When Linda calmed down, she nervously stepped out of the cockpit and walked a few steps back into the kitchenette. There was blood and entrails all over the floor, while the meat was sitting on the counter. If there was more space or even a bit more equipment to utilize, obviously Beatrix wouldn’t have made such a mess. Continue reading
A little boy with extremely pale skin was laying prone along the base of the main cannon of Judgement Day, gripping a black assault rifle with both hands. He was slowly adjusting the night vision scope and ignoring the freezing sensation on his hands, feet, face and ears. Someone else though, was shivering constantly, with tears welling up in her eyes. Continue reading
*Beatrix’s Perspective* Continue reading
Even after traveling at thirty miles per hour for half a day, Judgement Day still wasn’t able to reach the pillar before it vanished. However, Ares was able to understand the general location. Unfortunately, it was in a very mountainous region, with tight clusters of trees everywhere. Thus, he finally decided to give up for a while. Continue reading
A nuclear warhead with a yield equivalent to twenty tons of TNT. The thirty pound projectile flew nearly three miles, straight into the luxurious bedroom at the highest tower of the citadel. It only missed the Queen of Northland’s head by a few meters. She saw the muzzle-flash, but never had a chance to hear the sound of the cannon firing. Continue reading
“Am, am I doing it right? This is so weird… It feels like I’ve done something like this before?” Continue reading
I never used to do these author note things, but it’s become a habit lately lol. Mainly because people tend to ignore not-chapter posts, though they probably ignore the AN too so… Anyway, the point is that I’m about to start posting “Chapter 1: Judgement Day“.
On another note, Beatrix could totally be the MC of a Chinese novel with how ‘cold’, ‘ruthless’ and ‘decisive’ she is roflmao. I still like her though, or I guess she’s actually a guy in this story, but that isn’t really important. I probably just have a thing for sociopaths? Continue reading
While Beatrix was wrapped up in a magical cocoon, that tiny young Gnomish woman was running for her life. Her clothing was ragged and she was carrying the golden egg in her arms like a football, as a dozen swordsmen in heavy armor were chasing a few dozen meters behind her. Continue reading
What is this place? It’s warm and familiar… A golden prison.
“No, Child… This is a parting gift.” Continue reading
The white fox with blue eyes, dropped Baby Beatrix on the doorstep of a rundown hovel. Then she howled up at the enormous crimson planet in the sky and a huge dark stormcloud suddenly formed. Since the temperature was still extremely high from being so close to the sun, rain was able to easily fall upon the burning city and slowly quell the fires. Then the vixen scampered off into the distance, heading towards the citadel again. Continue reading