Creative Writing

I’ve been making up stories since long I can remember. The ones I enjoyed featured things that went bump in the night and awe inspiring.

This page features a Dungeons and Dragons campaign, and some fan fiction.

Recent creative posts

Final Fantasy: Pride of the Two Lions, Work of Fan Fiction

I’ve been recently playing the free mobile game War of the Visions: Final Fantasy Brave Exvius. It’s a tactical RPG inspired by another of Square Enix’s games, Final Fantasy Tactics. The game play has been very engaging and I got sucked into the story. I’m only in the early chapters of the game, but I…

The Departing Tale of Christopher & The Hereafter: Chapter 3

Christopher reached the top of the stairs, stepping behind David into a clearing surrounded by dead-like trees. Every tree, barren of leaves, stood beneath a dense fog that obscured visibility to about three meters. This was “The Hereafter,” as David called it. It was nothing like what Christopher learned from his time at Catechism. Lessons…

The Departing Tale of Christopher & the Hereafter: Chapter 2

The tree was a bitch to climb with all his stuff weighing him down, but David somehow managed. He wasn’t built for athletic feats, but he made it the kid’s window anyway. The branch wavered under his weight, but it didn’t worry him much. Ignoring the sweat running down his back, he looked at the…

The Disrespect, Disgrace, and Dishonor to Urizien

Anger was sometimes likened to the scratch on the roof of your mouth that would only heal if you stopped tonguing. But you didn’t. That small yet agonizing pain settled, taking up residence and permeating through the rest of your nervous system. Pain could be unimaginable, given the right artist and the right tools. Urizien…

Yan Needs to Learn Patience

Today I rolled “HOME” and “PASSION” and went to place where a young man of a noble home is being tutored about his family’s important history during a homeschool lesson. This was a much more lighthearted and needed short fiction. Please enjoy and thanks for stopping by! “Young Master,” my tutor had that look on…