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Snail Mukbang

Shadoww

Hi, I’m Liam Remmick, and this is the story of how I killed my father, Steve Nazar—a total douche bag. If you’re gonna listen, I better start from the beginning. Don’t worry about spoilers; I don’t care if I ruin a thing or two. My mom, Shayla Remmick, left me at a young age, and I’ve been fending for myself ever since. She died when I was ten, so yeah, you can guess the rest. Unlike other kids with amazing dads, mine’s an absolute asshole. He fucked my mom, rejected her when she got pregnant, and then tried to eliminate us. Nice guy, right? Mom died protecting me from his assassins. Father of the year. After her death, I bounced between foster homes until they got tired of me. Now, I live in a cave with bats instead of cockroaches—it’s a win, right? I’ve learned to handle them. When I’m not eating bat meat, I hunt for mushrooms, snails, and wild boars—though I’ve only caught broken bones so far. Don’t judge me; I’m an eleven-year-old living alone. ……………………………..✍️ A blond-haired man in his fifties stands combat-ready, wielding a sword against a grey-haired man. The grey-haired man, Seth, has a one-bladed scythe floating beside him. “Each time we do this, you’re always the one on the ground. Don’t you think you should give up?” Seth asks, smirking. “This time will be different. I’ll wipe that smirk off your face, Seth,” Steve replies. Their blades clash, sparks flying as they exchange blows. “You’re still as reckless as ever, Steve,” Seth says, dodging a wild swing. “And you’re still as arrogant,” Steve retorts, landing a kick that Seth barely blocks. The two combatants dance across the battlefield, their movements lightning-fast. Seth summons a swirling vortex of shadows, attempting to ensnare Steve. But Steve counters with his “Ten Thousand Swords” technique, unleashing a barrage of sword strikes that shred the shadows. Seth leaps back, avoiding the attacks by mere inches. “You’ve improved.” Steve sneers. “Not enough to take you down?” Seth smiles grimly. “We’ll see.” With a swift gesture, Seth unleashes a wave of dark energy. Steve counters with his sword, channeling a burst of light energy. The two forces collide, unleashing a shockwave that shakes the ground. Their battle rages on, neither warrior yielding. …………………………….. ✍️ Welcome back. This story isn’t about them; it’s about me. You’ll meet them soon enough. So, do I have your attention? Good! Isn’t this a story you want to see to the end? Let’s begin. Oh, and this story’s called Shadow.
Chime_Chinonso_ · 4.8K Views

Indenture

Gazing lifelessly down at the thin Japanese sword in her clenched hand, the fifteen-year old's dull brown eyes followed each drop of crimson liquid hang off the tip of the sword and land soundlessly on the ground. "Celestia." The voice of a familiar creature reached her human ears. Her gaze trailed up to meet her masters pair and this initiated his anger but she remained emotionless as he began to complain. "What the hell was that just now? I've been training you for the last ten years and I don't remember you fighting with the speed of a snail. I wouldn't have been surprised if these weak demons killed you." The straight black strands of Celestia's silky hair sway slightly under her hood as she stepped off the pile of dead bodies. The sharp weapon she summoned earlier transformed into light, allowing itself to be absorbed by the tattoo on the palm of her hand. The male glared as she disregarded his last words and spun on her heels, intending to leave the sickening scene. "How many times have I told you to not act like that towards me?" His form materialised in front of her, this allowing his long fingers to wrap around her neck. Celestia choked as her body was driven back and smacked against one of the trees in the vast forest. He released her once her face grew pale and watched smugly as she coughed and desperately inhaled as much as oxygen as she could. She bowed stiffly towards her master as soon as she managed to sort herself out. "I apologize, Zerro." His lips formed into a cruel grin and he unexpectedly planted a kick in her stomach causing Celestia to hit against the rough bark a second time. "You are just a weapon…nothing else." ------------------------------------------------------------------------ During a majority of her life, Celestia suffered through misfortune after misfortune, thanks to the demon, Zerro, who tricked her into creating a contract with him. When Han, a new student transfers to her school, he makes it his mission to help lift away her suffering. Will he succeed or will Zerro stop him from doing so?
KHRIKY · 150.1K Views

GATTICAN DRIVE

Wealth. Fame. Authority. Power! For those brave enough to step onto the road to divinity to traverse the nine realms, all these and more are within reach, provided they have the luck, skill- "Wait, wait wait, What? The road to divinity is closed man, that's not what the story's about. Oh whoa, I get my words in quotes in the synopsis? Cozy." ...True. Then something more like.. In a city nearly consumed by anarchy, a piece of a treasure map left behind by a master thief silently vanishes from within a locked safe- "Nope." A mysterious stranger offers passage out of a dying realm to whoever wins an exceptionally dangerous race- "Stop, stop, I mean, yeah that happens, but you're doing it all wrong, my guy." Ok, then what do you suggest? "It's an action story." Sure. "The people came here for one thing:" ...Acti-? "BULLETS." Um, "So we give them Bullet points in the synopsis." There's not actually an option for bullet points on the websi- * Gun toting gnomes: CHECK * Gum chewing succubi: CHECK * Speech impediments: CHECK * Black Holes: CHECK * Skyships: CHECK * Gods: CHECK * Snails: CHECK * Teenagers: CHECK * Gas masks: CHECK * "You're courting death!": CHECK * Frog beastmen blood mages with off brand batmobiles: CHECK * The meaning of family: CHECK * Racist middle aged women: CHECK * Child abuse: CHECK * The apocalypse: CHECK * Literal waterfalls of bullet casings ejected from hot, steamy guns (in your area, sign up now!): CHECK * Some chick named Holliday: CHECK * Swearing in at least three(3) languages (build your vocabulary!): CHECK * Existential dread: CHECK * Heroes of destiny: CHECK * A flying motorcycle that can rewrite the laws of nature and ignore causality: CHECK * A good old heaping scoop of violence: CHECK "And that's just what we got in the first realm. We got a whole eight more to go! So suck your thumb and stick it in an electrical outlet baby, this is GATTICAN DRIVE!" A dark comedy/ action epic set in a science fantasy world about a reality-altering motorcycle and its riders, narrated by a cynical, irresponsible, immature and petty disembodied voice that’s more interested in turning the whole thing into a slice of life than in any of the plot I described above. Updates... when I stop freaking out about editing and avoiding plotholes. The narrator’s whims will inevitably cause the story to follow a giant, diverse cast, so romance and sexual content, if there ever is any, will probably involve LGBT+ characters as often as straight characters. Content can range from laughably happy go lucky to cry yourself to sleep tragic. This story is set in the same universe as my other story, Death Quest.
Dualbee · 12.3K Views

Blue Steel

A great calamity forced majority of humanity to hide on underground shelters in order to survive, with the exception of maritime forces underwater or those out in the open sea. While the humans were waiting for the surface to become "liveable" again, a group of shadow-like entities took over a quarter of earth's maritime forces. The ships they took over were upgraded drastically and Although they were few, they quickly eliminated major harbors and land settlements thru surface and intercontinental ballistic missiles. Military forces stationed at the north and south poles rallied together for one final stand. Unfortunately, they terribly lost the war. They were clearly overpowered. Before retreating, they heard a voice saying "Heed my words. Stay underground and spare yourselves from death. Struggle and you shall die" Sixty years later in an underground shelter, Blake Fier couldn't endure living underground anymore and planned to try his luck by going up in the surface. What greeted him were crazy adventures and countless struggles for survival. But just as when he and his comrades thought they had a chance of taking back the surface for all of humanity, they discovered that this simple invasion by the shadow-like figures was way too far from being simple at all. I'll introduce a touch of Fantasy on this novel which revolves around ships. I hope I will make a good book out of this. Chapters will be Slow, like a running snail. Comments on how to improve and criticisms about my mistakes are greatly appreciated. Bad comments regarding slow update speed will be met with a "I swish my cape at you" treatment. - The Running Snail
TheRunningSnail · 5.1K Views
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