(21 votes) (4.71)
“Well Katy, when you’re right, you’re right” the Yuki-Onna Co-founder Fubuki proclaimed.
“I know right!? I suppose you also heard of his success with one of our spectral children, it was one thing to have him return her to us so quickly, it was another to return her in much brighter spirits than I had expected” the Echidna, and Founder Katy declared with a large grin.
“Yes, yes, well I suppose we can keep him, he’s very gentle despite a forced circumstance” Fubuki giggled an inside joke to herself.
“What’s that suppose to mean? I certainly hope you weren’t bullying him already, I kind of want to keep him you know!” Katy scolded her partner.
“Oh~ I was just testing him is all, nothing ecchi I promise…well nothing to report in public at least” Fubuki hinted.
“I sure hope you keep your antics to a minimum this year Fubuki” Katy sighed.
“No promises~” Fubuki replied while sticking her tongue out at Katy.
(9 votes) (4.89)
The fall of an Empire, the scourging of a continent, the despair and starvation of the deeps… A Paladin, A Handmaiden, A Pilgrim and the Daughter of a Fallen God, their seemingly hopeless quest becoming more desperate before they can even leave the Westerlands. The Grand Lodge of the Resonant, the titanic source of the Resonant’s reality-warping power, lies fallow and silent, The Logos Mnemosyne still cloistered with her oldest friend, Samuel the Caladonian, as he desperately searches for some knowledge of the past that can tip the balance in the favour of those still Loyal to Maou, Tyris and Ammit. As the burden borne by Reitia, the Rafnsdottir, becomes more and more evident, can her sister Jelena offer her any succor?
(13 votes) (4.92)
“Hey Rinata?” I ask almost timidly.
“You seem real nice and sweet and trusting- but what would you have done if I was like…..I dunno….some rapist or serial killer?”
“Why? Did you plan on taking advantage of me?” she teases.
“No…no, I…” I stammer nervously.
“Relax- you don’t have that kind of darkness about you. We’re usually alot better than humans about picking up on those sorts of things.”
“Yes….also it seems as though rapists and serial killers don’t read the Want Ads anymore. At least the one I put out.” she joked.
I smiled weakly as I put my shirt back on.
“Not to mention I’m a lot stronger than I look. Now I have a question for you, Gunnar.”
“How do you know I wasn’t going to drug you and ship you off to some hyper-aggressive ogres or Amazonesses as their sex slave?”
“That would make on hell of a letter to Penthouse Form…” I contemplate.
This earns a hearty chuckle from Rinaata.
(12 votes) (4.33)
Twenty Years has passed since the Apophean Eclipse, where the world once again was thrown into chaos by a confluence of realities. Locked in an interminable stand-off, Gods, Humans, and Mamono can do little more than hold the tenuous balance of the cold war which has gripped the known world since the Fall of The Raven and murder of Nagarani Lyssa, and the assumption of the Thrones of Hamunapt, Heliopolis and Memphis by Apophis, now styling herself as God-Queen, the Serpent of Midnight. In Caladon, the Taurean Jelena, only daughter of Horus and Hathor prepares to undergo the rites which will anoint her as a Handmaiden in service to her mother, making her a Priestess of Ammit in her own right. And amongst it all, still as inscrutiable as ever, the mysterious form of the girl Reitia drifts, orphaned daughter of Lyssa and Corvus, now ward of the leaders of the Ammitian faith. But peace so tenuously won cannot last forever, and the Agents of Apophis stand ready to strike. But even their guile must wait upon the Will of Ammit, who holds the very keys of death in her taloned hand, and history shows that she is not shy about unleashing the teeming dead when an irritant becomes too annoying…