Waking up from a nightmare, About warfare, I reluctantly, Solved a mystery. I was emprisoned in that treacherous past, Without seeing the hazed future on our path. Bounded, She is simply searching to forget.

When the Ministry decided to collect the five Mythos and put them away from the hands of evil, they created a special training program to train students to collect the Mythos and to fight against those who were trying to keep the Mythos for themselves.  Amongst these students, the top thr

Hold the sword, face the enemy. Her grip on the geom is steady, not too tight, with the dexterity of a scholar wielding a calligraphy brush, maintaining the flexibility the ancient treatises prescribe. Above all, guarded orbs never stray from the moon-pale face staring her down.  "Impressive." Elder Im remarks, provoking a flurry of discussion amongst the council, hasty words scribbled in dripping ink as the match plays out within

E P I G R A P H 

Simply meant to be a place to put my myths, prophecies, tall tales, and maps that I create for my Calceryn world.

A collection of AU short and long stories involving the often overlooked Hyekura pairing.

Tired of city life, Chanyeol moved in to a small town where everyone knows everyone. As a writer, it's easy for him to move wherever he wants to. Little does he know that this town is not as usual as any other town. People here are scared of something-       or rather someone.

Sehun had always been a religious person, believing in the ways of the Catholic Church, even if it was still in this day and age a tiny bit outdated. What will he do when Death shows him how the Way of Life really is? How is life at Death's side, or rather death at Death's side? And what happened to the camel?

   *Original Plot*            *New Updates on Friday *            *Edited and with perfect grammar*                During the day, Beacon Hills is just another town with just another bunch of residents leading dull, boring everyday lives.   As the sun goes down, the alter ego emerges. Shadows lurk behind every corner. Every beating heart is in danger.  Fanged monsters rule the night.  The local Hunters community, a group of highly trained individual

In Olympia, there are legends and myths about the descendants of the gods. Although their stories were told by many, none had seen them in real life. Some says they lived in a secluded place protected from the prying eyes of humans, while others said they lived blending with the humans. Nevertheless, there's one common thing they all believed, is that they are guardians of the humans tasked by the gods.  Since young, Titania is also like other children who liked to listen those storie