There are many games out in the world, but I liked this one single game, the game which took the gaming community like a storm, everyone talked about it and everyone wanted to play it.
I was no different, I was just a girl who loved games, and yet somehow after two long years of playing the game, I ended up inside the game as a villainous extra with not a single line in the game's progression!
But that does not mean I am going to die like in the original! *******************The golden light enveloped everything as the red sun slowly rose. A woman stood amidst a battlefield painted red with the blood of many fallen soldiers and wizards. Her long black hair, which looked like a void, cascaded around her in the morning breeze, which carried the pungently sweet scent of death.
Her clear blue eyes, which resembled the deep and vast ocean, stared directly at the blonde man in shining armor. Her arms loosely hung as her posture stooped, she waved her two short, intricately designed black daggers dripping with blood at the man taunting him.
The blonde-haired, handsome man stared at her with his determined blue eyes as he pointed his big and glimmering sword at her.
The woman's stone-cold face slowly turned to a malicious sneer as she licked the blood in her daggers right before charging at the man.
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Allow me to introduce you to the multiverse theory, if you are unfamiliar with it. According to this theory, whenever the universe, or whatever the driving force behind it is, has a 'decision', it 'chooses' both. A universe is created in which you wear a red shirt today, as well as one where you wear a blue shirt, as well as one where you wear no shirt and get fired. This means that there are universes where what, here, are stories, movies, and comic books, are fact. The universes form an infinite tree, with infinite choices, all leading back to the first, paradoxical choice, whether the universe exists or not. But that's a story for another time. This story takes place in a universe almost exactly like ours, but angled a little towards the comics branch. A universe where Barry Allen locked up a little early, where the Kryptonian ship was slightly off with its calculations, where Hal Jordan never got to meet Abin Sur, and where Themyscira remained undiscovered. A world devoid of superheroes. Some things remain constant, however. This story begins with one man's madness.
*I do not own any of the characters in this story. I only own the storyline itself, and do not claim any character in this story as my own work*
Special thanks to my good friend, Priest, without whom the cover art would look like absolute garbage.
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Our world is full of secrets. Secrets that not a lot of people know about. Secrets that better stay hidden from the masses…
A highly organised terrorist group has gained in power for years. Infiltrating large companies, rebel groups, even governments… Eliminating this threat is the primary target of the top-secret, international organisation, the World Security Coalition. A new type of shadow warfare has commenced…
Dawn joined the organisation only several months ago, but already proved to be one of the most competent operators the WSC ever had. She is part of ‘the younger generation’, an initiative to recruit young-adults as new agents.
But defeating this new threat won’t be her sole struggle. Struggling social skills, teammates, and a recruit to work with, a feeling of guilt towards the only teammate that neared the term ‘friend’ and constant lying to her ‘normal life’ friends, one is even getting suspicious…
Is she physically impregnable enough to absorb all the pain of her wounds? Is she mentally strong enough to carry on this ambiguous life? Will she, get through this, or will she, only look through the pain?
At what cost will this all end?
(Sidenote: this story contains many genres and not one is disproportionately dominant over the others.)