Welcome to my site! Here you can find some of my creative writing projects. Their genres are mostly within the bounds of fantasy and science fiction. Be warned that I use this blog to publish the beta versions of my stories and web novels, which means that they often require further corrections, proof reading, or occasional revisions.
If you wish to read a more polished version of my stories—or just don’t want to get confused by any of the sudden changes—I’d suggest heading to my profile on Royal Road Legends. But be it on RRL or on this site, I appreciate any suggestions and constructive criticism about my work. Typos pointed out to me are also welcome.
Shoes, slave of Miranda Alexia Dawngrove, finds a secret passage beneath his Mistress’s mansion. However, it leads nowhere. Not willing to believe that his discovery bore no fruit, Shoes uses whatever free time he has to chip away at the brick walls. He spends the week hoping that the tunnel is actually leading somewhere.
Shoes, slave of Miranda Alexia Dawngrove, finds a secret passage beneath his Mistress’s mansion. It leads nowhere. However, Shoes discovers that the wall is damaged at one section. Someone was obviously trying to dig their way somewhere. Hoping he would find a way to escape, Shoes continues chipping away at the wall.
Shoes, slave of Miranda Alexia Dawngrove, finds a secret passage beneath his Mistress’s mansion. There is a hole at the end of the corridor, which leads to a dark chamber. Brick walls, low ceiling, the room’s only feature is a stone altar in the middle. It’s not the escape route Shoes hoped for, but he is happy with his discovery nevertheless. The room could be a perfect hideout.
Shoes, slave of Miranda Alexia Dawngrove, finds a secret chamber beneath his Mistress’s mansion. At first glance it seems to be empty, but he notices a straw mattress in one corner. There is a slave uniform on the makeshift bed. As he picks up the clothes, a small wooden figurine falls to the ground. Rough shape, amateurish carving; it’s the exact copy of the statuette Shoes has in his pocket.
“If you are reading this, my fellow Player, you must have successfully survived your initiation to this world. You have been tested in lots of different ways, whether you knew it or not.
You woke up in the middle of nowhere, alongside with several strangers. No one told you anything, but you were forced to adapt quickly if you wanted to survive. It wasn’t enough to find food and shelter; soon after waking up, your group had to face your first—and hopefully not your last—fight together.
Sounds familiar? I’ve been in the same boat.
Now that you reached a town or a city, you may think that the difficult part is over. But believe me when I say this: your struggles have only just begun. You see, they didn’t bring you here just to see how well you can survive in the wilderness on your own. They weren’t testing how good you are at fighting monsters. All they care about is how you use your Abilities. Should you try to settle down and live a peaceful life, sooner or later you will find yourself forced out of your comfort zone. If you are unprepared when that happens, you will most likely die.”
– excerpt from the preface of “Guide for the Niazian Empire’s new Players”
by Lord Randel, Imperial Beastmaster
year 3536 After Cataclysm
Welcome to the world of Fantasiaia, a world full of magic, epic monsters, heroic battles and more! It’s the new, cutting edge VRMMORPG world what everyone has dreamed about!
And now welcome Markus Fickus, your average young man in our average and boring world! He was just an ordinary man, until one day, something changed his whole life. As he ate his breakfast on that fateful morning, little did he know that he would choke on his coffee and die—just to be reincarnated in the world of Fantasiaia!
“Wait, what?” Mark said, looking up from his bowl of cereal. He didn’t follow the script properly, and forgot to prepare his coffee.
“I thought Fantasiaia was a VRMMO,” Mark muttered as he made his way to his coffee machine. “How can someone reincarnate into a game?”
Of course, what Mark didn’t know was that logic and reason didn’t matter. It was magic! Besides, everyone loves virtual reality stories and reincarnation novels. So why not have both?
Mark shook his head sadly, but prepared his coffee in silence. When he finished, he looked up at the sky—and saw only the dull white ceiling of his apartment. He felt utterly cheated that the last thing he would see in this world was the peeling paint on the wall.
“They are not paying me enough for this,” Mark grumbled, then drank up his coffee.
And then he died.
PS: I found the cover art on THE INTERNET. By no means will I tell you the artist’s name or give any credit to them, but I let you know that the image is not mine. Naturally, if the original artist asks me personally, I will remove the picture.
PS PS: New chapters come out every day! At least, until I run out of pre-written chapters. Each chapter will be between 500 and 200000 words long. (Probably closer to 500 than 200000, though.)
PS PS PS: Some authors try to find an appropriate cover image for their novel’s title. I found an appropriate title for the cover image!
PS PS PS PS: Let the fun begin!