Adventures in Time, Space, Life and Death
In the dark, murky forest stood a small, hastily build wooden shack. Not really a shack, more of an elevated platform with a roof. In its centre was a small fire and a trench surrounded it, catching drips of water. Really, if the shack hadn’t been in the middle of a bloody battlefield, it would … Read more
“WHAT IN THE NAME OF ALL THAT IS GOOD ARE YOU DOING?” Normally, one had to ask permission to step foot inside the Grand Hall of Deathven. That permission would have to be written out on paper, scanned, emailed and stamped by the right beings and then triple-confirmed by higher ranked Decay Lords before being … Read more
Thick, fresh blood ran rivers, carving trenches in the loose soil. Constant stampeding mushed the blood and dirt together, creating a horrific mulch that squished and lurched underfoot. What had been a simple attempt to find somewhere to shelter had turned into an ominous bloodbath that was only just coming to an end, if only … Read more
The Inverted Forest as just that, a forest that had been inverted. A thick metal shell, about 10km in diameter, with a hollow interior, its insides lined with thorny trees and murky undergrowths, lit by a dull, miniaturized sun that barely pumped put enough light or heat to even be considered real. This curious domain … Read more
“We do… not have very long…” Retvik’s blunt statement was met with equally blunt nods from both Arkay and Litvir. The two of them were quite busy sorting themselves out. This actually made Retvik feel rather bad, as he’d spent the last hour writing a will. Just in case. “Yeah, you realise just how quickly … Read more
“So let me get this straight and clear in my head: You are all tracking various energy levels inside me, some of which have spiked to the point that I may be considered dangerous, and the only way to stop you from knocking me out and imprisoning me forever in a steel box is for … Read more
“I am sorry to inform you that one (1) of your Decayling students is potentially unstable and must be terminated from the Decay Lord program.” Galyn read the letter, then re-read it, making sure that he was reading it correctly. He then read the letter a third time, before scrunching up the letter and throwing … Read more
Kairos as tempted to scream as the frozen water unexpectedly poured over him, but he had to restrain himself, lest someone else heard him. That being said, the last thing Kairos expected as he set foot back into his old universe was for a torrent of icy water to land on his head. “What is … Read more
The metal door slammed shut with such ferocity that the door frame was still shaking. Vibrations travelled down the corridor, making other doors shudder as well. Kairos couldn’t help but wonder what he had done wrong, but was also wondering just how much the room on the other side of the door was shaking. “That … Read more
“Arkay, can you help me with something?” Litvir awkwardly nudged the door open, his hands preoccupied with heavy text books. He slipped through the gap he made, before straightening himself out in the middle of Arkay’s room. “I could have opened the door for you, you know…” Arkay tutted, sitting calmly at his desk doodling … Read more
Retvik yawned as he stretched his arm out, being mindful of the two beings sleeping with him. As the fog lifted from his mind, Retvik took a moment to try and remember what had happened, and why he was sharing a hastily made bed of blankets and pillows, snoozing under the dim, reddish lights of … Read more
“I want to go home.” Kairos stood in front of Itaviir’s desk, waiting for a response. It had taken the Time Drake a few hours to actually build the courage to come in here, but now that he’d said it, he had a mixture of both relief and dread running down his armoured spine. “Oh?” … Read more
“Ooh! Cake!” Galyn couldn’t help but smile a little at how happy the three Decaylings all seemed. They had just finished a brief quarantine period and, for once, everything was somewhat okay. To celebrate, Galyn had ordered a very nice vanilla cake, complete with a large array of confectionery and chocolates. But the cake was … Read more
“What do you mean, quarantine?” Litvir grunted as he watched Vikalos tape plastic sheets to the doorway. “What do YOU mean?” Vikalos asked back. “We need to undergo quarantine for a bit.” “Why? What do you mean by quarantine?” Vikalos grunted, stopped what he was doing and tapped on his wristband. “Definition of Quarantine: A … Read more
“I feel like I have been repeatedly bashed over the head with a frying pan…” Relkir grunted as plates of food appeared in front of him. “Too much for my small Rethan brain to handle.” Only a few hours ago, Relkir and his fellow Divine Guardians had experienced a rather traumatic event, followed by a … Read more