- Invitation Status
- Posting Speed
- 1-3 posts per week
- Slow As Molasses
- Online Availability
- Quite often
- Writing Levels
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Advanced
- Preferred Character Gender
- Primarily Prefer Male
- Genres
- Dark Fantasy, Fantasy, Zombie, slice-of-life survival, Post Apocalyptic, Cyberpunk, Sci-fi, High Fantasy, Modern, medieval
As the kids ran to Hannah, Shadow got a magnificent idea. "I call upon thee, Sword of Dreams, from the hands of the Lord of the Holy Fire, PURGE THIS SPIRIT!" he yelled, and thrust his hand forward. A long, white blade shot from his hand with the speed of an arrow and pierced Keagan through his chest.
The Demon looked shocked, and then collapsed into ash and smoke.
Harri sat down.
Raikoh looked at the pile of ashes on his floor. "And I just fucking swept." he said, annoyed.
The Demon looked shocked, and then collapsed into ash and smoke.
Harri sat down.
Raikoh looked at the pile of ashes on his floor. "And I just fucking swept." he said, annoyed.