Bolgia: Loredump
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  • Reads 49
  • Votes 11
  • Parts 12
  • Time 1h 5m
Ongoing, First published Feb 23, 2023
Yeah, like mid 2021, I was watching the 100th isekai with orcs, goblin, spells, levels, you know what I'm talking about; the shadow of Tolkien is fucking inescapable.

I was, idk, a mix between tired and apathetic after seeing the same type of fantasy, over and over;
So I hop on discord, as you do, I was lamenting, like a ghost, and one of my friends hit my with the classic "Then make something new" and my soul became word, that word was "Bet."

So I started writing shit, I also wanted to practice my english, so I started writing in english.

One thing led to another, and I was watching some Ork memes from WH40K, and inspiration struck me like a hammer a toddler;
"Everyone is an Ork."

At the same time I was listening to an audiobook for All Tomorrow and developed an interest in speculative evolution.

I mixed the two things together, like hard alcohol and weed.

And I just turned off my brain, and let my hands do their thing.

Then. And only then. I realized that I need feedback because English is not my first language;
I lack so much soft knowledge about this language that It pisses me off.
So if you could help me that would be much appreciated.

Be as critical as you can, poke every single hole that you can, in fact, bring a sledgehammer, If this shit doesn't stand on its own It deserves to fucking die.





Oh, and the cover is a drawing of a fuzzy character that I had in mind, If this shit works amma publish something about it, I commissioned it from u/GheiBoiAfiocionado
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