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Sat, 15 Nov 2025 21:26:58 +0000

Wordciti V1.0

Sat, 20 Sep 2025 00:28:56 +0000

Guess the word:

invisble in game hide and seek

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Sun, 14 Sep 2025 18:52:41 +0000

That's it bye bye

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Sun, 14 Sep 2025 18:52:40 +0000

That's it bye bye

BIPOLAR - 0 (TW: Graphic depictions of death, violence, and gore)

Sun, 14 Sep 2025 00:24:07 +0000

Oh, what a waste of army dre-e-mers, Oh what a waste of all them army dre-e-e-merr-ers.

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MAYLAND DECLARES WAR ON RÉPUBLIC DE JAMAIS-ATTER;
COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS

"SOLDIERS! TODAY IS YOUR DAY OF USEFULNESS! WE GO EAST ON MONDAY! GET UP!" Soldiers in orderly bunk-beds start waking up from their slumber. There are a lot of them. Paul is sleeping still.
Chlorine Gas Poisoning

Je'loir walks over "Ey you! Why do we have to get up when you don't? Seems unfair."
Shot in sternocleidomastoid

"eh... What? Oh, sorry."

"Your dreams are less important than this. We actually have to do stufffffff.... aghhhh"

"Heh, I can't wait. We can actually get in action."

"Do you think Kaymar is up?" Je'loir muttered tiredly.

They walk over to Kaymar's secluded corner bed. "Hey, Kaymar. You actually got sleep on that old crusty thing?" Paul scoffed. "Oh you stopppp." Kaymar remarked jokingly.
Shell explosion

Soon enough, they all marched happily to the frontline. "On me! One two three.." "WAR WINNERS!" Kaymar, Je'loir, and paul cheered near the frontline.

"Gas masks, on!" The sergeant barked. Everyone put on their gas masks. "Now off!" Stabbed to death with bayonet

They soon arrived at the battlefield and they started digging trenches. But just then, the jamais-atter army had arrived at the dawn of night. A flare goes up. A jamais-attern soldier gets up and quietly climbs out to attack "Oh! A free one!" Je'loir rattled. A gunshot is heard. Je'loir is shot in the neck and the bullet goes out below his ear.

"ahggh hh" blood drips from his neck. They try to scream, to yell but their voice just creates quiet wet bubbling sounds as blood seeps into the thick soil below. "JE'LOIR! JE'LOIR! PLEASE STAY PLEASE" yells Paul. Je'loir stares into the deep abyss of the sky still trying to breathe. Then, Je'loir stares blankly at Paul. "No! Please! Someone help him! Please I don't want to lose him!" The medics arrive, but Je'loir is dead. His blood as a red soup pouring down his lungs like mucus.

Paul sits in the hole dug into the trench walls on a thick blanket. He wakes up the next morning to a foggy day with heavy smog and dust in the air. He jolts up, a shell drops down next to the trench. All soldiers come out urgently and step into their positions, The sergeant leading a charge happening in a few seconds.

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"MARCH!", everyone storming out of their trenches. Machine gun fire rattles the very air with a loud banging sound every 1/32nd beat. Yelling and screaming heard. Paul and Kaymen rush into the enemie's trench; With a rifle and a bayonet attached. Paul rushes at someone and stab them with a bayonet. A sudden jolt of force and pressure into what feels like thick jelly. The life drains out of another soldier, their eyes resting for once. Paul shoots a soldier caught offguard. An enemy charges at him, and while sweating Paul's weapon is knocked out of hand. Paul uses the knife on his belt, stabbing the enemy. One time, firmly striking into the meat under the skin, he pulls out and stabs the male soldier in the neck, repeating. The enemy knees on the ground starts grabbing at the arm of Paul desperately, before Kaymen shoots him, the weak bullet as if it was wet gum tore through skin and sticked there. Soldiers in bunkers storm out, trying to kill the people near Kaymen and Paul.

Eventually, the enemies are dead. But, more are coming.

Paul notices something in the sky. It looked like a shell, but it had colored stripes on it... A midair explosion went off. But, the explosion was a vivid white-yellow. "GAS MASKS!" The sergeant barked. Soon, thick streaks of gas started to stream down the land.

The soldiers put on their gas masks, and not before long they couldn't see the other trench. Paul started coughing. He had his gas mask on, but it had a hole. Paul's eyes started to burn in pain and his throat immediately started bleeding and burning. Paul was screaming in pain, squirming on the ground as his lungs started to fill up with blood and liquid. The acidic chlorine made acid in his lungs, drowning him, before his mouth started leaking with blood. Kaymen immediately crouched down to check on him. Looking into his soulless empty dead eyes. "PAUL ARE YOU OK? PAUL!" Kaymen shakes him by the back of his shoulders. Nothing. Just then, artillery shells fall from the sky. Striking the trench. Kaymen looks at the sky, looking for answers, but he is hit by a shell, instantly ripping his limbs apart. Kaymen sitts outside of the trench, bleeding from all of the possible spots he could. His bones were shattered including his spine, making it impossible for his instincts to kick in for him to run to help. He dies after 5 seconds.

This is the first chapter of the book :3 (Warning: TW)

Sat, 15 Mar 2025 18:59:54 +0000

BEFORE YOU BEGIN READING PLEASE BE AWARE THIS IS A VERY TW BOOK DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO TOPICS SUCH AS DEATH, VIOLENCE/ VIOLENT TOPICS, GUNFIRE, ABUSE, AND CAR ACCIDENTS

Chapter One

Death Always Comes

Micheal

I saw a flash of white light blink before my eyes; pain slowly faded in as my body hit the ground. My coworkers surrounded me as I lay limp on the floor.

Oh God Am I Dead…

Vick started yelling curses at the woman, yet I, I heard nothing- well I heard something I won’t say but, It was barely audible.

Should I try to stand up?

I attempted to pull my body upward by grabbing Zoe’s hand but- it just- fell through.

Yep, I’m dead, sooo freakin’ dead.

I decided instead of someone helping me up, because I’m, ya know, dead, I pushed off the floor and landed on my feet.

“ Hi, I know you can’t hear me but-” with every word the lights flickered in what looked like morse code? I chose to stop haunting the lights and myself, though I don’t think they noticed or better yet, heard.

I’m a dead man, a really, I mean a really dead man. How did this-

—

My head hurt after my alarm clock blasted “ Sweet dreams are made of these, who am I to disagr-'' My fist slammed into the alarm clock and the song ended slowly and painfully with its screechy doom by my morning anger. “God I’m sick of that song now” I muttered. Soon I was rolling out of bed still wearing my suit from- ah, yes my ex’s wedding. My best friend Arcus had married my ex, Kai, he wasn't bad to me until he wanted to move in after months of being together. Then he made me feel awful for denying him that and he ruined my life, hurt me, forced me to walk around with bruises he inflicted on me. Anyways… he swore to me and Arcus he’d never hurt her and I’ve warned Arcus he’s bad news but “Ohhh Michael, I love him! He won’t hurt me!” I hated it when she gave me that voice.

My throat hurt but I guess that due to me having to scream at everyone at the wedding to shut up so they could actually get on with it. Even the pastor, Arcus and Kai were getting annoyed by standing there for about fifteen minutes while everyone just chatted on. I kindly waited, cheering Arcus on to stay sane and wait, shoulda taken my own advice because I yelled “Jesus Christ people, this is a wedding for *freaks* sake, SHUT UP.” Seeing Kai kiss Arcus like that, like he’d never even done to me I knew he wouldn’t hurt her even if he had to, he never would, never will.

My day went on as it normally would, coffee, shower, and into the car, off to work… the same thing, every single day.

—At the Office—

“CLICK, CLICK, CLICK”

It’s all I really do at work after my undeserved promotion from fetching coffee to office worker.

“CLICK, CLICK, CLICK”

The sound of my keys clicking down and popping back up as words appeared in front of me could always make me fall asleep but never at work, I’m trying to earn this promotion.

Zoe, my friend who I may or may not have a small crush on, walked to my cubicle and asked if I had extra printer paper. I handed her a chunk and she started talking about her new romance novel and how she's gotten about 200,542 words in. I responded with a “Hey, that’s great Zo!” and she nodded her head in agreement and ambled back to her highly decorated cubicle with pink fairy lights and blue sticky notes slapped on the wall haphazardly. I don’t know how the boss lets her do that but I guess it’s because of her charisma and looks.

“CLICK, CLICK, CLICK”

Mystery books have always been my favourite, the ominous mood, intense cliffhangers, brutal murders, and unknown killers have always been the most interesting to me. My family ever since I was young watched The UneXplained and NCIS and I’ve grown accustomed to it always being part of my life.

At night I lay in bed thinking about my old friends and one always comes to mind, Kayleb Breks. I had gone to a party one night leaving him in our college dorm alone. I got an alert for a killer on campus. I hadn't been worried until a minute passed and another appeared, eight dead at Greys College of Business and The Arts. I always called it “The Grey School.'' because nothing happened. It was dull, plain and boring until the shooting after everyone was on edge and my roommate was found dead outside the dorm building with a bat in hand trying to protect the people inside. Not a very bright idea if you ask me, there’s a likely experienced killer on the loose who had a gun and he stood outside with a bat of all things, a bat. Man, he could have done better than that, I knew him, we stayed up on weekends studying the world’s best and worst killers that the world had known, he should have known better.

“CLICK, CLICK, CLICK”

I’ve never been afraid of death, in fact I’ve been surrounded by it ever since I was 14. My mother, little brother and my aunt all died in a brutal car crash. I don’t remember much, though I do remember people screaming well before the car even flipped. The funeral was short and nobody could cry, it was too often that somebody died.

“CLICK, CLICK, CLICK”

Wait, what am I even writing?

I suddenly glance up from my keyboard and realise, I’ve just been typing my thoughts instead of filling out papers and whatever Boss tells me to do. (Also, in my spare time I help write Murders of The Hallows.) I held the delete button for a while until everything unrelated to the book was gone.

“CLICK, CLICK, CLICK”

I got up to walk over to the restroom which had about eight white doors with metal rusted handles and hinges. I washed my hands at a nearby sink, dried my hands and stared long and hard at the window behind the sink. Then lightning struck across the sky, and it began to pour, and I mean it was raining so hard it sounded like hail- wait maybe there actually is some. Maybe I should check my phone? I pulled my phone out of my back pocket and swiped the screen just to immediately see the Extreme Weather Alert, you are at risk of tornados. Great, just great I could now die from a tornado.

I left the restroom and hurried over to Zoe’s cubicle.

“Hey Zo, I just checked my phone. “We’re at risk of a tornado.”

Vick flung himself through the gap in the cubicle to the hallway “Wait, really? A tornado? That never happens around here. Sorry for listening in but I’d like to know if we’re in danger.” Vick stared blankly at us waiting for an answer.

“I’m gonna check my phone again to be sure” I said, trying to comfort him by patting his arm.

“BOOM”

Zoe broke her silent stare at my phone and whimpered a little after the lightning struck loud enough so we could hear in the building.

I pulled up the weather app I always use and it began speaking saying please get to a safe area. A tornado has been spotted about a mile from your location.

“Oh- oh my- dear god are we gonna die?” Zoe stuttered

I paused a few seconds before answering her “Oh it’ll be painful death and the building will likely collapse” I nervously laughed “I’m kidding we’ll be fine.” Vick stared at me uneasily so I reassured him that I just have dark humour when I’m stressed.

Zoe finally said something rational “Why don’t we sit under my desk?”

“Heyyy, you didn’t go mute from stress congrats, and yeah sounds good.” I laughed. We crawled under the desk and surprise, surprise, about two minutes after getting comfy, “LOCKDOWN… LOCKDOWN… THERE IS AN INTRUDER IN THE BUILDING!!!” The sound of the unused intercom screeched to life warning everyone. Zoe curled up in a ball against my side and I wrapped my arm around her with my hand resting on her knee. I look over to Vick to see how he is handling the situation, just to see him glaring at me. I'm sure he’s thinking something like now's not the time to be romantic or something stupid like that.

“…LOCKDOWN…”

“Shouldn’t we be in the restroom because it’s got less windows unlike the walls of the building and we can all hide in the big stall in the back?” Vick suggested

“…LOCKDOWN…”

“Sounds good I guess, if you wanna risk getting shot.” I muttered, grabbing Zoe’s hand following Vick to the restroom.

“…LOCKDOWN”

As our luck had it he, the shooter was standing right next to the restroom door and we were already standing with dead eye contact locked onto his gun. He looked at me first then Vick, he seemed, panicked? Maybe he’s not like the college shooter? In fact he’s hesitating to even hold up the gun.

“…LOCKD-”

The speakers screeched “They are currently in front of the 4th floor restroom”

“-OWN…”

A tall also masked woman walked over and sneered “So ya just gonna stand there puny?”

“They were just going to hide from the tornados, and- and us.” His voice trailed off.

“…LOCKDOWN”

“So? You still need to take care of them.” The masked woman complained

Take care of them? She really said that, it’s so basic. So unoriginal.

“I- I don’t wanna hurt them, they can’t even see us- or they can’t see our faces- I- I’m just, I’m letting them into the bathroom, okay? Okay?! You are not going to hurt them.” he commanded.

“…LOCKDOWN…”

“Oh, oh, okay I’ll just shoot pretty boy in the middle”

“NO-”

Is this really how I die?

“BANG!!!” “…LOCKDOWN…”

I looked down and saw the blood begin to flood my white button up shirt. Sounds around me faded and I saw a flash of white light blink before my eyes, as pain slowly faded in as my body hit the ground.

The night sky is astounding tonight.

Wed, 26 Feb 2025 02:21:56 +0000

I wish I could show y’all. :(

(Also I may be a bit active tonight because it’s my game night. And I really only start my break tomorrow)

Rise of the Amalgamation, Chapter 6, TW

Sun, 23 Feb 2025 20:03:11 +0000

Here is chapter 5! https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/532092/rise-of-the-amalgamation-chapter-5-tw

Chapter 6

Ada dives behind the chest, hoping whatever group comes in here leaves.

“OH MY GOSH. GUYS! GET OVER HERE!”

Several more footsteps near the door, along with several gasps.

“A mini boss door? And it's open? Who went in here?”

The same snarky voice says, “Who cares? They are probably dead, since if they managed to sneak past the guards, they probably only have stealth based skills.”

The soft voice sounds out, “That's who I'm worried about. If they have stealth based skills, Then they probably have sneak attacks.”

You… are… in ssso… much vrouble…

IM VERY MUCH AWARD OF THAT!

I cant… kill… vesssseee…guysssss. Vey are much…too…sstrong.

I think I got that.

The door creaks open. They crouch further down.

“Huh? There is no one in here.”

“There is a chest. Let's go see if they left something behind!”

Footsteps rush to their location, and they prepare to jump on top of the person, then out the door.

Vat… plan isss… sstupid… vey are an… entire grade…. Above… you… vey most likely…. Have a higher… agility score than…. You.

You got a better plan?

Yesss… attack.

NOPE.

Wh-

NO. You just fought a mini boss. Our mana is probably low, and we can't fight at least four people who are higher in level than us. And you stated they are way too strong.

Very… good…

YOU APPROV-

Shush.

“Guys, there is nothing in the chest. We should probably leave.”

“No. Whoever killed the mini boss is probably here, judging by the stench.”

“I was wondering what that smell was.”

“Okay then bossy pants.”

Footsteps echo from around the room, and they pull up their knees to keep from being spotted. D-stroy clearly disapproves, judging by the not happy emotions they are sending.

A person comes into view. She was bending over, searching the ground with such intensity that it should burn up at a glance if things worked like that. Long blonde hair falls and swishes with her side to side motions, and blue eyes glimmer with concentration. She couldn't be older than 20.

HEY. YOU. SNAP… OUT OF IT… you are …gonna get spotted…. Prepare… to… run.

Ada watches the human inspect the place, when they freeze as somebody grabs them, and tosses them out from behind the chest.

They barely manage to block a tanned fist with Destructive Claws. Green eyes glimmer with hate.

Uh oh.

“GUUUYS. I FOUND THE PERPE-”

They attempt to punch him. He sways, and backs up a few steps, but nothing else. Icicles appear above them, and they roll to the side.

D-stroy sends Ada a mental image of eating popcorn.

Ada gets up, taking a punch to the face.

"An Amalgamation? What the heck is that? I don't think this thing even uses light! And it's clearly not a bird."

Ada watches the buzz cut guy who revealed them blab his mouth off while dodging icicles.

They back up into a wall. The door was only a few feet away. They dive for it, and get pierced with an icicle. Ada's arm freezes, and Claws gets encased with ice.

Heat begins radiating from behind them, only to experience a much stronger burning sensation than before. They fall, unable to move due to shock and pain. Concern comes from D-stroy.

“It's clearly weak. How did it take down the mini boss? Especially since it's a dungeon monster.”

“Maybe it didn't…”

The voices begin blurring together. They slowly lift their head to look at the door. Ada lifts an arm up, and they grab the ground, dragging themselves towards the door.

“HEY GUYS ITS GETTING AWAY-”,

They slam the door closed. A ding echoes in their head.

System notification, mini boss respawning.

Take that you absolute a-

I applaud your…. effortsssss, but you…. Sssseriously need to learn to fight…. and not… run.

They sigh. I understand. Butttt you gotta answer my questions!

Later, after we…. find a… ssssafe ssspot.

Ada grabs the nearby wall, slowly getting themselves on their feet. They lean against it, walking ahead. They come across a door. They open it, then close it. A small closet greets them, outfitted with brooms and dustpans. They sit down. A screen appears before them, with no prompting.

Health: N/A Stamina: N/A Mana: 13%

Another appears before them.

Thiss one appearsss… if you think about… your… injuries. Only way…

Status effects.

Burned, exhaustion, frozen, mana degradation, missing arm, missing foot, shock.

That explains a few things… I can't see straight. Where be no seeing on there?

… har har…. Ada, you need… resset, but I can't…. let you go…. wivout any… fighting… sssskills any longer… I cringe…. every… time you keep… not fighting… when… these fights… are easy to win.

I have no skill slots though?

Not what I meant….. I mean I… have to teach… you how to fight...

Ada looks around the small space.

Plenty of room in here.

Plenty.

…that was sarcasm.

I know… I am going… to… take you… to my… special place…

Ada's mind begins to feel strange. Darkness encroaches their vision, and trusting D-stroy, they don't resist.

Everything feels funny like the world was changing, and air was beneath their feet, when solid ground appears beneath both feet. Ada cracks an eye open.

A night sky filled with glimmering stars shines above them, and an endless grassy plain.

Wow…

Ada immediately notices their voice echo across the landscape.

Did I talk?

No. You didn't.

A much more distorted version of their voice echoes behind them. Ada turns to see a dark red cloud, with A much more defined cloud shape then their humanoid one. Purple eyes that barely glow replace Ada's orange ones.

They wave a hand in front of D-stroy. Both hands were there, along with Destructive Claws. D-stroy waves a much more heavy duty Destructive Claw in front of them. It is much more claw shaped, along with several divots in it. It floats, and the other spins around them.

Ada points at the Claws, Very cool.

A rumbling sound that Ada thinks is D-stroy laughing happens.

You haven't even seen cool yet.

You are talking normally?

…this feels more natural to me. So I can talk easier.

Something attacks from behind them. Ada immediately jumps forward, turning to see their attacker. Nothing but moving grass.

D-stroy watches impassively.

Ada gets attacked again. They turn, seeing nothing.

D-STROY! Why are you doing this?

I'm not doing anything.

Ada gets attacked yet again, and they swipe at the attacker. They turn, seeing a dummy with a note saying, Made you look.

Ada looks back at D-stroy, glaring.

Another attack flies at Ada, and they swipe at it. They look on with satisfaction at the torn dummy, when another attack happens. Seeing a wooden sword get tossed at them, they turn, taking a sword to the face.

They blink, seeing D-stroy hovering over them.

Stop trying to understand what is attacking you. If something is attacking you, attack it. If it's out of range, dodge it.

Ada nods. D-stroy moves away, watching. A sword gets chucked at Ada, and attempting to follow D-stroy's instructions, dodge it. They try to get a look at what tossed the sword, and only receive a sword to the face.

After rinsing and repeating this, Ada sits down, frowning.

D-stroy nears, concern plainly written on their face. Even though they have no nose or mouth.

I can't do this. I can't. I'm not you, and I clearly can't do this.

D-stroy turns away. Ada watches D-stroy.

Did I say something wrong?

D-stroy turns back to them.

No you didn't. I did. I have been trying to train you how… I have been trying to teach you how to fight as if you don't think. I have now realized my mistake.

The grassy fields move with unfeel able wind. Ada gets up, stretching.

Let's try this again then.

… are you sure?

We have all the time in the world, I'm sure.

Correction, we only have the time until you wake up.

O. Let's get a move on then!

Let's focus on your dodging capabilities. You seem quite good at that.

I thought I was learning how to attack?

You are.

But dodging is moving away from an attack.

No, dodging is moving out of the way of an attack. That means you can get closer to an opponent while their guard is down. It's hard to dodge mid attack. The only way to fool this is by feinting. But we will discuss that later.

D-stroy waves a claw, and a ghostly version of Ada appears, along with one of the owls. The owl attacks, and Ada dodges underneath the attack, stabbing its neck, killing it.

D-stroy waves it away.

That owl was a grade above you.

Ada's eyes were already wide, until they widen even more.

Dodging an attack doesn't require much thought. Dodging an attack and planning where you want to dodge helps you take down creatures.

Ada nods.

Like when you were fighting the mini boss, you dodged one of its attacks, going underneath it. When you couldn't dodge it's next attack, you rolled with the blow, and used it to your surroundings to your advantage.

D-stroy nods.

It only works if you can actually damage the darn things with Claws. I won't go into detail about any of our other skills, like Destroy Soul, until you can master dodging, attacking, recognizing feints, feinting, counterattacking, and moves. Destructive Claws will be by far your most used tool, because of what reasons?

Oh, pop quiz... Hmm. You only have to summon them once, and they are very durable?

D-stroy nods. You are also forgetting Claw’s versatility, and its Destructive energy wave. I only recommend using the wave feature once per day. The first time will probably be free, because every time you destroy something, or kill something, the Claws collect Destructive affinity. The times after its first use will use your own mana, which is very expensive.

D-stroy shakes their ever changing cloudy head.

Back on topic.

A sword comes flying towards Ada.

Oh no. This is going to take some time.

Of course it will. These things don't happen overnight.

After many many flying swords, Ada lays down in the grass.

Can I take a break?

…oh. Uh um yes You can. You probably need to actually sleep. So this concludes our first Training session!

An unenthusiastic yeah follows.

The grassy fields disappear as Ada falls asleep.

Ada cracks an eye open.

UMM, D-STROY!

No response.

A vast canyon sits below them, filled with warring people. Their yells of rage and pain physically hurt Ada.

Whyyyy. I don't even know any of these guys.

“Sir, your shipment has arrived.”

Ada turns to their left to see a very familiar crazed person. Bloodshot eyes dart wround, and gray hair moves wildly in the wind. Strange spots that look like mold decorate his face. A shaking hand holds a dark crystal. The other is open, clearly waiting for the hooded figure to give him what he wants. The figure gives him an orange crystal.

A group of figures, all wearing hoods, stand behind him.

He frowns.

NOOOOO NOT AGAIN. WHYYYYYY. You are too scary. FOR NO REASON AT ALL.

In a very smooth and even voice, not matching his appearance at all, says, “I requested two.”

The humanoid nods, or at least Ada thinks they do, “The other one was lost. We are still trying to retrieve it.”

Crazy guy nods, his hand twitching. He turns away, watching the fight. Ada watches the hooded people, refusing to watch the bloodshed behind them.

Where has this, guilt, come from? It feels like I should turn into a puddle. And then evaporate.

They watch the people, who they suspect are cultists, move away from a very downtrodden figure. Their robes were covered in mud, and blood. Several tears reveal serious looking injuries.

They proffer a much more slimy looking black crystal. The guy grabs it without looking. He inspects it, and turns around. A very familiar looking tome replaces the crystal.

“Today, We make history. Today, we create a brand new horror. Today, we will create history. Today, we will revive the very beings who in the beginning, ruled supreme.”

Cheers come from the cult. He turns away, opening the book. He recites something from it, and no amount of moving from Ada manages to get them to move into view of what. Strange symbols pop up, and eventually a crystal. Then the other two. A storm of runes circles him.

The canyon's walls creak, shaking, and the cultists behind him begin chanting with him. The walls shake, and the ground splits, revealing a hole. The battling parties fall, none of them escaping. Screams follow.

The crystals all shatter, leaving a… liquid… in their places. The liquid, ignoring all laws of physics, goes straight for the hole. After a few chants later, the hole grows more, and a roar, a scream of promise. Orange crystals erupt from it, and a black ooze coats all of it.

Amalgamation of Vileness and Horrendousness.

Level 100

Boss rank: Elite

As the hole closes, a roar of rage emits from the ooze as the chanting reaches a crescendo. It spirals, creating a tornado of ooze. Orange crystals start being thrown from its funnel, killing many of the cultists. A symbol begins forming above the leader, growing bigger. The chanting ends, and the symbol launches itself towards the Amalgamation.

It screeches in pain as the symbol sears itself onto it.

End of Chapter 6

I hope you guys like the series so far. And that you enjoyed!

Grizz poofs from existence.

Rise of the Amalgamation, Chapter 5. (Tw)

Fri, 21 Feb 2025 04:44:51 +0000

If you missed chapter 4, here it is: https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/530326/rise-of-the-amalgamation-chapter-4-tw-this-series-contains-violence-blood-gore-and-scary-scenes

Enjoy!

Chapter 5

They drag themselves up to the rotted door handle, trying to grab it. Their Claws hook onto the rope, and they tug. The door doesn't open. A tortured animalistic scream comes from behind, speeding them along.

With renewed desperation, they pull on the door. Failing, they lean against it with exhaustion. It opens.

ARE YOU- this is fine. It opened. Congrats for working door.

They crawl into the room, kicking the door closed. The screams cut off. They lean against the door again, hoping nothing tries to break it. Footsteps near.

A rough voice says, “Hey, guys. Check this out.”

Several footsteps approach the speaker.

A soft female voice says, very close to the door, “It's one of those doors that usually contains uncommon loot.”

One of the people who hasn't spoken yet groans, “I'm already tired from fighting that Medusa style bird. Can't we go through the doors that are worth our time? It will take us years if we search every single door.”

A snarky voice mocking the person says, “Guys there is only uncommon loot in there, not worth our time, but it might be worth some of the community's time, but I'm too lazy wah.”

Snickering follows.

"He is right. We can't go through every door."

They move away fromt it, hoping the group continues debating. They wish their legs were fully operational. They crawl through the darkness, when dim light floods the room. Black dirty bricks and a white unclean floor. The something that isn't them but is recoils from the sight.

Step one to be left alone by the thing. Be in a black walled room and white floors.

A growl fills their mind.

They notice that it was… empty. They move closer to a wall and see marks where something might have been in. They move to the middle of the room, and see the imprint of a cylindrical object. They shrug, moving away from the sights. After searching the walls, they return to the middle of the floor, moving their broken legs into a sitting position.

They imagine their legs working, and they begin feeling weird.

OH, HAHA NO. TICKLES. MMM.

After their laughter, something shifts from under them, and they fall. They grasp the edge of the round hole with their claw tips. They try to get the other pair up there, but their grip slips.

After falling for an amount of time for them to realize they were falling, they collide with the awaiting ground. It doesn't injure them.

Is it cause I'm cloudy-

Everything freezes when they see a book. A weathered, thick, red leather tome. Panic engraves every nerve, every part of their mind.

WHY. THIS IS BY FAR THE MOST RIDICULOUS THING TO BE SCARDED OF.

Something nudges then along, and with shaking legs, and arms, they get off the ground. It glows with symbols. They move towards the book. They gently prod it. A screen appears before them.

Tome of Soul Ritualism (Mythical)

Allows the user to summon soul based creatures. Allows the user to summon uncategorized summons. Pages yet to be documented. Attunement required for reading.

CANNOT ATTUNE.

A memory resurfaces, clawing at their mind, and tearing their panic to shreds, leaving pure fear in its path.

A robed figure, holding this same book, and a black crystal, recites a verse from the book. The field below him is devoured by a hole, and the crystal shatters releasing inky blackness. Screams from the battling people falling into the hole. And a roar from the hole echos of hunger, of bloodshed, and horror.

The man turns to them, with an impossibly wide grin stretching wider, and bloodshot eyes, laughs.

The primal thing within triggers a skill. The book disappears, and so does the memory. They collapse, panting.

I need… a break… FROM… THESE MEMORIES… POPPING.. INTO.. MY HEAD!

They lean against the pedestal, wondering why this happens to them. Their sore limbs ache, and so does their head.

A low rumble echos in their head

I… c-an… anss-wr… va-t.

They jump, surprised by the mystery voice.

Who are you? WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY HEAD. Personal violation!

I… am… you. But… noo-t…hmm... I vought... thissss... would go... diff-erent-ly. And viss …iss asss personal …for… mee… asss it iss for… you.

The voice stops talking. An image appears in their head, unbidden by them. Their reflection, but cracked, with one side looking like them, while the other seems… more primal. Monster like.

Sooo are we stuck in one body?

NO! Wee are…….. one… aand… ve… sssame…ish.

How does that work?

Goo… too… sslee-p. Yo-WE… neeed it.

…how do I sleep.

No response.

ARE YOU KIDDING ME? Why do I feel like that was a way to not get questioned by me?

Their mind contemplates on the past events. Them waking up. Getting their first ‘memory shock’. The journal.

Sigh… why can't I relax for a few minutes.

GO. TO. SSLEEP.

They jump again.

Your noisssy… vinking… issss ruin-ing… my sssleep.

After forcefully making themselves not think, they eventually nod off.

They wake up, still leaning against the pedestal. After getting up, they look around. Stretching, they feel fine. A little sore, but fine. Seeing a tunnel off to the side, they get up and leave.

They mentally prod the something. A low rumble fills their mind.

I… am… awo-ken..

What did you do to the book?

An image of a cloud eating a poor creature surfaces.

… I didn't eat it. I mean YOU didn't eat it.

The tunnel was filled with black bricks, and discarded debris.

Looks mighty familiar.

…it'ssss… not vee… samee… tunnel.

They eventually reach the tunnel's end. A heavy duty door with a smoldering skull. They contemplate opening it.

Might as well.

They dig their feet in, and pull. With their enhanced strength, they barely manage to open it. They drop the handle, and look in. Darkness greets them. They walk inside.

For a dungeon of light, it's pretty dark in most of these rooms.

Sudden illumination blinds them, and they hear the door slam shut.

You have entered the domain of Beam Owl, lvl 48. Boss Rank, Mini Boss.

OH HEC-

Collision nearly brings them back into unconsciousness. After attacking it, the something tries pushing them to the side. Noticing what the thing within was trying to do, they resist. The something manages to get their body to dodge.

GET OUT OF HERE. THIS IS MY BODY, M-

…shut it… th-thiss…i-sss…our…bod-ee. Al-sso. I… wasss… te-k-nic-all-ee… hee-ree firsst.

I CAN DO THIS YO-

No... you can-t... you... barely killed... a fledgling... owl.

Their consciousness gets pushed to the side, unable to do anything against the much stronger thing.

I didn't pass out this time?

They feel their limbs get stretched, without them telling them or moving those limbs.

Oh no, this is going to feel crazy weird isnt it.

They dodge to the side, and then stand still. A screech from somewhere was all the info they needed to know where the mini boss was. They charge.

They collide with feathers, and their claws rake against it but bounce off.

I…hate…this…grade…difference…

Grade?

SHUT. IT. NO TALKING.

They dodge again, and the something uses a skill they haven't yet. The owl releases a bone chilling screech, and weakness overtakes them.

Stop… refer-ing to… me… as… ve somev-ing. We are Ada.

Waaaait. Is that m- our name?

Yessss.

Ada gets hit. They are sent flying backwards. Barely managing to orientate themselves onto a vertical wall, they bounce off. Using their momentum, they manage to stab the owl. A small trickle of hotness leaks onto their claws. The weakness abates.

The Light fades away, revealing an owl nearly triple the same size as the largest one they've seen. It also has forelimbs. The room appeared to once upon a time be white, with pillars supporting the massive height from floor to ceiling. The grey stains from bird droppings have clearly effected the total whiteness.

Before they could process the scene more, a leg swipes at them. They were not able to dodge out of the way, so they use a skill in a new way. Their cloudiness moves out of the way, turning into a liquid, but only partially. It forms back once the talon passes through it.

The owl breathes in, a frill of feathers splaying out. A glow begins emanating from its neck, slowly going to the head.

UH O. Viss… iss going… to hurt…

They dodge behind a pillar, compacting themselves with more fitness than they could ever do. They close their eyes.

A searing burning sensation follows, and they could see the light even with their eyes closed.

It ends. Ada peers around the corner, seeing a very exhausted owl. They trigger the skill again. With a final painful screech, it collapses.

They give control back to them. They stretch their limbs, enjoying the feeling of moving again, regardless of the burns.

Wee… need too… give… one… of… uss a dif-

Rent name? Yeah I agree.

You… can be… sssir talksss alot.

You can be miss overpowered.

Chuckles reverberate in their head.

Why not… D… hmm. D wat?

D-stroy?

Oo yes D-Stroy.

No… Deee-stroy.

D-stroy it is.

An image of a glare fills their head.

I now claim Ada as my name.

You know what… I… do… not… care.

Ada moves towards the corpse.

What did you do to it?

Letssss sssay… Dessstroy Sssoul isss…over-power-ed.

Why do you talk like that?

I… don't… know. I feel a lot… of quest-ionsss… incoming.

Ada prods the corpse. It melts, making them jump. It slowly reveals a feathered chest, with the goo evaporating.

Ewww. I have to breathe that.

…wee… don't… breathe.

Oh.

Ada nears the chest, and lifts the heavy thing open.

A small gold orb glows within it. A screen pops up in their face.

Light essence. Rare.

Generates the light affinity. Used in potions or elixirs.

They close the tab, grabbing it.

Ussse… um… how do I… sssay… it…..nah.

An image of a screen showing Amalgamations Storage appears.

Oh. OOH.

Yess. You are… stupid.

Rude.

They picture the orb disappearing into a space. The orb disappears from Ada's clutches.

Now yo-

Nope…. Find a sssafe… place… then… quest-ions

Fine.

Voices echo from behind the door, and it begins opening.

Aah hec-

Hope you gus enjoying, especially you Maplesyrup45. Please go check out their AMAZING fanfics.

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Grizz out!

Rise of the Amalgamation, Chapter 4. (TW: this series contains violence, blood, gore, and scary scenes)

Thu, 20 Feb 2025 00:12:01 +0000

Chapter 3: https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/527752/rise-of-the-amalgamation-chapter-3-graphic-and-scary-scenes-13

Special thanks to MapleSyrup45 because they helped me come up with skills for our MC! Go check out their version of Chapter 4 in Chapter 3's comments! I found it very enlightening about my style of writing and how it doesn't deal much with descriptions. In the future, I will 'fix' these chapters and try to put in more details, and try to put in more detail in future chapters.

Chapter 4

Blackness encroaches their vision, and they crack an eye open. Their eyes widen in shock.

What how huh what why how huh.

They stare at the grassy fields, a little house on a hill, and a surrounding forest. An ache they were not aware they even had disappears.

How? Did my mind imagine this because of that book? Or did the book do something to my brain? … do I even have a brain? Why does this place feel like… home?

They watch the grass move peacefully in the afternoon sun, the greenness moving like an ocean wave. A soft glow seems to encompass everything, making the scene look angelic.

They snap their head up to the house, who's door has opened.

A small girl no older than ten marched out, a happy grin on her face. Curly black hair moves with the wind, and a pale face crinkles into a grin. A lanky older man watches her with a small smile. A fierce feeling of loss overcomes them.

He yells, “Don't forget to avoid anything strange! And this time please remember to come home before the sun sets!”

The girl's red eyes widen in mock horror, “Me? Forget? Anything? Never in a zillion years Daddy!”

She bounces down a path of round stones, and goes straight to them. They back away, searching for a place to hide. Noticing that the little girl would've seen them by now, they stay in place. She skips straight through them.

Does she not see me? She went through me, and I didn't feel a single thing. Sooo do I not exist here?

They look towards the house, and the path the small girl took.

I'm following her. I also would like to escape this soft glow.

They walk onto the path the girl was skipping on. Grumbling because of the soft glow that still remained. They watch her skirt get caught on some brambles, but with a smile on her face, gently takes the skirt off.

She leans down to it, and puckers her lips, “You know that was rude, right Mr. Bramble? Please stop trying to steal my skirt. I know it's pretty, but it's mine. I can't share it with you!”

She stands up straight, and resumes skipping down the path. They spot no monsters, or animals. Just the girl on her path. She eventually stops at the end of the stones, and she looks beyond it.

She turns around, looking back. A mischievous look clearly on her face. She then takes a step off the path. A giggle escapes from her, and she walks off at a random direction.

Oh no. I don't think she is allowed to do that…

They resume following her. They go through any obstacles, as if they were not there.

Illusions maybe? Did a mind based monster get me? But that wouldn't make sense, the dungeon I'm in is of the light affinity. Not the mind affinity, if that's even an affinity.

They flinch. The darkness surrounding them was completely unexpected. The soft glow disappears. They remember that it was still sunny a few moments ago, and the scenery had changed.

They watch the girl look around, glaring at her surroundings.

She stomps a foot, announcing, “Darkness, go away. I'm not in the mood for this game.”

They cringe at the little girl's words.

What better way to tell everything around her that there is a tasty morsel right here?

A dim light appears through bushes and thick trunks, and the girl's eyes immediately latch on to it.

A grin covers her face, “I'm coming Daddy!”

She races towards it dodhging overhanging branches and ivy, as they unwillingly follow. They watch her stop at the glowing thing, and when they get closer, they notice it was a crystal filled with red clouds.

An unexpected screen appears in front of them.

Crystalline Soul. Legendary.

A crystal containing an elemental's soul. Used in rituals or potions.

“Daddy is going to love this!”

A small finger delicately touches the crystal, stroking it.

“I'm going to call you… whatever my dad turns you into! So that would beeee W… M. T. U. I Wmtui? Yee Wmtui!

Darkness covers their vision of the scene. The darkness remains, and their consciousness embraces unconsciousness.

They crack an eye open, and a little bit of built up tension releases them.

I'm not dead… good.

Their limbs all ache from the exertion they used, not helped by sitting against a wall for some time. They look around for any signs of approaching creatures.

It's not like I bleed or something. So I don't think they could smell me…

What was that? A vision? A hyper realistic dream? They imagine the red crystal again. Was that… me? Did the little girl's dad create me? … wouldn't that make me his… child? Daughter? Son? What would be the term for that anyway… Am I the little girl's cousin? Brother? Sister?

A memory resurfaces. Them holding that same girl and her dying. And a red cloud cushioning them as pain radiates from everywhere.

I remembered that when I opened the book…

An obnoxious ding shocks them out of their thoughts.

Yeah! RIGHT. Level ups.

They open up their menu, and only now notice the skill selection tab.

I'm going to ignore how I ignored that.

Race: Amalgamation of Destructive Assimilation (Rare).

Variant Skills:

Racial Skills:

Skill Selection: 1 skill slot. Nine new skills acquired.

Notifications: 1

Quests: 2

Other: …

They pull up the notification, their skill selection, and other.

Notification: reached level five. Special Points awarded: 20. Reached level 10. Special Points awarded: 18. Reached level 15. Special Points awarded: 14.

OH. I CAN INCREASE MY WILLPOWER YESSSS.

They pump their fist, noticing how destructive Claws weren't on their hands anymore.

Will fix that later.

Life: N/A Toughness: N/A Endurance: N/A Persistence: N/A Strength: 20+30 Wisdom: 25+35 Intelligence: 27+50 Agility: 3 Perception: 5 Willpower: 15

Free points available: 80 Special Points available: 52

Welllll leveling fifteen times does make this look insane.

Plus signs appear for all of the stats.

Let's see here… I use Destructive Claws a lot, and that abilities power levels are determined by strength and intelligence. I think I've only used destructive Claws and none of my other skills, oh no wait. Amalgamations Adaptability I've used loads.

They open the skill up.

Scales with Willpower. Not a regular stat.

They revise the skills they have, and note how most of them scale with Willpower and Intelligence.

Okay, so maybe like this?

Life: N/A Toughness: N/A Endurance: N/A Persistence: N/A Strength: 20+30+25 Wisdom: 25+35+15 Intelligence: 27+50+40 Agility: 3+10 Perception: 5+7 Willpower: 15+35

Free points available: 0 Special Points available: 0

Hmmm. Yeah let's go with this… yeah no I can't do ittt.

Strength: 20+35+25 Wisdom: 25+30+15

Maybe a little more… NOPE DO NOT GIVE IN TO TEMPTATION.

Confirm Y/N

Yesss.

The massive increase to their stats leaves them temporarily stunned. Warmth floods them, and then leaves, leaving them weakened in its absence.

Life: N/A Toughness: N/A Endurance: N/A Persistence: N/A Strength: 80 Wisdom: 60 Intelligence: 117 Agility: 13 Perception: 12 Willpower: 50

Free points available: 0 Special Points available: 0

Oooo I Like seeing a hundred points. Satisfaction guaranteed.

After looking around again for any living creatures, they go back to their status, hovering a cloudy finger over skill selection.

Here goes nothing.

Skills	Requirements	Descriptions
Amalgamations Poison (Rare)	Be an Amalgamation	Allows the creation of poisons based on your Variant. Scales with Intelligence.
Elemental Escape (Uncommon)	Die once, be an elemental.	Unlock reading this by dying once.
Destructive Barrier (Inferior)	Have the Destruction Affinity.	Creates a barrier of the Destruction affinity. Scales with Intelligence.
Fake Death (Epic)	Die once	Unlock reading this by dying once.
Ethereal P. (Inferior)	Be an intangible entity. Unlock by dying once and by taking critical damage.	Once active, physical damage is lessened. Take more damage from magical attacks. Scales with Wisdom.
Dodge (Inferior)	Dodge an attack	Dodge an incoming attack. Scales with Agility.
Light resistance. (Uncommon)	Be attacked by the light affinity.	Decreases how much damage You take from the Light affinity. Scales with Wisdom.
Sprint. (Common)	Unlocked by sprinting for an hour.	Increases how long you can run without suffering from exhaustion. Scales with Wisdom.
Assimilative Regeneration. (Legendary)	Be an assimilation entity. Regrow an entire limb.	Unlock reading this by regrowing an entire limb
Primal Instincts (Legendary)	Unlock by ERRROR 667797544ERROR.	Unlock reading by ERRORO FHGTGJ000
Afterimage. (Epic)	Unlock by understanding illusions.	Unlock reading by understanding illusions.
Dullness. (Inferior)	Unlocked by taking a critical amount of damage.	Dull your pain, but also dulls your other senses. Scales with Willpower.

… Some of these are so useless for an entire Skill Slot. Especially If I can get something better immediately. Why is primal instincts errored out? Now I want to unlock it to see if the status stuff would break more.

They mentally cross out Dullness, Sprint, Light resistance, and Dodge.

Sounds come from their left, and they carefully turn their head, seeing torchlight, and the shadow of a beast. More sounds follow, and they identify the sounds as shouting and screeching.

I need to move.

They try to stand up, only for their legs to give out and break. The cloudiness billows around them.

WHAT? MY LEGS CAN BREAK?! But it doesn't hurt huh.

The sounds near.

I need to get out of here…

After quickly looking through the skills again, they select Ethereal.

Let's hope it works as advertised…if I can't get away in time.

They notice a… ‘switch’ appear in their mental space. They flick the imaginary switch on, nearing the strange something. After extracting themselves from their head, they activate Destructive Claws. A headache hits them, and they push though. They drag themselves away from the noise, searching for a home base of some sort.

After crawling down corridors, and finding squeakers, they find a door.

…I hope it's not the same one as before…

I have no clue when Chapter 5 comes out, but I will be asking who reads this in another post. And also about some story related stuff there as well.

Hope yall enjoyed-

-Grizz

PS: MapleSyrup45, I thank you for creating a chapter 4 for my story on one of your first days being a registered user :)

Rise of the Amalgamation, Chapter 3 !graphic and scary scenes, 13+!

Tue, 18 Feb 2025 04:06:57 +0000

If you just discovered this, please read the others, here are their links (thank me later)

https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/524059/rise-of-the-amalgamation-grizzs-story-1-chapter-2-blood-warninghttps://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/516756/rise-of-the-amalgamation-grizzs-story-1-chapter-1

If you are under 13, and you are reading this, not my fault if you get nightmares.

Chapter 3

They look into the corridors, noticing the twists and turns.

Yeah no. Screw this. Let's figure out an easier way… They look up the walls. Maybe I can climb these?

They claw at the wall, and with their heightened strength, pierce the wall. They slowly drag themselves up the wall. They clamber onto the top.

Oh wow, this maze is… massive.

An array of twists and turns lay before them, going far enough that they couldn't see where the maze ends. They walk to the closest disconnected wall. They look from the gap, to the height, and back again.

I don't think I can jump that. Well, I could try, but that would unfortunately lead to my demise if I didn't make it.

They stand on the top of the wall, watching, thinking. They notice some specks approaching. As they get closer, they recognize the specks to be owls, moving at high speed. They take a step back.

What? How? Do they have a really precise sense of smell? Wait. The dungeon must've had a feature that prevented people who could jump that gap from cheesing the maze by walking up here. Yeah. That makes sense.

They nod at their incredible thinking skills.

The owls are not that big, but there are five of them… Less thinking, more escaping.

A claw swipe they barely dodge attacks them.

MORE FLEEING AND DEFINITELY LESS THINKING!

They jump off the side, and jam their claws into the wall. They gradually slow down, and when their cloudy feet touch the ground, they sprint. Taking a random amount of twists and turns, they encounter no dead ends.

They stop after who knows how long, listening for squawking or wing flaps.

I think I escaped them.

They turn around the corner to face an incoming talon. They dodge away from the strike, gut still take the hit. Pain radiates from their body, and the…something… they have been avoiding mentally growls in disapproval. A switch seems to have been flicked, and their conciseness begins to disappear. As darkness encroaches their vision, they feel themselves swipe at the owl, with no mental command from them. Two more owls land behind the previous one.

They sit up, painicing, aware that something warm and sticky is stuck on them. They investigate themselves, seeing their claws are absolutely covered in blood. Several chunks are missing, and they notice the owls seem to be missing too. Until they look down, below where they are.

All five owls' entrails were brutally discarded up and down several corridors, with their skeletons in a pile reminiscent of a throne.

Oooh uhmm. Ouch. Whatever happened, I don't plan on it happening again…

They double check their surroundings. They are within a wall of the maze, with moss covering the entrance. The back wall was decorated in blood, still dripping. They investigate the floor, searching for footprints, only to find their own bloody steps. They look back at the wall, reading: I Am Ada.

A claw print replaces the dot. They put their claw in it, seeing it was an exact match.

So are you, whatever you are, Ada, or am I this mystery Ada?

No response from the something within.

Screw you then.

A screech resounds from behind them, and they see a very vengeful face staring at them. They turn into a liquid, noticing how the transformation was slower. They slide past the owl. They get to the bottom, and see a pair of talons before them. They turn back into their regular self, just in time to avoid the talon swipe aimed at their puddle self.

They run, but after turning into a dead end, they get pinned once again. The owl picks them up, and they try to scratch the feet. Their claws bounce off, and they get lifted up. Rising above the walls, the owl flaps. Then it stops. Hot blood drips from a hole inside the owl onto them as they both fall.

Unfortunately, they cushioned the dead owls' fall, and they desperately try to escape.

I DO NOT WANT TO MEET WHATEVER MADE A HOLE IN THIS DARN THING.

With a final push, they wiggle out from under the dead monster, thanking the Free Points they put into strength, as they run away from the corpse.

After many twists, turns, and backtracks, they find a corridor not covered in debris, corpses, or talon marks. They sit against the wall, and will their system screen to appear.

I… need…. a break… everything… is yelling at me… to stop moving… for the next… couple of… centuries…

Race: Amalgamation of Destructive Assimilation (Rare).

Variant Skills: Max.

Racial Skills:

Skill Selection: 1 skill slot. Nine new skills acquired.

Notifications: 7

Quests: 2. One complete!

Other: …

Oh… hurrah…

They slowly move their dismembered Claw onto the Notifications.

Notification: Killed a lvl 9 Long Light Owl. Experience awarded!

Notification: Killed a lvl 12 Long Light Owl. Experience awarded!

Notification: Killed a lvl 10 Long Light Owl. Experience awarded!

Notification: Killed a lvl 5 Long Light Owl. Experience awarded!

Notification: Killed a lvl 18 Long Light Owl. Experience awarded!

Eighteen huh… well. Lots of levels… for me.

They wave the tabs close, and open the next one.

Quest complete! Increase Your Boss rating from Minion to Soldier by (A), Killing a creature without taking damage. (B), Kill a creature with the Minion Rank.

Another notification appears.

Quest complete! Next Quest in set… loading.

They watch the loading screens bar fill up in agony. It dings, signaling the end of their suffering.

Quest: Increase Your Boss rating from Soldier to Captain by (A), Killing a pack of creatures. (B), Kill a creature of the Captain Rank.

Seems straightforward… enough…

They wave them both closed.

Last one.. then nappy time …

The jab the notification tab.

Level up! 4 → 19! Free points available!

Massive… increase… feels like cheating…

They slump onto the ground.

Health: N/A Stamina: N/A Mana: 0.5% (critical)

End of Chapter 3

Mmm yes long awaited story. Sorry about the delay.

Hope you enjoyed, Grizz out!

Chapter 4 should be out Wednesday! (Feb 19 2025)

Pumpkins heart [prt 2]

Sat, 15 Feb 2025 04:50:36 +0000

Chapter four

"Where are the wolves...?" Asked Schoolsux1234. "And what were you doing outside of camp?" "Lets talk about that later." Crovette1983 said. "For now, we need to talk about the wolves." "No, guys! You don't understand! Hes actually-" suddenly, a random eagle that totally nothing to do with the storyline swoops in and grabs Pumpkin. "So much for the book name..." Tapioca shrimp says. Suddenly, the eagle came back again, diving into the water and dropping Pumpkin in the shallow water. "Well, I hope we don't get anymore of THOSE nasty eagles again." Crovette1983 said. "Ow..." Said Pumpkin. "Now I cannot remember what I was about to say!" "Phew!" Said Corvette1983. "I mean," Crovette1983 scratched his head. "I hope that nasty eagle doesn't come again!" "You already said that..." Schoolsux1234 said. "I know. I just wanted to... recite! Cause we're doing a play later in the year and uh... i need to practice?" "I never heard of a play here but OK" Cheri said. "Oh... uh... it's a private play! Yes a-" "be quiet!" Snapped Lori. "I will never!" Corvette1983 said. "You will, now!" Suddenly, there was a strange scream coming from the Kidzbuddie camp. "Should we check?" Asked Schoolsux1234. "Yes," replied Lori, blankly. "Yes, we should."

Chapter five

The Kidzcrew followed behind SchoolsSchoolsux1234 and Lori. "When are we getting a snack break?" Asked Tapioca shrimp. "We have talkis at Kidzbuddie camp." Said Lori. "So you should be fine." "TRESSPASERS" called catlover16. "Get out! This is our camp!" She hissed. "Calm down." Hyrde pushed past Catlover16. "Okay...." Catlover16 breathed. "If you don't, you'll be BLOCKED and BANNED! Got it?" Hyrde said, pouncing on Catlover16. "Got it, Hyrde," Catlover16 bowed. "Good." Hyrde said. "Now where were we? Ah," Hyrde got out a paper (for some reason...). "You must have the permission(s) to pass Kidzbuddie camp (closes: 7:00-8:00). The reason you are reading or listening to this is _____. The reason i/you are listening or reading this is _____. A. I'm dumb B. To fill it out C. I'm a character in this book. You must choose either of these options. You may not choose anything out of the----" "if you asked us why we are reading this then why do we have to choose either of these options?" Lori asked. "Well, I choose either of these options." "*reading/listening." Hyrde corrected (not really). "Can we go now?" Asked Schoolsux1234. "Yes," Said Hyrde. "Right this way."

chapter six

"My kits, my beautiful kitz!" Said bittersweet_queen. If she's so... so... worried about her kitz then why doesn't she look after them herself? Thought Schoolsux1234. Then he realized there was a big fat scratch near her leg making her unable to move. oh, Schoolsux1234 sighed. This is like one of those dumb quests in video games you have to do but worse, "can't you bring out your medicine kid?" Asked Schoolsux1234. "This is our only medicine kid!" Said Hyrde. "But her account grew older and got to 400kgiving her kitz!" "Can't you change the rules a bit?" Asked Schoolsux1234. Catpawz just entered the camp. "NO!" They said. "Never in our lives and our kitz lives and... you get the point... are we changing the clans' rules!" "OK geez you don't have to be so tough." Lori said. "Sorry, just really sentive about the guidelines (code)." Catpawz huffed. "It's fine." Lori said. But catpawz didn't answer. "Ca-- OMG what is that?"

Leak for upcoming lore

-new book: Loris past

-a kiddypet (random former unreged player) joins the clan(z)

-Snoreshrooms (mushrooms that make you sleep)

-Hyrde gets greedy and steals territory and regrets it

-new characters

-Lori charter development

-have to move

-prey gets low in Kidzbuddie territory and they are starving

-Lori blames herself for kidztalk war

-catlover16 acts all innocent then gets evil and later exiled

O MI GYATTSTER 1,000 POINTS!?

Sat, 15 Feb 2025 00:08:38 +0000

IM SO HAPPIE

Rise of the Amalgamation, Grizz's Story 1, Chapter 2 !blood warning!

Fri, 14 Feb 2025 23:22:53 +0000

Chapter 2

The long feathered neck nears them. Sensing a lot of danger from the monster, they dive beneath the tables, clutching their head and the journal. The elongated neck starts retracting. Their sudden headache hasn't cleared, but the flashing memories have passed.

Owww. Lets solve the memory issue later, I get the feeling whatever was connected to that is coming.

They begin trying to use their skills, like Destructive Claws, but nothing happens.

ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! I NEED THOSE!

They begin to panic more, but they shove the emotion away. They begin grabbing the tables, and creating a barricade near the door. As they move their fifth table, something crashes against it. They dive behind the glass tube, and shove their humanoid shape down, making themselves look like some kind of round cloudy pancake. They spot a feathered head, with a slightly longer neck than what should be possible for a bird.

Its wide eyes survey the room, and it clicks its beak. It walks in, and they desperately try to summon Destructive Claws. After reflecting on them triggering Amalgamations Adaptability, they begin imagining what Destructive Claws looks like.

An image of a four fingered black claw takes shape. Something clicks, and they start to feel strange. They feel like a part of themselves vanished, and yet, like something new has appeared. They crack an eye open, and see the long necked owl staring directly at them.

With no thought, they swing their brand new shiny black claws into its face. The claw tips rake across it, taking out an eye. It screeches in pain, with blood spooling down its face. With no hesitation, they jump onto its back, and start hacking away at its spine. It bucks, and they fall off.

They dodge to the side of a sweeping claw, and get batted to the side by its wing. Light engulfs them, and a burning sensation follows. Their headache worsens. Taking a guess, they charge to where they last saw the owl, and they feel something connect.

The light fades, and they blink away the afterimage. A warm liquid funnels down their arm, and they quickly rip out their claw. The owls slumps down, dead.

They back away from the scene, staring.

What… Did I… do?

They review what they did, noticing how no logic, no thoughts, just action, prevailed in the memories.

Oh geez… I didn't think… at all.

They look towards the corpse.

Let's ignore like I didn't just murder something in cold blood.

They sit on the ground, noticing the blood nearing them. They move away, and fling the blood on their claws off. They run the Claws together, noticing how it rang like glass.

They move towards where they left the journal, and open its first page.

Entry one.

We have moved to a new location, due to some unprecedented revolts. Hopefully the countryside is more peaceful.

Their mind flashes to a simple cottage house overlooking a wide meadow.

Entry two.

Zakara seems upset with us moving, but she seems to like playing in the grass.

Entry three.

I found a wanted poster of scientists And treasure hunters. I hope I'm qualified for one of the scientist positions.

They brush a Claw against the words, feeling a sense of… kinship… and familiarity… to the writer.

Why do I feel this way? This sense of loss… I'm not a fan.

They were about to flip to the next entry when a wild screech rings out. They look towards the door, and close the book. They immediately move towards the doorway, and postion themselves to the side.

Another long necked bird, much bigger than the first one, strides in. Its neck extends to the ceiling, as it swivels, looking around. Once it spots the dead bird, it lets out a screech of rage.

Now.

They pounce on it, getting in a much better position on its back to deal damage. They swipe down, only for their claws to not even scratch the skin. Before they knew it, they were pinned to the floor, being slowly squeezed between two painful talons.

They force themselves to become a liquid, and the bird's vengeful eyes widen. They move towards the door, and into a dimly lit corridor, filled with claw marks and broken furniture.

They move past the obstacles, and wiggle underneath another door. The birds wild screeching moves straight past the door.

Crisis averted.

A ding starts up. Then another one follows.

Huh? OH! I'M SO STUPID.

Their status screen appears, and they see several updates to their status.

Race: Amalgamation of Destructive Assimilation (Rare).

Variant Skills: Max.

Racial Skills:

Skill Selection: 1 skill slot. Two new skills acquired.

Notifications: 3

Quests: 2

Other: …

They survey the room, changing back into their cloudy form. A wall up ahead was the only entrance then the one they took. The walls reach high above them, moss growing on them. The room slightly glows, even though there was no illumination source.

Should be safe to do my status thingies.

Their slightly liquefied claw taps on the screen before them, opening up Notifications.

Notification: Killed a lvl 10 Long Light Owl. Experience awarded!

Very long, I think. I wonder what level the other owl was at… well if the dungeon requirements are to be level 25, then there is probably a good chance that most of the enemies here are going to be above that. So I probably can't kill whatever level the other long owl was.

WAIT. WAS THAT ITS MOM? I MURDERED A CHILD. A CHILD!

Repulsion fills them.

Let's umm ignore that. Self hate is not allowed!

They close the previous notification, and open the next one.

Level up! 0 → 4! Free points available!

Oh. Makes sense.

They open the last notification.

Quest update! Increase Your Boss rating from Minion to Soldier by (A), Killing a creature without taking damage. (B), Kill a creature with the Minion Rank.

Okay. I'm going to guess the monster had the child rank.

Their now fully solid claw closes the screen, and taps on other.

Health: N/A Stamina: N/A Mana: 47%

Oooof. I summoned these, and it devoured my mana. They tap their claws. Oh and also changed back from liquid to solid. Yeah that checks out.

Life: N/A Toughness: N/A Endurance: N/A Persistence: N/A Strength: 5+8 Wisdom: 10+12 Intelligence: 8+16 Agility: 3 Perception: 5 Willpower: 15 Free points available: 20

Huh. Why haven't they've been added? Oh.

Please put in some Free points before continuing.

Add signs next time the stats appear, except for Perception, Willpower, and Agility.

Oh okay. Let's see… Maybe 7 into strength? And 3 into the other two?

Strength: 5+8+7 Wisdom: 10+12+3 Intelligence: 8+16+3 Free points available: 5

Confirm? Y/N

Yes.

They feel stronger, drastically. Their mind seems to expand, And a warmth envelopes them. After a few seconds the warmth fades. They recheck their status.

Life: N/A Toughness: N/A Endurance: N/A Persistence: N/A Strength: 20 Wisdom: 25 Intelligence: 27

Ooo nice. Wait a minute…

Health: N/A Stamina: N/A Mana: 56%

EXPLAIN. HOW? You know what nevermind. That's fine.

They get up, and move away from the door.

You're kidding me…

Two corridors branch away from the one they are in.

It's a freaking maze.

End of chapter 2!

This definitely needs some warnings.

Hope you enjoyed!

-Grizz

Gift of the Sky, Grizz's Story 3, Chapter 2.

Thu, 13 Feb 2025 16:57:13 +0000

Chapter 2

Shara

After waking up, Shara had been extremely cold, and not just shivering from it.

NEVER AGAIN DREAMS! NEVER!

Shara moves her head up, noticing how everyone else was already awake. Her stomach drops, and she slowly sits up, and crosses her talons primly.

Rufis snores heavily. Shara nearly jumps out of her scales from the loud rumbling sound. A pink dragon nears Rufis's great head, and prods it.

She smiles, “Guys, I think he's sleeping.”

A snarky voice responds, “We already know that, General Obvious.”

Shara glares eternally at the rude brown dragon.

“YEAH, Abut you probably couldn't tell that something is stuck in hi-”

He snorts, “Like I care.”

The two continue arguing. Shara reflects on her dream.

I've read about some dragons getting visions during the gift of the sky ceremony, but that was only with those with prophetic gifts…

Rufis expelled an especially fierce snore. And then a snort. And then a fiery sneeze. The dragonettes near him were caught in the blast. The flames continued going until Rufis started coughing.

He closes his jaw, “Mmm wha. Oh mmm righ.”

He coughs, watching the dragonettes' horrified faces. Shara shakes herself out of shock, and rushes forward, at the same time as another dragonette. They collide, and Shara is knocked into the embers.

“OW! GERROFFF!” Says a voice beneath her. Shara leaps into the air, and spots the pink dragon, who had wrapped her wings around the brown one. He looks around, terror evident on his face, as he runs away from the scorched plains. The pink dragon investigates her scales, making impressed noises.

Rufis nods, “Guess we found one of you ‘nettes Gifts.”

His mouth widens into an evil grin, “Now let's find the rest of your Gifts…”

He snatches Shara from the air, and deposits her on the ground.

“You first.”

Saying something for the first time since getting here, she stutters, “Um-m I dunn- um.”

She breathes in, stilling her panic.

This isn't something to be scared of. Just general things.

She says, much more clearly, “I don't know what my gift is.”

Rufis shrugs, “You should have noticed something different about yourself. Another muscle, some kind of feeling. It won't be my fault if you can't show us something.”

He walks past her, and strides to the other dragonettes.

Shsta takes a deep breath, and exhales a few sparks. She closes her eyes, and investigates every scale, talon, and wing tip. She starts smoking through her nostrils. She rechecks, but feels nothing new. Her tail begins flicking, and she starts crinkling her brows. She peeks an eye open, and sees several gifts on display, like the brown ones superspeed against the pink ones' hardened scales.

She closes her eyes again, several emotions warring in her. Sadness, iealousy, guilt, rage, anger, to name a few. Someone steps on her tail, and she turns and roars in painful fury. Something shifts in her jaw, and the affronting dragon ducks beneath a beam of light. Shara blinks a few times, and sees Rufis's scorched back, and the cleanly cut trees.

Rufis glares, “IF this wasn't your first time using your gift, I would arrest you.” his snout turns into a smile, “But that was very impressive for a Copper Dragon with zero training against my Gifts manifestation.”

His snout frowns, “Now do it again.”

Falph

Falph had been sitting at his best friend's favorite spot in the forest, beneath a humongous red oak tree, which was by far the biggest tree Falph had ever seen. It towered above many of the others, and Falph had selected a spot underneath a much smaller version of it.

He has been here for hours, waiting for Marko to show up, so they could have their picnic.

When will he get here? It's been at least a few hours since lunch, and he hasn't shown up. What if he got mugged? What if he forgot? What if…

Falph hears a twig snap. He turns his head to see a herd of deer fleeing by him.

… this should be good practice.

He focuses on his palm, and a crystal appears. He imagines a sharper point. He imposes this image on the crystal, and it slowly shifts into what he wanted. His concentration slips when he feels his claws slip underneath him.

His snout hits the ground, and pain engulfs his talon. He snarls, and pulls his talon out of the crystallized mess he created. An intricate shape of bluegreen, piercing the neighboring trees, and fortunately not him. His talon was covered in it, and he imagines it falling off him. It does, at a much slower pace then he formed the other one. He touches where the crystal pierced his talon, and hisses.

I gotta clean this. He looks back at the picnic. Sorry Marlo, but I have been waiting a while. I don't think you are showing.

He gingerly collects the setup and puts it in the basket. He hangs it on his wing tip, where his claw curls around it. He then takes off.

I'm going to raid Marlos place for a medical kit, or some spare cloth. He can tell me what happened and why he didn't come. Maybe he got A horrible score and got too embarrassed?

Falphs mind chews on why Marlo didn't come. He dips and dives between several trees, and brushes against some of the smaller ones. After some time, Falph arrives at Marlos place. He notices something was wrong immediately.

Where is the brand new art project he would be working on? The light globes?

Falph lands on the platform, all thoughts about the wound gone. He strodes inside, and goes straight to Marlos bedroom.

The nest was slept in, but the blankets are not tossed on the floor…

He picks one up, investigating what he thought he saw. He gasps, dropping it. A purple liquid seeps into the cloth.

Wyvern venom?! Maybe he has a sample and spilled it…

Falph flees to the kitchen, and searches throughout for clues to someone being in here. He notices the amazing tapestry Marlo made was askew. He carefully flips it over, and notices the note was gone.

There is no doubt about it. Wyverns kidnapped Marlo.

Falph grabs the blanket, wraps it up, and flies. At top speed, an hour later, Falph reaches a lightning struck tree, and lands hard at the gnarled porch. He rushes to the door and knocks.

A gray blue dragon steps out, towering over Falph.

“Who is it?”

Falph would have smiled if he wasn't so grim, “I'm down here Ms Stormcatcher.”

She looks down, and her easy smile disappears, “Falph honey, what's wrong? I've never seen you so dower, did your old man… you know?”

Falph looks wide eyed at Marlos mom, “Noooo. Eli still has a few years still left in him. It's about Marlo. I went to his house, and he was gone.”

She nods, “I would think he left to restock his home, but something tells me otherwise.” She gives Falph a look that says, tell me now.

Falph slowly takes the blanket out, and hands it to her. She unfolds it, and freezes.

She slowly looks back at Falph. Her eyes were so wide, and so dilated, he recognized this as livid anger.

“I. AM GOING. TO KILL. SOMETHING. PREFERABLY THESE WYVERNS.” She walks back into her house, leaving Falph alone.

Mare

“ARE YOU EVEN CARRYING YOUR WEIGHT? STOP LAUGHING THIS ISNT FUNNY. I'M GOING TO REPORT YOU!”

Mare had been dying of laughter ever since they abducted the blue dragon, simply because of her partner in crimes complaining.

The sun is too bright. The frogs are croaking. Anything that exists deserves to be complained about.

The two of them had been awkwardly carrying Marlo with their hind legs, and it wasn't going well with the kinda small dragon and two fully grown wyverns.

Once Mare shakes her head of tears, she suggests, “Why don't we wake him up, and have him fly between us? No carrying involved at all.”

“FINE. I'm only agreeing to this because YOU WONT SHUT UP.”

The duo lands, and Mare looks around.

Wow. It's so beautiful here. Raven would love this place…

She nears one of the bigger trees, which was as thick as her.

About as thick as the skull of my accomplice.

She slices into the bark, and Sees a wonderful looking liquid.

OOOOO. I love this purple . Wish I could paint. Can you paint with sap?

She investigates more of the trees as time passes.

“What are you looking for now? Better not be paint…”

Mare ignores her. After some time, a low groan echoes from behind her. Mare turns and sees the blue dragon shakily getting to his feet.

“Where… am…” His eyes widen as Mares partner sits directly in front of him.

“You are now prisoner of Tarrs army, and you will not be rescued. You will not be saved, and you will be worked.”

Marlos eyes dilate, “I'm warning you, get any closer and you will face danger.”

Mare begins detecting an electrical disturbance, and starts moving behind Marlo.

Did he seriously not see me? Idiot.

As he charges up something, Mare body slams him. He releases a held in breath.

“What she said. You are Tarrs prisoner, and you aren't escaping.” Mare grabs the dragonette, and roughly shifts him around until he is sitting.

“You are going to fly with us. Any attempts of escape will be met with punishment.”

Marlos head lowers. Mare carefully keeps every ounce of emotion out of her voice, as she feels Marlos sadness basically start hurting her.

Why was I the freak who got the Gift of emphasizing… IT'S SO STUPID!

Hope yall liked and enjoyed!

Out

-Grizz

Alex Apathy, Episode 2 Grizz's Story 2, slight stabbing alert

Tue, 11 Feb 2025 16:14:34 +0000

Episode 2

Alex scrolls on his phone, watching it zoom past several posts of Supernova. He stops it, and clicks on a video, watching Supernova fight a thing that looks like a phoenix. He glares at his phone, and turns it off. He breathes in, enjoying the smell of car exhaust, fresh rain, and listening to the yelling of the people getting off the school bus. He hears an especially loud yell, and cracks an eye open.

Oh boy… man am I glad I have an awesome dad who drives me to school, and field trips.

He remembers his dad's description of his red car, it gives me the feeling of a kind old lady with glasses.

Several students had fallen out, spilling their supplies, which drenched them. He watches everyone get out yelling at each other, and notices that not everyone was out. After nearly everyone is outside, a red haired teacher stands before the students, babbling on about something Alex already knows.

He gets on the bus, sneaks past the cramped seats, and finds Solo passed out in his seat. Alex grabs Solo, and starts dragging him.

“OW! Hey cut it out! I'm awake! Hello? Okay I get you are mad, but OW! Stop dragging me!” Alex hears Solo's head bang against the bottom of the seats, grinning.

He lets go of Solo's arm, and watches him get up.

He brushes off his coat, “Dude, I swear you have gotten more obnoxious ever since I got superpowers.”

Alex rolls his eyes, “Superpowers this, superpowers that. That's your main excuse, ‘I got abilities, and no one else does’, That's not an excuse for sleeping on a bus! Or not doing your homework.”

Solo runs his head sheepishly, and Alex grabs him again, dragging him outside and towards the group of kids.

Alex whispers in Solo's ear, “I'm not angry, I just wanted to do that.” He laughs as Solo bats him away.

“Shush you. I'm trying to listen to what Mrs Spectra is saying.”

Alex listens disinterestedly to her, and looks at the museum. He watches the rain catchers pour onto the grass, and the clouds above them light up. Way longer than they were supposed to.

Alex stares widens as it gets closer, “Um guys? I think we have an uninvited guest.” He points at the steadily growing light.

Mrs Spectra looks up, and yells, “Everyone inside. This building can hold a creature back for a good while.”

Everyone walks into the building, chattering. Solo and Alex both walk into it.

Solo nudges Alex, looking around in confusion.

Alex smirks, “We are at the Museum of Technology. It's where inventions get put, and judged to be worthy of being in this place.”

The building begins to shake, and an automated voice alerts tourists that a monster attack is underway.

Solo frowns, “Then why is it a museum? Most of these won't be artifacts.”

Alex shrugs, “Let's explore it…Solo?”

Alex whips his head around, only now noticing his friend disappearing. He spots a darker hallway, with a sign sporting, “Critical failures.” and runs down it. He sees some old machinery that seems to have exploded on itself. After running down it some more, he stops at a massive machine with a strange logo on it. He spots some muddy footprints across the keep out tape, and walks past it. He hears a whooshing sound, and sees a human arm getting turned into some dark purple stuff. A portal underneath his feet spews it.

Alex glares at Solo, “Really? You are going to go fight the giant glowy thing, and not do your assignment? When some hero is coming right now?”

The building shakes, and a monstrous roar follows.

“Yes, I am. And you can't stop me from saving you and everyone else.” Solo's voice sounded like the wind was talking.

Alex's glare intensifies, “Well I'm not moving. And I know you need to be able to see clearly to teleport, and it's too dark for you to do that.”

Solo begins objecting, but Alex cuts him off, “And. I know you have next to zero physical strength in comparison to an average human being.”

Alex feels Solo glare, and sigh, “You know, if you were anyone else, I would be highly worried about you stalking me. But this is just you doing smart things.”

Both jump when the machine next to them powers up. It starts chugging, and both start coughing. The dust starts covering them both.

Alex starts tloating, and feels an ice cube suddenly wrapped around his arm.

“HEY! THAT IS FREEZING! PUT ME DOWN! SIR! PUT ME DOWN!”

Alex feels the shaking machine underneath his feet.

“Your wish is my command. And you can't stop me from up there.”

A beeping sound starts. Alex spots a glowing light near him appear. He moves towards it, and gasps.

“SOLO! GET US OUT OF HERE! IT'S GOING TO BLOW!”

“Haha. Very funny. You aren't fooling me with that. Ew. What is that smell? That is disgusting Alex.”

Alex coughs, smelling it too, “Solo, that wasn't me, it's this machine going to blow. I swear! Cross my heart and hope to die.” He checks The screen. “Bad choice of words… Solo? No. You did NOT just leave me on this bomb. SOLO. I SWEAR. COME SAVE MY SORRY BUTT! OR I WILL MAKE YOUR BUM SORRY!” No tesponse. The beeping reaches a higher pitch.

“SOLO! Fine, he is being a jerk. SUPERNOVA!”

Alex starts floating. He feels very cold.

Solo's voice echos from behind him, “You really don't like this machine, or you suddenly are superb at acting.”

Alex was chanting hurry. The beeping stops. Alex cringes. Nothing happens. The smell starts to get severely bad. Alex plugs His nose, only to discover he can't breathe. He unplugged it, and still can't.

Supernovas voice sounds concerned, “Alex? Are you okay? You're spazzing. Alex? Alex! RESPOND!”

Alex feels his friend speed up, and then they crash into a wall.

Oh.

He sees some very familiar lights. His limited vision starts getting darker, and then… nothing.

Then he realized he thought nothing, and immediately opens his eyes. Immediate pain floods his body. He briefly hears screams and roaring while he was conscious. He passes out.

Solo cracks an eye open. He watches the ground beneath him shake, and he hears a variety of sounds. Then he remembers the explosion.

He stands up fast, and immediately falls over. He looks around, and sees the machine that he was standing next to was in smithereens. Solo's stomach drops.

He begins extensively searching the rubble, with higher emphasis on where he landed. After finding nothing, Solo's stomach drops further.

“No no no no. Alex. Buddy. Where are you? Please respond. Please.” Solo's voice begins trembling, “I'm so so sorry. Just Please respond, please.”

Solo didn't realize he was crying and shaking until someone touched his shoulder. He looks up, and sees a weathered face with gray hair watching him emphatically.

“Son, we will find who you lost. But we need a body count.”

Solo gets ushered towards a group of survivors, several of them missing limbs. His eyes never left the collapsed corridor he came from.

I promise Alex. This will never happen again. Just be okay.

Alex groans. Everything hurt, and he wants to blame someone for it. The last person he was with was…

Solo. I swear on my grave that if I'm dead, I will haunt you until you die too. And then squeeze your undeath life out of you.

Alex opens his eyes, only to see nothing. He tries to move but fails. A splitting headache follows, and he hears a distant call. He tries to talk, only to croak out a noise. He tries to move his head up, only to discover cold ground.

I'm elevated? Why is that…

Alex wakes up again, only to be blinded by a beam of light.

“HOLY *beep*! GUYS, THE KIDS ALIVE!”

He hears another voice chime In, “What the? How? He should be dead! Dead by all rights!”

Alex's headache somehow worsens.

Dead… I'm not dead.

Yet.

Alex cracka open an eye and gets immediately blinded. His headache worsens again. He groans. He hears something, and tries to turn his head, only to discover that he couldn't move it. And that it was on a soft pillow. Something obscures Alex's vision, and he recognizes Solo.

He smiles, and then Solo's face gets shoved, and replaced with his dad's. His grin widens. More noises follow, and Alex figures it was the both of them either arguing or chatting to him. After some time of staring at a bright light and occasionally someone's face, his ears pop.

“-and when he shot that monster, BAM! He looked so cool, standing in front of the corpse.”

Alex cringes, and croaks, “Solo, are you talking about how I shot a dragon with Dads beam gun?”

Alex's vision starts to clear up, and he sees Solo's red puffy eyes and ecstatic grin, and his dad's equally puffy eyes and small grin.

Alex laughs, and then coughs, “Wow dad. A smile? Was it really that bad?”

Their grins immediately sour. Alex winces, “Oof. I just spoiled the mood. Brain isn't tuned for social interactions quite yet.”

Solo grins, but it doesn't quite reach his eyes. Alex's dad pushes him away. He looks up at Alex, and then down again.

He quietly says, “I apologize immensely. I'm sorry for not being there, for not helping, for everything that happened.” Alex's dad's shining eyes look up at him, “Can you forgive me?”

Alex's grin shrank slightly, “Of course Dad. Nothing that happened was your fault. Being here is plenty of help for me. Best medicine I can receive other than a ‘I missed you hug’.”

His dad winces, and Solo pops up behind his shoulder, “See about that…”

They explain to Alex that he got punched full of metal. Some of them were as tall as him. And when the Lightning Phoenix(which was the glowing thing) got into the museum, it collapsed several of the floors. Alex had fallen through one of these, landing him in a sewer.

Solo glances to Alex's right, “And, umm. You're missing an arm.”

“WHAT?!”

End of episode 2.

Hope yall enjoyed!

Out,

-Grizz

Rise of the Amalgamation, Grizz's Story 1, Chapter 1

Mon, 10 Feb 2025 20:21:34 +0000

Chapter 1

Hmm? Wha..

They wake up, and blink a few times.

Wait…

They see a room filled with potions, beakers, plants, motar and pedestal, bookshelves, books, ink and quill, and dust. Lots of dust.

No cobwebs?

They try to move towards the books, only to get stopped. After backing up, they see glass, and their own reflection. A roughly humanoid red cloud of swirling red. Glowing orange eyes of the same material as the rest of them.

… somehow I was expecting something less…um, edgy? Emo? Less red.

They move up to the glass, and lean against it. They try punching it, only to figure out their ‘fist’ wasn't solid enough. They try leaning against it again, only to slip down to the floor.

How do I get out of this tube? The glass is too strong, and apparently a fist doesn't work…

Their mind goes in several loops, their ‘head’ falls, and they notice a crack at the very bottom of the glass. They immediately start picking at it, only to find out that intangible fingers don't work while trying to touch tangible things.

Hmmm. Maybe if I think really hard on becoming rock solid?

They pick at the glass again.

Nothing.

A noise scares them. They look up to see the culprit was a…they weren't sure. It was a long furry thing with a little snoot, and beady eyes, and a pink tail. It looks at them, squeaks, and flees. In its rush to escape it knocks over a vail. Within it is a black liquid.

I think that's ink. Wait.

They will themselves to become a liquid. Nothing.

Oh come on. Something has to work.

Hours passed as they try to become rock solid, with nothing to show for it. They eventually return to the idea of becoming a liquid. After trying to do that, they slump on the ground.

Why was I even thinking of becoming liquid?! That's a stupid idea! A human can't do that… Why am I thinking like I am a human? Why do I know what a human is?! And not the squeaker? Maybe that's why I can't go liquid. I'm thinking like a human not a… a what? I don't know…

Some part of themselves does believe they can turn into a liquid. Something unintelligible.

Umm, no thank you. That scares me. Whatever that is.

They were staring at the floor, but they have returned to staring at the ink. They focus, ignoring everything else, and watch the ink slowly drip, and spread. Something, clicks, and their form starts to feel like it is vibrating. They collapse, and they feel like they were sinking into the floor, and spreading.

Did it work?

They attempt to get up, only to find that their feet look like red sludge, instead of looking like gas. And are slowly sinking.

I DID IT! YESSSS! I AM THE BEST!

They let themselves turn into a puddle, and then they move through the crack, slowly wiggling out to the other side. A blue screen pops up in front of them halfway, with some words.

Ummmmm, did I break it?

Another screen appears.

Would you like to enter the Light Feather Dungeon Lvl 25? Y/N

As a monster, you may enter a dungeon and take it over, replacing the boss with yourself. You must have the Boss Rating: Boss, in order to do this.

Umm, Yeah?

They get bombarded by more screens.

ERROR: Level 25 creatures allowed, Level 0s aren't.

ERROR: Monster is part of dungeon.

ERROR: Monster does not fit the dungeon Theme. Does not possess the light affinity. Is not an avian.

ERROR: Monster potential: 9777889776rew46

ERROR: MO6IJ,6RBJE4JNK

ERROR: ERROR: 444444

Achievement award not assigned. Quests not assigned.

Time till expiration: 10:00

9:55

OH HECK.

They wave the screens away, which disappear, and they will an achievement screen to appear.

Whatever this is, I THINK IT’S IMPORTANT!

Instead of pulling up an achievement panel, a blue screen with this appears.

Race: Amalgamation of Destructive Assimilation (Rare).

Variant Skills: Max.

Racial Skills:

Skill Selection: Nothing available.

Notifications:

Quests: N/A

Other: ...

They immediately tap Notifications, ignoring everything else.

Achievement Notification:

Achieve sentience by yourself.

Award: less mana expenditure is given. +1 skill slot.

Achievement Notification:

Enter a dungeon above you in level.

Award: Access to unavailable quests.

Notification:

Quest 1: Become the Boss of The Light Feather Dungeon.

Quest 2: Increase Your Boss rating from Minion ⅓ to Soldier by (A), Killing a creature without taking damage. (B), Kill a creature with the Minion Rank.

Accept quests? Y/N

UMM YEA SURE.

After all of this, they unconsciously turn back into a cloud and sit down outside the glass tube.

This is… a lot to process. How did I know what to do there?

After chilling for who knows how long, they hear a squeak. They turn towards their foot and see another squeaker. They smile.

Why are you so cute… makes me want to squish you.

They look at the screen they have been avoiding, and tap Race.

Race: Amalgamation of Destructive Assimilation (Rare). Grade G. Level 0. Stats given 2+ Strength, 3+ Wisdom, 4+ Intelligence. +5 free points. Lv 5 times to gain special points.

Yeah. I'm an Amalgamation, whatever that means, not a person. Why do I think like one then? And not like a regular monster?

They lift their head and view the lab.

Maybe these journals have something in them…

Something basically screams ‘NO’ at them. They should do something else…

They tap an x in the corner of the screen to dismiss the Race screen, and hover a cloudy finger over Variant Skills.

Let's hope it tells me I have something that can protect me from the dungeon's inhabitants.

Variant Skills:

Assimilated Forms. Legendary.

Allows user to change into forms of previously assimilated entities. Scales with Wisdom.

UMMMM. I can turn into a squeaker?! How do I Assimilate things… They read the next line. Oh.

Assimilate Soul. Legendary.

Allows the user to consume a killed soul, thus gaining energy of users choice, and fusing that soul with your own. No experience awarded for assimilating beings. Scales with Intelligence and Willpower.

Their mind skims over ‘fusing that soul with your own’. That seems like a good way to kill things. Naaa wait a minute. I misread it. It just gives mana, and a form. Wait. Could I Assimilate a dragon? And then turn into it? That would be awesome.

Destroy Soul. Rare

If an enemy is weakened enough, it allows the user to destroy their opponent's soul, thus rendering any possible resurrection impossible. Scales with Intelligence.

No enemies coming back to kill me after I kill them? Wouldn't resurrection be kinda rare? Sounds nice, but it's not an immediate way to kill something.

Destructive Claws. Rare

Summon a pair of ethereal claws, either in the air on the hands. Increased upkeep for floating claws. Allows the user to attack with Claws, dealing less damage to the environment. Build up charge of destructive energy. Scales with Strength and Intelligence.

I think this is how I'm going to murder things.

Possess Object. Common

Allows user to possess an object, either seeing through it or manipulating it. Uses a small amount of mana, making it undetectable. Scales with Willpower.

…okay? What could I possibly use this for?

They think on how they could use the skills, and move on to the second to last unknown tab, closing the other one.

Let's see what these Racial Skills offer me.

Racial Skills.

Amalgamations Storage. Rare [S]

Creates a stored space, size scales with level. Can store items and natural treasures of rare variety and below.

Okay. No combat capabilities.

Amalgamations Soul. Epic [S]

Massive protection applied towards the Amalgamations soul, as several have been fused. 10+ to all normal stats per level, and increases damage done to other souls. Scales with Willpower.

Oo. Does this mean I can kill something if it's not weak? I hope so.

Amalgamations Adaptability. Legendary

Allows the Amalgamations shape to change from a mana cloud and into more solid states, such as liquid. Scales with Willpower.

Ooooh. I feel stupid now. Why can't I turn into a rock?

Destructive Amalgamations Domain. Common

Upon activation, any within your aura feel horror and doom, and you can more easily impose your will on mana, even more so on destructive mana. Scales with Intelligence.

Wait wait wait. I can control whatever mana is? What even is mana?

Telepathy. Common [S]

Allows elementals to conserve with others. Scales with Wisdom.

Huh. Does this mean I don't have a mouth and I talk with my mind? Also what is that S thing?

They close the tabs, and notice the squeakers are all gone.

Welp. Next one, this ‘other’ tab.

They open it, and discover a huge information dump.

Other:

Health: N/A Stamina: N/A Mana: 89%

I'm so confused. WHAT DO YOU MEAN N/A?

Life: N/A Toughness: N/A Endurance: N/A Persistence: N/A

They glare at the N/A’s.

Wisdom: 10 Intelligence: 8 Agility: 3 Perception: 5 Willpower: 15

Okay then. I'm not very agile at all. I'm stubborn? Why else would I have 15 Willpower?

As an Amalgamation, you do not have a health pool or stamina pool, or the Life, Toughness, Endurance, or Persistence stat. Points toward these have not been given.

Oh. That makes sense.

As an elemental of destruction, you possess the death affinity.

Perfect for deading things, an affinity called death. What's an affinity? I think it's umm. I know but I don't know how to explain it. How does that work?

As an assimilation entity, your soul is far stronger than average, allowing soul attacks of the rare variety to not damage you. Soul attacks dealt by you deal more damage.

So should I be using soul attacks? I have a lot of synergy for soul based attacks, so maybe.

Achievement award: As a completely new variety of Amalgamation, your mana pool is 10% bigger.

I don't remember getting this…

Achievement award: As an Amalgamation that has achieved intelligence by itself, less mana expenditure is given.

This yes. The other one? Nope. Free achievement?

They tap a finger. They close all of the floating screens, and stride over to the desks.

Let's see what's in these.

They flip open a book, going to the back. A bloodstained page with shaky letters. Something starts clawing at their insides, releasing a mental scream of torment. Memories flash by them in a blur. They don't understand what they were seeing. A lively old man. A cloud getting poured into a tube. A young black haired girl. Protecting the girl, and her dying. A cloud of red holding them while pain radiates from everywhere.

They didn't realize they were screaming too until a long feathered neck extended its head into the room.

End of chapter 1. Let me know if a readers discretion advisory is needed. And if yall want more!

Hope you enjoyed!

-Grizz

Gift of the Sky, Grizz's Story 3, Chapter 1

Mon, 10 Feb 2025 04:47:18 +0000

Chapter I

Shara

She passes by several beautiful trees, many with a wide variety of colors. Some have gold trunks, with blue leaves. Others are white, and have gold leaves, and many more with many different variations.

I really do love this grove, what was it called? Ah yes. I forget.

Her tail swishes above tapping talons, disturbing the leaf litter. She watches every dragonette stare agape. She could practically imagine their thoughts, no wait. She could hear them.

“What is Shara doing here? Shouldn't she be in a private ceremony?”, whispers one dragon to another. The heat within her rises in pride.

Shara turns her attention back towards the much older dragon amidst them. His head bobs near the top of the trees. Sharas checks her height in comparison.

Not tall enough.

Her head barely reaches the first small branches. He emits a low growl. All of the dragonettes stop their jabbering immediately.

“Welcome to the Grove of Color. You may call me Rufis. Every dragonette here will come into the grove untested, untreated, and weak. Every dragonette should leave much stronger, smarter, with a Gift in their talons, and willing to serve their families.”

Many dragonettes begin whispering with excitement. Rufis growls again. Gray eyes alight with rage, “After receiving your Gift, it will determine the course of your life. Many of you won't get the job of your dreams.” He watches every dragonette slowly deflate. Shara was busy checking off everything on her mental list.

Long speech? Check. A sad discussion? Check. A director who is far too serious? Check. Long speech? Wait yeah already checked.

Sharas thoughts are broken when her eyes immediately snap to some leaves moving in a place without wind. They dance, gathering more leaves, until a leaf descends in front of every dragonette present. Shara hears several noises of delight, while she watches her own leaf’s descent. After landing, she sees a golden liquid contained in it. Her head cocks in confusion.

How did that not fall out?... I call it magic. Or metium just doesn't fall out.

Shara turns her head back to Rufis. His eyes seem to be looking into empty space. Once he realizes every dragon was looking at him, he shakes his head.

He then looks at his audience, “Well? What are you waiting for? Drink!”

Immediately several dragonettes literally eat their leaves, and start hacking and coughing. Sharas snout curves into a grin.

HEY! NO LAUGHING! That's rude ma'am.

Her attempts to keep a straight face fail, and she turns her attention back to her leaf. The golden liquid perfectly reflects her rose eyes.

Here goes nothing.

She carefully scoops the leaf, which takes up her entire palm, and tips it back into her mouth. The shock at the freezing liquid is evident when she nearly snorts it back through her nose. Her stomach sinks. Her head whips around.

Did anyone hear that? Or see? Nope. Crisis averted.

She nearly pukes it back out when it reaches her stomach.

COLD COLD. SO COLD. TOO COOOOLD.

Regardless of the cold, her eyes feel droopy.

No thanks. No need to nap in the middle of the day. Maybe just one nap…

Sharas head touches the ground, and was out like a snuffed candle.

Shara cracks an eye open. A lavascape surrounds her, and several charred dragon skulls litter the ground. Shock permeates every single muscle of her body, and she springs up.

IF this is a dream, please be, this is BY FAR one of the most realistic.

She nudges a nearby skull, and she feels it disintegrate beneath her claw. Dark laughter echoes from around her, and the ground begins shaking.

Shara springs into the air, beating red wings, and watches with horror as a volcano erupts from miles away. Cracks appear from it, creating valleys of lava. The dark laughter starts again, ending in hysterics.

Shara roars, “WHO ARE YOU? AND STOP LAUGHING!”

The laughter transforms into words, "NONE shall withstand my army. NONE will remember the times of tranquility and peace. ALL shall fall before me, and All shall bow in despair." Laughter bordering on insanity follows.

A voice quietly whispers, in such a peaceful tone that it was out of place, “With this Gift, we grant you the ability to relight your races' fire, and to guide all races into an era of unprecedented peace. To illuminate the encroaching darkness, and burn its corrupted talons from its grip on this world”

Falph

Falph takes yet another nasty fall. He picks his snout out of the mud just in time to get elbowed in the face. Muddy blues scales fill his vision. He shoves his best friend off of him, and he watches several other dragonettes on his team encounter similar fates. He watches an olive dragon fly into the air and roar in anger. Falph, along with every other dragonette, follow the angry teacher.

Among wide forest branches are several entrances carved into thick trees, with porches, balconies, and gardens, all thriving with life, on gargantuan trees. Unfortunately, the mud-stained group turns away from the liveliness, and heads to a wide weathered branch, with an even gloomier entrance in the tree trunk. The olive green dragon glares at every dragon, and shoots Falph an especially fierce glare.

She calls each dragon by name, and they could all hear her roaring in anger at the cowering dragonettes that she calls over. Falph cringes every time she opens her mouth.

“Oh come on, it's not that bad. What's another few weeks of getting yelled at and then getting sent to somewhere amazing?” Falphs best friend nudges him with his snout.

Falph stares quizzically, and Marlo rolls his eyes, “Come on. Talk to me. I know it was a kinda bad practice, but I swear you get closer to beating someone every time!”

Falph stares at his best buddy.

Don't you dare betray me face.

Then he smiles.

Darn it, snout! I was trying too hard.

Marlo grins back, nudging Falph again, and Falph relents, “Well, I might be getting closer, but it's nowhere near close enough to what I need to get sent somewhere worth while. Not like you.”

Marlo waves Falphs compliment away, “Who me? I can basically sneeze lightning from my snout. You? You can freeze dragons in place! And create forts that can withstand Fire dragon flames! It's amazing!”

Falph snorts, and mutters, “Yeah right. I create five crystals and I take a nosedive.”

Marlo opens his snout only to have it closed by the teacher slamming it shut.

She glares, and roars a lot quieter, “At least you got above your average. but you…”

She slowly turns her head towards Falph, and jabs a talon into him with every word, “You. Don't. Even. Try.” She glares at him so fiercely he swears he is getting burned, “Just because you probably have the highest untrained gift potential in this group doesn't mean you can not do the endurance tests.”

Falph wanted to interject badly, but the fact that she wasn't even roaring at him scared him enough. After a long minute of every dragon watching the teacher stare down Falph, she walks away, announcing that a new teacher should arrive to evaluate their Gifts.

Good thing it wasn't for an hour.

Marlo drags Falph towards an outcropping of wood, and sits there. Enjoying the pleasant view of the bustling village, Marlo side glances at Falph.

Falph smirks, “I still don't have a clue what they will test us on. But hey,” Marlos eyes fall in disappointment, “Not every nature dragon gets a Gift that allows them to snort lightning.”

Marlo chuckles, “Snort lightning. Fire dra-goons better watch out, or they will get snorted.” Falphs small grin appears again.

“HELLO EVERY DRAGON!”

Falph and Marlo both turn to see a red dragon at the foot of their school's doors.

Oh no. Don't be enthusias-

“WHO IS READY TO USE THOSE AWESOME GIFTS? YOU ARE? AND YOU? WOW! LETS GET THIS PARTY STARTED!”

Falph feels his face heat up.

This is gonna be a disaster.

He watches the first uncomfortable student use his Gift to spawn a rock. A small trickle of blood leaks from a nostril. The red dragon nods, and uses a weird talon gesture. This continues until Falph is walked up to.

Can adults be more my size? Not like 5 times it. That would be sweet.

Falphs great grandfather's voice echoes in his head, ‘just get bigger. Simple as that,’

No one is bigger than you gramps.

“Hellooo?” a talon waves in Falphs face.

He feels his face heat up again, “Oh um, sorry ma'am, I zoned out. What did you ask?”

She smiles, and something about it puts him on edge, “Hello, I'm Rosy. I'm here to study all of you wonderful dragonettes Gifts! Can you please demonstrate until you hit your limit?”

Simple enough, “Yes ma'am.” Whilst talking to her, he had focused on his palm, and wished a crystal to appear on it. Something within him had seemed to shift. He lifts a talon up, and a teal crystal of the exact same color as Falph rested in it. Rosy puts a massive talon underneath his. Falph watches the crystal reflect a myriad of greens, blues, and teals, as it falls into the awaiting scaled palm.

Rosy’s eyebrows raise when it lands, “Interesting, very interesting… I don't need more than this.” She creates several talon gestures, and moves on.

She proceeds to Marlo, who basically spat out lightning in a summoned jar, that vanishes as soon as Marlo could no long breathe lightning. She then continues with the rest of the students, bids farewell, and takes flight.

Marlo sits next to Falph, who watches Rosy fly away, “See you when our results come in?”

Falph nods, murmuring, “see you next time.”

Falph falls off the platform, and a feeling of joy rises in him. He spreads his wings, and takes flight. As his ice blue membrane fills with air, Falphs smile spreads a bit bigger than his usual small one.

Mare

She has absolutely no clue to how she was currently stalking some random Nature dragons home, nor why the wyvern who had agreed to do it with Mare was basically starting daggers at her.

Well of course she had an idea, because of ‘Yada yada, captives are great. Lots of captives. Also no one likes you,’ But why this random small town? Mare knew why, but her mind always shys away from it. And for good reason. And she wasn't about to start thinking about it.

After waiting a while, Mare smacks her distracted partner with her thick tail, barely avoiding stabbing her with the stinger. She gestures to the sky blue dragon who was currently landing. Her partner rolls her eyes, and touches both of them. Mare watches her talons disappear.

It's so nice being invisible. Wish I got that kind of gift.

They both sneak into the house the dragon had walked into. Mare looks around, and sees it's a single room, with only two more alcloves. Before Mare could sneak in, she gets pulled back by invisible talons. Mare just barely doesn't touch another blue Nature dragon.

I'm back to invisibility is okayish. Are these two related?

She sticks her snout into the room, and she watches the dragon wait. She felt her partner start hovering above her own head. Mares snout curves in a grin when she imagines what that would look like without invisibility.

The target comes out, and emits a squeal of joy, “DAD! What are you doing this far out? I thought there was a thunderstorm you needed to deal with!”

The bigger dragon smiles at his son, “Let's say the report for it was a tad over exaggerated. How did you do on your exam?”

“I honestly have no clue. The dragon who came over asked us to do simple things, like spitting my lightning into a jar. I think every dragon at school was worrying too much about it. But I got above my average on the physical!”

The conversation begins lengthening from minutes to hours. While they talked more and more, something within Mare became more broken.

What is this I'm feeling? Jealousy? Guilt? Well it's always guilt, but it's also… longing? Naaa this emotional stuff better go.

Mare shoves it into an imaginary bottle labeled, ‘do not open’.

Much better.

The conversation lasts about a few minutes longer when the family unfortunately breaks. They say their ‘I love yous’, and the bigger dragon flies off. After more waiting, Mare gets tapped to go in. She feels her partner in crime move away. She follows her in. After viewing the cozy living room, she enters a simple kitchen. She sees the small stack of dishes, and a miniscule bucket filled with bones. She nearly left the room when she laid eyes on one of the most beautiful pieces of work she has ever seen.

She brushes her talons on the lovingly crafted tapestry of some kind of long dragon-like creature, circling storm clouds that looked like they were raining a rainbow liquid. A lightning bolt illuminates the tapestry in a dramatic way that Mare thinks fits.

She gently lifts the tapestry and sees a note on it.

Creator: Marlo. Date: 234. 649th year of War. Project for my history report.

Mare quietly takes the note.

“WHAT. ARE. YOU. DOING?” Says a very angry whisper.

Mares head snaps up to see nothing.

Of course you aren't going to see anything you idiot.

She lowers the tapestry, whispering, “I was looking for a hidden vault.”

She hears an exasperated sigh, “Once this village is taken over, we won't be searching it.”

Footsteps leave the room, and Mare sighs.

If only I didn't have to do this…

Mare walks to the other room, and watches a sleeping Marlo.

Hope you all enjoyed. Should I put in a reader discretion advisory? Let me know what you think, and how much yall liked it.

Until next time

-Grizz

thanking you again............

Mon, 10 Feb 2025 04:01:26 +0000

thank you all so much. o my thank you post, only more inspirational words came in! I needed all of this. even though i'm feeling better, I'm going through a pretty rough time rn. I'm feeling emotionaly damaged still a LOT. so any more words of wisdom would be appriciated

Alex Apathy, Grizz's Story 2, Ep 1.

Sun, 09 Feb 2025 20:25:39 +0000

Episode 1

Alex watches, from his window, a black purple blur, streak past his window, punch a dragon, zoom around Alex's house, punch the dragon again and land at the end of the street. Alex hears some noise, probably yelling from the other end of the street, but he didn't hear whatever they said. The dragon clearly did.

It roars in fiery fury, and Alex rushed to get his phone. He goes back to the window, only to see the dragon jump straight into a dark purple portal, and vanish.

He frowns, muttering about how he couldn't get a photo of a gosh darn dragon. He runs to his window, and watches the super powered hopefully human person jump to a nearby alley. Alex smiles, and opens up his window. He jumps out onto the fire escape, and runs straight to the alley to where the superhuman was.

He finds yet another purple portal vanishing. Alex huffs, frowns, and walks back to his house. He got buffeted by wind, and he watches his yard move with it. The two tree’s branches creak, and the grass moves like the sea. He walks up the white porch, brushing his hand along the rails.

He opens his door, and looks around. Shrugging, he walks through the white checkered floors of his kitchen, and wipes off his shoes on a missplaced door mat. After promptly taking the shoes off, he walks up to a carpeted room, filled with a glass coffee table, a few shelves shoved full with books, board games, and DIY kits. Alex walks straight towards the couch, and sits down. He pats his hand on the armrest, and then again.

An eyebrow quirks up, and he starts tearing the room apart. After searching behind every book, and underneath the furniture, he yells, “DAAAAD! WHERE'S THE REMOTE?!”

A responding yell follows, “IT SHOULD BE IN THE FRONT ROOM! WAIT! I'M COMING UP!”

A few stomps later, a rather short man walks up to Alex, who is about the same height. They both share gray eyes, a short nose, and darker hair color. Alex's dad walks past him, and flips over a pillow Alex had previously been sitting on. Beneath lies a television remote.

Alex's dad moves an eyebrow up, and motions his hand.

Alex groans, “Yessss daaad. I'm done with my school work… or I think I am…” He rushes out the living room, up the staircase that goes both up from tye first floor and down, and goes straight into his room. He moves to his dresser, and notices a lack of homework sheets on it. He opens the dresser's cupboards, and finds comics, leftover gum, a damaged ray gun, and no paper. He dives underneath his bed, and grabs a ratty blue backpack.

He opens it, to reveal homework that was fortunately done. He sighs, and runs downstairs with vigor. He slaps the papers into his dad's awaiting hand, and snatches the remote. A laugh escapes from his father's mouth, And he sits down with Alex.

“So? What coolness did you see this time? And what hero came and so fouly stole your chances at taking a picture of this beast?”

Alex laughs at His dad's words, “I saw a dragon dad! A DRAGON! I wonder who made a mechanical dragon? Or messed with some poor lizard's genes. But I indeed couldn't take a picture, due to the foulest hero! Supernova!”

Alex's dad nods in agreement, and locks a quizzical look, “Wasn't he a newly discovered hero? And he's fighting dragons? Or mechanical ones if your words prove true.” he elbows his son, and Alex turns on the TV.

An anchor woman fills half of the screen, with the other is being showcased to a fighting lava gator and a foam tornado.

Alex groans, “Why do they always feature him? He's so overrated! Give us a video of Webs! Or Gargoyle! Or Bubbles! Not Foam Guy.”

Alxes dad snatches the remote, and turns it off, “Well, if you so don't want to watch Monster Observers, then you can clean up your room, and scrub the vile dishes.”

Alex salutes his father, “Aye aye, captain!”

After cleaning up his room, and scrubbing his muddy footprints off the floor, he begins washing dishes. After getting maybe a third done, a knock echoes from the door. Alex walks up, and opens the door. In comes a bedraggled, lanky, pepper haired boy. He closes the door, and blinks at Alex.

“So what's the rule of wet buddies coming into the Alpine home?”

Alex helps his friend out of his drenched coat, and notices quite a few stains on it, that strongly resembles old blood. Before Alex could get a closer look, his friend steals the coat back from him, and sets it up on the coat hangers.

Alex asks, “What brings you to my humble abode? My house is almost never graced with the presence of Solo North.”

Solo grins at Alex's banter, “Oh what does bring me to your humble abode? Could it be the fine decor?” he moves towards a picture of a stormy beach hanging on a nearby wall. “Or the kind master who resides here?” at this Solo wraps an arm around Alex, “Or could it possibly be I sensed a friend in need? In need of a helper? For drying thou arts dishes?”

Alex laughs at the jester. Solo laughs with him.

“Now in all seriousness,” says Solo,.

“Or as serious it's going to get” whispers Alex.

Solo grins at Alex's comment, “I had heard from the bird that there was a friend of a friend of a bazillion friends, that someone, saw. A. Dragon. Did you get pictures this time around?”

Alex frowns, shaking his head.

Solo's grin widens, “Well I have news for you! Someone who's name begins with an S, had been nearby, and snapped some pics for you.”

Alex's frown turns upside down.

“Yes buddy, I do have a 100% legitimate dragon picture for you! But you must do thou arts dishes. And help me with my homework.”

Alex frowns at his best friend.

“You do know you gotta stop doing that. If you don't do your school work, you don't learn how to pass the exam, or to do surprising pop quizzes.”

Solo sighs, “I know I know, but my life is so busy now! It's bustling with so many activities, and, um, adventures! And loads of interesting things!”

Alex nods with both eyebrows raised. The team begins scrubbing dishes, or Alex does, while Solo dries and attempts to put them away.

“Ummm Alex? Where do your bowls go again?”

“You've been to my place several times before. SEVERAL! FOR YEARS! You should know this by now! The bowls are in the third cupboard. Top one!”

After some glass rattling sounds, Solo successfully puts away the bowls. Alex, keeping one eye firmly on him, watches Solo winces.

He turns completely around and asks, “Are you hurt? We have a first aid kit if you need it.”

Solo acts surprised, “What do you mean injured? I'm totally fine! I just chopped my finger off while chopping up Mom's salad.” Alex's face remains straight.

Solo sighs, “I give up, I recede. I shall tell you after you help me with my homework.”

Alex's face turns skeptical, “You mean I do your homework.”

Solo grins, “You betcha!”

After doing the dishes, and checking through his own homework, Alex snatches a few papers from Solos backpack.

He furrows his brow, “Um Solo, have you been taking art class again?” He reveals a drawing of a superhero with rather dark colors, and then he moves the papers, revealing several drawings of different costumes.

Solo's surprised look fades as fast as it appears, “Oh those. Naaah, I've just been in a drawing mood for a minute. And have you seen our towns local heroes? Their costumes are so, umm, word. Word!”

“Cool? Lit? Awesome Sauce? Coolest beans?”

Solo flashes a finger gun, “That word! Cool! And honestly”, He grabs the drawings from Alex, “These are kinda garbage.”

Alex frowns at Solo, “These look like decent artwork to me. But I'm not an art connoisseur. And. These aren't your homework papers.”

Solo laughs, “Right you are!”

Alex snatches the backpack from Solo, and after digging through Solo's bag, and handing his sketchbook to him, Alex finds the required papers.

And he begins glaring at Solo, “You haven't even started doing them! Do the problems, I will, ‘grade’, them, and I shall try to help you get these mostly correct.”

After working through all of them, Solo hands the work to Alex. A roar shakes the house, and Solo stands up suddenly.

He mutters, “Aw man, I thought I dealt with that guy already.”

“WHAT?!” Says Alex.

Solo frowns at His friend, unusually worried, “Stay here. I need to go check this out.” He looks out the window, and then opens it. Alex returns to reviewing his friend's homework, when he looks up again, only to see Solo and his backpack is gone.

“Don't tell me he went out the window…” He peaks outside, and doesn't notice anything, until a very familiar dark purple blur flies past Alex. Caught off balance, he falls out the window. Straight on top of Solo's backpack. He looks to the backpack, and the figure that's floating above him.

Alex stares agape, and shakes his head, “We will talk later Mr North.” the figure slaps where his face would be, and shakes its head. Supernova flies off to face another dragon, and Alex takes out his phone and takes a picture of the dragon. The wind doesn't work in its favor, sending fireballs, and swipes askew from their target.

Alex runs back into the house, runs downstairs, and grabs a similar looking ray gun from upstairs off a table crammed full of gadgets. Alex runs back upstairs, slips on his shoes, and grabs his jacket. He runs back outside, dives behind a trash can, and carefully aims.

Supernova opens a portal at one of the dragon's feet, and opens another at the top of its head. It walks on itself, roaring in pain. Supernova disappears. Alex tracks the dragon in his sights, and fires.

A beam of light scorches a hole through the dragon, revealing An interior or Earth, and lava. Alex looks in shock, and jumps a mile into the air when Supernova touches his shoulder, and snatches the ray gun.

He says “Thanks for the ray gun,” as he flies off, and shoots another beam at the dragon's head. Or stands on a portal, instead of flying. Alex watches the dragon get turned into rubble, with a dissatisfied face.

He watches the blur return to the hedges, and out walks Solo grinning sheepishly. Alex's frown remains.

Solo puts his hands up, “Okay. Okay. I get You're angry with me. Butttt.” he tries wrapping an arm around Alex. He dodges.

Solo sighs, “Okay fine. I will try my best to explain myself. He looks around, “Out of the rain.”

Alex grabs a cylinder of metal out of his pocket, holds it up, clicks a button, and an umbrella pops out. Solo stares flatly at him. Alex stares impassively back.

Solo shifts back and forth under Alex's glare, “Okay! I got superpowers by um, um. Okay I don't remember! But! The reason I didn't tell you was because I didn't want you to get hurt by my enemies coming back to haunt me! And they use you against me! And hurt you!” Alex continues glaring at Solo.

And he sighs, face palming, “You read waaaay too many comics if you think a mortal enemy of yours is gonna use me. I mean, look,” He gestures towards the heaping pile of rubble, “If those are your mortal enemies, I'm sorry to say you ain't going to get huge villainous plots. Like kidnapping. There's a billion guys like this walking around!” Alex grins at Solo, “And I can help you defeat these beasties.”

Solo looks downward, mumbling something. He looks up, and notices his friend's uncomprehending face.

He says clearly, “You don't have superpowers. You would just get in the way if you tried to help me, like just now.”

Alex gasps, “I? Got in the way? Now way. You just teleported behind me, snatched dad's ray gun, and blasted the dragon to pieces! I helped!”

Solo shakes his head, “If you want to help me, you need something that will protect you. And no, you can't just ask your dad for a mech suit. Anyone can use a mech suit.”

Alex glares at Solo, “Well, you aren't getting toured through your homework Mr. Hero.”

End of Ep1. Hope yall enjoyed, and if you want more!

Out-

Grizz

What do you guys think of me creating a story? (Also list of my stories)

Sun, 09 Feb 2025 18:43:53 +0000

Anyone want to read about these stories? I created a post that was talking about ideas for them, and now (all 3) are mostly fleshed out. Would anyone like to read them? I dont care if only 1 person wants to, I will do it.

Heres the ideas I was talking about

https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/513634/what-do-you-guys-think-of-these-book-ideas

Heres the stories, and their related chapters, all in order!

Rise of the Amalgamation

Chapter 1, https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/516756/rise-of-the-amalgamation-grizzs-story-1-chapter-1

Chapter 2, https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/524059/rise-of-the-amalgamation-grizzs-story-1-chapter-2-blood-warning

Alex Apathy

Episode 1: https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/515557/alex-apathy-grizzs-story-2-ep-1

Episode 2: https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/517982/alex-apathy-episode-2-grizzs-story-2-slight-stabbing-alert

Gift of the Sky

Chapter 1, https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/516199/gift-of-the-sky-story-3-by-grizz

Chapter 2, https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/521824/gift-of-the-sky-grizzs-story-3-chapter-2

Rando post about me needing yalls opinion

https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/524112/i-need-you-guys-opinions

Guys, I'm out.

Sun, 09 Feb 2025 18:29:36 +0000

I know I said February tenth but my mom signed papers to get me out today and I'm homee now and yay. They found the kid who stole my m3ds and he was that kid from Germany me and Kelsey helped so ya. Its been forever since I've been in my bed and I'm so happy!! My sister got me white cheddar popcorn and orange soda which is my favorite food, I'm so happy to eat edible food now and I feel so happy! I also got to ride Dakato and juniper again and I'ma post that later

thank you.......................

Sun, 09 Feb 2025 10:05:18 +0000

hey, guys, all I want to say is, thank you. thank you for the endless amount of support you gave me on my last post where I talked about my depression and insecurities, and how I was starting to hate myself. thank you for being there, even though none of y'all even know me, you were still there. it's like I felt 1,000,000 people suddenly appear at my side as I sat in my bedroom crying. just when I thought that all hope was lost, you guys came in and made me finally realize that, even with my annoying personality, even with my autisim and ADHD, even though i can't control it when I act stupid, I'm still going. i'm still fighting through the darkness. I'm starting to be able to see the light at the end of the tunnel.i was actualy sittng in my room, crying after that last post, so i just got in bed and cried myself to sleep. now, it's 4:54 AM at the time i'm typing this. tears are starting to well up I my eyes, but there is a smile in my face. one of my big, cheesy smiles pepeole know me for. and for several days, that smile wasn't there. these tears aren't tears of pain, like from last night, they're tears of joy. so truly from the bottom of my heart, thank you

-your old pal, schoolsux.

What do you guys think of these magic system ideas?

Sun, 09 Feb 2025 00:21:17 +0000

A continuation of this post, https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/513634/what-do-you-guys-think-of-these-book-ideas

I made these for the book ideas! Tell me guys what you think, and if there should be a warning thingy. This might take a while. Let me know about inconsistencies, or about something that makes literally 0 sense.

Sit down and enjoy! Please do sit. Lots of exposition to go through lol.

A mysterious entity dubbed the System, gives all entities powers, abilities, and our worlds physics breaking mechanics. It follows a somewhat game-like rule structure. Say a normal human was put in the System. They would have these 3 stats, health, mana, and stamina.

Rules for Health:

Health is increased by your Life stat.

Health is removed by taking damage, whether that be poison or stubbing your toe (Yes, you can die by stubbing your toe 1 too many times).

Once reaching 0 Health, you pass out (quite the party amiright).

-1 health or below kills you.

Health is gained gradually. You heal faster with a higher Life stat.

Rules for Stamina:

Stamina is increased by the Persistence stat.

Stamina gradually decreases, and more Stamina is used when using a skill that costs Stamina. Duh.

Stamina expenditure can be lessened by practicing. Ex: You swing a sword for the first time, -15 Stamina. You swing a sword after years of practice, -0.00000008 Stamina. (Not precisely but you get the point)

0 Stamina makes you immobile. Also for giggles, if you have 1 Stamina, you're still peachy.

Moving while under 0 Stamina damages your Health. (Muscle tearing anyone?)

Stamina is gained while resting, or much faster, while sleeping.

Rules for Mana *yawn*:

Mana is gained in 2 ways (2 you say?!), gradually, or by taking it from the environment.

0 Mana has no effect on you. No spells can be cast.

-1 Mana or below kills you by using your spirit to fuel a spell while at 0 Mana. (I say you can't do this but if you do this happens a lot lol)

Stats: whole Lotta yada yada.

Strength makes you stronger physically. Whacks r harder! Mus know!

Intelligence makes you stronger magically. No you can't get smarter. Sad I know.

Wisdom decreases mana drain.

Endurance decreases Stamina drain, while also boosting how much comes back.

Life makes your health pool bigger, while also boosting how much comes back.

Constitution reduces how much damage you take, while also affecting how effective spells are on you. (Toe stubbing killing you? Put some points into Constitution!)

Persistence increases how long you can go for pretty much anything, and it increases Stamina.

*Special Stats* very special bois.

Perception(gotta be a better word lingering somewhere) increases the 5 senses, and any other senses a creature may have.

Agility increases how fast you move, and how fast you think.

Willpower dulls pain and protects your mind from attacks. It also makes you digest and understand information faster.

Class, Levels, Grades, and a whole lot of Yada.

A class is a thing a person is. Ex: elven ranger (Legolas that you?!)

A class has a tier. There are several tiers, We got inferior, basic, common, uncommon, rare, epic, legendary, ancient, divine, and mystic. Unique is basically misc things that can't really be classified, or something so overpowered that it can't be classified.

Inferior is something that needs upgrades, has very poor craftsmanship, or like a weed. Ex: Fireball (Inferior) create a small fire in your hand. A very shoddy looking wooden doggo. Dandelions are Inferior to roses. Pun intended. Basic is what skill books, most puzzles, and okay crafts are at. Ex: A Rubiks cube would be a Basic puzzle, and a doggo that has obvious splinters on it.

Common is exactly that. 50% of everything is this rarity. Uncommon is rarer than common (duh), with only 25% of stuff at this level. Only 10% of lots of things are rare. 5% of yada are epic. 1% of ground, trash, um, candy, a rats variant, peoples classes, you get the point, are legendary. 0.99% of shtuff is ancient. 0.01% of stuff is divine. 8% of things are at the unique rarity. Mystic rarity can not be made or found, but improved to (mind explodes).

A level is what you have, like level 99. There are several levels, with a soft cap of 5000, but a certain grade of entities can go past this. In order to reach a certain Level, you must pass an experience threshold. Two people can both be level 4, but both will likely have different thresholds. These are System imposed. Would be unfair if a Fire mage could level up 5000x faster than a regular mage.

A grade is determined by how high a level you are. Certain Grades have an easier time leveling. There are 7 grades. G is the bottom of the barrel, level requirement is 0. Experience is gained at 5x the normal experience amount. Grade E is where most are born at, level requirement is 25. 2x experience gained. Grade F is an average person, level requirement is 100. 1x experience gain. D is a lucky person, or an ambitious one. Most are soldiers. The level requirement is 250. 0.9x experience gain. C is for the lucky ones. 0.7x experience gained. B is an ambitious person, yes, the level requirement is 500. 0.5x experience gained. A is a top tier person, and can tear entire planets to shreds, level requirement is 1000. 0.1x experience gained. S is the very tippy top, and you can only get higher by getting a Mantle (I will answer what that is later). The level requirement is 5000, and Tier S’s can go past this. 0.01x experience gained.

When you reach a grade, your Class evolves. This is how you go from Ranger to like Pea Shooter (no really). When you reach a certain grade, your species can evolve. When humans reach (max evolution grade for humans. Go any higher and your body would quit due to power) D grade, they will most likely Evolve into a Higher Human.

Instead of me having to put in a lot of words, I will show it instead.

Race: Human (Common) Grade F. +4 Wisdom, +3 Intelligence, +2 Constitution. Gain +10 Free Points every level.

They gain all of these every level up. Free points are spent to increase certain stats.

Class: Farmer. +5 Wisdom, +5 Intelligence, +3 Strength, and +3 Constitution. Gain special points every 10 levels.

The Farmer class gets these extra bonuses, with every level up, except Special Points. Special Points are used to upgrade the special stats I mentioned earlier. That is the only way to increase them. How often you are in danger equates to how many special points you get.

Class Skills:

Grow Seed, (Basic). Speeds crop growth by consuming mana. Scales with Wisdom.

(Grow Seed) is the name of the skill/spell. It has a Basic rarity. Scales with Wisdom means its power is affected by how high that stat is. They can have 5 more skills until they can't have more. There is only one way to increase this, but I will get to that later.

Racial Skills: Inspiration of Humanity (Legendary) [S]. (Tbh no clue what to put here. Think something overpowered lol. Also too lazy)

If something is a racial skill, that means it's a genetic skill. [S] means every single human has this skill.

Skill Selection: this is where you could see your skills. You can't see a fire mage's skills, only skills related to your class. Some skills require a certain level, or a certain skill. Some could also require you to eat your own toes.

Notifications: HEY LISTEN!

Quests: Go save the town Carista from Famine. Reward: Uncommon hoe

Self explanatory.

Other: this is where you put things that the character has deemed necessary or where Achievements, affinities, and their total amount of stat points are displayed.

AFFINITIES, Gods, and Mantles. Religious people, you might want to skip

A god in this world Is anyone who holds a Mantle of Divinity. Mantles are what makes gods, well gods. They grant a small amount of control over the System, and the ability to control that Mantles affinity.

The general names of these Divine Mantles are The Wight Mantle, which controls the Death affinity. The Forest Mantle controls the Life affinity. The Star Mantle controls the Light affinity. The Void Mantle controls the Shade affinity. The Emberistic Mantle controls the Flame affinity. The Deep Mantle controls the Water affinity. The Sinful Mantle controls the Sin affinity. The Guiding Mantle controls the Holy affinity. The Stable Mantle controls the Earth affinity. And The Free Mantle controls the Wind affinity.

The Mantle's names change depending on the bearer. There are other affinities, but these are not a pure affinity, and the gods have slight control over these. They are either byproducts of a lack of an affinity or a mixture of one. Cold is a byproduct of no fire affinity being near. Destruction is a byproduct of death. Example. The Void Mantles user does not actually use the shade affinity, but a mixture of light, shade, and water to create an effect similar to gravity, or in his case, black holes.

Achievements.

An achievement becomes an Achievement when the System has deemed it Achievement worthy. Achievements usually come with a stat bonus, or tangible award, but the most important aspect of an Achievement is the extra skill slot you get. You can get up to 1 or 20.

Monsters, Explanation.

So. *Papers rustle*

An unintelligent monster is massively assisted by the System. The System basically assigns all of its stats and skills. INTELLIGENT monsters on the other hand, are rarer, and most of them require some assistance. Some are smart enough to solve basic puzzles, and some are smarter than me (not Hard to do tbh lol). I will talk about the monsters as if they are intelligent.

Monsters evolve EVERY grade, and their evolutions can be a lot more drastic than humans. Rats can become like poisonous rat bats, in one evolution. A monster's class isn't called a class, it's called a variant. A monster usually has A LOT more variant skills than a typical human. A monster's skills are very similar to their Race.

This is what it would look like:

Race: Air Elemental (Common). Grade E, Boss Rating, Foder. Level 27

A boss rating describes how dangerous a monster is.

Variant Skills: Thunder strike (Rare) Summon a thunderbolt to deal widespread damage. Scales with Intelligence.

Racial Skills: Ethereal (Legendary) [S]. Become intangible for a duration. Scales with Wisdom.

Skill Selection: YADA.

Notifications: you have slayed a Buzzcateer.

Quests: Most monsters are unable to get quests.

Other: Air affinity,

Here's an evolved version of both the Air elemental, and the farmer.

Race: Human (Common) Grade D. Level 101 +8 Wisdom, +6 Intelligence, +4 Constitution. Gain +20 Free Points every level.

Stuff doubles because of A grade being surpassed. Most humans don't evolve until the grade maximum Has been reached.

Class: Speed Grower. +15 Wisdom, +I0 Intelligence, +7 Strength, and +10 Constitution. Gain special points every 10 levels.

As the class changed, the Speed Grower received better stats.

Class Skills:

Grow Seed, (Inferior). Speeds crop growth by consuming mana. Scales with Wisdom.

It did not change, because it's part of the Speed Growers Arsenal. It Downgraded to Inferior because it's an Inferior skill in the spell list for Speed growers.

Racial Skills: Inspiration of Humanity (Legendary) [S].

Did not change because Class changes do not influence racial skills.

Race: Thunder Elemental. Grade F, Boss Rating, Minion. Level 51

Variant Skills: Thunder strike (Uncommon) Summon a thunderbolt to deal widespread damage. Scales with Intelligence.

Racial Skills: Ethereal (Legendary) [S]. Become intangible for a duration. Scales with Wisdom.

Skill Selection: YADA.

Other: Air affinity, Light Affinity.

That covers it! Ask questions about stuff that isn't clear, and you shall receive!

Hope you enjoyed!

So in this COMPLETELY DIFFERENT story, the universe got magic because the Dimension of fantasy has begun leaking into ours. Creatures can pop throughout towns, cities, and wherever they would be the most problematic for the local superheros. No one knows how they do it, they just do. But wherever a dragon or goblin army appears, so does magic. Whenever a dragon is slain, Magic appears. It kinda looks like some kind of brown gas, and smells horrendous. When someone breathes in this magic, they are suddenly unable to breathe. As soon as they leave the magic fog, they can breathe fine. If someone passes out in the magic stankiness, they get powers. Most give unusual drawbacks, and you gotta register that you have abilities, and until you can use them, can't ever do so. Random Fact in this universe, say a person gets powers. If they die, they actually release more magic than they absorb. Its an unusual phenomenon that follows the one rule in the Dimension of Fantasy that everything consistently follows.

So. This is a big exposition dump Too lol.

In this universe dragons are the ruling species (WOF THAT YOU?) The dragons can become superpowered by following a ceremony. It is called the Gift of the Sky, otherwise known as GTF. In order for a gift to be received, dragons must drink a special water, called metium.

Metium is extremely dangerous in large amounts, creating creatures that are made out of precious metals and mentally unstable. There have been very very very very rare cases of dragons that already have gifts that when drinking pure metium, get a second gift, enhance the original gift, or transform into evolved versions of themselves. This is why the distribution of metium is handled by the Rosegolds (you will get to know later what that is).

Metium is impossible to create, even for those who have that ability. It withstands duplication, creation, transformation, and dragons cannot make an illusion of metium. When distilled with any liquid, it becomes drinkable, and when drunk, a dragon gets their gift. In some rare cases, dragons are born with gifts. These dragonettes had very powerful forebears. Depending on the liquid metium was diluted with, influences how powerful the gift is.

Metium is found all over, but in very small amounts. This metium is not pure metium though most do not know this. Here's my ranking system. It ranks a dragon's gift, Untouched: Have yet to receive a gift. Copper: went through the gifting process and didn’t get a gift (result from drinking metium, not the pure variety).

Overall Tier, most dragons start from here, except for a few exceptions and the royal family. In order to increase a gift's power, it depends on the gifts rating, how well it fits with the dragon it has been paired with, and how well they train it.

Bronze: Can feel the pressure of others' gifts, and also can sense these gifts and their element. They can also sense metium and pure metium. Gift influences how well this sixth sense works, and can sense other things depending on the gift.

Iron: The dragon's body can now withstand severe conditions. The gift can also influence how much dragons can withstand, how well they can do it from different sources.

Silver: Gift allows Silvers to feel intentions. It also allows them to control their gifts pressure, and manipulate pieces of their body into a manifestation of their gift. Dragons at Silver are also much tougher.

Gold Tier: most dragons build their gifts to this height, although on rare occasions dragons get gifts already at it, and all of the royal family are hatched at this stage. Dragons at this stage can influence the elements that their gift is related to. The level of gold they are makes their elemental manipulation stronger.

Half-Gold: Can ‘see’ gift pressure, who has the gift, how strong the gift is.

Gold: The dragon's body now permanently has the gift manifested. If they drunk metium, their gift becomes more unstable. This can be cured by drinking pure metium.

Rosegold: The dragon can now create their element and influence others elements.

Royal Tier, Dragons at this tier can force others to do their bidding through an ability called Roar of a Thousand Commands. It only works on Half-Gold and below, regardless of rank. There are also many varieties of this roar, mostly influenced by the dragon and gift.

Platinum: immortality has been reached.

Roseuim: Dragons gift has a massive power spike.

Rhodium: Dragons that reach this stage are considered a candidate for rulership. Dragons who are Rhodium tier are completely converted into their gifts manifestation.

Hope yall enjoyed! Let me know what you guys liked, what you didn't, and if you guys want me to create a magic system for you!

Note:tbh the first one is massively complicated and I likely didn't explain it well.

guys you know kidztalk has games go to kidzsearch

Sat, 08 Feb 2025 13:04:40 +0000

there are games

Paper dragon ideas?

Sat, 08 Feb 2025 04:34:50 +0000

Put your paper dragon ideas down in the section below.

Please note if other people can or cant use them.

People who do use them, credit where you got it from!

What do you guys think of these book ideas?

Sat, 08 Feb 2025 02:53:03 +0000

I would love your opinions!

An elemental story, where the MC gains powers, memories, and their sentience through 'assimilating (eating but for elementals)' other thinking beings. After escaping from their creators, they get put on a place dubbed Earth. Now they have to figure out how to fit in, all without realizing that maybe they dont...

A story about your average Joe with his best friend getting superpowers, and then also getting super abilities, but with a price. A voice starts to talk to him, and take him over, evenutally turning him into an antagonist.

A 3 protagonist dragon story about a fire dragon, who has to navigate the issues of popularity and her heritage. A nature dragon who has to learn to come out of his shell and learn how to make friends. And a wyvern who learns that maybe some dragons are not evil.

My first 'post'. Let me know if something is a off, or if something is unnecessary. And if you guys would want a little more info about anything.

Ive continued this post here! https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/514505/what-do-you-guys-think-of-these-magic-system-ideas-wip

Am I the only one who puts cheese on potatos I am just wondering

Fri, 26 Jan 2024 02:35:57 +0000

Am I the only one who puts cheese on potatos I am just wondering

Who Am I? | The Reveal

Wed, 21 Jun 2023 21:03:18 +0000

YALL I FEEL GUILTY ABOUT THIS

Anyway idk how people kind of ruled me out but im no complaining lol

I FEEL SO GUILTY THOUGH LOL

Ok I FEEL like y'all kinda already know at this point.

Its Dino lol

IM SORRY, AH THE GUILT

- Dino

Am i in the wrong here...

Wed, 03 May 2023 02:23:10 +0000

So I am in a friend group with me and 2 other people, J and K. We are all close and hang out every day at school. One thing to note about K, though, is that she's very dramatic and overreacts a lot. Me and J have literally dropped her multiple times because she just gets mad at us for no reason. She will literally ignore us one day and be grumpy and the next day she's perfectly happy again. Its weird and hard to deal with at times but other than all that, shes a good friend.

I have anxiety, attachment issues, anger issues, ovetthinking alot, and social anxiety. Its not fun and its one of the reasons im so judgemental about myself. Its no excuse as to how I behave sometimes, but it plays a factor in it.

Anyway, I was sitting at lunch today with K and J. We were all just chatting about the tests we had completed that week and things were fine until there was just a large silence. I hate when that happens and everyone goes quiet and none of us know what to say. As I mentioned,I have social anxiety, and situations like that scare me. So I started talking about how a bunch of our other friends had left u a while ago. I started gossiping about the recent drama and updates I'd heard. Then K got mad and said in a sassy voice "Not everything is about them. Just stop".

That really hurt because I had never meant to make anyone mad. The lunch continued anyway, and J brought up that he had been crying himself to sleep last night and that he didn't really want to talk about it. Another awkward silence. I leaned over and gently asked, " is it about ____?"

Then K speaks up again and says "He just said he didn't want to talk about it. Just be quiet" and glares at me. I was hurt again but this time I said "Im just trying to break the silence. You both know I didn't try to upset anyone. Yeah I have issues. I think that's obvious, and if its not, then stop being my friend."

Ill admit I overreacted. K also said I was an attention seeker and made everything about myself...

I need an opinion on this... Someone help please!

What is public school like?

Thu, 16 Feb 2023 18:58:30 +0000

I have never been inside a public school in all of my life.

I am the fastest typer, don't you agree?

Thu, 29 Dec 2022 23:55:54 +0000

Here is the proof

I am the fastest typer in the Multiverse

Thu, 29 Dec 2022 20:26:08 +0000

This is the proof

Am I the only one who hates autocorrect?

Sun, 24 Jul 2022 01:44:35 +0000

Am I the only one who hates autocorrect?

I mean it can be funny but it's sometimes just plain annoying.

Song #5

Sat, 30 Apr 2022 16:21:47 +0000

Verse: Though we were perfect for each other kind of forgot it takes to to make a couple

Chorus: But why can't it just be you and me I know were perfect fit like 123

Verse:

Chorus:

Bridge:

Verse:

Chorus:

Who am i??

Sat, 04 Dec 2021 03:54:35 +0000

Well,

I love animals, I think wraya is awesome, my favorite color is white, and I think I got a really fast score from 0 to 5,000.

From, you'll never know..

Who am i

Mon, 08 Nov 2021 04:16:23 +0000

I love space

7 Great Artists From India!

Mon, 04 Oct 2021 11:42:55 +0000

Atul Dodiya

Mumbai born Atul Dodiya is among the most popular contemporary Indian artists.

His work is also sought after by art enthusiasts.

Some sell in the range of £380,000 (Rs. 3.5 Crores) such as his piece ‘Lodging in Somnath’ which fetched £357,000 (Rs. 3.3 Crores) in 2007.

Dodiya’s paintings are in the same auctions as some of the most important modernists like Tyeb Mehta and Francis Newton Souza.

They are responsible for some of India’s most famous paintings, which have become instantly recognisable among art fanatics.

His artwork engages with both Indian political and art history in a way which will last in the memory of those who view his work.

Bharti Kher

London-born Bharti Kher moved to New Delhi to fully commit to her role as a contemporary artist.

Her work has seen her become one of the most popular contemporary Indian artists.

Kher’s style features a combination of painting, sculpturing and installation.

She often incorporates bindis, the popular forehead decoration worn by Indian women, into her work.

They are mainly of animals and nature.

Her work has received success at global auctions.

Bharti Kher became the top-selling Indian female artist when her piece ‘The Skin Speaks a Language Not Its Own’ sold for £1.1 million (Rs. 103 Crores).

It sold at Sotheby’s London auction in 2010 and surpassed her husband Subodh Gupta’s selling record of £1 million (Rs. 94 Crores).

The same artwork sold in May 2013 for £1.3 million (Rs. 122 Crores), setting a new record for the artist at auction.

Jitish Kallat

The already established contemporary artist creates paintings, sculptures and photography, to name a few of his art formats.

A lot of Kallat’s work is based on his encounters with the multi-sensory environment of Mumbai as well as the events which have contributed to it’s making.

His style highlights his concern for the socio-political history of the city.

Kallat has referenced the ironies of migrant worker’s lives and labourer’s in the cities of India.

People meet on “second class” train compartments, people whose labour continues to keep afloat the nation’s aspirations.

Kallat’s message within his art has increased his international reputation, especially during Sotheby’s New York auction in 2007.

It was the first dedicated sale of Indian contemporary art where Kallat’s auction record was £55,000 (Rs. 55 Lakhs).

Raqib Shaw

The London-based artist shot to international fame at 33.

His piece sold for £2.7 million (Rs. 20 Crores) in 2007, making it the most expensive artwork by an Indian artist.

Before that, Shaw had little recognition outside of London.

Shaw is known for his very detailed paintings of imagined paradises on jewel-like surfaces.

A typical painting by Shaw has many stages.

It begins with drawings on paper, which then is transferred onto a panel.

A stained-glass liner is then applied. The piece is then finished with crystals and glitter for extra ornamentation.

His works echo the styles of European painters Holbein and Bosch.

Shaw brings into the modern day by incorporating different sources.

This includes mythology, poetry, literature and history to name a few of his inspirations.

The long process to create a piece of art shows Shaw’s dedication and his recognition as one of the best Indian contemporary artists is deserved.

Ravinder Reddy

One of the most recognised styles of contemporary art, Reddy’s works are some which stand out massively.

His giant female heads fuse together folk sensibilities with the traditions of Hindu sculpture.

They are decorated in bright colours and usually have wide-open eyes and bold facial features.

Reddy’s inspiration comes from different sources such as ancient Indian and African sculptures.

They also reference the contemporary works of Niki de Saint Phalle, Luis Jimenez and Jeff Koons.

His works are extremely popular on the global stage.

In 2007, one of his sculptures sold for £239,000 (Rs. 2 Crores).

Ravinder Reddy’s work is one of the most unique contemporary art styles, however, it is also one of the most popular.

Shilpa Gupta

Shilpa Gupta has quickly risen to stardom due to her multimedia artforms which have wowed worldwide audiences.

She is a new media artist who has become very popular for addressing different barriers in India in different ways, especially video.

They include gender and social class barriers.

Her interests lie in human perception and how information is transmitted in everyday life, which is shown in her work.

Gupta’s work has received international recognition at auction as some of her pieces have reached prices of £38,000 (Rs. 30 Lakhs).

She is highly sought after and has worked with top art galleries and makes appearances for prestigious contemporary art events.

Despite only being 42, she is well-established as a contemporary Indian artist.

She is popular with both private and public collections.

Contemporary Indian art is on the rise as a result of new techniques incorporated to create artwork.

All seven artists take unique approaches when creating their art. Why don't you try too? You may be one of the best artists in the world, known to every single person. Never give up. Work hard on your art and you'll certainly achieve.

Their work is something which carries a deeper meaning, usually addressing India’s wider society.

This is all through a piece of art, which are becoming more popular among art aficionados.

Hey, artists!

Wed, 29 Sep 2021 05:38:51 +0000

I think you're idea to have this club is great, Thaila! Wow!

So, artists, start posting art, post tips, be critique (u mustn't be mean) and many more!

Presenting :Artists Around the World

Thu, 23 Sep 2021 14:12:20 +0000

Welcome to my New club ! If you are an artist or just like to draw , this place is just for you !

In this club you can ...

Talk about art
Help others with art
Get Critique (Don't worry being mean Is not Allowed)
Improve (Hopefully)
Post tips
See other people's art
And Tons of Other fun stuff !

The Goal of this club is to have fun and hopefully improve.

Anyone interested ? If so Say so !

I am to childish

Thu, 15 Jul 2021 14:57:32 +0000

Ok I really didn't know how to title it . ,but I feel childish. Which I like ,but I don't like . I like that I am a little childish ,but I hate it I don't really have much in common with a lot of people my age . other than having puberty and all that blah blah. I often see 10-11 yr olds as my age . I feel childish and weird . ,but at the same time I,m proud of the that.

P.S. what are teen Issues?

Who am I #5

Thu, 13 May 2021 01:33:10 +0000

I can bee red ,yellow,and Grean

I,m swete

You can giv me to a teacher

A tree

What is it?

Who am I

Fri, 07 May 2021 12:54:03 +0000

I control the ice

I have a sister

My sister is married

I built a snowman

This is probably too easy ,but here we go .I will make harder ones oh and I,m a user . ,but don't try to guess who I am yet

Am I the only one

Thu, 06 May 2021 16:20:41 +0000

Who likes to think of scary things to fall asleep

Am I the only one who has a world of origanal superheros(ash+thalia

Sat, 01 May 2021 11:05:23 +0000

I,m not sure if you know this about me ,but I have world of superheros I made up (OCs?) Alot are kids . few are adults

Am I the only one who dances in public(am I the only one3#)

Wed, 28 Apr 2021 11:43:43 +0000

I dance in public Keep in mind though I,m not a good dancer ,buts so fun .also I like to stare at people creepily .

Am I the only one who would rather go without Video games and cellphones (am I the only one series#2)

Tue, 27 Apr 2021 12:35:13 +0000

You see I would be just as happy without all this modern tech than with

What are your thoughts?

Am I the only one who prounouces Anime wrong.(Am I the only one1#)

Mon, 26 Apr 2021 12:42:22 +0000

I pronounce Anime

Like this

An~ ime or like this A~nime

P.s should I do more of the "Am I the only one " series

Comment if you want to collaborate with me.

Am I the only one?

Sun, 07 Jul 2019 00:47:16 +0000

I train for synchronized swimming, I Am in a team.

Does any of you do synchronized swimming?