Welcome to World B, the #1 VRMMOG (Virtual Reality Massively Multiplayer Online Game) on the planet.

It is said that on this planet, there exist a finite quantity of prosperity particles. Those who have the ability to store such particles within their bodies are believed to possess fate changing attributes. One such attribute is the power to manipulate and bend probability, at will, in their favor. Then... you mean these people... these 'gifted' individuals become the luckiest bastards in the world?

After sketching Steampunk Jaeling, I just had to write out their adventures. I just had to... lmao

FIGHT ME, KING OF EARTH. LET'S GO.

She appears in the middle of the night, a vision of gold lace and silver light. Giving cold comfort, relieving their plight, lifting cursed souls like the angels in flight. Regret. Pain. Anger. No longer must I battle these sentiments of a faint life lost. For I am now under the spell of The Angel Sound. The voice that calls to me within dreams of a lifetime passed.

Hybrid Evolution. She towers over them like a nightmare, from head to toe, drenched in their vital fluids. In the flickering lamp light, their hue naturally unnatural. To be shrouded in a poisonous mist while still emitting a deadly killing aura. As expected of the last one standing. Eyes, empty. Posture, lacking human gait. No sigh of relief for a battle won. No smile of satisfaction for enemies slain. The sound of cracking skulls beneath her small feet, in the past, would have produced a ri

A collection of weird fiction that will make you go... wtf... more often than not. If you're familiar with my stuff, you'll know about Jae and Cyn and their many bizarre relationships (mostly yandere, yandere, and more yandere... but that's not the point). The point is... in this series of "On the Run" scenarios, they will, in no particular order, be playing as: 

Knowing very well her greatest fear is the sight of blood, he does it anyway. He does it most selfishly... because he cannot stand the thought of being alone. To infect her with his tainted blood. To render her helpless... helpless without him. His disease becomes their disease. Together, they must endure living... the only way they know how. To bleed. To bleed endlessly.

Everything. Everything leads to now. Their time is now. Her lips part and the Empire... the Empire comes crashing down.    

Fortress Falls, the paradise community cut off from the rest of the world, is a favorite topic among the presses. Headline news: The young multi-billionaire couple, Kim Jaejoong and Wang Xinling, spends a vast amount of money in order to keep their family and friends safe. To build a sanctuary upon pure selfishness. But little do they know... such 'extravagant spendings' are not to protect those inside... but rather, to protect the outside world from what lurks within.

Demons Beyond Time and Space. "The world doesn't have to know." Zitao, the demon child. Cyndi, the butterflies' dream. Hero, the Raven. The demon trio are on a quest to free his father and resurrect his mother, so they may reunite. The night is cold. Icicles hang from low, protruding branches. They are eager to capture the nimble creature and imprison her in the graves beneath their roots. How unfortunate. She will not be ta

Soft, black curls framed her pale, creamy face. With hands folded in her lap, the little girl sat. Like a broken French doll... for a part of her was missing. That missing piece laid in a handcrafted box directly reflecting the precious object within. "A friendly warning. In case you think I am incapable of turning words into actions." To those whom the box had been addressed to, they have been made to acknowledge the dire situation. Their enemy was not the type to shy from mutilating a child

The legend of Ice Demon and Fire Goddess.

Sword Princess Sword Hero. Prequel/Spin-off to Sword Demon Sword Princess. The voice of Blood Lust. Once a man in another lifetime. A man named... Hero.   

Nine years of high intensity training, all for a forty-eight hour confrontation. Four team members. Three psionic soldiers. Two anomalies. One showdown.

Sword Demon Sword Princess. What has become of us? Our hearts are no longer warm. Cold as the blade we wield. Less than human. We are no different than our swords. Only to cut. Only to kill. Day after day. Is this all that our existence amounts to? I have wandered aimlessly. A demon possessed by the sword. Slicing flesh to satisfy its lust for blood. Always searching for the worthy, the strong, to cut down next. On its own, a weapon is neither good or evil. It is as good or evil as the man wh

    Her smile is unusual. He clenches his chest. It no longer hurts inside.                                                          

1. If You Come: She wakes up to see herself covered in blood with dead bodies all over the floor. She must've passed out again. 2. If You Leave: For fame and fortune, he sold his soul... and now, she has come to collect what's due. 3. If You Stay: He's getting far too thin. All his friends worry. They have good reasons to.

Demons at Play. "The world is dead. It just doesn't know it yet." Zitao, the demon child. Xinling, the loving mother. Jaejoong, the demon father. War is raging in the underworld, more so than before. Junki and Kou, the demon prince and princess of the sixth and seventh factions, need their brother back... at all cost. They plan to destroy everything chaining him to the world above. Everything... including his wife and child.

"It's never Sunday but I don't mind much. There's probably nothing special on Sunday." "There is. Don't you trust me?" Metal Heart's storm Sundays and Suicide Sundays.