Hey everyone!
There won't be a new chapter of the main story today.
I figured I'd take a day off before burnout starts to get to me.
In the absence of a new chapter, I gift you this.
A collection of non-canon short stories.
I don't plan on consistently updating this, but I will use it as an outlet to dump dumb ideas into.
Anyway, without further delay, let the nonsense begin!
Time stood still in Aegis.
Outside of the tavern, two men were locked in a bitter staring contest.
"I am here to liberate Lady Salem from your vile grasp," the brown-haired man yelled.
The blond knight, against his better judgment, decided to humor the man. "Just how do you intend to do that?"
A crowd of townsfolk slowly began to form.
In a farming village such as this, anything mildly interesting occurring was nearly unheard of.
A smug smile graced the shorter knight's lips. "I challenge you to a duel for Lady Salem's hand!"
The taller knight looked as if he were about to fall over with laughter. "What kind of challenge do you propose?"
Instead of responding with words, the brown-haired knight began rhythmically removing each piece of his armor until he was left in just his pants.
The man took a deep breath before flexing his muscles and shifting into a side chest pose. He locked eyes with his opponent, daring him to respond.
The blond-haired man's eyes visibly twitched. He would never back down from such a challenge.
The tall knight ignored the pleas of the blonde woman behind him and dropped all of his armor.
Much like the shorter knight, the tall man took a deep breath and flexed his muscles before shifting into the vacuum pose.
As word began to spread through Aegis of the Knights ferocious duel, the crowd suddenly consisted of a lot more women.
The two men locked eyes with each in an intense stare down.
The shorter of the two men was the first to move again. He angled his chest forward and shifted into the front lat spread pose.
The unmistakable sound of money being thrown could be heard.
The blond knight widened his legs and lowered his torso, switching into a three-quarter back pose.
The tall blonde woman standing behind him looked as if she were about to have a heart attack.
The two men both broke from their poses at the same time, their muscles glistening with sweat.
There was a brief silence before the two men locked hands in a firm handshake. "Incredible valor!" "Respectable muscles!" The two men screamed simultaneously.
The tall blonde woman behind the pair collapsed, as blood visibly ran down her nose.
That day would come to be annually celebrated as the Great Clash of Muscle.
Like I said, short stories.
Hope you enjoyed the FMA reference.
Until next time!