Ninety-Six teeth
The awful weapon you bear
My faces now yours.
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Yysuf stares at the sky, his eyes wide in horror. The gas giant he has thrived his entire life on has opened its lungs. The clouds that once shrouded the entire world in darkness has been consumed by light. A hole in the heavens punctures the eternal void, and the stars and suns that no civilian were aware of shine like the flames of demise.
No one has touched solar radiation. Screams pierce Yysuf's hearing, but nothing... nothing was more painful than the silence of the massive music box in the center of his home. Behind all the cries for mercy in the genocide, the silence agonized the creature.
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Once upon a time, a red king ruled Tharwa. Despite his red eyes, the people considered him benevolent. They fed off of music and soul. One day, a hole in the sky broke open, and a traveler came from another world. The traveler and his people were disgusted by the citizens of Tharwa. Ninety-Six steel teeth plucked, and Tharwa fell to ruin. In the emptiness of the void, the traveler used soul to build a New Tharwa. Power, however, is finite. The traveler vanished. Then his son. One person every year, a faceless corpse left behind. New Tharwa still thrives thanks to its infinite power. I can still hear the king's cry for mercy- his heart beating like a waltz.
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The Windmill's Keeper
Mystery / ThrillerAfter losing his job, protagonist Aurim takes a farming job in a successful city called Tharwa, the brighest city in this shrouded planet. As he learns about the culture and lifestyle, he notices something off after finding his acquaintance behind...
