A Great One is a superior being, above all levels of existence a human could even hope to achieve. Merely learning the eldritch truth around these great beasts could drive a man mad, so that his mind could be used to help another begin to learn that same truth. Insight is a measure of knowledge of the unknown. The more you know of this, the more you can hear, even see things that weren't normally there. Creatures seems to gain a voice, babies begin to cry in the abyss, and lord forbid you pass a certain point, creatures like the Amygdala become visible. You are a Great One, more specifically, you are the Moon. You were rebirthed in this state after slaying Flora, the one previously in this position. Now, you watched the years-no, the millennia pass, as you grew, clueless of the world outside, and growing more and more. It seemed you had been forgotten by the humans you were once one of. Then, one day.... somebody prayed to you

New cover is designed by Tumblr user @nalina-nw If you had to summarize the previous five years of your life into one word, to encapsulate squidnapping, murder, imprisonment, survival, and forced evolution in order to see the next day, it would simply be "torment." You were supposed to just be the average inkling, Y/n L/n, known by many as the secretive, small-time singer Seaside, known best for his hidden identity and performances by the street, in garages, bars, wherever one could stop to listen and give money. Those days came, and before you could learn to appreciate them, they were gone, just like you were that fateful day you woke up away from home, just like the day you were banished to the oceans and the dangers of the planet 4546B, and just like the day you finally returned home, five long years later, to a world once familiar... In case it's not obvious, this is the rewrite to A World Once Familiar. I plan on expanding upon the main character (who I call Harbor Maria in place of Y/n L/n), Agent 3, and improve several scenes, as well as give the whole story some much-needed polish and a touch of my more modern writing.

My name... is Peter Parker. I was bitten by a radioactive spider. And for 2 years I've been the world's one and only Spider-Man. I'm sure you know the rest. I fell in love and I saved everyone again, and again, and again, got attacked by a psycho guy with a cane, ran from the psycho guy with a cane, was saved by a girl who appeared in a flash of weird light- and.. well.. and then she said some words which made everything from then on completely unpredictable.. "I ask of you once more.. properly this time... Are you my master?"

Cover art by @ActuallyAleister, sprite edited in by me The Ultimate Academy for gifted juveniles. A strange, almost foreboding place. A place where a grand total of 17 students have been gathered. A place where hope thrives, and talents are nurtured. A place where despair rises, and talents are murdered. Meet Y/n L/n, the outlying 17th student. A boy who hides his talent away from the prying eyes of his peers, while struggling against the odds and staying alive as those around him are slowly brought to untimely deaths. Deaths that must be solved, lest you face it yourself.

Cover designed by @Imitoni A world of water is the worst an inkling can ask for. Then again, so is being kidnapped by a species long thought extinct. Many misfortunes have fallen upon rising singer Seaside, known also as Y/n L/n. All that's left of those days now is a battle-worn, quiet inkling, bearing grisly scars unheard of in his kind's history. He survived, keeping several years of logs in the PDA he received, eventually returning home, to a society he was unfamiliar with. Living in a hostile environment on your own is hard, but living in a society you are a stranger to may just be harder, without the right help.

This is a sequel. While not required, it is recommended to read 'A World Once Familiar' before starting this story. Cover made by @Imitoni You were Y/n L/n. An Inkling, survivor of kidnapping by humans and stranding on the planet 4546B, eventually conquering the planet at many costs. A long battle with PTSD, caffeine addiction, and trauma awaited your return home, a battle aided by new friends and a love of your life. It was enough to fill a book. But it was not enough. New situations located in the outskirts of the Splatlands called you from home to new people, new situations, and new mysteries swarming you alongside old passion and that inexplicable gap in your memory from 7 years ago... ... You were Y/n L/n. An Octoling native to the Splatlands just hoping to make a steady earning by salvaging scrap alongside your lifelong partner, affectionately called Little Buddy. A single movement in the nearby town of Splatsville, however, disrupts that dream of thriving. Before you can help it, you are sucked into a group dedicated to saving the lands, leading you deeper and deeper down a spiral into the pasts of others, and the traumas locked deep inside your own mind. Maybe, just maybe, they would lead to the days before you woke up with no memory, and a crippling fear of the water...