Cthulhu Mythos poem.

Twelve kingdoms. Twelve gods. Twelve tomes.

Once every century, a Tomekeeper from each kingdom is chosen by the gods to enact on their whims. As a new century enters and the next group is selected, the gods have something new on their mind: all-out war. While battles scar the world of Lidaesea, the Tomekeepers must discover secrets, form alliances and use the power of Incarnacy to keep the end of all creation from occurring.

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Decay Within: A Short Tale of Internal Struggles (Inspired off of events from my real life)

Spiritual poem.

People: Emily(18), Betty(19), Reed(5), Myles(5), Wilie(5), Sandie(5), Rockelle(5), and Roxxie(5)

(#) Is age

They all have natural red hair and grey eyes and there skin is white they all have long hair to there shoulders the girls besides Betty has 70s bangs.

𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕓𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝕚𝕤 𝕘𝕠𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖 𝕤𝕡𝕝𝕚𝕥 𝕦𝕡 𝕞𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕙 𝕓𝕪 𝕞𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕙. 𝕀'𝕞 𝕘𝕠𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕘𝕚𝕧𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕣𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕠𝕠𝕜𝕤 𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕡𝕒𝕤𝕥 𝕞𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕙, 𝕚𝕟𝕔𝕝𝕦𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟𝕗𝕠 𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕪, 𝕒 𝕤𝕪𝕟𝕠𝕡𝕤𝕚𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕠𝕠𝕜, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕀'𝕕 𝕣𝕖𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕕 𝕚𝕥 𝕠𝕣 𝕟𝕠𝕥.

A long time ago, there was a planet on the surface of which a real living Heart was beating. Each of its beat gave life to many wonderful creatures, and humans were no exception. Once, during a mountain collapse, they became afraid that something might happen to the Heart, and built a fence around it. And they started arguing about who is the worthiest defender of the Heart. The fence turned into a wall, and the city rose very quickly around it. Everything that people came up with was immediately brought to life by the love of the Heart. So, they created dolls to help themselves, which significantly accelerated the construction. In the time that was freed up, people took up the war. One day they closed the Heart completely, erecting a dome over it. Miracles stopped happening, and the dolls stopped coming to life. People blamed magical creatures for this and began hunting them. And in order not to stop the construction, they began to chip off pieces of the Heart and insert them into their mechanisms. The city continued to grow. Centuries have passed. The city has propped up the sky with towers. Only fragments of the Heart remained, saturating the black smoke with its breath. Factories that produce nightmarish monsters fed on it. With their help, people continue to wage war with each other for the title of the worthiest defender of the Heart. While it is dying. This is where our story begins...

This is a translation in process. So I am open for suggestions and comments on what to improve in the flow of the text.

Guys what the frick, NO ONE has been active and i NEED someone to talk too -_-

Cthulhu Mythos poem.

Amidst the aftermath of the War of the Lost, the once-great conflict between Lord Varamont and the three Realms, one of Men, one of Dwarves and one of Elves. Evander now finds himself at familiar places yet the death of his father changes everything.

Now placed with the highest title a man of his particular skill can achieve, The King's Hunter, Evander is faced with the grueling responsibilities of protecting the people in ways that an army cannot.

But his troubles don't end there, the Dark Demon Wizard self-proclaimed as Lord Varamont, has returned twenty years after the war with an army of Abyssals and unspeakable power beset on enslaving all life. King John of the Kingdom of the Flag, has given Evander command of his King's Guard in the fight against Lord Varamont.

Evander, his son Alrid, King John and the other inhabitants of the realms must band together and face Lord Varamont one last time or die trying to save everything they love.

Sometimes just a word or sentence said by somebody holds unbelievable value in your life but what if till the point that they turn into nightmares?People might think I have gone crazy or lost my mind but I know it's not true because the dreams of the people who once lived whisper to me every night about 'The Dreams of The Dead'​​​​​​​

Fire. Bullets. Blades. An army of machines bent on his capture, and destroying and killing everyone—and everything— around him.

And Silas thought that his lonely existence sucked before the car crash…at least then, there weren’t Bio-Droids hunting him for sport in a post-apocalyptic world dominated by A.I. and robots.

Silas was a normal teenage kid before the crash. Normal except for his growing apathy with society and the world around him, made worse by a recent tragedy—an accident he is responsible for. There will be no closure or forgiveness. Only an immense, insurmountable guilt he feels he can never confront or escape.

But then, Silas’ life is violently turned upside-down, both literally and figuratively, in a terrifying car accident. Now, his past problems pale in comparison to his current predicament, where somehow, he’s regained consciousness from the crash in a dystopian, post-apocalyptic hell-hole decades into the future, with partial amnesia and a new metal body, designed for battle and equipped with an arm cannon.

Now, he’s on the run from killer droids, and the army of automatons they control. The only way for him to save the remaining population of humanity and recover his memory is to go directly into the heart of the beast, and forcefully assimilate the abilities—called ‘Protocols’—of his most powerful enemies.