The Dragon I’ve Become, Chapter 6: Searching for ‘People’

Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays!

Chapter 6: Searching for ‘People’

I think I might actually pick up cartography. It’s a little difficult without paper and a pen but maybe if I ever find civilization, I’ll figure something out. But being a dragon does have a lot of benefits. I always did have a pretty good sense of direction, well not direction but directions. Actually I wasn’t very good at directions either. But I was good at knowing where I am and figuring out how to get to other places. When you have a bird’s-eye view, for a dragon’s eye view at least, it becomes much easier to make a map. 

Fortunately my lizard brain is pretty good at remembering things. I still remember what those three mountains look like and I also remember the forest I passed over to reach this grassy plain. I’ve seen some wild horses and buffalo already. Makes me wonder if I’m in America, specifically the wild West or maybe the Midwest but like in the wild west era.

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Observing the End, Volume 3: Protagonism

Okay, this is the final volume of Observing the End. Which I finished writing back in 2017? Something like that. Merry Christmas/Happy Holidays again!

Btw, if you like Fanfiction, I started posting this over on Spacebattles and Scribblehub: Creating Zerg In Star Wars

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Observing the End, Volume 2: Kitsune

Author’s Note: Okay, so I was going to do this tomorrow, but here’s Volume 2 because why not? Just finished turning it all into a single giant volume sized post. You’re welcome I guess? Happy Holidays!

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Observing the End, Volume 1, The Will to Survive

Okay, so apparently… I umm, I don’t think I actually have this story posted on my site? I thought I did, but maybe I didn’t? Maybe I don’t? In that case, here’s the whole first volume! Good luck!

Synopsis

Michael Cinagra, an antisocial psychopathic author, struggles to survive the apocalypse… While writing a diary in his free time.

Observer 131, a Personal Reconnaissance Drone that was sent to spy on him… Is still faithfully keeping logs of everything that happens, because that’s just how it was programmed.

The two of them go on a three volume adventure, traveling around, killing things, learning new skills and trying to maintain some semblance of sanity while the world crumbles around them. You know how it is with MCs… Every day is a new disaster.

The question is: How far can their plot armor take them? Will they survive the cruel machinations of fate? Probably not. But will they stay dead? Is it even possible to stay dead in a reality where everyone has souls and reincarnation is practically a mode of transportation? I doubt it.

Anyway, this is a story about Michael and his clingy stalker. Good luck, have fun and be careful.

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This novel and all of its contents were written entirely by its author, Mike777ac.  It is an original product, and any attempt to plagiarize or steal concepts or ideas from it, shall be considered copyright infringement.

Many of the concepts and ideas have been inspired by other works, and similar genres.  However, all characters are created and owned by the author.

Volume 1: The Will to Survive

Prologue: Michael’s Journal

Humanity has fallen. We all knew that this would happen eventually. There is no escaping from fate. But I refuse to submit! I will not die! I am an ancient immortal… Though I may have been incubating within this pathetic human form for the past twenty-seven years, I am finally freed from the shackles of society’s foolish constraints!

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TCW, V1, Chapter 40: Bodyguard V

When the tall and skinny Plague Doctor stood in front of that familiar shop door, he hesitated for a few minutes. He eventually knocked on the door with his black metal cane a few times. Across the glass, he saw the huge, shirtless, extremely muscular monster of man. He was at least 2 meters tall, had a bunch of terrifying scars all over his pale body, along with some serious rashes, blisters and boils. His balding gray hair was a little messy, with some random tufts sticking straight up. On his bulging hairy left thigh a few centimeters from the edge of his green boxers was a tattoo: ‘Bodyguard V’.

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IS, V7, Chapter 1: Descent Into Chaos, Part 6: Seven Levels of Mortality

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IS, V7, Chapter 1: Descent Into Chaos, Parts 4 & 5

Part 4

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IS, V7, Chapter 1: Descent Into Chaos Parts 2 & 3

Author’s Note: These Parts are only 1k words on average, so I’ll probably post 2 at a time. Making it closer to a ‘normal’ chapter of most stories.

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