Futei

I can't move... I feel that if I move even the slightest inch, I'll die! Not only that... I look at Seb, Max and Elle for a brief moment. They'll die... This man... What is he? What is this sense of dread? I can't help but shiver, this black monster is engulfing me, and I can do nothing to stop it! The Shinigami looks down at me curiously, as if observing an insect. "This is strange..." his voice is soft, yet feels like a blade. "How are you awake? Are you not redeeming yourself?" he seems to be shocked. What is he talking about? Redeeming myself? "What do you mean, redeeming myself?" I can barely speak up. The Shinigami remain

Player, Croix and Sepharius are hiding in a bush by northern astrub gate, watching the guards. Player(=_= ): So, what are we going to do? How are we getting in? Sepharius(¬¬): Leave it to Croix, he's a master at archery! Croix(=_= ): Oui! Croix readies his bow. Player(^^'): I hope you can do this... Croix fires an arrow and nothing happens. Sepharius(¬¬): ... Player(0_0): ... Croix(=_= ): ... Player(o_o): Did it hi- A dead bow meow collapses from a tree with an arrow stuck in its gut. Player(x_x): What have I gotten myself into? Croix readies his bow one more time. Player(=_= ): Make sure you hi

Astrub Outskirts Player and Sepharius are out of breath, resting in some bushes while Murphy eats random flowers. Player(T_T): I can't believe they have wanted posters of us… Sepharius(¬¬): You did destroy Astrub wall… Player(>:@): THAT WAS THAT DINOSAUR THING! Sepharius(¬¬): It's a dog… Player(X_X): I DON'T CARE!!! Player sighs, Murphy starts climbing a tree in the background. Player(T_T): What am I going to do? That girls waiting for her teddy back! Sepharius(¬¬): Then give it back? Player(@_@): YOU AND YOUR DINOSAUR ATE IT! Murphy falls out of the tree in the background and

North of Astrub, one armed bandit camp (3,-26)… (Female sram) Player is hiding in the bushes, spying on the bandits. Player(¬,¬): I can't believe that kid has sent me here to get her teddy back… The question is, how will I take them down without wasting too much power? Maybe I should rely on my fists after all… Player quickly moves from the bush to another without being noticed. Player(:/): They don't look that strong and they DO look pretty stupid. Player notices the teddy inside the tent. Player(:3): Well this will be easier than I thought… Sepharius(): Maybe you should sneak in and get it…

Astrub Inn: Starts with Sepharius sat next to the bar, sipping some water. Sepharius(-_-): My name is Sepharius, I am an Iop in the world of the twelve… You're probably wondering what I'm doing at this bar, sipping on this crappy water served by the crappy Innkeeper of this crappy Inn. Innkeeper(¬¬): I can hear you. Sepharius: The truth is, he's been cheating on his wife with the tailors son next door. Innkeeper(>__>': You're doing this on purpose! Sepharus: The truth is, I am a wanderer of this world. I have no memory of my past so I seek to find it. All I can remember is waking up naked on top of a crushed tofu,

He stood there like a shadow merged with the night, it was like I could, yet couldn't see him. My body couldn't move, I had managed to avert my gaze for a moment to check the time. 4:21am, after that I couldn't take my eyes off him. He had long, wavy silver hair that gleamed like moonlight. His pupils were silver like stars and his gaze felt like it peered deep into my soul. His long, black robes were dark enough to make me feel as if I were being swallowed. He had the face of a beautiful woman which made me sweat, who is this man? After moments of silently staring while he smiled softly, I swallowed and managed to utter the few words "

A war occurs every 2,000 years between 12 apostles to determine the fate  of mankind. Each of the apostles are given an angel or demon, evening the number to 6 angels and 6 demons who are all referred to as "familiars". If one of the 12 apostles win, they and their "familiar" are granted one wish each. Among the apostles is a "Judas" who, if wins, kills a certain percentage of mankind. The last time the "Judas" won was 100,000 B.C, bringing forth the ice age. Mayans predicted the next world epidemic would be 2012 A.D, where the moon would shatter and wipe out 80% of mankind. 2011 A.D. A normal girl, "Tierra", somehow ends up a

Isn't this world boring? Every day the same routine repeats itself… Life… Death… Birth… Illness… Pollution… It's all the same… There is a saying, death comes easy… I disagree… For me, it's "Life comes easy". Is there nothing to challenge me? Nothing at all? As I awaken from my sleep, I quickly glance around my room. Nothing. Of course there is, after all. I decorated it. Even after dressing myself, I still feel the same way as I do in my dreams. I can only step out once more, towards this endless cycle. "Morning!" The old man next door, he's always expecting so highly of me. Ho

I can't move... I feel that if I move even the slightest inch, I'll die! Not only that... I look at Seb, Max and Elle for a brief moment. They'll die... This man... What is he? What is this sense of dread? I can't help but shiver, this black monster is engulfing me, and I can do nothing to stop it! The Shinigami looks down at me curiously, as if observing an insect. "This is strange..." his voice is soft, yet feels like a blade. "How are you awake? Are you not redeeming yourself?" he seems to be shocked. What is he talking about? Redeeming myself? "What do you mean, redeeming myself?" I can barely speak up. The Shinigami remain

What… What is this?... I can't help but quiver in shock… No matter how much I look, it just doesn't sink in… The sky is so red it's like a raging flame… I'm surrounded by what seems to be remains of a civilisation… Towering giant rock and iron sculptures like nothing I have ever seen… Iron carriages that are smashed almost beyond recognition… The debris is scattered everywhere, like dust… The air is so dry it almost makes me thirsty… But that's not what scared me… Corpses… For as far as I can see, there are corpses… Just what the hell happened here?! It stinks… Th

... Where?... … Wait, what happened to Gaia and the Crypt? … Why am I alone and surrounded by darkness once more? … But.. This darkness… It feels somewhat… Different... Its quite peaceful… ... …. ….. Huh? I hear… Voices? "….ke…" … "A Dreamer, is awakening?!" … Who? … "Impossible! They usually die or stay as vegetables!" "Look! He's waking up!" As I feel my eyelids move, a blinding light manages to seep through the cracks. My vision slowly absorbs the light and alters itself. I can almost see… As my vision starts to adjust, I can make out the

The grave of one who doesn't belong… The grave of… One who… … We've been searching these graves for hours… It's hard to believe that despite how many there are, each have their own names engraved on them… How many people have come here and died? … One thing I did notice, however, is that these graves… They're the graves of soldiers… Knights… Nobles… All kinds of people… People that are likely to have killed, that is… … Do I really belong here? What is this feeling of anxiety? Just… Who was I? … "Don't slack off!" My thoughts are interrupted by

As I awaken, I am blinded by the brilliant light of a red sky. It's so red it looks like the light off a blazing forest fire... The clouds are a really odd violet, they seem to argue with the nature of the sky... I feel a gentle yet dry breeze brush past me. I look around and see nothing but gravestones. The land is barren, nothing growing except the graves... Marbel, wooden, stone... So many that they go on as far as the eye can see in every direction. "Where is this place?" Hmm, that's right... Took the words right out of my mouth, where is this- I spin to the right in surprise. Gaia is standing next to me rubbing her head. She

It's huge... It must have thousands of fruit hanging from its branches... I can't describe it... The shapes of the fruit are bizarre, even the colours! It's just like a painting... The golden wheat really helps it stand out... So much it's beautiful... I also notice that like the trees and flowers, not one of the fruits were the same. It's at least ten times the size of the trees I had spotted earlier. I can't help but gawp in awe. "This is... The forbidden fruit?" I can't hide the excitement in my voice. It's amazing. Gaia smiles, I wonder what she's thinking? "This is the test I mentioned; only one fruit is edible." I look at

Sorrow... Why do I ache with sadness? I know this place... But I can't see... No, it's more like I can't remember... Strange... Despite being so sad, I feel at peace... Did I accomplish something? Huh?... Someone's crying... For me?... Why?... I can't see her face... Pitiful... ... My senses... They're fading... ... ..."uma"... ..."Human!" ?! ... I come to my senses; I am still with Gaia in the sea of trees... I notice that I'm still standing, strange... "Huh? Sorry did you say something?" I scratch my head forcing a smile. "Human... You said your name was Futei, right?" For some reason, you could see pity in her eye

This time, I awaken amidst a sea of trees. I look up at the blue, cloudless sky. I can't see the stars this time, a shame... I notice that the breeze smells sweet... The smell of mixed flowers fills the air, so much it's quite intoxicating. As I look around, I notice that each tree is different to the last. Not one tree is the same! Some, I recognise. While others I have never seen before. I look down to the floor and notice that even the flowers are different... This world is quite romantic compared to the others... Wait... What's that sound? A harp? It's beautiful... I may as well follow it, seeing as I have nothing else to do

A blue sky... An endless cloud... Its so bright it may as well be heaven this time... I notice there isn't any wind, not even the slightest breeze... The clouds are fluffy on parts and smooth on others, the feeling they give beneath my feet is like sinking into a pillow... No matter which direction I look at, the cloud seems endless... I look up at the sky, its like an endless ocean of blue... I squint my eyes and notice that I can faintly see the stars... Another bizarre world, just for me... This time, however, I am not alone... A small boy stands before me, he has black hair and black eyes... So black it's like looking at a vort

The darkness envelops me once more... It feels like a starless night sky is suffocating me... Am I stuck here this time?... No... I can still feel it, the yearning... The cold, wet floor brings me to my senses... Where am I?... This place is different from the last... I can't explain it, it feels ominous... There's water running rapidly everywhere... Below my feet, up a wall and down another... It feels slimy, the dark color of it makes it look like it wants to swallow everything... A cold, piercing breeze wraps me... Drip... Drip... Drip... Its all I can hear... Huh?... The walls... They've disappeared?... There's water fo

 Realising you are dreaming is a slow process. It can take as long as a lifetime, or longer. I am one of the lucky few who realised a tiny bit early. Ironically, one that has woken up from this dream we call normality can never rest again. You might think I mean we can never return to this 'normality', and that is quite true, but it goes beyond that. We can never rest again. If we do, we die. You see, there are two worlds people live in. One, the more commonly known, is inhabited by people who are, for the most part, asleep. The other is, as expected, full of people who are awake. Less expected are the other residents, dreams of all sorts,

 Being unable to reach the door I had fallen out of, I decided to ask around trying to see just where I was. In retrospect, I was very lucky with where I came through, but it certainly didn't seem that way. The first three people I approached were inexplicably odd. The first, and most normal looking, merely stared at me until I left. The second started screaming hysterically, almost painfully, as soon as I approached. The third had no face. To be honest, I really had no idea how to proceed after that. Nothing can prepare you for seeing a normal person turn around and have a smooth plate of flesh where there should be eyes, a mouth, and his

The wind is cold, tugging at my hair. The wind? What wind? Where am I? A beach? When did I go to a beach? Where is my family? No one is here. I'm alone. Alone on a beach. Where is this beach? I should find someone. Where am I? Why can't I remember? I walk. I am in a town. No one understands me. I understand no one. Am I mad? No. Just lost. I can't remember. Why am I lost? I walk. I am more lost. I sit. I cry. I am lost.

He had always hated speaking in public. It was so stressful. Everyone is watching you, waiting for you to capture them in words that still stumble even after you've rehearsed a hundred times. And that was after writing the damn speech. The long hours bent over a desk, researching ideas, discussing events with people, not knowing if you express yourself quite right. It wasn't worth it, but it had to be done. When you hold a position of power, people expect certain things from you. He sighed, then took a deep breath. "Four score and seven years ago..."