(GTS) Here are some short stories that I have made when I have had the time. Please enjoy.
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In the city of Havenbrook, people go about their day under the blue sky that seemed to go on forever. The walls of the city surrounded it on both sides, protecting the people from the dangers on the outside. They smiled and went on about their day, unaware of the danger lurking on the horizon.
Little did they know, a colossal storm was brewing beyond the city's protective walls. Dark clouds billowed in the distance, carrying an ominous energy that foretold the approaching chaos. Unseen by the blissful inhabitants, the tempest gathered its strength, poised to unleash its fury upon the unsuspecting Havenbrook.
As the hours passed, the weather shifted, and a chill wind swept through the city streets. The sky transformed from its tranquil blue into an ashen gray, suffocating the sunlight that once bathed Havenbrook's bustling squares. A hushed unease settled upon the people, a collective shiver running down their spines, instinctively sensing something amiss.
Whispers spread like wildfire, and anxious glances were exchanged. Eyes darted towards the distant horizon, searching for answers that eluded them. But there was no time for speculation, as the first gusts of wind transformed into a howling gale, battering against the city walls.
The ground began to shake with rhythmic booms that knocked people off their feet and made the tall buildings crumble. The once cold air became lukewarm as a mysterious musk ran through the city. The howling winds soon turned into a hurricane, and those hurricanes soon began to part as a massive wall of silver tore through the powerful winds.
"What the hell is that?" the people asked from inside the city walls, their voices filled with awe and terror.
"It's gigantic," someone gasped, their eyes fixed on the colossal sight unfolding before them.
"Oh gods!" another exclaimed, a mixture of disbelief and fear in their voice.
"We should run! Now!" a man shouted, gripping his daughter tightly, his urgency apparent.
As the monstrous silver entity approached the city, the magnitude of the impending danger became increasingly evident. Yet, amidst the chaos and confusion, a realization dawned on some keen observers.
"It's a woman," someone whispered, their voice tinged with astonishment as they looked up at massive breasts that tore through the clouds up above.
The land was covered in her shadow, the silver armor she was wearing made her seem like a warrior goddess that descended from on high. Her form made everyone wonder what was going to happen next. The people of Havenbrook stood in awe, their gazes locked on the towering figure before them.
The colossal woman stood with an air of majesty and power, her presence commanding the attention of all who beheld her. The intricate silver armor she wore gleamed in the sunlight, reflecting the radiance of her enigmatic being. Her every movement exuded strength and grace, like an ethereal warrior stepped out of a myth and into reality.
