This book is a collection of story ideas and snippets I've made and come up with, with each chapter being either a new story or continuation of another in this book.
Disclaimer: This is purely a work of fanfiction, any characters, settings, picture...
The smell of ash and blood greeted your nose as you groggily blinked awake to the most painful migraine of your life as light and smoke stung at your eyes. Hissing in pain, your cradled your pounding skull and groped along the ground trying to orient are yourself, barely able to see anything save for your own blurry reflection in the murky puddle on the ground as you got to your knees.
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Y/n: Ughh my head.
Groaning, you wearily blinked through the pain and soon the blurry spots in your vision began clearing up only to stare uncomprehendingly at everything about you. Instead of cozy beddings of your latest bedmates' tavern room, you awoke to find yourself surrounded on all sides by a scene straight from nightmares. The walls looked more made of flesh and sinew than wood or stone, while fire and smoke roared across large swathes of the floor and cast the entire room in a bright sweltering haze.
Y/n: What the?
Confused, you stood up and took a step back away from the heat only to feel something squish beneath your boot. Glancing down, you cringed in disgust seeing some deformed looking tadpole smeared across your heel with even more writhing from where a large basin had been knocked over amid the chaos. The leaking fluids caught your eye as you followed the trail of wriggling larva down to a prone bleeding figure.
Y/n: Oh hells, hold on I'll help you.
Panicking, you began looking around for anything you could use for first aid. At first it was impossible to anything through the smoke and rubble, however after a bit a glint from the corner of the room caught your eye as you scurried over and began rifling through the debris. Reaching into the pile was retch inducing as cinders and slime stained your outfit's sleeves, but you pushed through it to grab hold and yank with all your might, being rewarded as stumbled back to your feet holding a dirty but otherwise unassuming lute.
You stared blankly at the instrument and received a soft pleasant melody as you gave it a gentle strum.
Y/n: Perfect!
Nodding seriously you swiftly weaved through the fires and tadpoles and knelt beside the prone figure only to find the blood stain had grown significantly. Knowing you didn't have much time you braced your hand against the man's side and rolled him onto his back, only to reel back in pale faced terror at the horrifying visage that awaited you. You'd never seen a creature like this in any of the cities or towns you'd performed in, but even then the purple skin and maw of tentacles clawed at the memory an old tale you'd heard long ago, of an aberrant monster from beyond the material world that feasted upon the minds and free will of all peoples.
Mindflayer
Your stomach lurched in fright but it appeared the creature was already dead, thank the divines. Wiping your hands, you cautiously backed away from the fallen horror as if it might still spring up and strike, however the moment you did you fell to your knees clutching at your face as SOMETHING lurched inside your head. It was vile, repulsive, and you could feel it squiggling behind your eye as you screamed in pain.
