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"Tell me about Arcadius Sonata." Luna stared at me for a moment, and turned away.  I couldn't see her face, but I could tell that I had picked a touchey subject.  She seemed to hesitate in her response as she slowly replied, "Are you sure that is what you wish to ask?" "There is no doubt in my mind about the question I ask you.  Inkwell mentioned something about an Arcadius Sonata before I destroyed him." "If you... defeated Inkwell... then... you must have seen..." she paused reluctantly. "The visions?  Yes, indeed I have seen them.  Now I am here for an explanation; An explanation you promised to give me." I could see the hurt in her e

-Mitch just scored- (Mitch: Emotionally Ignorant Hero): Wha... what was that!?! ???:  a kiss... Mitch:  I don't even know who you are! ???:  Was I too sudden? Mitch: Yeah... actually... you sorta were... ???:  Melanie... Mitch: I mean, you came out of nowhere and...  Wait... what? ???: That would be my name.  I'm Melanie.  But I hate that name.  My friends call me Fin. The mysterious girl blushed shyly as our hero finally realized that she was in fact of the opposite gender.  Reacting quite drastically, his face quickly contorts in a humorous manner. (Fin: Mysterious Stalker Chick):  Umm... you okay? Our protagonist realizes the ex

"Once upon a time in a kingdom by the sea, a demon as an angel then, had told the king to flee. And when the king had packed his bags, and set himself to running, the angel then removed it's mask; and reaped his demon's cunning. The people of the kingdom, so hurt and so confused, could all but sit and watch their fate, not any one amused. Once upon a time in an empire by the sea, an angel as a demon then, had come to conquer me. And though he all but had his way, As he had called with glee, our poor fate is not the same; the fate of you and me. My people then were all made slaves, of only destiny, cast in hallowed ghetto

The moonlight shone bright on the cold river valley; my brothers showed up then, prepared for the rally. Positioned were we at the top of the ramp; from where we were hiding we saw enemy camp. A weapon to each then we lay in the prone; in the shade of the trees and behind every stone. An army of many lay down in the dome; a force of ten hundred to retake our home. And fifty young soldiers far up on the hill, had fifty long minutes to wait and be still. The message came forth and delivered the call; our leader was coming, all's left was to stall. So breathing in slowly, I looked down the sight; And a lone sniper's bullet then rang

Life and Times of a Storyteller “The Cry of the Crow: part 5” Now to finish our tale... In the kingdom of Heaven, the Angel king stood and watched with a stern face, He saw the bravery of his daughter; the passion she showed towards that world of “inferiors”.  He observed right then and there, as the humans mourned the loss of their saint.  Until then, he had never know the humans to feel anything but evil thoughts, and it was then he knew that he was wrong.  Raising his great hand, he declared that it was time that the god's took responsibility for the world they created. In the kingdom of Hell, The Devil king laug

His birth is a mystery... The earliest known memories he has is in a russian circus. A sack over his face, he was displayed as a savage... a beast of a boy.... He was placed in a cage with feral beasts... his only weapon a knife... And so, out of fear for his life... did the only thing he could think of... play dead... he would lie on the floor for hours; his very heartrate slowing to an impossibly slow pace... as the animals nipped at his body... the spectators roaring in laughter... hours would pass... and eventually the animals would lose interest... and woe to those animals... for they were set upon and murdered by the revived boy... the

Adventure Log: Expedition to Kamui === I believe it to be... six years since my “resurrection”, and five years since the birth of my son.  As I walk through this endless winter, I contemplate the life of my family, and of myself.  If only circumstances were different; if only my past mistakes could be rewritten... then perhaps I could have lived with them.  It really is nothing worth writing about now.  Wait... in the distance I see a child.  He seems very ill, yet he is out and about in this cold.  He has collapsed right in front of me.  I will find him shelter. --- I am taking refuge within the shrine inside the twin volcanoe

" 3 realms... 2 keys... 1 hope.  Endymion and Selene forever" - Message from Selene: on the back of Endymion's copy of the photograph, long since faded... Endymion and Selene hurried to Radiant Garden.  Their master was in trouble, and paranoia ate at them.  As they approached the entrance to Ansem's lab, they were stopped up by some men wearing badges of the Nobody's Guild.  They raised their weapons as the two approached. Guildsman1: Stop right there! Selene: We need to get through! Guildsman2: No one is allowed in here!  Those are our orders! Selene: Screw your orders!  We need to get through!!! Tell them Endy! Endymion: *summons his