Eldrichhorror Stories

He had been careful, he had covered his tracks, avoided update portals, kept his scorching magic under his skin, even as it bubbles and sears his veins into charcoal. Grian had done everything in his ability to keep the Watcher's unaware of his location. He just hadn't accounted on attracting something else's attention. Maybe, he mused, the Watchers would have been the preferable outcome, at least they let him keep his memories. [Rewrite of an old fic called 'The Luck of Yesterday'] [Crossposted on Ao3]

He's been alone for a long while. He used to count the days, the minutes, listening for the ticking that came from his grandfather's chest. He doesn't listen for it anymore. When Space hears small footsteps echoing in his cage, he stills. They're blessed by the shadows, their steps quick and light. They're easy to track for something like him, a disturbance in his Space. He'd grin if he were capable.

An Apocalyptic Sic-Fi Horror with Eldrich Horror mixed in. The world has ended the Gods are dead and it's up to the main characters to survive. Both human and meta-human they must find a way to live but can they do it alone?

"Zamiana życia swych bohaterów w koszmar to najlepsza rzecz jaką można zrobić jako autor czegokolwiek" Autor Ja Po obejrzeniu 4 odcinka i cuda powstałego w sfm Emesis Blue natchniło mnie by napisać horror w świecie MD a że polski fandom tej serii jest niezwykle ubogi w dobre historie trzeba coś z tym zrobić.