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First off, I'm finished with my first semester of College, I guess by technical standards I "passed", not all that happy about it, but whatever. Second off, I am starting a new story thingy with one of my friends, I know I start too many stories and never finish them but I really like this one, it came to me in a dream. To me, as a writer, I think that is a sign to make it a real thing, so I am going to work on this alot before shelving it, and maybe even have this be the first real story I make. Guess we'll see in time if that becomes true, but I am going to work on factions and stuff for it and plan on having an over arching story soon. If it get's off the ground, you'll see an introductory short story like I do with everything else before I start a first chapter. I'm sure I don't have many people that care about my work here anymore though, as my work ethic for Deviant Art is near non-existent these days, but what the Hell, I suppose I could at least try to get this profile off the ground. Right after getting a Job, license, and other very important stuff. XD

The story is basically about a Medieval times that was drastically changed by an event which brought about steam-punk type of advancements and fantastical changes to the earth. These fantastical changes are, but aren't limited to: monsters, magic, angels, demons, dragons, and fairies. The friend helping me with this, and whom I will lean on for any semblance of concept art for these characters, is none other than :iconmirageenigma:. She is one of the more talented artists I personally know, among others, and I am grateful for all her help over the past couple years.
Moving on though, with the collaboration of my friend, I will attempt to bring this story to the light of DA in...the near future (not going to promise anything, and near future could mean anything from a year to a week so...yeah, let's go with that). I will make a promise though that this story will be told in pieces throughout the next year, and will probably not be finished by this time next year. In the mean time I will deal with school and work, so this will definitely be a nice leisure to my usual stuff. Anyways, thanks for reading this and I hope that this story actually get's off the ground. If you care as much as me, look for the name Gimmiren in my gallery later, because that is the name it is currently going by.
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  • Listening to: Dangerous by Big Data
  • Reading: ...huh, I should do that again...reading I mean.
  • Watching: Psycho-Pass 2 (amazing), Log Horizon 2 (enjoyable)
  • Playing: Fable 3, Battle Realms, & This War of Mine
  • Eating: I should do that again too...eating...
  • Drinking: Water, I'm forced to be healthy; fucking poverty

The gates to the dungeon deep inside the Vatican City opened with a rusty creak. The two Templars dragged their prisoner down deep into the confines of their most secret of areas. Their prisoner cackled like a madman as he said good bye to the light for what was supposed to be the last time. He rattled his chained up hands and legs as he pretended to be afraid. The Templars seemed mildly disturbed but tried everything to not show it. They dragged the prisoner down the hundreds of steps until they finally reached a straight hallway. “Oh come now brethren, at least pretend to play your part.” Reaper told them with a madman’s smile. “Would you kindly shut your mouth sir…” The right Templar said as he gripped Reaper’s left arm. “Who says kindly to a mad prisoner you milk drinker, if I was running this damned place you’d be executed on the spot!” Reaper exclaimed into the man’s ear. The Templar recoiled a bit in disgust before ignoring Reaper completely.

 “By the way, what are my charges? Am I a heretic, demon, witch, warlock; for there is a difference between those two, or am I just being unjustly tried?” Reaper asked his captors with a wild grin. Nobody answered him for a few minutes as they continued down the hall. “Well! Don’t make me start screaming again, I swear on YOUR God I will!” He exclaimed loudly, an echo sounded through the corridor. Reaper made a satisfied grin before staring down the man grabbing his right arm. “Hmmmmm!? Well, do I get a response!?” Reaper yelled at the man. “We are ordered to ignore you.” The Templar said simply. “Then why did the milk drinker talk? Perhaps because he is a milk drinker…” Reaper asked before thinking aloud to himself. “He is new to the Templar order, but I will make sure to tell the Bishop that he disobeyed orders.” The Templar answered. The young Templar cringed at the notion of being ratted out. Reaper leaned toward the youth after they made a turn down another corridor. “I’ll tell you what young man, how about I kill him before he tells Daddy on you? Would you like that?” Reaper whispered to the young Templar. The youth turned pale with fear, Reaper laughed loudly.

Before Reaper knew it, the two Templars carrying him opened a door and threw him through the doorway. Before Reaper hit the ground, two bulkier and stronger built Templars grabbed him and slammed him against a wall. Reaper grunted on the impact and got slightly dizzy; before he knew it he was strapped on to the wall with no way to move his hands or feet. “Well well, this is very uncomfortable.” Reaper said simply before someone carried a torch to his face. The torchlight took some getting used to, but when he was finally able to see; he saw a Bishop looking down on him. “Hello Death.” He said simply to Reaper, spitting out the last word like it was poison. “Hello, your holiness, or is the Pope only called that?” Reaper said with a smile, one of the Templars that pinned him to the wall punched him in the gut as punishment for talking. Reaper lost some breathe before looking back toward the Bishop. “You have plagued this land for far too long,” The Bishop started while unraveling a knife from a cloth. It was a knife that had a pale blade and a bone white hilt. In fact, Reaper noticed that it resembled human bone, and oddly enough had a golden border around the hilt and a sign of the cross. The Bishop continued, “It is about time that your reign and terror throughout this land came to an abrupt end.” The Bishop grasped the hilt with intent to kill. “So I declare in the name of the Pope and the God he serves that you, Grim Reaper of Death, be vanquished!”

The Bishop drove the blade into Reaper’s gut, blood seeping from the wound as he coughed. “Ouch” Reaper responded in normality. The Bishop looked stunned at his victim whom looked seemingly unphased. “Damn you holy kind and your furor. That hurt quite a bit you know? Of course, that sign of the cross didn’t do much, but slap that thing on a blade and you get something holy huh?” Reaper told him as the knife got pushed out of his gut while the wound regenerated at a frightening rate. The Bishop backed away, recovering from the shock he had. “How could you possibly survive that? What are you!?” The Bishop cried out.

“I am Death, you said it yourself.” Reaper answered as he rolled his neck to get slightly more comfortable. “That name answers all your questions.” He added before hearing an audible crack from his neck. Reaper gave a sigh of relief before looking back at the Bishop. He still looked surprised, if not a little stunned, by the fact that Reaper is still alive. “Don’t make that face, it makes you look pathetic. You got any other ways to try and kill me or are you done? If you are done, you should start making more plans, because I guarantee that all the ones you have thought of won’t work on me.” Reaper told him with a sigh of disappointment. One of the Templars punched him hard in the face, probably hoping that’d work. Reaper’s head hit the wall hard with a massive cracking sound, as if his neck snapped. Reaper's head slumped down and a little bit of blood tricked down his neck from an open wound. The Templars smiled as if victorious before Reaper rolled his neck again to try and crack it, the wound there already healed. “That hurt more than the knife, believe it or not.” Reaper said before a symphony of cracks sounded from his neck; relocating it in it's proper place. He made an audible sound of enjoyment at all the cracking before looking at the Bishop. “So, what now?” He asked, genuinely curious. The Bishop gathered the two Templars, whispering for one to go report to the Pope and the other to ask for other torture methods that might be available. After they left he looked at Reaper.

“You won’t be set free; we will just have to try something else.” The Bishop told him. Reaper smiled, “Oh good, I was hoping this would last longer than it did.” The Bishop walked over to Reaper grabbed his chin to look him dead in the eye. “We will see if you can last the punishments we will give you, as we won’t stop until you either break or die.” The Bishop told him, Reaper smiled in response. “We will see who dies in my time here, and we will see who breaks first. Will it be your weak willed men and the torturers, or will it actually be me?” The Bishop scowled at Reaper before letting him go and preparing to walk away. “One more thing Bishop, before you go, and this come from me as the Angel of Death and not as a madman.” Reaper told the Bishop before he opened the door. The Bishop turned to look at him from the corner of his eyes. “Here is something to ponder; I am not as evil as you think I am, quite the opposite actually. You see Death as evil, when it is the best thing to happen in nature.” Reaper told him with a strong voice. The Bishop didn’t respond before opening the door and walking out. “Think of me as God’s Hand!” Reaper added before the door closed behind the Bishop. And so started the first day of the yearlong torturing that Reaper would endure with a smile on his face and a cackle before grace.

First Day of Grace
This is Reaper, I've been trying to figure out how to introduce him properly for a while, then I remembered that he is actually imprisoned by the Templar order for a while, so I thought "Why not start there?!" I think it came out well, shows his more chaotic side. This is one of the main characters in my S.Y.S.T.E.M. story. Oh, and this is in the Dark Ages by the way, right at the start of the Black Death.
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I want to get back into writing again, I really do, but college is bringing me down. So, I have some stories I have been inspired to work on, and if possible I want to finish them to a point that they could be called a book/story. One of them you can find on my profile page Messenger and Shadow, as I want to build on the idea I had in that one. Some people seemed to like it alot, so I feel like I should start on that story. The other one I want to do is something I thought of before but didn't want to build on till recently. This is mainly because I watched the movie "Interstellar", which if you've watched "Inception" it's like that but in space and even more mind fuckery. One of the topics in "Interstellar" though, and a certain friend might know what I'm talking about here, is different dimensions. So the 5th dimension and anything beyond that.
In this new story I'd like to cover the 6th dimension (oh yeah, pulling out all the stops) and the 5th dimension. Now for those of you who don't know what those dimensions are, I will explain. 5th dimension is the perception of time while living in alternate timelines constantly, this could be explained as a character from "Men in Black 3"; Griffin. The 6th dimension is a dimension where you can travel through alternate timelines, and even to alternative possible timelines. This is one step further than Griffin from MIB, this is a creature that can change the past and future. So, now that you kind of understand the concept, I have a story based around a single person that is being guided by a 6th dimensional being, what this being is trying to do is stop the universe of all dimensions to be destroyed, and the only way for the 6th dimensional being to do this is guide a 5th dimensional being that is near the epicenter. If the 5th dimensional being fails, it tries again and again and again until it get's it right, each time in an alternate timeline. As you can never get to the end of alternate timelines, this being has an infinite amount of tries. You can read a sort of demo of the story now, it's called End of Light
Alright, I have to go right now, need to get to school. This is what is coming up though, look forward to it if you care enough.
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Everything around Lumina was burning in the fires of destruction as she struggled to remember what to do. She heard children and their parents screaming as the hellfire of the universe decided to turn their attention on them. The capital of the planet Solaris was turning to ash before her very eyes. The tall structures that saw the birth of nearly every galaxy of the universe and the symbols of faith all being torn apart as everything was destroyed without prejudice. This planet, these people, have all seen the coming and going of every great civilization that has ever existed. In their time they have ignored the many wars and the great judgements that shaped and destroyed galaxies, all for the sake of recording the history of the universe. Now it seems that they are the final target for the coming storm, a darkness that swept over the entire universe only to find the scholars of Solaris next. The only way to stop this destruction was in Lumina's mind, but she couldn't remember. She couldn't remember! Lumina screamed in anguish and shame as everything burned around her.
"I told you this would happen, your scholars brought this upon themselves!" A man behind Lumina shouted while coming down from his transportation. He stepped off the disk before it whisked away into the ashes of the capital. "Shut up!!" Lumina screamed at him. He smiled, chuckling until it became maniacal laughter. "You are so naive! You really thought you could stop me? Now nobody will be able to see what lies ahead, your great civilization has laid here this entire time and didn't do anything with their powers to save the struggles of the universe, this is your fault!" He shouted at her while walking closer and closer. "I said shut up! You have no idea the feeling we have to go through by leaving the universe be! The great observers we are, it pains us to see all the suffering, for we have seen it all." Lumina said with tears running down her face. "I am not the naive one," she continued as he was standing above her "you are. You have no idea what you've done, what you've started."
The man laughed loudly. "I know exactly what I've done! I've revolted against God!" "You've revolted against Nature itself!" Lumina screamed as she looked dead into his eyes, her eyes were blood shot and red from all the crying. "There is no difference!" He proclaimed. "Nature will always stop evil, nature will always destroy anything that tries to outbalance it. Don't you understand!? This has happened throughout the course of history! The many races of the universe that have tried to out balance nature, you have no idea what you are doing!?" The man gripped under her chin strongly, her neck vibrated has she breathed heavily. "Yes, I do know what I'm doing, and I've made sure of your little nature's involvement. Nothing is going to stop the reign of this empire, I will take over this reality and move on to the one you live under." Lumina's tears dripped down his hand as he lifted her up.
"Darkness is what comes next, I have seen it." She told him, he smiled. "Oh really? I'm sure that is but one of the possibilities." He said calmly. She shook her head, "No...you are doomed now, this universe will be destroyed because of you. Because of everything that has transpired in your wake... Nature has given up." Lumina said before grabbing him closely and showing him. She showed him images of the near future to him, letting him watch what would happen next with the inevitability of it all. "I don't understand... You are lying!" He screamed at her before pushing her away. "I am not! That is the future in but ten minutes! You thought we stayed here because we wanted to, we have been protecting the most evil thing in all of nature, and you are about to unleash it!" A cracking sound rippled through reality that was deafening to everyone. Lumina and the man doubled over. "No...I was wrong, that was the future in two minutes." Lumina said, her heart dropping.
The man looked at her while bringing out his weapon, a blaster the size of his small palms. "Don't you dare move, tell me what's happening." He demanded. "I showed you, it was the concept that has lingered through out every belief ever made. The end of times always has it's harbinger, a force of evil that is nothing anyone has ever seen. That force is finally awakened." Suddenly darkness clouded the burning skies and every fire was extinguished. A cackling laughter boomed everywhere. It was like the universe itself laughed at the return of an old friend. "FINALLY!!" The voice said, it was deep and monstrous, something that anyone would recognize upon hearing it, but nobody would know without hearing it. It was sweet and sadistic, yet yearning and playful.
Lumina cried as all her old memories came back to her. "Oh no...I-I failed. I'm so sorry." A shadow started to kill everyone around her, including the man next to her. A spike of pure darkness pierced his hearts and disintegrated him. The shadows shifted and turned around her, avoiding her and killing everything around her. Not just the people, the plants and the buildings, all turned to darkness and were torn to shreds. No screams were heard anymore, only death and the sound of destruction. A shape formed in front of her, she knew who it was. "Oh sweet Lumina, you failed yet again. When will you learn?" It said before stroking her sharp cheek. She recoiled, but did not pull away. Just the shadows being there meant it was all over. "I did not choose to try again, I did not choose to live like this." "No, you didn't, and I'm so sorry for that. You know what happens next don't you?" It said with a widening smile. "Yes...you win." "Oh, you don't have to tell me, I already know." It told her before stabbing her like everyone else. Lumina took a panicked breathe while tears rolled down her cheeks. "How do I win...?" Lumina asked the shadow as she saw herself disappearing. It chuckled like it was it's favorite joke. "Like I'd tell you, foolish girl."
After that, everything went dark and the universe was destroyed just like the hundreds of times before that. Lumina disconnected from her body and witnessed it all, the shadow that awakened tore through planets with such speed and intensity. Everything in the universe swiftly became infected with the shadows, seconds after they were destroyed. Gone, only leaving the shadow in his playground. It has won, the universe was gone, and Lumina saw the last shining light like every other time. "It's time once more, you must try again." the light said, shadows accelerating towards it. "I don't want to go through this again, so much pain." "All pain is meaningless, you are going." The light said forcefully. "Why!?" Lumina screamed. "Because you were chosen." The light responded plainly. Lumina couldn't say anything, she wanted to die so badly, a painless and beautiful death. Why....why... The light shined brightly before everything went dark again.
Lumina woke up in a small village with a roof over her head. She was in a bed and the light of the neighboring red star Akir shone through the windows. "Lumina, honey, food is ready for you. Come now, it will get too warm to eat if you don't get over here!" Lumina blinked, processing who's voice that was. It clicked, "Alright Auntie, I'll be there in a minute." She got out of bed quickly and got dressed in the traditional wear. When she got to the table her Auntie smiled, "Sounds like you had another rough dream last night, was about that boy you told me about yesterday?" she hinted with interest. "No...I don't remember what it was about actually. All I know is that it was a bad dream, and I don't want it happening again."
End of Light
With destruction and fire raining down on the universe, only one person could possibly save us all. Too bad she has failed, and all must return to darkness once more.
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Can you hear the roses fall, or the wind cry
Feel his cold steps move forward
Do you hear the rhythm that he bleeds to
Finding your heart to sing to
Living the life he needs to
He is dancing now, laughing at mortality
You can hear his happiness through the air
As the party continues, and you drink the wine
Living the life he intended for you
But the dance has long since been over
And he has sent you into the deep slumber
With a loving kiss and dance to bid you adieu
Live to die
Die to live
But in your life don't forget Death
As too many others have forgotten already.
Falling Rose Petal
I was thinking about Reaper on the way to the usual place I rest at the College. Thought of something that might describe Reaper in some context, but it seems I failed to shove in his joking nature. Oh well, what a pity, still came out better than I expected.
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First off, I'm finished with my first semester of College, I guess by technical standards I "passed", not all that happy about it, but whatever. Second off, I am starting a new story thingy with one of my friends, I know I start too many stories and never finish them but I really like this one, it came to me in a dream. To me, as a writer, I think that is a sign to make it a real thing, so I am going to work on this alot before shelving it, and maybe even have this be the first real story I make. Guess we'll see in time if that becomes true, but I am going to work on factions and stuff for it and plan on having an over arching story soon. If it get's off the ground, you'll see an introductory short story like I do with everything else before I start a first chapter. I'm sure I don't have many people that care about my work here anymore though, as my work ethic for Deviant Art is near non-existent these days, but what the Hell, I suppose I could at least try to get this profile off the ground. Right after getting a Job, license, and other very important stuff. XD

The story is basically about a Medieval times that was drastically changed by an event which brought about steam-punk type of advancements and fantastical changes to the earth. These fantastical changes are, but aren't limited to: monsters, magic, angels, demons, dragons, and fairies. The friend helping me with this, and whom I will lean on for any semblance of concept art for these characters, is none other than :iconmirageenigma:. She is one of the more talented artists I personally know, among others, and I am grateful for all her help over the past couple years.
Moving on though, with the collaboration of my friend, I will attempt to bring this story to the light of DA in...the near future (not going to promise anything, and near future could mean anything from a year to a week so...yeah, let's go with that). I will make a promise though that this story will be told in pieces throughout the next year, and will probably not be finished by this time next year. In the mean time I will deal with school and work, so this will definitely be a nice leisure to my usual stuff. Anyways, thanks for reading this and I hope that this story actually get's off the ground. If you care as much as me, look for the name Gimmiren in my gallery later, because that is the name it is currently going by.
  • Mood: Daily Needs
  • Listening to: Dangerous by Big Data
  • Reading: ...huh, I should do that again...reading I mean.
  • Watching: Psycho-Pass 2 (amazing), Log Horizon 2 (enjoyable)
  • Playing: Fable 3, Battle Realms, & This War of Mine
  • Eating: I should do that again too...eating...
  • Drinking: Water, I'm forced to be healthy; fucking poverty

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I am more of a literature person, but every now again I will make some sort of drawing (And won't post it). I am also a decent poet...imagine that. I am currently working on my S.Y.S.T.E.M. idea right now. I will work on other projects later, but will not work on much otherwise. As for the Profile Picture, I wear a hood too much...enough said.
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