De schuld van het leven
- MGA BUMASA 102
- Mga Boto 4
- Mga Parte 3
Ongoing17m
Huling na-publish Sat, Jan 31, 2015
De woestijn is altijd veranderend en nooit hetzelfde, in deze woestijn leeft de Charumati stam. Aliveine leeft al haar hele leven als een nomade met haar stam en familie. Samen met hun dwaalt ze door de woestijn. Haar stam is nog één van de weinigen die zich aan de oude traditie houdt. 'Wij kennen geen verdriet, blijdschap of lijden. Wij kennen alleen de schuld die het leven brengt. Wij betalen de schuld van het leven, goed of kwaad het zal afbetaalt worden.' Op een dag raakt zij gescheiden van haar oude leven en moet zij haar schuld afbetalen. Maar om dat te doen moet ze eerst haar onbekende vader vinden.
(Ik heb dit jaren geleden geschreven en ik moet veel aanpassen om het verhaal leesbaar te maken. Dit verklaart ook de meerdere delen per hoofdstuk. Omdat dit een oud verhaal is weet ik al lang niet meer alle gebeurtenissen die ik gepland had, veel van het originele verhaal is ook verloren gegaan in computerproblemen. Ik hoor dus graag meningen en ik kan altijd ideeën toepassen als iemand dit heeft.)
All Rights Reserved
#7
paarden
Sumali sa pinakamalaking komunidad ng pagkukuwentoMakakuha ng personalized na mga rekomendasyon ng kuwento, i-save ang iyong mga paborito sa iyong library, at magkomento at bumoto para lumago ang iyong komunidad.
Magugustuhan mo rin ang
"Goodbye Curly Head"
Through thick and thin the Law shall prevail. A new sense of purpose awaits us, children of light, in the land where it all began. The darkness in which we once cowered in fear, now curbed by the might of our endless light. Come, brothers, come, sisters. Let there be peace among the wicked, just as the Law dictates. Peace and certainty is all that you have ever longed for, little angel. A bright, stable future. A roof without holes above thy head. Acknowledgement and recognition of thy existence, feverish dreams of grandeur. Greed born from yearning, treacherous vines of rapacity taint your innocent soul. You seek a future that does not exist. Let thy fingers hold the fragile line between dream and nightmare. Let thy light navigate the path. Shall thee give in and falter, O' land of old, envelop his body in thy unending flame of chaos. Spit out nothing but an empty husk, the remnants of a smile once so bright. Shall thee prevail, O', Great Kazdel, I ask of you, the impossible - take mercy on the innocent. Don't let the radiance dim and don't let the mind turn bleak. Wake, young traveler. Bid thy farewells and burn thy bridges. It's time to say goodbye, curly head. Cross post from AO3. For a shorter and more on-point description, look no further! I had something silly written up before throwing it out in exchange for that wall of text upstairs. It's a little story "about a young, dumb sankta who's been dealt a bad hand at life, looking for his place in all this mess. The pointless search for a better future leads him far, far away from home, to a country forever ravaged by war and misery - Kazdel, the promised land where devils roam free and peace feels out of place." Anyway, it's quite lengthy, but hopefully enjoyable? Slide a comment if you want, I'll give you a tiny kiss on the forehead. Man, do I love comments. (Lastly, to point out, English is not my native language, but I don't think it'll be much of an issue ;3)Kumpleto
Little fish ~TBHK X female reader~
They say the school is full of ghosts. I never believed any of the rumors when I was alive but now as a ghost myself I get to see the true harsh reality that I refused to believe when I was alive. After a terrible accident when I was alive I forgot all about the promise I made. But now as a/n I will fulfill the promise that I have made... I swear it. "Useless." That word can repeat in my head as much as it wants like the broken record it is. I won't falter, I will complete the role I was meant to and keep my promise. Have you heard this rumor, A/n the wishing fountain ghost? They say to summon her you must feed the koi in the pond. If you want for her to grant you a wish then bring her a gift... but be careful for if the gift is not heartfelt she will discard it and you will have terrible luck for the rest of the year. I don't own tbhk or any of the characters in tbhk. Follows the manga storyline Contains manga spoilers in some chapters.Kumpleto
Rimelion: The Exploiter
What is reality? I was John-now Charlie, a woman with a VR game tester's cunning and a professional whiskey enthusiast's attitude. But then AIs have risen, and my job evaporated faster than last night's drink. Just when I hit rock bottom, this punk kid-barely old enough to shave-dropped a bombshell: "Reality's just a simulation." Sure, buddy. I laughed it off. Until I woke up twenty years in the past. Now, thanks to a hacking mishap, I'm a regular girl in reality-with a debt and an attitude-navigating Rimelion, the VR game I once mastered, as Charlie, an elven priestess with more than a few tricks up her sleeve. Seriously though, fighting in high heels? Will I claw my way up the nobility ladder? Dominate the rankings? Outwit the government and their plans to exploit us all? Maybe. But something's off. The game feels too real. My memories don't line up, and everyone has their own version of what's true. Simulation? Reality? The lines are a blur-and I'm stuck in the middle. If I want to stop a dystopian future, I'll need allies, both in-game and out. Oh, and avoid ticking off the AIs hunting me for bending the rules. Survival's a long shot-but I was never one to play fair anyway. *** What to expect: - Light LitRPG story with an emphasis on strategy and world-building - First-person perspective (and occasional close third POVs) - A witty protagonist with a conversational sarcastic, humorous and often self-deprecating voice - A sci-fi world with mysteries sprinkled with fantasy elements - A rich game world system with kingdoms, rules, exploits, and challenges - Supporting characters with personal goals Schedule: * Posting on RoyalRoad and Scribblehub, here after bulk is done
Izuku Yagi - The Upper Moon's Successor
An Izuku Yagi story. During his Preschool days, he was ignored for being, as what society refers to as 'Quirkless'. All but 5 ignored him. They bullied him instead. Those were his sister, and his other childhood 'friends', the Bakugo and Todoroki twins. The girls only did it because they thought it will 'protect' Izuku from becoming a hero. The boys, however, had ulterior motives. During Grade School, he met the rest of future Class 1A. They found out he was Quirkless. The boys didn't like him already, but the girls, they didn't mind it at all. They actually found him as someone they should protect. They knew of his dream to becoming a hero, but they didn't want him to be one because of how dangerous the work can be. The boys found out, and they got mad. They persuaded the girls into bullying him, and to stop him from becoming a hero, and they eventually joined in, but only 3 weren't brought to the bullying. Those being Momo Yaoyorozu, Kyoka Jiro, and Ochaco Uraraka. Find out more in the story. Just to point some stuff out: - Kamaboko Squad members are all Demons because of a bad past. - Some characters that are supposed to be dead are alive. - Way more than 12 demon moons. - Canon Pillars, plus Kanae, of Demon Slayer Corps are Moons. - Pillars of current Demon Slayer Corps will be OC characters. - Izuku will have a harem... againKumpleto
Xalune - Echoes from the past
In a dystopian world, where the strongest prevails, having peace is a luxury. Especially when someone from the past is out to destroy everything we have built up over the past 15 years. And with Christmas approaching, our group get to face ten hellish days. Preview: In his fury, the chains have rubbed his wrists and neck raw, despite me trying to calm him down. He suddenly calms down when the screams in the cell next to us switch to the sound of bones breaking. Now he sits with foam on his lips and his eyes wide, looking that way. After ten minutes, the sounds of the boys in our cell have died down, and we all look at the wall that separates us from the crackling of the breaking bones. And then suddenly all is quiet. After a few silent minutes, our cell door opens slowly. From the ball of light from the ceiling, the little girl in the doorway is illuminated. She is completely covered in blood and doesn't move. Then she opens her eyes and carefully walks towards us. And despite everything, my first impulse is to crawl backwards, away from the unnatural calm radiating from her. ------------- After reading yet another great older brothers/younger sister story, where the family gets reunited after years of separation, the sister keeps the secret that she was abused and assaulted all along, and the brothers conceal their work in the mafia, I decided to give it also a try. The output of my story was initially to turn this around with openness and unconditional support and the torture should happen right in front of their very eyes. Because no story is complete without the (un)necessary bloodshed, action, humour and, of course, a bad guy. And who knows, to throw everything completely upside down, the main character may not survive. I won't write warnings above each chapter, because most of them contain violence, blood, torture, etc. Constructive criticism is welcome. Ow, and English is not my first, second or third language. So if I mess up somewhere, let me know!
𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 || 𝘒𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘪 𝘏𝘢𝘺𝘢𝘵𝘰 𝘹 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳
❝ you could see it in their eyes. they weren't quite friends anymore the way she looked at him? friends don't smile like that the way he put his hand on her back? friends don't touch each other like that the way her face lit up when he speaks? friends don't look at each other like that the way his voice changed when he said her name? friends don't talk like that everyone could see it, clear as day. they weren't quite friends anymore, they've grown into something even greater. everyone knows that, except the two of them ❞ ⊱ ────── {.⋅ ✯ ⋅.} ────── ⊰ Inomata Y/n, twin sister of Inomata Maria. Y/n may seem kind, but if you annoy her, she would immediately snap. She's cheerful, kind, and helpful. Because of what she inherited, she's been viewed wrongfully by many others. A boy named Kamitani Hayato just so happens to be one of her closest friends despite their contrasting personalities. But, are they really just friends or did their friendship blossom into something much greater? ⊱ ────── {.⋅ ֎ ⋅.} ────── ⊰ 【 join your journey as part of the babysitter club! 】 ⊱ ────── {.⋅ ֎ ⋅.} ────── ⊰ ֎ I don't own the anime 'Gakuen Babysitters'. The real owner is Tokeino Hari. I only own the plot and you! ֎ Enjoy the story!! - 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃 -Kumpleto
Static
{COMPLETED} "now that you've had your fun electrocuting me, would you care to hop in the backseat?" ---------------------------------------------------------- Freak DNA. That's what I like to call it. The fault to my genetic code. More often than not, it's a curse. The static running through my blood gave me a name. A cruel, daunting label of a measly bug. A roach. That's what I am to them, to the government. Roach; the nameless monster with electricity for a sense and lightening as a second nature. It ruined my life, the sparking currents playing tag in my mind, running around and bumping into everything, shaking me loose. The government, actually. They ruined my life. My curse just gave them a reason. You see, the normal population with ordinary DNA, they don't know about the people like me. The roaches of the world. We don't get that kind of recognition at the camps. There, we are only one thing in the military's eyes. We are weapons and we will act like it. Everyone else out there, bathing in the goodness they don't know they've got, they don't know about the roaches their stepping on. As long as their getting closer to the sky, they don't care what they stand on to reach it. They don't know about the sparkling dreamer that's killed 7 people before her 17th birthday. They don't about the ghost of a girl peaking around corners for her entire life because even home wasn't safe. They don't know about the fighter of steel and iron sucking on his bloody lip courtesy of the wars he battles in as nothing but a shadow. They don't know about the masked villain who would do anything to see the army they lead claim the throne They don't know about us. But they will, because we will rise. And when we arrive, we will arrive violently. ___________________________________________ Started: 10.06.15 Finished: 3.17.16Kumpleto
Dream Breaker (I)
Oh boy, here we go again. Blood. It's like that one toxic ex you can't stop thinking about-you know it's bad for you, but it's got this pull. It ruins everything. Kingdoms? Toast. Hunters? Totally off the deep end. People? Let's just say the phrase "hot mess" doesn't even scratch the surface. And me? I'm Narsus. Disgraced knight, professional brooder, part-time beast slayer, full-time existential crisis. Now I'm stuck in Yharnam. Imagine a city built by gothic architecture enthusiasts who really overestimated their candle budget. The place is drowning in fog, madness, claws, and the occasional giant axe-wielding beast who really doesn't appreciate personal space. Fun, right? And let's talk about me making promises-because that's going great. This little girl hands me a music box, looks me dead in the eyes, and asks me to find her parents. And me? Being the genius that I am, I said, "Sure, kid, I'll give it a shot." Idiot. Why not promise to knit a scarf for every werewolf in Yharnam while I'm at it? Oh, and Sapphire? She's got secrets. Big ones. You know, the kind that could either save the day or end it in a flaming dumpster fire. No pressure there. Meanwhile, I've got my own problems, like keeping the blood from whispering sweet, murderous nothings into my brain. Here's the thing: Yharnam doesn't do heroes. It chews them up and spits them out like last week's leftovers. And me? I'm not even in the running for "mediocre antihero of the month." But promises? Yeah, they're messy, dangerous, and pretty much guaranteed to get you killed. Still better than breaking them.
![[SILENT SYSTEM]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/162644614-256-k104342.jpg)
Through thick and thin the Law shall prevail. A new sense of purpose awaits us, children of light, in the land where it all began. The darkness in which we once cowered in fear, now curbed by the might of our endless light. Come, brothers, come, sisters. Let there be peace among the wicked, just as the Law dictates. Peace and certainty is all that you have ever longed for, little angel. A bright, stable future. A roof without holes above thy head. Acknowledgement and recognition of thy existence, feverish dreams of grandeur. Greed born from yearning, treacherous vines of rapacity taint your innocent soul. You seek a future that does not exist. Let thy fingers hold the fragile line between dream and nightmare. Let thy light navigate the path. Shall thee give in and falter, O' land of old, envelop his body in thy unending flame of chaos. Spit out nothing but an empty husk, the remnants of a smile once so bright. Shall thee prevail, O', Great Kazdel, I ask of you, the impossible - take mercy on the innocent. Don't let the radiance dim and don't let the mind turn bleak. Wake, young traveler. Bid thy farewells and burn thy bridges. It's time to say goodbye, curly head. Cross post from AO3. For a shorter and more on-point description, look no further! I had something silly written up before throwing it out in exchange for that wall of text upstairs. It's a little story "about a young, dumb sankta who's been dealt a bad hand at life, looking for his place in all this mess. The pointless search for a better future leads him far, far away from home, to a country forever ravaged by war and misery - Kazdel, the promised land where devils roam free and peace feels out of place." Anyway, it's quite lengthy, but hopefully enjoyable? Slide a comment if you want, I'll give you a tiny kiss on the forehead. Man, do I love comments. (Lastly, to point out, English is not my native language, but I don't think it'll be much of an issue ;3)
Karagdagang detalyeMga Alituntunin ng Nilalaman