Relgia Stories

Golly, where do I even begin? My name is Dallas King, however you may address me by my first name. It just gives me the willies when people say my last name. So please stick with the first. And I'd say I'm a pretty fair guy. A lot of people say I have a weird personality, to which I say THANK YOU. A lot of people don't seem to notice my exterior as compared to my interior, so it's nice to see what others have to say. And I know at times I can seem to be a bit 'quirky', but that's just who I am, a friendly, quirky guy who's just looking for someone to be my friend. Sadly though, there aren't too many people who I can say are... I don't have any friends...which is upsetting. I mean, the great thing about friends is that they make you feel better about yourself and allow you to have a social life. Friends keep your spirits up when you're feeling down, and they expose you to all kinds of norms and traditions that you may be completely foreign to. So with all that being said, I'm hoping that I can find someone soon. Because all of this is simply getting me down. But you know what? I'm one of the King's, which means I don't back down, no matter how bad things may seem... Anyhow, that's it, read my tale if ya like! I'd say it's the Gems and Ores of short stories...

Powers, Cults, and temples. All of these exist in the world of which Daimond was forced into. Prior to this, he lived a relatively normal life. One day a blue stone appears in his home, and he is forced into a new fantasy world. Whereupon, entering this world he is forced to fight against an evil cult who wishes to take over the world if not the entire universe he is in. So with a blade by his side, and powers on his mind, he travels across this world in search for these powerful temples. He will have to fight the six members with all the skills he can use, and even though he's no master swordsman, it doesn't take one to trick his enemies.