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Everyone’s waiting for you to continue. The thing is, you didn’t have anything to follow up after that. But you don’t want to disappoint, so you say the first thing that comes to your head.

“And then we can beat him up,” you conclude, earning the respect of battle-happy shrine maidens across the world. You’re sure Reimu’s clapping in her head with the approving nod that she’s giving you.

“...Him?” The badger sputters. “As in, the other guy… and not me, y-yes?”

“Do you want to be beaten up too?” asks Reimu.

With a somber expression, he shakes his head slowly and silently.

“Good.” The shrine maiden jerks a finger to the mountainside. “Now take us to your boss, leader, or whatever you call him.”

Despite how talkative the badger initially was, he does not say a word through the forest’s passage and the climb up the steady hillside. With Reimu following right behind the badger, it looks like he’s being walked to his execution—and the shrine maiden, his executioner. He stops at a patch of open area. Around is conspicuously clear of brush, as if all the foliage was trimmed away. All that’s missing is quiet in the forest, a dark mist that permeates through the woods, and you’d be wondering if you’re experiencing a serious case of deja vu.

A horned figure steps out from the cover of the trees. Just like the badger described, the youkai has a ruddy, taurus-like face. Dark splotches color the sides of the man’s face like oil, finished with a black muzzle that juts out. Mino, you think for a second before discarding it.
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[x] Check up on that foolish cat in the village.

but what happened to the CAT
[x] Entertain yourself by whittling away at Hieda’s patience.
Good to know I’m not late to the party on all of thp’s good quests. Find it funny that this started on youkai mountain as a total shitpost and ended up somehow getting serious while also going the Tewi route. See you in November writefag.

[x] Annoy Achoo

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Reposting due to bump limit.


[ ] Stay behind to buy time
[ ] Make a straight run for the Youkai Mountain border
[ ] Run for Eirin’s field (Clamshell)
[ ] Run for the Yamanba zone (Clamshell)
[ ] Aki Farm
[ ] Call Ran
[ ] Other?


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Time to clown.

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I awake to the thumping of my head against the train window. I don't even remember falling asleep. Not surprised I dozed off. Work has been been draining the life from me these past few months. Mandatory overtime, garbage wage, and ridiculous quotas are driving me insane. It's a miracle I can even get out of bed in the morning.

"College degree doesn't mean shit." I sigh heavily.

Outside the window, the landscape rolls by and the sun slowly sets. On normal days I'd be arriving home at four in evening but today I won't be home until at least nine. I miss when I had free time. It's hard to even get in a workout when your entire existence is consumed by work. It's a sad state when exercise is the only enjoyable hobby you have.

"Is there anyone sitting here?" I lazily turn my head to the voice. A beautiful, blonde woman, dressed in a purple dress, and holding a parasol stands smiling. I perk up. Women usually don't approach men on trains and women rarely approach me. Her outfit is a little odd though, could be some kind of cosplayer.

"Nah, here let me give you some room."

"Domo arigatou." I'm convinced she's a cosplayer. You don't often hear Japanese where I live. "Hello, my name is Yukari Yakumo. What's yours?"

"Victor Dziedzic, nice to meet you Yukari." We lock eyes momentarily. There's an unsettling amount of intelligence in her eyes. A feeling of unease settles over me.

"Don't look so uncomfortable Victor! I have a question for you. Do you yearn for a better life? Isn't so unfulfilling working a deadend job?" I scoot further away from Yukari in my seat. How could she possibly know I'm unhappy with my job? I scan the car for a way out. I can hear her chuckling. "I have a job proposition for you. Well, not me but a confidant."

"And why should I trust someone I've never met before?" Every part of my being is telling me to run. I have a death grip on my backpack.

"You can go back to living in your rundown apartmen
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Real talk though, we haven't had anything in the way of "entry level" stories like this in a while. I think I'd take that over mostly nothing for long periods.

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Yasumi was a child of nature.

He woke on the dawn of every morning to pray to the Earthen Gods. On days of calm, it would be repaying grace, and on days of not, it would be pleading. Temperamental the child was, much like the other mortals of this Earth.

But to be compared to humans… it was sickening to Yasumi. This mortal was raised by gods, and only in name was he a ‘human.’ Beyond his fleshy construct, his dull, dark-brown eyes, and his matted, black hair, Yasumi was no more than a vessel—or a medium—for his gods. To be voided of all else was his duty—no, his honor.

His gods, nameless but many, were the Earthen Gods. In the days of yore, before Yasumi’s time, the shrine dedicated to their existence stood proudly on top of the rolling hillsides of Iwasetsu. Now, beaten and dilapidated, the shrine was then forgotten, left as an excerpt of history.

It was of no matter to Yasumi. To be with his gods was more than enough. The crops that Yasumi had gardened on the perimeter of the shrine filled his belly for most of the year, and non-mortals of similar faith would bring sustenance in the winter. He had no wants.

Though, for the Earthen Gods, the idle days that Yasumi wrought were not sufficient.

Yasumi’, said one, ‘It is time to go.

The human nodded, asking not why but only, “When do you need me?”

[ ] ‘Now. Time is of the essence.’
[ ] ‘We can wait until the dawn of the next day.’
[ ] ‘Never.’
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Thanks for writing, good job.
A successful nanowrimo, nice.

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Daily updates until we're done. Part of nanowrimo 2020. Be wild when voting~
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[x] The beast kept his distance, risking initiative for the chance to observe unseen.

oh god oh fuck
[x] The beast kept his distance, risking initiative for the chance to observe unseen.
[x] Wishing to resolve things before Reimu returned, the beast rushed the Keiga head on.

Press the advantage, give her no quarter.

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Player’s choice:
[ ♪ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VijcbugfLhY ]
[ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-09Sox6voGU ♫ ]
[ ]
[ Change the Destiny – Masquerade Circus =Pizuya's Cell= ]
[ Wake Up, Get Up, Get Out There – Persona 5 =Meguro Shoji= ]

Make a fist. >>/underground/16139 >>/underground/16408

Music: https://mega.nz/folder/1BdBzIKZ#bhLzijfM3iyphpueDOKf0g
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Note that there was an update a few hours ago here >>202122

>.gif, with a hefty 13 second delay before anything happens

Player’s choice:
[ ♪ https://mega.nz/file/VB9RlC4R#scOLvm_DN8SNNFXVr_tVg9Wrdt7rg8lM9CZC9MK0VbA ]
[ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WqqhuZd8IXU ♫ ]
[ Battlefield (EDIT) – Masquerade Circus =Pizuya's Cell= ]
[ Will Power – Persona 5 =Meguro Shoji= ]
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A Divine Flame... I can’t believe it.

She didn’t even eat a god to get it... Shouldn’t she be dead!?

Kokoro stands surrounded by a pink fire, burning and still. Only her skirt and hair are flowing. The crowds fled, leaving us just with Reimu’s oni guard.

... Kokoro looks sick. I wish I had a camera.

“Joon.” Whoa! I straighten up and listen. Kokoro looks back at me and says, “Bring up your hands and fight!”

Ah! Ah, ahh... “Y... Yeah!” I say that with a nod, and get beside her.

Time to fight...

I think whatever we face in here can only get hurt by the Fire. It’s the only shit that makes sense after what I’ve been seeing. That said I don’t usually throw down with other people... just Koishi, and even then—

While I’m thinking to myself, Kokoro launches forward and slices into the oni’s stomach with her blade. Fu—! Shi—I’m getting shown up!

“Two little ‘gods’ is it?” the oni mutters, sounding like the blade means nothing to him. But, he’s wincing. “The Shrine Maiden can tame any breed of those.”

“Sorry to say I’m not tamable,” I fire back. I get into my fighting stance, my fists low and ready. “I can’t speak for the menreiki, but at least I’ll kick your ass.”

“Come and try it,” he says, and he lifts his weapon. Kokoro backs off and throws out her free hand. While I’m moving ahead the color green envelops me, and I feel even more mobile than usual. The heck?

The oni swings down and I dodge it. I’m surprised I did though. I mean, that went down faster than I could see it. He cracks the stones below us. In the aftermath, I clench my fist and throw it at his jaw. This time, it’s gonna hurt. I hear a pop and he stumbles. I glance at Kokoro and see her twirling her naginata overhead. A red light envelops her...
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[X] Wait, no, better check on Kokoro first.

Who can just turn people into gods?

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He took the earth at gallop.
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[x] The horseman lingered.
[x] The horseman lingered.

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His mother was dead.

He didn't know to feel relief or a pity. Ever since he was born in this prison-like body, she had loved him. Shielding him from the worse of his father's excesses, even when he came home drunk and reaching for the belt. Giving him love, smiles, and warmth, in a world of cruel children and neglectful adults. And she was dead.

His father would come home soon. More beatings. More jeers from the other children. And no one would care.

What did he have in this life? Nothing. No friends. Not family. And not even a healthy body. He was going to die. Either starving to death on the street, murdered when his body failed him again, or maybe being beaten to death. Or worse. Sold. No, he would go out his own way. That way, he would have his own choice.

He picked up his crutches and backpack. He didnt have much in this life, but he wouldn't die alone. At least, he would have something with him when he passed into the afterlife. Just a few books, a few precious keepsakes, and a few more mementos.


"Well, this is new." he thought. The forest he had walked into now seemed distinctly more dangerous. Old wives tales of ghosts and demons, horror stories children shared with one another, and tales of myth and exploration he had read in the long hours in the library hidden from his tormentors

The winding trail had long since disappeared, and the air had twisted and twitched somehow. It was no longer the humid, warm summer air. No, the air was colder now, biting, drier. It was almost like winter. But how? His sweat dried and stuck to his skin, the cool air now making him shiver. He looked behind him. The path was gone. He was still leaving footprints on the ground, now slightly soggy with dew. But... He leaned down at the point where his footprints began, slowly prodding the ground with his crutch. The ground was soft and would form an imprint. And yet, looking at the marks on the ground, its as if he had dropped from the sky into the middle of the path and then started walking.

The wind blew again, rustling the trees and leaves around him, and he shivered. Something had happened. Something had br
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I like this, I like this a lot.

Sure there's a few minor grammar errors here and there
e.g "You'e" should be "you're"
but they are easily made mistakes that I and tons of other novice authors make.

It's clear you've put effort and time into this.
Your writing style is nice, refreshing like a frozen drink.

Life is busy, update at your own pace.

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Vents, Door, or Window.

Either option will suck, but that’s al you’ve got in front of you at the moment.


[] Vents

[] Door

[] Window
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[x] Yes
For those wondering, yes I'm still gonna continue.

Online classes, however, are a bitch and a half to do.
[X] Yes
But also clarify that it's the alley we're feeling, not any special emotion or sensation.

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The first thing you notice when you wake up is that you're dead.

Well, not really 'wake up,' per se. But it's definitely very noticeable for you.

Ah, so you're... well, 'awake' perhaps isn't the right word, is it? a voice says inside your mind.

You're pretty sure being dead means that you're supposed to have lost any sense of consciousness or anything like that. And that you can't hear things.

Ah, did you really think it would be that simple? Just... cessation of existence? Because if you did, ha! There's no way you're getting off that easy.

You feel something indescribable, as if you're getting twirled through a blender or something...

And then you wake up.

[ ] Something feels fairy suspicious about what just happened.
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[x] Cheer; you always wanted to be an alien!
[x] Female
Do the right thing.

[X] Male
[X] Cheer; you always wanted to be an alien!

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