A/N: Can anyone see this? Notifications seem to be back, but its so hard to tell these days.
Welcome to Heaven should be updated tomorrow alongside other stories, hopefully.
In the end, it all comes down to time, which I have very little of these days.
Trying to get back into Baldur's Gate, just really busy. In other words, work, work, work. I took three days off last from writing not working, haven't had a proper day off in almost two weeks- but wit wy sister is recovering from surgery, now I need to see to my own health; today's going to be a rest day for me; so I'll be updating the plot bins and other teasers in lieu of a chapter.
So here we go. The fate of this story depends on you, the reader. Your feedback determines the fate of this tale, and many others.
As ever, I own no quotes, references, themes or memes. Not a wit or one. They're tributes, one and all.
I'm just a humble author trying to make his way in this wild world, one word at a time.
Time and feedback will determine if this remains a story. Simple as that.
In other words...its up to YOU, the reader. Do let me know~!
This teaser is for the next chapter of One With Spirits.
Castle Morne is in for a bad time...
"Shoe's on the other foot now...
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Suffer Me Now
So many dead.
So many voices in her head.
So many souls calling out, filling her with dread.
Roderika could hear them whispering to her, feel them urging her on with unseen hands.
Vengeance.
Avenge us, sister.
Burn them all, burn the beasts and avenge us...
Castle Morne itself mourned the dirge of the dead and damned, crying out for relief. And so she opened herself to the, channeled them, let them swell her soul as they had in Stormveil Castle. They were eager and angry, ready and willing, furious and frothing to inflict the same torment upon the Misbegotten that had first befallen them. And with their presences came knowledge, power, strength, mana...
She closed her eyes and tilted her head back.
Be with me.
Be with me, now.
Be with me now, and I will grant ou
Somewhere behind her, Naruto whistled and stepped back. "Give 'em hell~!"
Well that he did, because Roderika began to rip and tear.
The Misbegotten never stood a chance.
A/N: Aaaand cut~!
No previews this time. I'm exhausted. Aaaand there we go. As ever, reviews keep me alive. Without them, I cannot write.
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Hope you enjoyed this, and may your day be filled with lots of luck!
Warm regards,
~Nz.