Raviel the Phantom
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Prologue He took solace in the lantern that fought off the swarming darkness. Wiping beads of sweat from his brow, the young man picks up his shovel and continues the dig. Already he finds himself standing six feet beneath the surface, and every inch drives him further into the realm of Hades. As he thrusts the spade into the earth, it bounces off of something hiding under the dirt. Setting the shovel aside, he falls to his knees and brushes away the loose soil. In dismay he finds that it is only a rock that obstructs his dig. Letting out a small sigh, he picks up the rock and throws i
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The days are ticking down until my wedding. Holy crap!
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My first shiny was a Pichu in Gold. The first shiny I encountered in the wild was a Blue Electrik.
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Halloween is my favorite time of the year
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I am looking for a game to keep me busy while I wait for episode 16
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I think one of the cutest Pokemon is a Pichu. The adorable little guy has so much spunk. If Pichu was stronger, I would never evolve it to a Pikachu.
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In life I just hit level 25. And it realized I am a quarter of a century old.
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Chapter 2 “No,” Kiera looks at the two mangled corpses before tears blur her vision. “Mom…Dad…” The crimson still glistens on the knife of their masked assailant. The tip of its blade turns ever so slowly until it fixates itself on her. Kiera can see the murderous glint in his eye, causing her to shy away. Ever so carefully, she takes one step toward the door. And then another. Each movement is slow and methodical, while her eyes never leave his, as if she were gazing at a savage beast. Licking against the back of her neck is a gentle breeze coming through the door frame. A familiar
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Chapter 2 “No,” Kiera looks at the two mangled corpses before tears blur her vision. “Mom…Dad…” The crimson still glistens on the knife of their masked assailant. The tip of its blade turns ever so slowly until it fixates itself on her. Kiera can see the murderous glint in his eye, causing her to shy away. Ever so carefully, she takes one step toward the door. And then another. Each movement is slow and methodical, while her eyes never leave his, as if she were gazing at a savage beast. Licking against the back of her neck is a gentle breeze coming through the door frame. A familiar
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Life is like a game. You just need to know how to play, and there is no soft reset.
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I see a lot of talk about Episode 15 as if it is out. Is it? Someone let me know please, I feel like I am missing something.
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Chapter 1 “Huh? Did you say something?” A young lady turns to her friend as the two of them walk down the hallway. “No,” her friend glances over, looking with a pair of curious blue eyes. “I swore I heard someone whisper,” the girl looks over her shoulder, tucking a few loose strands of blonde hair behind her ear. “Are you messing with me?” “No,” her friend says defensively, as the two of them stop at a row of lockers. “Maybe you are just hearing things.” “Maybe,” the girl shrugs it off without much thought. Delicate pale fingers fiddle with a combination on a locker beside her friend
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Waiting for Episode 15 is like counting down the days to Christmas. Except I don't know the date.
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This is a story that I intend to work into a novel. It will be a four book tale that will follow the Horsemen of the Apocalypse. These chapters will be a rough draft, as I will have my editor look at them upon completion of the whole story. I hope you enjoy.
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Prologue Steel pierces into the earth like a knife cutting through flesh. The edge of a shovel digs into the dirt. A low groan slips from the digger’s throat as he scoops up another pile of soil from an ever-expanding hole. He throws the earth over his shoulder to clear it from the hole. An already impressive mound towers behind him as he sinks six feet below the surface. Under the dim light of a lantern, beads of sweat glisten against his pale skin. The digger takes a moment to wipe his brow before continuing his work. The shovel lunges again into the soil, but pings against something
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Soft gray eyes look out the window, a city blurring into a mixture of lights and darkness. The owner of the lovely gaze tucks a few loose strands of bleach blonde hair behind her ear. She continues to stare through the glass to her cabin window, her petite form bouncing every time the train clacks over a tie. The tracks make a bend and the city vanishes, leaving only the black of the night. She sighs. The door to her cabin slides open, as a friendly voice speaks, “Kiera, you’re still awake?” She turns to her companion, a fellow pale skinned youth. Atop his head is a messy array of hair
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Springtrap Song Welcome, welcome to Fazbear Fright Relive your fondest childhood moments As we twist them into nightmares But be warned, for at Fazbear Fright Once you join the party You may never leave! Verse 1 Once upon a time You said I was crazed I was walking around In a purple haze Killing the children One by one I’m not gonna lie It was lots of fun But the little kids Wouldn’t let me go As you can see I’m a part of the show But I’m not mad They set me free My nightmare will continue For eternity Chorus I’m in the shadows I’m drawing near Your heart is poundin
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I cannot wait for ep 15. I am thinking of restarting my team again.
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People who think their sh** don't stink are just used to the smell because their souls are foul.
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Just got a Wii U...if only I had games.
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This is a picture with me and my fiance. I am the guy.
