Steve Series AU's And Oneshots

Tales of old, repeating recreations ☀️

This chapter has swearing in it.
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It was supposed to be normal. Well as normal as it can be when you are thrown into a new world. A new world with no other humans.

With another dominant bipedal species. And this species all being called "Steve" in some odd way... is that their one of their taxonomic rankings...

Species would likely be what chromatic colour they are
Genus, what chromatic group
Domain... hmmm

Wait. I've gone off topic.

Anyway. It was supposed to be normal.

That was until the orange steves decided to try and use their creativity to recreate one of the monsters I told them about.

Now, I don't know why in the names of the gods they would do this. I don't think I would choose to summon creatures, no not even creatures, monsters from myths if I didn't think they were real.

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"And so they entered the cave. Finding it lush with sheep. Enough shep to feed their fleet

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"Oh, look! There he is! Sabre!"

"Uh, hi guys. What 'cha doing?"

A familiar group of orange steves stood, some catching their Breaths after running to catch up to him. However, they all seemed excited.

"Sabre- ah uhm... how do I?"

"Sabre, we were wondering if ypu could tell us stories from your world!"

"Stories, an epic poem or myths?"

"Hmmmmm... happy?"

"Myths, please!"

"Ok...

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Of course they took me retelling the story of Polyphemus and decided "you know what, let's summon the cyclops! With his club!" "Yeah, nothing will go wrong." I cannot believe the amount of mental gymnastics it would take to-

Dodge, dodge. DODGE!

I am still not used to fighting like this...

I don't think I can kill him though. Maybe...

That could work. He doesn't seem to notice the steves after all!

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"And so he called himself "Nobody" -"

"Wait so- this mystery person is called "Nobody"..?"

"No, "Nobody" is not his actual name-"

"Then what?"

"Let me finish telling the story and you'll find out.

Anyway, he claimed his name was "Nobody" to the cyclops Polyphemus..."

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A loud roar from the cyclops made any lingering unarmoured steves move to shelter. Some behind armoured colourless guards, some in houses, few behind trees and other buildings.

Fear was growing, unease running rampant and anxiety spreading between the hiding groups.

Fuck.

Move!

The ground may have cut my skin slightly from that dive, but it's nothing like being hit by the cyclops's club.

"Where are you?!"