Northcoast Lumber

"Once upon a time..." "There was a young man named Fionn." "He was the king of the Hyperboreans, a civilization that thrived in the distant north of the world, where peace and harmony reigned beneath skies of eternal frost." "One day, during one of his habitual walks beyond the walls of his grand, crystalline castle, Fionn heard a peculiar sound—a sharp squealing that pierced the stillness of the white forest surrounding his domain." "Startled and alert, he gripped the hilt of his regal sword and followed the noise, his boots crunching softly over snow-dusted leaves. As he pushed through the pale foliage, the source of the sound revealed itself—a girl, cornered by a thur." "The creature was monstrous, towering over both the girl and Fionn himself. Its thick, gnarled skin was the color of ash, mottled with scars and patches of coarse, dark hair. A pair of jagged tusks jutted from its wide, snarling mouth, and its eyes glowed faintly, like embers in a dying fire. Long, sinewy arms ended in clawed hands that could snap trees like twigs, and its breath came out in ragged, steaming huffs, filling the air with a stench of decay." "The thur growled, advancing on the girl with a lumbering gait, its massive frame causing the ground to tremble faintly beneath its weight. Every instinct in Fionn's body screamed at him to flee, but he stood firm." "Drawing his sword in one fluid motion, the king lunged forward. With a single, decisive strike, he felled the monster, its roar silenced as it collapsed into the snow." "-Are you all right?- Fionn asked, his voice steady but gentle as he turned toward the girl." "But she didn't respond. She didn't even look at him." "Fionn frowned, puzzled by her silence. Perhaps she was too shaken by the attack to speak, he thought. Yet, something else caught his attention—something even more peculiar." "Her skin. It wasn't the pale, snowy white of the Hyperboreans. It was... pink. A soft, warm hue unlike anything he had ever seen." "-Ehm... I know this might sound a little inappropriate, but... where are you from? You don't look like anyone from here,- Fionn ventured cautiously, hoping for a reply. But still, she said nothing." "-Wait!- He suddenly realized, his eyes widening. -Could it be that you don't understand me?-" "If she didn't respond because she didn't know his language, then she couldn't be from Hyperborea—or even anywhere nearby. But where else could she be from? Beyond Hyperborea, there was only the vast, unending sea... wasn't there?" "-Could it be that she's from one of the other Nine Worl—- Fionn's thoughts were abruptly interrupted as the girl rose to her feet." "She stepped closer to him, her movements deliberate but strange, her expression unreadable. She—Oh!" ~Ronf~ ~Ronf~ ~Ronf~ "Looks like Artair is already asleep..." The mother lowered the book gently, a warm smile on her lips as she gazed at her son's peaceful face. "He must have played a lot today. I usually read him more of the story before he falls asleep..." Leaning over, she placed a soft kiss on his forehead. "Good night, my little Artair." With a quiet sigh, she tucked the blanket around him even more snugly than before, then rose from the bedside. Extinguishing the torch that lit his room, she left, closing the door behind her with care. In the dim stillness of the house, she paused, looking out through the small window at the darkened village. Her thoughts turned inward as she whispered to herself: "I hope, at least, that you'll be able to live a life free from war..."

He had decided to settle down, moved to the little quiet town that didn't even seem to be on the map, and got a job as a logger man. Everyday for the past 5 years he had been splitting wood to earn a living and had gotten really friendly and comfortable with the locals. He even had a wife and kid. One day he went to work like he did on every normal day, only this day is not normal. He's entire lumbering crew was gruesomely slaughtered at the work site. The Sheriff is adamant that Troy did it and he's got his man. While Troy has a different story. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• "We've identified and established a connection between all the victims recently found dead." Sheriff Berkeley stopped to get a good look at the officers around the table "each and every one of these victim has either communicated with Troy in the last five hours to death, or have a scheduled meeting with him in the next few after. I believe that Troy is our man and key to solving this case" he added, his words like a bomb to the officers. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• "Ann…I've got to go, Sheriff Berkeley would never believe. I've gotta catch them myself before this gets worse". The past has come to hunt. And it is thirsty for blood.

Once thought to be mere fantasies and supernatural phenomenon, magic had now become a tangible product of science and technology. Complex codes and groundbreaking energies had brought about an astonishing fusion of science and the supernatural, giving rise to a new generation of professionals—Magic Engineers. These talented individuals applied the principles of science and mathematics to harness magic and provide economical solutions to technical problems. Alexander, a brilliant young man, was a student at the world-renowned Institute of Magic Technology. He was recognized for his exceptional abilities in weaving mathematical equations into intricate magical incantations. As he neared his graduation, he developed an innovative creation—a multi-dimensional magic spell coded with groundbreaking energy equations. This invention, he believed, would revolutionize the field of magic engineering. However, at the grand presentation ceremony, a certain jealous student sabotaged his demonstration. With a swift, devious manipulation of the spell parameters, Alexander's groundbreaking invention went haywire, sending him spiraling into an unknown realm. The hall echoed with gasps as Alexander vanished before their eyes. When Alexander regained consciousness, he found himself in the heart of a dense, verdant forest. His surroundings felt eerily silent, except for the distant rustling of leaves and occasional chirping of unknown creatures. "Wait, what the fuck is that?" Alexander muttered, his eyes widening as he saw a colossal beast lumbering through the trees. Clearly, this was not Earth. There were two moons in the sky, and the animals were like nothing he'd seen before. Yet, the basic laws of physics seemed to be intact. The gravity felt familiar, and the air was breathable. Finding himself in an alien world, Alexander decided to put his skills as a Magic Engineer to the test. Using his scientific knowledge and magical prowess, he set out to understand this new world. He quickly discovered that this world too had magic, but it was raw and elemental, far from the coded sophistication he was used to. The local inhabitants, curious about his strange ways, soon noticed him. Throughout his adventures, Alexander not only solved the world's problems with his unique blend of magic and science but also endeavored to find a way back home. He battled beasts, unraveled mystical puzzles, and gradually unraveled the truth of this world. Meanwhile, back on Earth, the Institute of Magic Technology was thrown into chaos with the sudden disappearance of their most promising student. As they worked to uncover the truth behind Alexander's disappearance, they discovered the altered parameters in his demonstration. Realizing that Alexander might not be lost but rather transported to another realm, they initiated a full-fledged rescue mission. The story of Alexander, the magic engineer, is an epic tale of survival, magic, science, and a quest for home. It shows the power of knowledge and adaptability, demonstrating that even in the most unusual circumstances, the principles of science and magic could bring about solutions. As Alexander seeks a way back to Earth, he continues to mark his name in this strange new world, becoming a legend in his own right.

As zarvex lumbered after the foolish human that dared enter his forest blood was dripping from his jaws, the hunger rattling his chest, he couldn't wait to sink his teeth into his meal.Zarvex lunged forward as the dying human let out one last scream then silence soon after the sound of tearing and flesh and swallowing could be heard. he would never let others touch what he considered his, and he would never let anyone touch her. Will have a male yandere be warned

futuristic veering toward dystopia, but settles nicely into alien contact with a.i. as humanities copilot, opens on post resource wars earth with hybrid sentience becoming the new fashion and all the rage, lumbering depictions of the mentality reboot humanity was forced to undergo as a result of scores of near extinction level events brought on by their previously and completely ignorant corporate mores, foreshadow the invention of new technological deities discussing amongst themselves the potential fates mankind could choose from. several frames of reference are employed in telling this by way of a temporal divergence created by an alien race but mechanized by humans into their own more compatible form. highly cerebral intentions mingle with those of much more physical means and ends, while a small amount of poetic alliteration interspersed with utter logic drives most of the alien and robotic narratives, the human narratives mostly just evanesce, and sometimes balk, at the unwitting impulses of its creation.

A note left by a victim of the lumber jack

After waking up from their slumber, the entire world transmigrated to a parallel universe. Every adult automatically received a private plot of land, each of equal area. At the same time, a robotic female voice sounded. It told them that each person would be ranked and graded based on their farming process and harvest results. Then, they would receive their rewards or punishments accordingly. With that, humanity returned to the farming era. Li Tianxiang transmigrated over and awakened the Heavenly Market System. He discovered that his farm space was connected to other dimensions. This allowed him to bring in superior seeds, higher-leveled farming tools, and more powerful labor from other worlds…... As such, while others were still trying to cultivate their barren land, over a hundred orcs lumbered in Li Tianxiang’s farmland. While others were lugging over water from afar to water their saplings, Li Tianxiang was inviting the dark elves to help him dig the Moon Well. While others were building fences to increase the defense of their farmland, Li Tianxiang had planted rows upon rows of peashooters and potato mines. While others were struggling to expand their farmland, Li Tianxiang was sitting in his manor that spanned tens of thousands of acres.

When you can't tell who did it all, and there are many more promised, the need to catch him or her is of paramount importance. But how much more necessary is it to stop them when the last person promised to die is you? Kathleen has only so much time to find the killer. The race is on. Does she catch the killer? Or does the killer fulfill their promise? It's a rush to the finish.

After another long and exhausting day of work, the lonely lumber mill worker, Ren Weiss, misses the last bus back home. Without any other option, Ren ventures into the local the dark woods that separates his home and work. On the walk, he comes across a strange bar that he's never noticed before called the "Blue Moon!"

the two kids dispera and shakesmare run to find thier families in a terrain full of deead bodies and train lumbers many people were there dead and dying out of pain and noone to help them and to retrieve them

In the heart of a charming seaside town, a chance encounter sparks a passionate love story between a spirited heiress and a hardworking lumber mill worker. Allie Hamilton and Noah Calhoun are drawn together by an undeniable connection, but their blossoming romance faces challenges from societal divides and the looming shadow of war. Years later, as Alzheimer's disease threatens to erase their memories, Noah embarks on a poignant journey. Using a worn leather notebook filled with their shared history, he strives to rekindle the love of his life, reminding Allie of their summer's promise and the enduring power of their love story. This captivating tale is a testament to the enduring power of love, the bittersweet beauty of memory, and the fight to hold onto the one person who matters most

Are main character Kyran grew up in the united states, North Carolina. Growing up he had a split family, his mom and dad were divorced, he lived with his mom and his younger brother and sister lived with his dad. Krlan was a weird kid growing up he was always active and more muscular then the other kids but never knew how to properly communicate. He never had many friends the one friend he did have killed him self for reasons unknown Kyran claims he was happy but nobody really knows. Kyran was depressed with no friends and ready light novels and watched youtube everyday. He was forced to quit school and get a job when his mother got into a car crash and he had to live on his own. At 16 he had a job chopping trees at a lumbering company in his neighborhood he lived alone with his dad sending him 1000$ a month to live off of. Kyran died 2 years later in a street fight never really doing anything in his life, very uneventful very plain. The he was reincarnated...

I'm dying and in my last moment, I see a window saying do you want to enter a new world. I accept without thinking and imagine that I will transfer to another world and be like all the novels, being young and start again with new powers but what happened even exceeds my imagination and I read a lot of fantasizing novels. my wish to go to another world not happened, what happened is the world itself transforms and all the people enter a lumber sleep, for 1 year but because I was dying. I woke up 10 years later. and now everything has changed. new cities new knowledge, new technology, I will start my new life in the same world but at the same in a different world

Maria Elizabeth Perez is from a poor family.Living in a small house made of coco lumber with her mother and three siblings.They are from the city and she is studying right now in an public school. It's a summer season so she with her cousin and siblings go to the water falls far from their house.It is located in the middle of the forest. In their way home,she heard a voice of someone calling her.She can't stop the small voice and all she can do is to put her two hands in her ears.In just a snap all her siblings and cousins is gone.Her heart won't stop thumping so loud and fast until she step on a stone making her out of balance and fall in a swamp! She call for a help but no one is ther to save her.Then the small voice,she heard it again until she can't beath anymore.

A young adult wants to attempt suicide because he thinks his life is turning into a failure. Though he doesn't want to admit that he is becoming a failure who lives alone in a shabby third rate rented apartment. He is jobless and struggling to pay for his bills. He has a long messy hair, ungroomed beard and mustache, poor hygiene, and poor lifestyle he looks like a homeless man who's scavenging foods in garbage bins. The laptop he received from his parents when he entered college is the one and only treasure that he protects the most. It contains his life long dreams and goals in life but it also gave up and left him. It's his last straw of hope and it breaks. Without any reason to live, he decided to suicide. He wrote his last words and decided to post it in social media. He went to an Internet cafe near the apartment he's living to access the Internet and post his last words. He wrote his last words and scheduled the post at exactly 6pm. A couple of hours after his suicide so that no rescuers will be able stop him on time. Now he's out of the Internet cafe and he's on his way to his final moments. He felt that his every step gets heavier and all the memories from his childhood flashes one after another. He entered his room, he gets a stool and a blanket. He tied the blanket on one of the lumber from the ceiling near the door. He climbed the stool and he put his head inside a knot in the blanket and then he... He failed again. He's suicide attempt failed but something new opened up for him. An Opportunity from A Top Secret Organization. (Author's Note: Idecided na Tagalog nalang po yung story this time! Hope y'all like it!)

world of Aranthor, a land of magic and danger where life has evolved in the depths of the planet's mantle. The surface of Aranthor is uninhabitable, with raging storms and volcanic activity constantly wracking the planet's surface. But in the depths of the mantle, strange and wondrous creatures have evolved to thrive in this harsh environment. The underground landscape of Aranthor is vast and varied, with towering stalagmites and stalactites, underground rivers and lakes, and vast caverns filled with glowing crystals and strange rock formations. The creatures that call this world home are equally varied, ranging from small, scurrying insects to massive, lumbering beasts that can crush stone with their bare hands. The magic of Aranthor is woven deeply into the fabric of the world, with ancient runes and mystical energy sources powering the devices and machines that the inhabitants of the underground use to survive. The people of Aranthor are hardy and resourceful, constantly battling the dangers of the deep to eke out a living in this treacherous world. As you read of the adventure of a transmigrated earthling with a system for an unknown reason in Aranthor, he faces constant danger from the many creatures that call this world home. Giant worms burrow through the earth, seeking prey to devour, while massive spiders weave webs the size of cities to ensnare their victims. Even the ground itself is treacherous, with shifting tectonic plates and boiling lava flows constantly threatening to swallow you whole.

The sky fractured. Not a storm, not a meteor, but a deliberate gash ripped into the fabric of reality, spewing forth creatures of impossible scale. Titans. Their obsidian scales glinted under the dying sun, their guttural roars shaking the very foundations of the city. I was a speck, a terrified ant caught in the path of a raging inferno. Panic turned into a desperate scramble for survival. Families shattered, friends turned into collateral damage. The world we knew, the dreams we held, crushed under the weight of a primordial nightmare. My own loved ones – gone. Their screams, etched forever into a memory that would forever fuel a fire within me. We fought. We clawed. Humanity, dwarves, elves, goblins, even orcs – all united in the face of annihilation. Men piloted giant metal behemoths, their ingenuity a final defiant roar. Dwarven craftsmanship imbued these machines with teeth and claws, but against the Titans, they were mere toys. Elves wove ancient magic into living trees, colossal treants lumbering into battle, their branches whipping at the Titans' flanks. Futile. Goblins, those tinkerers of chaos, unleashed rockets that carved canyons into the earth, but the Titans shrugged off the explosions like mere pebbles. These weren't just beasts, they were heralds. The "Old Gods," they called them, creators of this nightmare. The Titans themselves - some screamed "Dragons," others "Demons," but the most chilling moniker – "Titans" – echoed through the ravaged streets, a name steeped in ancient fears and forgotten power. Then came the darkness. Not the night, but an oblivion that swallowed me whole. Not an end, but a pause. A flicker of defiance rekindled in the depths of my non-existence. My rage, my thirst for vengeance – an ember refusing to die. And then, a voice. A voice devoid of warmth, filled with the cold logic of a machine. "Arkhaic Records: Activation. The host selected, fight for survival begins." This wasn't the end. It was a rebirth. I was chosen, not just to survive, but to fight back. The embers of my spirit fanned into a raging inferno. This wasn't just about survival; it was about making the Old Gods pay, about carving a path back from the brink of extinction. The world may have ended, but my fight was just beginning.