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Weekly Contest #374
CW: Cannibalism, gore, strong language The man sat in the empty chamber. His beard reached his chest, and his hair draped below his shoulders. There were streaks of grey. His teeth were chiseled to fine points. His eyes were bloodshot, the whites yellow. No one knew him. They only called him by a codename: Raasputin, or Raas for short. The Veritarii entered the dark chamber. Only a desk lamp illuminated the room. He thumbed through a deck of papers. "How long were you gone?" The man responded without hesitation. "Seventeen years." "That can...
Weekly Contest #372
Eberhart der Ehrenwerte raised his right arm, allowing the servant to place the aetherplate gauntlet over his hand. The servant pressed a hidden button and the gauntlet sealed against the vambrace. Eberhart moved his arm closer to his face, examining the seal, wriggling his fingers. The micro-servos hissed and whined as he tested his dexterity. He could hear his council bickering in a hushed tone behind him. "Gentlemen, I am still here. Or have you forgotten that?" The bickering quieted. A thin man responded, "Sir, this is absolute madness. ...
Weekly Contest #326
Mercuria’s Grace drifted through the void. Power cells were ash, life-support failing, and every gauge on the console blinked red. Deep within the aether-galleon lay a Sanctite Shard—one of the rarest substances in the galaxy. Rhenar D’Ambrien had run relics, lies, and people across half the Pactum Solariensis, but never this close to the Veins. Outside his viewport the dark shimmered, as if light could not decide which way to go. Days earlier, a flight of Haute Concorde Interceptors had pierced his deceptors and drove him toward the Aeonic ...
Weekly Contest #317
The Libraria Aeternitas pierced into the perpetual twilight sky of Atraxis Prime. Its spires towered over the city of Caelithorne. The night was always approaching, but would never come. Inside the eternal library Aderic Dravurelii, once an Ignivar of the Ordo Primae Flammae, now hunched over a large desk of manuscripts, scrolls, and books caked in dust from age long gone. He turns the page of the book, stroking his thick gray beard, streaked with black. Aedric adjusted the red cloak draped over his shoulder, it bore the emblem of the Pactum...
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