A hammer, flung from afar, plowed into the Dark God’s side before he could block it. The impact knocked him and Trynaught off the mountaintop. Both tumbled down its craggy slope.
Thor retrieved Mjolnir and then went after the Dark God, inte
The archangel Michael sat in the chamber which once belonged to his deceased master. His hands and feet were bound by links of enchanted iron forged by Ogun. The self proclaimed ‘Judgment of God’ looked sullen, defeated and small despite being
A billion Trynaught replicas, armed with Ogun-forged portable plasma cannons, flew toward a massive pearl-covered gate adrift in the void. The opalescent pearls layering the gate, however, were not merely decorative. Each pearl contained a gener
Power. So delectable. Delectable as the spherical food product I hold in my grasping appendage…hand. The product’s outer coating is roughly textured, yet soft to the bite. Sweet juice
Director Shasta, his personal Manu assistant and two of the Researchers assigned to monitor the Test Chamber recovery stood outside Supervisor Ono’s Work Compartment Door as a Security Officer tried to open it. Annoyed with the failed attempts,
Two Local Standard Hours later, Project Leader Alicechild sat in the Main ConMod Seat overlooking her two researchers as they stood before the Main Hardlight Console and the forward bulkhead in viewing mode.
The Engineer’s Wardroom was filled with exotic smells which caused Alicechild 88130’s salivary glands to involuntarily react as she entered. Normally, she took her sleep intervals in her rented dwelling in the Industrial City of New Sparta. Alwa
Sybil started the car and drove off the end of the road. The ground was packed hard enough so she didn’t worry about getting stuck. However, she still drove carefully.
As they got closer, Sybil began to feel a strong wave of nausea.
“This place doesn’t have a name, ma’am. We’re just a shell of a town, a representation of middle America. Come on into the office, there’s chairs there where we can sit,” invited Earl.
Once they were settled, Earl said, “Why don’t you let me tel
Sybil awoke to streams of light through the dusty windows. She rose and wiped away the dust from the panes to see if anyone else was around but found it deserted outside. While standing at the window sill, Sybil noticed there were no sounds comi
Sybil knew setting off for Reno in the middle of the night probably wasn’t the best of ideas, but the daylight-bright lights of Las Vegas left visitors and residents alike with the impress
The banquet hall was festooned with colorful paper lanterns and fairy lights. The color red predominated the room, supported by yellows and greens. The head table sat on a dais at the back of the room, fronting a large picture window. Smaller ro
Thia Wayan stared at the people eating dumplings at eight o’clock in the morning. Yes, she was in China, and when in Rome, yadda yadda. But still… Dumplings?
Existence. What does it truly mean to ‘exist’? It is the question mortal creatures take for granted. Those incapable of conceiving of such a question carry on with their time doing on
Awaking once more with a loud scream, Sergeant Maresh sat up gasping and shuddering. Covered in sweat, he looked about confused as to where he was. What he saw in the low candlelight was a sumptuous bedchamber. Beneath him was a fine cotton-filled ma