Would you sacrifice what's precious to you in exchange for power? In the seemingly ordinary city of Gradmid, there is mysterious tree that is said to grant magical abilities to those who present an offering. However, the offering must something of value to the person, and the more valuable the offering is, the more powerful the ability will be. Since the power granted is based off the offering, it's advised that you choose your offering wisely. If you're unsure of what to do, feel free to ask previous visitors about their experiences. They'll be more than happy to share their tales of love, loss, life, despair, and, most importantly, acceptance.

Staci Valun, hotshot detective for the Intergalactic Federacy, finds an unusual number of bombs planted near their office after they discovered scandalous government secrets. Against their better judgment, they have to accept a place in the witness protection program. That includes an annoying guard, Mr. Zebra, following his every step, and living on a new planet. To their dismay, at the dead-end of the universe, full of noisy creatures. Earth may not be ready for the high-tech alien duo in hiding. And Staci would prefer fighting a horde of bloodthirsty monsters than cope with their new identity. Especially since they are forbidden by Mr. Zebra to get involved in any criminal cases during the program. Staci Valun, now Wayne Griffin, has to decide - commit a federal crime to protect creatures his race sees as primitive animals, or lie down and die like a dog? (new chapter every Friday)

11x featured wattpad story. Before everything, it's assumed there was nothing, but what if there was no real difference between the two? Just two extreme philosophies from the first conflict. The planet Huom has been under observation for longer than should technically be possible. The primary watcher, a bitter black hole, is excited to see that there is finally a proverbial Darkness at the end of the tunnel. Meanwhile, on the planet, in the freezing mountains of Empris, Lyeasrakardsul, the oldest living sorcerer, suffers from devastating nightmares. At the same time, far away in the sandstone desert of Zenon, Herschel, a man filled to the brim with weird ideas is escaping a prison filled with strange old men. What does all this have to do with arsehole Gods, hairy Dwarfs, frustrated Afreets, curious Knomes, lizard-women, and nude Áettar? Perhaps Nothing, perhaps Everything... but why can't it be both?