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Rest in PiecesI’m hanged by the thread of death. To feel beyond the emptiness of a dead-end street or to hear voices from distant memories became impossible. After several attempts, and many failures after, now, there’s no longer cure.
Talking to my friends was the most difficult task to complete. I defeated monsters and demons, but it was never been so challenging as to admit of dying. Of course, monsters are more physically strenuous, but I was never trained emotionally. I believe that no one was, because these are those who nourish us with fear, but also of courage and compassion. Releasing the words with whom you trust was hard...
At first we laughed and took the joke. "Me? To drop dead? From natural causes? It can be only a joke! “But the smile shattered when they perceived the severity of the situation. Day after day, my condition was worse.
"I'll be fine," I said, with a child's naiveté. Everything was supposed to be all right! It seems that I sub estimated the fragilit
Stroke of Midnight: Chapter 2Chapter 2: Simplicities and Complications
The Star Road Guardian was more ecstatic than he had been in a long, long time.
This had been the easiest thing he had ever done. There was no contest. He had been gifted the task of catching one of the most dangerous men in the Underwhere, and it hadn't taken more than a couple hours the previous night to get his old doll body from Gaz, it's owner's, attic, and around twenty minutes wandering the forest once he'd located the target.
From there it'd been smooth sailing, and now he was dragging said man back towards town, and eventually the central Mushroom Kingdom itself, where he'd find a way to get to Flipside and Dimentio back to the Underwhere where he truly belonged, in the star's opinion.
Hence, his manner was cheery, and he carried with him a spring to his step
Stroke of Midnight: Chapter 1
Chapter 1: Lost
Falling. He was falling. Deeper, deeper, everything was black... or perhaps his eyes weren't open, whichever it was, he couldn't tell, nor did he care, for that matter.
Visions flew in front through his mind. A dark castle, a deep, dank cave, a ruined kingdom, a world of nothing, a black book, a dark cell, and a girl, with short, almost white blond hair and beautiful emerald green eyes.
He screamed at the top of his lungs, not caring who heard. His vision flashed, for what seemed like only an instant he was in a dark room, the only light blinding him through a door on the other end of the it, barely cracked open. In the next instant, the world flipped, quite literally, upside down, and everything went black.
Wait, no, this time his eyes were closed.
He tried opening them, and was nearly blinded in that instant, but manage
Wanting Spirit - Chapter 5
Battling the Red Dragon
The dragon towered over me, its roar ripping the air apart. It spread its huge wings as it lowered its head to stare down right at me.
"Impressive," I teased. The dragon snorted at me, its hot breath kicking up a wind. I could see small spits of fire rising out of its nostrils.
"You don't belong here, monster," I said to it, "and if you won't leave this Star Hill, I'll have to make you."
The dragon seemed like he could understand me, as his mouth curled into something that resembled a sinister smile. He raised his front paw up in the air and took a huge swipe at me. I stepped quickly away and his claws dug into the ground, scattering rocks everywhere.
I hoped this form was agile. I charged up to the dragon and smacked it in the jaw, its head flying back in surprise. He quickly swung again, and I rolled out of the way behind him, where he tripped me with his tail. It certainly did smart.
It was kind of hard to right myself back up, but eventual
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