A Very Delusional Christmas

I'm basically a cosmic diety in these stories. or, a christmas spirit, or..." he scowled. "something? i dunno. i never laid down any hard and fast rules. the point is, that was some fine, fine, christmas goose." "that was a pig!"

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The Witch

The smaller doe. . . might not be a diety then. maybe. . . still an angel of some sort? she was certainly greater than a mouse should be; stopped a rat cold, even had one that was her servant! and then there was that owl. . .

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Visitors Of Thunder Castle - Tales Of The Seven Tower -

When they long last did finish, he thanked a dozen of dieties, that he could finally eat without disturbing them. he got up from his pillows and stretched his wings. as he walked over to the sacks full of food he took a good look of the dragoness.

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Roto Fortuna: Children of the Fallen

An example would be the such weapons like the norse lance gungnir crafted by dwarves for the diety odin. while any method can create a weapon of evil, only the greatest of calamities can make a truly powerful one. a prime example would be soul edge.

Ascension: Kaji

The diety's head rose at the mention of his name. zalios stood on his four legs and nimbly descended the staircase to his left, coming to rest before the draolf and minotaur.

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The Trial But With Pig TF

Gods were born that day, springing forth from the forehead of a stone-faced diety above them all who could only bow reverently in josie's direction. these gods sang in voices that shook the heavens and formed the land itself.

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Snowblind: The Full Novel

Damn this blizzard. Can't see a thing. The Snowcat that we were in was taking it in stride, though. Big enough treads, and you can go through anything. I turned to my fellows in the vehicle with me. I knew several of them just by reputation, though....

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How I got Damned

Meanwhile ushi, his mother was crouching outside the torrent of dust, in which her son was to strike a deal with the oldest diety in the deserts. she was calling out for him over the howling of the wind.

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The Sparks of an Ancient Light

Two months ago, Marigold's street was a circus of news reporters and investigators. The eight year old equine girl had seen animals camped on her family's front lawn that she'd never knew existed until these tumultuous times. The media frenzy was the...

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