Harvest Stories

A/N this won't includes all of the episodes of the animatirx only the second Renaissance is allowed and it will focus on the RWBY volumes just with minor tweaks or majors. Name: Adrian. Species: human??? Has Adrian was part of the UN Against the Machine War until everything changed on the day of the battlefield as he and his friends were about to die in the battlefield until given a second chance to defend another dimension from The Machine's grass and also an unknowing growing threat. But little by little Adrian and will slowly remembering about his by forgotten pass and his true purpose and him and his comrades true power. . . . PS you might see updates and tweaks and changes to the old chapters are already published since I'm still watching RWBY while writing this story so you might see some changes in some of these chapters because it's still under editing so yeah you might see some edits there and here so bear me and yes this might be the biggest crossover because I love good robot designs, cool Mecha's, military action including the beautiful characters of RWBY including the reason why I had so many characters because that's what the best advantage that the Matrix Universe has so many stories from one single place of origin so yeah. And also while rereading these chapters yeah it sounds like they could use a bit of a tune-up like restoring a rusty car that once was shiny but now it's kind of rusted a bit and also I'm kind of taking inspiration from many other creators fixated on RWBY such as my favorite one which is called fixing RWBY which don't get me wrong I still love the show but it could use a bit of a tune-up a bit just a bit but don't worry this book will still be faithful now with that out of the way I hope you enjoy

All color left the world when Claire lost her chance at love. Each day bled into the next as she clung to her unspoken affections, sinking into a darkness that consumed her. Exchanging heated words with an acquaintance creates a spark of life in her she never expected, but can it warm her heart or will she be burned again? COMPLETE

September 15th through November 13th Harvest Days and the ten year mark until the great judgement day, Days will be long and nights will be short, Blistering sun shines on the fields and nights are illuminated by the great Harvest moon - The holiest roam around with there daily task to harvest the remaining of crops and Vegetables wearing all white and sometimes nothing innocence is the candle that shines through darkness and the sun still remains very hot during the days of labor and prosperity- "It started as a concept or thought, the reimagining of tribulation or an event called the Harvest Day - The soil and earth will remain very dry for it will no longer rain during this ten year event, kindling around the abandonment of sound and songs each individual grows weary of such things and a time we're momentum is needed to push forward --- I myself a sheep wonder aimlessly in an isolated field of wheat and hay were I stay and wait - Master calling all who follow with great fruits of there labor being shipped away to an eternity of life without sin"

A young woman taking over her grandfather's farm in Flowerbud Village forms relationships where she least expects them. Harvest Moon 64 fic with female OC (MC/player in place of Jack/Pete)

Adam and Evie are the last two non-Creatures on Earth. The last humans on Earth for that matter. They were able to keep their souls and bodies thanks to Adam's negotiation skills. But they can't stay human forever. The Feast, an annual ceremony dedicated to a good year of harvest, is coming soon. Adam yearns to join them but Evie is hesitant. Together they must try to survive their dystopian world for as long as possible before loosing themselves to The Uprising.

On the night of the harvest moon the Crimson Maire Pack was destroyed by the rivalling Cerulean Mist. Or atleast that's what was believed until Damen, the new leader of the Cerulean Pack discovers a well kept secret, a little girl born and hidden. Maia grew up with not many friends but her dog Ryder and nothing to distinguish as memories. Her life exists in the woods were nothing is as the outside world portrays it, but something's wrong, the times are changing and nature itself demands that the Crimson Maire be set to rule once more. This doesn't sit well with anyone from the Cerulean Mist and now they will stop at nothing to get rid of her, the only survivor. There's just one problem, she happens to be the mate of the very head that they must try to please and he himself knows it. Damen knows that his obligations are to his pack but what about his heart?

This is how I played my game. I initially wanted to go after Klaus, but Raeger grew on me so much. This story is how I imagined it going down, since there are few details in the actual game. I feel like there are some gaps missing in relationships. There is more coming! I just have to find the time to write it. I hope you enjoy! I do not own the rights to these characters, nor the main story. This is, after all, fanfiction.

Frostatia has been known as a peaceful place for many hundreds of years. But now there's a shadow just waiting to strike... !DELETING THIS, SHARING THIS ONLY SO FRIENDS CAN SEE IT BEFORE I DELETE MY ACCOUNT!

Cover by: @Ambermc1

So I want Ursea to help me write this because we wrote this together on a different app called Pocket Writers. Anyway, this story is about two groups fighting for the world: One seeks to unleash the Harvest to destroy it, and the other group wants to prevent that. These groups are called the Harvest and the Purity. The Harvest can't unleash the Harvest on any continent until every single Purist member and building is destroyed. The Harvest is a force that corrupts and destroys a planet. If unleashed, the area will become an alien nuclear wasteland permanently. (That about describes it, but it is much worse than that. I can't really put it into words).

"In this series we'll go over the accounts of Harvest and the seasons of renewable resources, Like the great journey towards peaks of our past sins and the reclamation of true prosperity- count of seven crowns and the great dining halls of annual feast and the molding of bread that will give us new ways of being and living. Crafted with great passion and wisdom, a guiding hand is needed to help create better fruits of fulfillment and growth, stepping of the old habits of one's old self and reclaiming victory over sin and the burdens of one's old flesh" - Bryan McDaniel