuffs up the formatting a little on this chap. No way to transfer align middle or such. Anyway, please enjoy. :D
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The hallway was as clean as it was quiet. Nix’s room was at the far end, separated from the other occupied rooms of her age-group.
It wasn’t unreasonable of the other kids; there had been plen...
2025-01-26 12:20:45 +0000 UTC View PostNix stared at the single budding feather sprouting from the side of her midriff.
The inch long tube was like an oversized hair and hard to the touch. Splitting from the tip, small red tendrils already showed themselves, ready to blossom into the first of her plumage. It stood out on her sickly pale skin.
It wasn’t clear how long she’d been staring. Her return could have been a m...
2025-01-26 11:21:17 +0000 UTC View PostHey guys, thanks so much for sticking with me!
This is the first chap of my new story. I've learnt a lot from my last two stories, and I hope this one will be even better!
Summary: As the perfect sacrifice, it is only natural that Nix be sacrificed to the ancient gods lurking in the depths of the black hole. But she didn't die. Now she's back to the day of her first mutatio...
2025-01-26 07:32:21 +0000 UTC View PostAs many of you may know, YF book 1 released on amazon a few weeks back. I went into the launch probably more hopeful than i should, so when it flopped, hard, I was a little crushed.
I hate coming here and saying this, because you guys have all offered so much support here on patreon (especially those that went over to amazon to help me out ♥). I may have been comparing myself to other, ...
2025-01-20 13:43:35 +0000 UTC View PostCeph stepped over the dead pair of rodents that had just jumped them, rubbing her tentacle where their teeth had almost punctured.
The creatures were weak. Something only a rookie mercenary would find difficult to face. Yet Ceph and her team struggled.
Small, saber-toothed rabbits of all things. They sprung through the spatial distortions in a way that made their limited speed a non...
2025-01-20 11:57:24 +0000 UTC View PostReigning in the power of my presence while also relying on it to speak at all is impossibly difficult. It’s like trying to bite, without closing my mouth.
I slither along the surface, ignoring the collapsing earth behind me. My mind falls back on the sapient swarm species, trying to remember if any had to speak through presence. None did. Their bodies were made almost by design to be ab...
2025-01-15 11:58:50 +0000 UTC View PostAs I stand over the fresh cliff only a few dozen metres from the mercenary’s barracks and headquarters, I can’t help myself from looking back over my team. It feels wrong to leave almost as soon as we meet again.
Leal looks decidedly uncomfortable to be left behind, but she doesn’t complain. I notice her veer closer to Grímr, and I’m glad — for both their sake’s — that his...
2025-01-13 08:42:41 +0000 UTC View PostCeph and her team stood at the ledge of the unreasonably deep pit. Behind them, down the hill, the Mercenary Order’s local headquarters stood before the city beyond; a staunch defender of the people from the beasts from below.
Well, from most beasts.
Kalma’s Pit was daunting to look into even for a mercenary as experienced as Ceph. There was just something about not knowing what...
2025-01-11 12:52:40 +0000 UTC View PostWith permission from the Mercenary Order leaders, Remus leads Leal and I out of the chamber after my elders. A bunch of unsettled looking politicians remain. Though, amongst them, there are those that appear as if they expected such an outcome. Imiha and Listis primarily.
“We’ll be heading out immediately, Solvei,” Yalun says, pulling my attention away from the poor, trapped nation ...
2025-01-10 09:49:21 +0000 UTC View PostAs I snap my fangs down on the neck of another beast, I question whether there is another way.
It is something I have spent many cycles contemplating. Following the promise of the Beyond to return Scia to the living, I have done nothing besides hunt, consume, and grow. That is what the Beyond wanted. That is what it will get.
Anything for Scia.
With every life I take, I can’...
2025-01-08 07:29:54 +0000 UTC View Post
Happy to announce today, that Book 1 is live on amazon, KU, and Audible!
If you already have KU, or are interested in buying, please leave a rating or review. It really helps
Thank you for all your support. It's been a long time coming. And for those of you who joined for KoJ, I'm sure you'll enjoy my original story just as much if you want to take a look. :D
The flames visibly avoided Jeriece’s cone of negative pressure. They were not as fast as her, and often fell victim to the void before they could retreat, revealing its effectiveness. With how fast she flew through the hall, she could start clearing out the flames, but considering how little she truly knew about her opponent’s form, she felt it more appropriate to confine the flames before ...
2025-01-06 03:13:56 +0000 UTC View PostJeriece had been a part of the Inner Circle for the better part of a century. Long had it been since she’d experienced the expectation of fragility that most hold toward her race. Her presence makes sure of that. But she’d seen enough underestimating her for her diminutive size, that she never expected to have done so herself.
Well, maybe that was unfair on herself; she had treated th...
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