Don’t expect a hundred chapters or anything ridiculous like that lol. However, there will be about ten posts in a row. Continue reading
Okay, so I know a lot of you have been annoyed that I stopped posting The Vanilla God, but well… I only wrote it for less than a week, so what could I do? Anyway, I’ve just had these three chapters laying in the TVG folder for 6 months or so, and I figured that I might as well post them? I will definitely write The Vanilla God eventually… I also need to finish the first volume of “Questing”, I need to hardcore edit the first 4 volumes of “Immortal Soul”, I need to finish ‘Book 2’ of HCOP and yeah… I’m currently writing volume 3 of “The Dao of Eros” rofl. So much stuff to do and I never seem to have enough time.
Di seemed annoyed by the fact that I could punch and kick properly, so he decided to ‘spar’ against me in order to train my grappling skills. Yeah, it was just an excuse for that perverted old man to beat the shit out of a little kid. Continue reading
As we ate, Di constantly yammered on about ‘Herbs’. Apparently, pretty much any kind of plant, fungus and even cultures of bacteria can be considered Herbs. Just like Beasts and Spirits, they have an alphabetical ranking system. However, the main difference is that ‘Mortal’ Herbs don’t have the ability to gain sentience on their own, no matter how powerful they become. It’s possible for Spirits to possess them under certain circumstances, but for the most part, they just require a lot of time. Continue reading
The final Spirit was sealed inside of a floating glass bubble like the dick. It gave me a really weird boner, but also made me feel dizzy when I looked at it closely. Sometimes it was a mouth, then it stuck out its pink tongue and it became blurry for a moment, before transforming into a beating heart. Illusory blood was splashing all over the place and it suddenly exploded, managing to reform into a uterus with glowing yellow ovaries. Continue reading
That narcissistic old man continued bragging about how ‘kindhearted’ and ‘charitable’ he was for the entire trip back to his house. Then it was back to monotonous physical exercises for a few hours. I wanted to increase the amount of Qi in my Dantian, but it’s apparently not something that should be forced. Continue reading