Blast to the Brain

“For the one of you who hasn’t been here before, welcome to the Torn Islet.” Nyssi’s truck rumbled over a very rough, bumpy bridge that led to the large island. Really, it only just counted as an island, because the Asprokremmos river had split in two around it before rejoining on either side. But since … Read more

Enjoyable Carnage

“Damn, Retty’s having fun!” Elksia beamed as a torrent of fire exploded from a nearby hallway. “Ain’t seen him enjoying combat so much in a looooong time! Not since our DBA days!” “See, I used to watch those old exhibition matches from a tiny screen in the cave I spent years hiding in, and, thinking … Read more

Quick Unsettled Messages

Deathbringer: You there, Retvik? Flamebearer: I am, yes, but not for long. Have volunteered for a patrol mission. Deathbringer: Oh. Flamebearer: Is something wrong? Deathbringer: Yeah. Deathbringer: Ever since I read those stupid books Kinisis wrote when Epani was ill, I keep on getting random memories from my distant past popping up. Deathbringer: Like, really, … Read more

Awkward Morning Call

“Hey babe, what’s up? Long time no speaky!” Nyssi twirled around the house, letting her breasts flap about freely, only a pair of bright pink knickers covering her modesty. She’d gotten a phone call and had picked it up instantly. Normally her old buddy Kinigos was allergic to phone calls, so this had to be … Read more

Chat With A Fellow Mimic

Unender: Sorry for not replying to your previous messages. Deathbringer: No worries, I just guessed you were busy or something. You alright? Unender: I am currently in a hospital bed, recovering from a surgery to remove necrotic organs I accidentally created while shapeshifting, which was causing me so much pain I could no longer stand. … Read more

Discussions With And About Freakish Rethans

“I am so, so fucking stupid…” Elkay had been muttering those words for a while now, still under the effects of the anaesthetic drugs the medics had used on Elkay’s sudden surgery. He’d been conscious but numb and drunk, watching as two surgeons removed dead, necrotic organs from Elkay’s stomach cavity, organs Elkay had accidentally … Read more

Making Of Plans

Tenuk wandered around the room in his new, Beh’evok form, with blue skin, red eyes and dull grey armour, a short crown of horns sticking out of his skull and thick, stubby blades poking out of his forearms. “So, Ret, what do you think?” Tenuk asked, watching as the shimmering, permanently on fire Decay Lord … Read more

Potential Returns

Murdragon: Boss wtf Firestorm: What? Murdragon: Who the fuck is Soulsoother and why did they just post “yo dead server” in the Thantir Decayling General Discussion channel? Murdragon: wtf Murdragon: Who is Souldrainer and why the fuck did you just give them moderator rights? Murdragon: You just gave that little Retvik guy moderator rights too … Read more

Lying in Bed with a Death God

“Are you alright, dear?” “Ugh…” The God of Death was lying in Kuta’s bed, his head buried in pillows, his body obscured by sheets and blankets. Both he and Kuta had been rather busy over the last few days, and, weirdly for a deity, the Thantophor had been ill. “Arkay?” At the mention of his … Read more

Chilling with Kaytee

“So who let you two freaks wander around here alone?” Elkay glanced to his left to see who was interrupting, then rolled his eyes. “In all honesty, I fit in better around here than you do. I can at least make myself look like a standard Phantai soldier.” “Yes but then you would spend several … Read more

The Passing of Mur’Umvul

“Banikanspeak, the language of the Banikans, was created by the God of Death and gifted to the fireborn tribes when the Goddesses of Life and Space deemed the Banikans unworthy of speech. It is created from the Theoglossa, the language of the Gods, but written and spoken in reverse, a mockery of the Hellenic language.” … Read more

Decayon Recovery Ward

“Ugh… where am I?” Litvir sat up straight and tried to move his arm to rub his eyes and neck, only to find that his right arm was stiff and his left was wrapped up in some sort of medical device that was both drip-feeding him medicine and fluids and keeping a constant check on … Read more

A Desire To Leave

“I want to leave the Phantai.” Lightblade looked down at the small Decay Lord sitting on the other side of his desk. The last time Lightblade had heard someone say that to him, they had taken one of Lightblade’s best soldiers and left to form their own sect. Most of the Phantai were simple, happy … Read more

Love in a Temporary Home

Kuta tutted to themselves as they wandered around their temporary new home. Most Rethans lived in what were normally dubbed half-houses. Not because they lacked anything, but because they tended to have one and a half floors, with the second floor only covering half the area, generally above the kitchen and storage area, making the … Read more

Taken Into Care

No matter what Retvik did, he couldn’t cool himself down. He’d turned off the flames that rippled up his body, he’d spent a good fifteen minutes standing in the shower, he’d even stuck his head (and partially melted) the freezer in a bid to lower his internal body temperature, but no, Retvik was still sweating. … Read more