Alyssa leaned back and stretched, yawning deeply as she let the fire warm her. She and Ghim had been traveling for quite some time on their way to the dark pantheon at her god’s behest. They’d been hit with a wicked blizzard and lucked upon a cave they quickly cleaned up, cleared out and shored up the entrance to. It took no time to make a fire and settle in for the night, but even with the flames Ghim was shivering.“Gods-damned this cold, it’s unnatural” Ghim curse

August, Summer of 2026 CE (Torea Time)
Forest Outside of Hoyt Property, Kittery, Maine, Continent of North America
Ellen Byronis Roche sighed audibly as she pushed her way through the undergrowth, flashlight pointing ahead as best as she could. The auburn-haired ifrit would have much rather had one of those high-lumen floodlights on her, or just set the undergrowth on fire a little, but noooo, that would "scare it away". She had no idea how she got roped into this whole thing, schlepping equipme

 “Time was when you saw a frogman hopping into town, it was an invasion begging to be squashed. Hmph.” “Yes grandmother. Time to get you home,” Melissa sighed. While she loved the old woman, she wasn’t taking the advancement of culture well. Just 25 years ago, based on how the older generations talked, the entire world was practically an unending war of all against all. ‘Good’ and ‘Bad’ were banners entire cultures flocked to, and indeed, various extremely nasty thing

Usagi thumped her foot impatiently, wearing a groove in the dirt. “Where is he?” she muttered with a huff, “He said he’d help me pound mochi for the festival tonight…”Just then a voice called out from around the front of the stall, “Usagi? That you back there? Sorry I’m late.” Edible called out as he bashfully made his way around to the back still tying his apron on.Usagi rolled her pink eyes and gave him a bonk on his head with her pounding

Nobody seemed to notice or care as the forty-five-year-old woman limped down the hallway of her one-story school, pushed through the double doors of the main entrance, and trudged all the way down to the school’s playground—there was one for the younger students which included a slide, a swing set, and a seesaw. Her students were old enough to use the jungle gym for early adolescents located a stone’s throw away. But Myrtle ignored them both, proceeding further into the foreste

“Oh, come on girl” Chroma said. “You’ve never once wondered what unwilling prey was like?”“I mean, I’ve wondered.” Sapphire murmured. “But it just doesn’t feel right. Taking someone like that, it feels like murder though.” She placed her hand on her belly, round and engorged with the prey they had found this morning. Willing prey, of course, she would never swallow someone unwilling. At least as long as her life wasn’t in danger.Chroma shook her own belly