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A Golden Path: Design 3.6 (ch. 29)

“Damn bloody slavin’ pirate merchant cunts. Can't do a damn thing right in Essos. Can't make a decent cup of wine, can't worship the right gods, and they can't even fight a war properly,” Robert groused, looking up at the hill that they were meant to take on the Bloodstone island of the Stepstones. One of the largest islands that actually had something resembling nature beyond the dull ba...

The Good Life: Bad Blood (ch. 109)

“I should be out there,” Zack muttered to himself, a foot bouncing as he watched a video feed of the monster- the WEAPON breaching the water and attacking Junon. The city was nearly destroyed just by the tidal wave that its arrival brought, and from the drone footage he saw someone using an Ice Materia to do what they could to stop it. 

A sense of uselessness overcame him as he c...

The Good Life: Kaiju Fights (ch. 108)

I was a thirty year old man, and wisdom came with age. I wasn't the eighteen year old boy I once was, shaking his fist at an unfair world, angry and disappointed that it didn't live up to my expectations. I had spent a year cultivating a fight that saw the destruction of my world in nuclear hellfire, another year in an entirely separate post nuclear apocalypse hellhole, and then another year pl...

The Good Life: Hello and Goodbye (ch. 107)

“Don't be so shy, Tifa,” I said as Tifa sank along my cock, burying every inch of it into the depths of her slick embrace. She audibly swallowed a low moan when my cockhead rested at the door to her womb, with the walls of her pussy twitching around my length. “It's hardly like Cloud will learn about this.”

The remark had the intended effect as her pussy squeezed down hard enough ...

The Good Life: Curtain Call (ch. 106)

Patreon has some issues with this chapter, so to avoid it being dinged, the link below will take you to the Word doc of chapter 106.

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Legends Never Die: Rome (ch. 141)

Four years. It was strange to think about at times, but it had been seven years since he decided to take his chance to make a fortune in the military. Three years for the grand conquest that forged an empire. And it really spoke to how ridiculous of a feat that was because the four years spent in the Mediterranean had only been a fraction as successful. 

For some, at least. 

Legends Never Die: Days Gone By (ch. 140)

Another year came and went, marked by the birth of my third daughter, Zahra. Her siblings welcomed her into the world, proving very protective of their newest sibling, as did the realm. It was the second year of my reign over all of Scandinavia, and things had begun to settle, to a degree. Though some things, not so much. 

The Khazar threat was nullified with a timely death, splinter...

Legends Never Die: Pawns on the Board (ch. 139)

The Council had gathered, the debate had begun, and what a web of intrigue Morrigan saw from above. Threads connected to everyone in the grand hall -- those who were allies, those who had accepted bribes, those who feigned friendship even as they reached for a dagger to stab the other in the back… for a moment, it was as if she were in Constantinople all over again. 

Siegfried had ...

Legends Never Die: The Games We Play (ch. 138)

Ragnar lunged with his sword, going low while raising his shield high. I batted the blade away with my own shield, countering by swatting at his leg with my blade, but he’d learned his lessons well and withdrew the leg and tried to catch me as I overextended. Good instincts, but a poor idea given that I was twice his size and had a hundred pounds on him. It was an instinct born from sparing w...

A Golden Path: Design 3.7 (ch. 30)

It was strange what caught your attention when one was fighting for their lives, Rhaegar noted, his blade slick with blood, his armor caked in mud, and the sounds of screaming echoing out all around him. He had taken a blow on the arm at the elbow, and one of the chain links seemed to have broken with one link poking through his gambeson and pinching his skin. He was aware of the frigid wetness...

Best of Intentions: The Monster You Created (ch. 32)

The old Simulacurum trick. The favorite bait and switch of the upper class wizards, as the spell was almost designed around the idea of sending a copy of yourself into the waiting arms of a blatant trap to see what happened when it was sprung. And, in this case, it allowed me to pick up various amounts of information. 

Firstly, it lured them into a false sense of security as they led...

A Golden Path: Design 3.6 (ch. 29)

“Damn bloody slavin’ pirate merchant cunts. Can't do a damn thing right in Essos. Can't make a decent cup of wine, can't worship the right gods, and they can't even fight a war properly,” Robert groused, looking up at the hill that they were meant to take on the Bloodstone island of the Stepstones. One of the largest islands that actually had something resembling nature beyond the dull ba...

Best of Intentions: Mr. Fear (ch. 31)

To my immense surprise, my arch-nemesis didn't immediately trust me enough to give me full unrestricted and unmonitored access to a laboratory. Which was both irritating and slightly reassuring that all this wasn't wasn't a case of the blind leading the blind. Or, rather, morons leading morons. 

I was escorted into what was once a dungeon based on the various shackles on the wall and...

Announcement: Taking off 23-30th

Hello everyone, this is an announcement that I'll be taking next week off. Originally, I wasn't planning to, but there were some changes to Thanksgiving plans, and it would be easier for me if I took the week off. I was already planning to take a week off at some point because I wanted to prepare for Best of Intentions ending in a few chapters and get ready for the next story, so it all kinda w...

The Good Life: Kaiju Fights (ch. 108)

I was a thirty year old man, and as such, wisdom came with age. I wasn't the eighteen year old boy shaking his fist at an unfair world, angry and disappointed that it didn't live up to my expectations. I had spent a year cultivating a fight that saw the destruction of my world in nuclear hellfire, another year in an entirely separate post nuclear apocalypse hellhole, and another year playing a ...

The Good Life: Hello and Goodbye (ch. 107)

“Don't be so shy, Tifa,” I said as Tifa sank along my cock, burying every inch of it into the depths of her slick embrace. She audibly swallowed a low moan when my cockhead rested at the door to her womb, with the walls of her pussy twitching around my length. “It's hardly like Cloud will learn about this.”

The remark had the intended effect as her pussy squeezed down hard enough ...

The Good Life: Curtain Call (ch. 106)

This chapter got dinged by Patreon for reasons that are less than clear. I think I have an idea of what it could be, though, and I wasn't able to finish editing the chapter to smooth over the problematic bit. Also not sure why only one post of this chapter got dinged, but whatever -- I just work here, man.

They also only care if its posted directly to their website, so until the chapter ...

The Good Life: Showgirls (ch. 105)

Slowly, Tifa opened her eyes and was greeted with the sideways view of a small field of flowers. Her mind was clouded by sleep, but she knew that this wasn't her bed back at the 7th Heaven. It took a moment for things to come into focus, but when they did, she saw the dilapidated walls and a collapsed pew, telling her that she was in a church of some kind. With a low groan, Tifa started to pick...

Legends Never Die: Days Gone By (ch. 140)

Another year came and went, marked by the birth of my daughter, Zahra. Her siblings welcomed her into the world, proving very protective of their newest sibling, as did the realm. It was the second year of my reign over all of Scandinavia, and things had begun to settle to a degree. Other things, not so much. 

The Khazar threat was nullified with a timely death, splintering the horde...

Legends Never Die: Pawns on the Board (ch. 139)

The Council had gathered, the debate had begun, and what a web of intrigue Morrigan saw from above. Threads connected to everyone in the grand hall -- those who were allies, those who had accepted bribes, those who feigned friendship even as they reached for a dagger to stab the other in the back… for a moment, it was as if she were in Constantinople all over again. 

Siegfried had ...

Legends Never Die: The Games We Play (ch. 138)

Ragnar lunged with his sword, going low while raising his shield high. I batted the blade away with my own shield, countering by swatting at his leg with my blade, but he’d learned his lessons well and withdrew the leg and tried to catch me as I overextended. Good instincts, but a poor idea given that I was twice his size and had a hundred pounds on him. It was an instinct born from sparing w...

Legends Never Die: Quieter Times (ch. 137)

Jill smiled as she heard the squeals of children's laughter echo through the halls of the palace, looking up from another letter in a pile thick enough to serve as armor just in time to see Magnus and the others burst into her office and rush to shut the door behind them. 

“Raaahh- oof!” Siegfried roared, his face hidden by the maw of his wolf mantle, his arms raised up ...

Best of Intentions: The Monster You Created (ch. 32)

The old Simulacurum trick. The favorite bait and switch of the upper class wizards, as the spell was almost designed around the idea of sending a copy of yourself into the waiting arms of a blatant trap to see what happened when it was sprung. And, in this case, it allowed me to pick up various amounts of information. 

Firstly, it lured them into a false sense of security as they led...

A Golden Path: Design 3.6 (ch. 29)

“Damn bloody slavin’ pirate merchant cunts. Can't do a damn thing right in Essos. Can't make a decent cup of wine, can't worship the right gods, and they can't even fight a war properly,” Robert groused, looking up at the hill that they were meant to take on the Bloodstone island of the Stepstones. One of the largest islands that actually had something resembling nature beyond the dull ba...

Best of Intentions: Mr. Fear (ch. 31)

To my immense surprise, my arch-nemesis didn't immediately trust me enough to give me full unrestricted and unmonitored access to a laboratory. Which was both irritating and slightly reassuring that all this wasn't wasn't a case of the blind leading the blind. Or, rather, morons leading morons. 

I was escorted into what was once a dungeon based on the various shackles on the wall and...

A Golden Path: Design 3.5 (ch. 28)

The view of Casterly Rock hadn't changed, and the lack of it almost felt like a betrayal in Jaime Lannister's mind, as he looked on from above at the training yard that was filled with knights teaching their squires. It was full day and night since the Royal Wedding, where the Westerlands had been amongst the first to be eliminated from the Melee and that was an unacceptable humiliation in the ...

The Diadochi (Historical: Alexander IV SI)

“You misunderstand me,” The boy spoke with an unnatural authority that didn’t at all match his stature as a four-year-old child. “I refuse to leave my fate in the hands of others. I will join you in this campaign.” He uttered the words like it was already decided, looking up at him with unblinking eyes that burned with intensity that belonged to a soldier who knew that death was close...

The Good Life: Hello and Goodbye (ch. 107)

“Don't be so shy, Tifa,” I said as Tifa sank along my cock, burying every inch of it into the depths of her slick embrace. She audibly swallowed a low moan when my cockhead rested at the door to her womb, with the walls of her pussy twitching around my length. “It's hardly like Cloud will learn about this.”

The remark had the intended effect as her pussy squeezed down hard enough ...

The Good Life: Showgirls (ch. 105)

Slowly, Tifa opened her eyes and was greeted with the sideways view of a small field of flowers. Her mind was clouded by sleep, but she knew that this wasn't her bed back at the 7th Heaven. It took a moment for things to come into focus, but when they did, she saw the dilapidated walls and a collapsed pew, telling her that she was in a church of some kind. With a low groan, Tifa started to pick...

The Good Life: Reunion (ch. 104)

“Ohhh~! Is it finally time to set off the fireworks?” Jinx asked, her eyes dancing with delight as she twirled around in her bright blue and pink dress on top of the railing that overlooked her slice of the slums. She had done pretty good for herself, I could admit, feeling some pride as I leaned on the railing, making Jinx flip over me with fluid grace. “We can finally head home?”