So yeah, I was getting kinda burnt out after writing 1100 chapters of Bloodline Cultivation Journal, but instead of… You know, editing and posting that story, I ended up Binge Writing for the first time in a long time.Continue reading
Now you might be wondering, “How do you just suddenly become a woman? Were you abducted by aliens? Maybe that demon you summoned was pissed off? How do you deal with the psychological distress of finding out that you’re no longer a man?” Continue reading
A superpower is a lot like a gun. If you cock a loaded 44. Magnum revolver and casually drop it in the lap of some kid from the Middle Ages, they’ll probably end up killing themselves or someone else within a few minutes. That’s because they wouldn’t understand how dangerous their newfound ‘Power’ was, or how to properly use it. There was no instruction manual or a teacher to show them the way. Continue reading
As the title suggests, I’m going to be releasing a decent amount of chapters today. Patreon is doing some kind of special event today, so I figured… Why not? Except I’m not really sure what I was supposed to do because I didn’t read the whole message they sent me lol.
However, the main thing is that I want to thank everyone who donated to me over the years. Not just through Patreon, but also through Paypal and well, just reading my stories without Adblock enabled :P. Though I barely get anything from ad revenue so it doesn’t really matter that much.
I also want to thank everyone who reads my stories on Tapas, because… Obvious reasons lol.
Anyway, there are two new stories that I started working on recently. I know, I should be focusing on Immortal Soul or one of the many other stories that I haven’t worked on in a while. But inspiration strikes when you least expect it. And it’s more productive to write down the new stuff, than ignore it.
The first story is called “Apocalypse Shop” and it’s kinda something that I’ve wanted to do for a while. To be honest, the original concept of the ‘Kitsune’ was something similar to that. But they go a bit farther than just being superpower merchants. Since they actually try to save people or ‘fix’ worlds before they completely collapse.
The second story is called “Solo Dual Cultivation“… In some ways, this story is practically porn. There’s a ton of vulgarity, sexual content and lots of weirdly descriptive bodily functions. If you know what Dual Cultivation is in the context of Xianxia, then you can probably understand the title. If not, you’ll figure it out by reading the first chapter or two. As far as the actual ‘cultivation’ goes though, don’t expect to see a bunch of literal action within the early stages of the story. Sexual action though…
Although it’s practically a teaser, I will release the tiny prologue of “OP-ness Returns“. I don’t wanna pull a Blizzard and have everyone freaking out because I’m working on a Mobile Diablo game that almost no one actually wants, while not even releasing a teaser for Diablo 4 lol. Seriously though, will Diablo 4 ever come out? Hell, I’m still waiting for Warcraft 4… Warcraft 3 Reforged probably won’t be released for another 6 months or so lol.
Lately I’ve been mildly addicted to HOTS. I never really liked MOABAs before, but HOTS just feels different to me lol. Probably all the leveling up of heroes and the loot boxes, though I heard that LoL is also doing something like that? Haven’t played LoL since like… 2012? It’s been a while.
On the other hand, I also tried to play Overwatch a few times. But I’m just bad at aiming. I mean, when I play Junkrat, I can do really well. Reinhardt is also pretty simple to play, since you just use your big ass shield most of the time, while occasionally killing squishies with that ranged ability or ramming them into walls.
I thought the problem was that I couldn’t aim down the sights as most characters, but Ashe can… And I’m still bad lol. On the other hand, in Battlefield 1, I’m pretty good at sniping people? Maybe it’s because you can actually hide in that game, instead of glowing red for the other team to easily see you?
Anyway, enough of that nonsense, I’m gonna get back to writing, editing and posting shit lol.
Throughout the course of my ‘life’, I spent a whole lot of time doing things that were inevitably… pointless. Twenty-five years, and I basically accomplished nothing. Just a lot of disappointment and depression. Yet I continued to struggle, because I believed that this was ‘it’. I was an Atheist, even though I was raised as a Christian. Continue reading
Matt opened his right eye, while the left was covered by a bloody bandage and cotton. The first thing he saw was actually his own Summoner card. Continue reading
“For the past few days, I’ve basically been in denial… Now I think I’ve finally come to terms with reality, or well, virtual reality. My world has been shaken up and tossed around, but I’m still alive. My first instinct was obviously to escape. To take the people I care about and run away to a ‘safer’ place. The truth is that there is no safe space. Even if my world is a virtual reality and only one of many, I still invested twenty-five years of my life into it. How much faster could the typical Server Time be from reality? And in reality, things age and atrophy… Everything decays eventually. I don’t have forever. I can’t just start a new life somewhere else and try to live normally with my family for a few centuries…” Continue reading
Author’s Note: In modern English, Dice can be bother singular and plural, though it still makes me cringe a bit when I read ‘a dice’. The reason why I write dice as singular in this chapter however, is because a lot of times, when you see ‘die’, you don’t immediately think of dice lol. Plus, if you aren’t a native speaker or reader, you probably wouldn’t freak out over singular dice anyway.
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[Summoner: Matthew Leblanc
ID Code: Trashmob-707
Description: A Player with zero skill, but a decent amount of luck. The kind of Summoner who makes other Players want to go out of their way to kill him.] Continue reading
“Phew~, thank God they have a fireplace…” Matthew sat down onto the sofa, next to his mother. She was covering herself with a thick quilt, while drinking some hot chocolate out of a mug. Meanwhile, Michael was standing in the kitchen with a white robe on, cooking a big pot of spaghetti on the gas stove. Continue reading