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Atticus [BL]

“Evil God of the Universe, You are in every space and time. Present in every dimension of reality and govern the darkness of our world. Oh, almighty Atticus! Hear our plea and grant us your presence tonight, awaken my Lord!” The rain had completely stopped and the strong gale had subsided into the fading raindrops. The night had turned eerily silent and only the sizzling and cackling of the fire entered their ears. Suddenly, they all felt like floating from their feet despite setting foot on the watery, hard ground, as if they were traversing into space. The darkness of the night gradually turned darker, enveloping them, morphing into everyone, like a void eating them slowly. Sequentially, their breathing turned oddly slower. Despite exaggeratedly inhaling air to breathe, it was to no avail, as if a higher entity was limiting them from breathing. Nolan felt his throat and tried to open his mouth to gasp more air but failed. Everyone but him was in a state of indignation and panic as they struggled to breathe to fill their lungs with air. Nolan tried to calm his heart. He closed his eyes and stopped inhaling air in pure panic, instead, he put his heartbeat and breathing into a rhythm. It was hard at first, but after a minute, he found his breathing gradually went stable. His whole being was in pure anticipation of what was going to happen next. After a couple more minutes, the storm completely subsided, the night turned to normal. Nolan remained standing, taking in his surroundings with his eyes closed. Everything turned silent. The eerie atmosphere and the crackling of the fire from the hay figure didn’t even enter his ears. Nolan waited for a couple more minutes, his breathing turning normal. He was reluctant to open his eyes, afraid he might ruin their ritual. “It’s alright now, Young Master. You can open your eyes now.” Nolan’s breathing hitched. He jolted on his feet as he fluttered his eyes open. “Atticus? W-why are you here?” The butler, standing in front of him, a raincoat hung on his arm, smiled. “I am everywhere, Young Master, in order to best serve you.” **** Atticus, a demi-god from the underworld, was cast out of his parents' realm and banished to the human world. The reason? He had yet to give them any grandchildren. Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction and is purely the product of my imagination. Any resemblance to real people, events, or beliefs is entirely coincidental. The intention is not to disrespect or diminish any faith or tradition, but rather to explore ideas within a fictional context. Reader discretion is advised.
lazyferret · 11K Views

TORBELLINO

En un mundo fracturado por la eterna pugna entre los habitantes de Aeterra y los Obliterantes Indómitos, las razas luchan por preservar su existencia. Sin embargo, más allá del horizonte de lo conocido, emerge una amenaza insondable, antigua y devastadora. Su llegada no es silenciosa: pasos cristalinos y abrasadores anuncian su avance, mientras la sombra de su influencia altera la esencia misma del lugar. Un grupo de individuos, unidos por una frágil alianza y una misión incierta, se adentra en el abismo de lo desconocido, pero en constante exploración. En un terreno plagado de oscuridad viva y peligro palpable, deberán enfrentarse a fuerzas implacables que van más allá de la violencia física, retando sus mentes, sus principios y sus propios corazones. Entre mares embravecidos que ocultan horrores en la negrura del enjambre, y en los pasadizos sofocantes donde el aire mismo parece conspirar contra ellos, por cada paso, por cada avance, les acercará al momento de la verdad. La verdadera prueba, sin embargo, no será empuñar sus armas ni resistir el veneno del entorno, sino enfrentar las decisiones que podrían quebrar el delicado equilibrio entre el deber, la supervivencia y la humanidad. Mientras las tinieblas se ciernen y las acciones salen a la luz, el Torbellino se convierte en el símbolo de una realidad que no perdona errores. Es el principio de unos cuantos más. Esto es más que una lucha por la supervivencia. Esto es el preludio de un destino irrevocable, el primer eco del fin.
MAFER · 720 Views
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