And thus we return our veiw to the hapless Dan that has been sucked through a deformity in the fabric of reality. I Have found that there is a small defect left within area of transfer. I will be making a trip to the deformity to study the the possible uses of such a mar left in the reality may be used or how it may be dangerous...
        
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Taken away to the lands of Thesa from another world were reality blurs and things are swept along a mighty imbalance. These happening are rare in occurence and few are actually documented. Though I Mordeki have happened across one of these events even though it was not of my doing. (Not to self, figure out the source of these events...)
Excerpt Mordeki's notes
        
In the wide world populated by only one

*Human-Anthro Vore*
        
Among the many lights along the dark horizon we find focus on one dimmer one that stands out to our attention. Tt is a small series of lights home to Stouttown that stand out in sheets of rain dropping down from the heavens pattering all over the old dim buildings replace the normal drone with a constant hiss of rain splattering over every visible inch not under a roof. Among all of the other old broken down buildings one holds

*Contains*
*Human-Dragon vore*
*Digestion*
Out in a heavily forested land full of leaves moss and creatures wide and strange strode a lone figure. The lone figure was a woman named Jule dressed in green war fatigues grasping a dark black assualt rifle. She smiled hefting the assault rifle over her back next to a large similarly green backpack while blowing out a long sigh.
        
She had been stuck in the god forsaken wood for more than a month and shou