Shatterpluse
The world was peaceful until the Shatter-Pulse began. Every so often, the sky fractures like broken glass, accompanied by a blinding, prismatic aurora. This phenomenon opens localized dimensional tears known as Rifts.
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Chroma
In the realm of Chroma, existence is a canvas, and life is painted in vibrant, magical pigments. But a century ago, an entity known only as The Great Calligrapher woke at the heart of the world. Every year, on the exact same day, the Calligrapher dips a massive, ethereal quill into the earth and strokes a single, devastating line across the sky. When that line is drawn, a specific age group vanishes from existence, turning into dust and fading memories. Last year, they drew the line for the 34s. Tomorrow, they will draw the line for the 33s. No one survives the Bleed. Unless... an Expedition can reach the Calligrapher's Inkwell and shatter the quill. You are Expedition Chroma, a desperate band of 33-year-olds (and a few younger, daring apprentices) marching into the surreal, shifting wastes of the Monochrome Bleed.
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TRTreyvonSky pirates
Welcome to Aetheria, a world of floating continents, endless cloud oceans, and daring sky-pirates. In this world, the ultimate sources of power are the Celestial Fruits—mystical, glowing fruits said to have fallen from the branches of the World Tree, Yggdrasil, located at the center of the universe. Each fruit looks like a regular piece of fruit but features swirling, starlight-like patterns on its skin and a metallic sheen. They taste absolutely wretched (like burnt ozone and old copper), but a single bite permanently alters the consumer's DNA, granting them incredible cosmic or elemental powers.
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TRTreyvonᴘɪɢᴇᴏɴ ꜱQᴜᴀʙ
An original story I've written over the years. I hope you all enjoy and this gets some form of attention.
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ECstarfleshAtruim
The Atrium—a colossal, shifting, neoclassical labyrinth that looks like a cross between a luxury grand estate, an infinite museum, and a subterranean bunker. You are a "Delver," an explorer who stumbled into this pocket dimension through a glitching elevator in the real world. The only way out is forward. There are 100 structural checkpoints (Thresholds) you must cross to find the exit, but the architecture distorts itself the deeper you go.
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TRTreyvonHunter or demon
There are many eating demons that kill and hunters that slay them choose your side
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TRTreyvonStara
In this world, space is an infinite, empty canvas waiting to be painted. Magic is the act of sending a piece of your soul—a Wish—into the void. Once a wish is cast, it ignites into a permanent Wish-Star. Because space is infinite, the sky can never be overcrowded; there is always room for more magic
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TRTreyvonMesopotamia: The Scorched Cradle.
this world faces the Triad of Judgement—three immensely powerful deities who have manifested to decide the fate of humanity. Each rules a different domain of the desert,
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TRTreyvonBattleground
A battleground where you fight others
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