A man in his twenties was practicing his form in the courtyard. He had graceful movements that few could compare to. At this point, he had already started building a name for himself as a prominent fighter. His name was Lau Ki Young, and he had been summoned to this world more than two years
Note: I’ve just released a new Pokemon fanfiction and the new Undying Empire artwork has been completed! The Pokemon fiction will be on RR when they approve it. POV: Sora (our Vulpes Founder) Recap: We learned of some shady stuff and more questions about Mia. We actually get to see statues of all Sora’s aunts
With a cry from the crowd, the townspeople started running away. The clan fighters surrounding the circle had formed into combat positions. I couldn’t understand what was going on. A demon? Who? Her? All I could see was a young girl that was now looking around in panic as chaos erupted around her. The young
“Let’s see – Tofu? Check. Fish? Check? Random green vegetables that all look the same but have different names? Probably got the right ones…Shiitake? Gross, but Kanade needs them for umami.” I spun the dried fungus in my fingers, wondering why such an ingredient existed. I never did like the rubbery texture of shiitake mushrooms,
The sounds of combat echoed through the forest – the crunching of fresh snow from muffled footsteps, the occasional clink of metal as blades met, the puffs of white breath from two bodies exerting themselves – Ludmila and I were currently engaged in a practice spar in the woods outside of town. The first coating
The wind blowing through the forest seemed to be laughing at me. I had been trying for over an hour to break the rock with no success. Lau sat himself on a low, flat slab and was drinking tea, paying me no mind as I struggled to even put a dent on the blasted boulder.
Happy Thanksgiving!! Hope you have a wonderful food day! I’m about to … hehe (stomach’s growling while I write this). POV: Sora (our Vulpes Founder) Recap: After the other council members left the room, most likely trying to organize their thoughts and remain calm, the party talked amongst each other about the Vulpes running the
The first impression that Lau had of the man named Claude Evers was that he was a complete mess when it came to combat. Likely owing to the strange abilities that he had and his occupation as a chef, the way he fought was terribly dangerous, both for himself and for others. Like a child
The rhythmic tapping of a pen was the only thing that broke the silence around the room. I looked around. Pictures of various classes adorned the otherwise plain walls. A middle-aged man with glasses and a slightly recessed hairline was flipping through a folder while I stiffly sat in a hard, wooden chair. I wondered
The plains on the outskirts of town thundered with the rhythmic footsteps of soldiers in full armor. The sight of hundreds of soldiers inching closer in the distance made the town guards nervous. Still in the process of development, the town of Faulkner had just recently stopped expanding its border. Makeshift fences and guard posts