The sky was dark, thick with clouds that churned like a brewing storm. The air was heavy, charged with an unseen force that made the very earth tremble. In the distance, the sound of metal clashing together echoed through the mountains, a violent symphony of war playing out across the battlefield.

Flames licked at the edges of the vast forest, turning the once-proud trees into skeletal remains. Smoke curled into the sky, choking the air with the scent of blood and ash. The war raged on, soldiers clashing, spells igniting the land, and battle cries mixing with the screams of the fallen.

Yet amidst the chaos, two warriors stood apart from it all.

One wielded a katana, its edge gleaming with an ethereal glow. His stance was poised, precise—his blue eyes cutting through the smoke, filled with a steely determination. Opposing him, a titan of a man gripped a bardiche, its crimson-streaked blade resting against his shoulder. His red eyes burned with fury, the weight of his convictions pressing down like an unshakable force.

For a fleeting moment, silence settled between them, the world itself seeming to hold its breath.

The warrior with the katana stepped forward, his voice carrying both sorrow and conviction. “We could’ve built the future together…”

The man with the bardiche exhaled sharply, his grip tightening. “In the past, I would’ve agreed with you… but now? I don’t think so.” His voice was rough, edged with finality—a severed bond that could never be mended.

No more words.

Only action.

They lunged.

In a flash, their weapons collided in a burst of light and shadow, the force of their clash sending a shockwave rippling through the battlefield. The impact split the ground beneath them, embers swirling in the air like dying stars. Sparks erupted as steel met steel, their strikes relentless—each one carrying the weight of history, of brotherhood, of betrayal.

They moved with inhuman speed, blades singing through the air in a deadly dance. The katana slashed forward in a streak of lightning, the bardiche countering with a crushing force that cracked the stone beneath them. Their battle raged like a storm, an unrelenting clash of thunder and fire, neither willing to yield.

They fought not as mere men, but as forces of nature, warriors whose duel would decide the fate of the world itself.

But this… this is the end of the story.

To understand how the world came to this—how two souls who once walked the same path now sought to end each other—we must go back.

To the beginning.

A week later, one of her professors died. A heart attack, they said. Quick. Peaceful.

That was when she saw him again.

Same coat. Same silence. Same eyes like frozen glass.

And something in her whispered: He was there before it happened.

She should have walked away then. She should've listened to the smarter, safer part of her.

But it had been a long time since she had felt anything that wasn't grey.

And he was the only thing she'd seen in months that didn't feel real.

(This book is also available on Ao3, under the name @e4tyoual1ve, and on Wattpad under the user @e4ty0ual1ve)

New York, 1995. Laura Maraschino thought marrying Tommy-the former President's son-was a fairy tale come true. But six months after their high-profile split, the magic is long gone. Now a journalist entangled in a secret affair with her boss, Laura's carefully rebuilt life is upended when Tommy's father dies in a sudden car crash.

Thrust back into the spotlight, Laura is pressured by Tommy's mother to play the part of the devoted wife one last time-for the cameras, the legacy, the nation. In return, she promises a clean divorce when the dust settles. But as Laura and Tommy navigate grief, public scrutiny, and buried emotions, they begin to question if their story is really over-or if something worth saving still lingers beneath the wreckage.

The Second Coalition War (80-98 EH) was fought 265 years after the conclusion of the First Coalition War.

Due to the the unification of Upper Empyrea into the Umbracresti-Estrinite-Glacian-Narcissian Archregion (UEGNA) under Archcountess-Khatun Vega Calliope Ego by marriage, inheritance and alliances, the other regions dissolved UEGNA seats on CEDA and formed the Cerulean-Vorantine-Aqulio-Pheasantine Union (CVAPU) in response.

After Vega abdicated in 78 EH, her twenty year son is crowned Archcount-Khagan Urlic IV & I Ego-Estrin-Romanakov of Umbracrest, Estrin, Glacier and Narciss. Urlic is more aggressive than his mother and the other regions declare war on the Archregion....

The Grand Army requires some understanding for this book to make any sense to you (the Grand Fleet is simply 308 Airships / Aeronautical Craft divided into 7 Fleets of 44.)

■ Combatant Command = 10 Million troops under the Marshal of the Grand Army.□ Army Group = 2.5 Million troops under a Grand-General.● Field Army = 625,000 troops under a Lieutenant General.○ Corps = 156,250 troops under a Grand Warlord.▪︎ Division = 31,250 troops under a Warlord.• Brigade = 6,250 troops under a War Brigadier.° Company = 1,250 troops under a Captain.Platoon = 125 troops under an Ego Lieutenant.Troop = 25 troops under a Lord Sergeant-Major or Colour Sergeant.Squad = 5 Troops under a Lance Corporal.

■ Combatant Command (Marshal Blücher):□ Western Army Group (Grand- General Augereau):● 1st Western Field Army (Lt. Gen Ridge):○ I Corps ○ II Corps○ III Corps○ IV Corps● 2nd Western Field Army (Lt. Gen Kirova):○ V Corps○ VI Corps○ VII Corps○ VIII Corps● 3rd Western Field Army (Lt. Gen Hossian):○ IX Corps○ X Corps○ XI Corps○ XII Corps● 4th Western Field Army (Lt. Gen Zhao):○ XIII Corps○ XIV Corps○ XV Corps○ XVI Corps□ Northwestern Army Group (Grand-General Massaena):● 1st Northwestern Field Army (Lt. Gen Tatè):○ I Corps○ II Corps○ III Corps○ IV Corps● 2nd Northwestern Field Army (Lt. Gen Montgo):○ V Corps○ VI Corps○ VII Corps○ VIII Corps● 3rd Northwestern Field Army (Lt. Gen Duvè):○ IX Corps○ X Corps○ XI Corps○ XII Corps● 4th Northwestern Field Army (Lt. Gen Redd):○ XIII Corps○ XIV Corps○ XV Corps○ XVI Corps□ Northern Army Group (Grand-General Carrier):● 1st Northern Field Army (Lt. Gen Tanknori):○ I Corps○ II Corps○ III Corps○ IV Corps● 2nd Northern Field Army (Lt. Gen Ghost):○ V Corps○ VI Corps○ VII Corps○ VIII Corps● 3rd Northern Field Army (Lt. Gen Fenic):○ IX Corps○ X Corps○ XI Corps○ XII Corps● 4th Northern Field Army (Lt. Gen Devo):○ XlII Corps○ XIV Corps○ XV Corps○ XVI Corps□ Northeastern Army Group (Grand-General Grosso):● 1st Northeastern Field Army (Lt. Gen Navarro):○ I Corps○ II Corps○ III Corps○ IV Corps● 2nd Northeastern Field Army (Lt. Gen Harrison):○ V Corps○ VI Corps○ VII Corps○ VIII Corps● 3rd Northeastern Field Army (Lt. Gen Hawk):○ IX Corps○ X Corps○ XI Corps○ XII Corps● 4th Northeastern Field Army (Lt. Gen Petrov):○ XIII Corps○ XIV Corps○ XV Corps○ XVI Corps

With that out of the way, you can expect: politics, battles, strategy, death, marriage, destruction and many other things.

A little bit of Geography now:

UEGNA Regions:

The West - Umbracresti Commisarate

The Northwest (Archipelago) - Estrin Dominion

The North - Glacier Electorate

The Northeast - Earldom of Narciss (Capital region)

CVAPU:

The East - Second Pheasantine Republic

The Southeast - Meritocracy of Aquiloria

The South - Technocracy of Vorantis

The Southwest - Theocratic Confederacy of Cerulea

The first two chapters are set slightly before the Second Coalition War started.

Enjoy!

- Doc

"Everyone said immortality was a curse, that you'd be floating in the void forever once the last sun died. Turns out they were wrong, it's surprisingly easy to recreate the universe in your own image."

My story that I lowkey forgot to submit to that contest lol

Synopsis: Amanda is a 16 year old that dies of a stage four brain tumor. As she learns to accept and navigate her new life as a spirit alongside her newly found friends, her friends and family in the living world must learn to accept that she is no longer with them.

In memory of Matthew Shepard

The Great Tree knows everything. An adventurer is hired by a mysterious cult to find this ancient plant, which holds the answers to the world's greatest mysteries. This is a story of ancient gods, secret societies, and the most repulsive acts in human history.

Captain Helen McCarthy has successfully led her ship and crew across the chaotic war zone dividing the solar system on 57 uneventful routine supply missions.This is the story of their 58th voyage.Junior Mechanic Cassie is far from ready for her new assignment. Thrust into one unexpected crisis after another, she'll have to learn fast if she wants to make it through her first mission in one piece. Stuck on a ship where none of the usual rules seem to apply, she's going to have to learn to break a few.Because there are no rules in war. And zero survivors is always a possibility.Contains: non-graphic character death(s), minor violence, swearing, alcohol/alcoholism, mentions of suicide.

Cross-posted on AO3 and Wattpad.

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Hello readers, I disappeared for a few months (no news), but I'm back, or at least almost back, in fact all my stories published on this site take place in the same universe, in case anyone had any doubts, anyway, but this story or short chronicle, call it what you will, is a story in which Ugu, visits another universe (you'll know when it happens chronologically, laughs), a story dedicated to a friend I like a lot, I want to raise her self-esteem (along with the drawings I made of her), it's a story where Ugu or “I” starts to give a chance to hear what God has to say in a conversation.

NOTE: The god who appears or will appear in the next chapters of this short chronicle is not the same as the one in the story “The entity”, because as I said, it's from another universe.

So this fanfic only takes the original trilogy as canon. My take on what happened to inspire the song The Hanging Tree.

Every year, the Lady chooses one of us to commune with. If this unfortunate person succeeds at pleasing her, she blesses the harvest and we have food for the year. If they fail to please her, she curses the harvest and we starve.