The gates of Sweet Oasis gleamed in the soft light of the southern Hellnian dusk, their bronze-hued metal reflecting the endless nectar spri
The gates of Sweet Oasis gleamed in the soft light...
2025-08-02 03:27:39 +0000 UTC
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The Grand temple of Greed was not a temple in the traditional sense.
It was an institution, a fortress of commerce, built on black stone and polished pride. Its facade stretched wider than a ...
2025-07-30 13:00:15 +0000 UTC
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It had been a week since Abigail last heard from Cashmere.
No update. No coinflip messages. No clever riddles hidden inside locked spellboxes he usually sent for her to decipher, just to be d...
2025-07-29 01:30:12 +0000 UTC
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The journey to Hazy Mountain was quite expensive. A devil of Cashmere’s status didn’t walk when he could buy passage. His golden sedan chair carved from gilded bone made no noise as it hovered ...
2025-07-28 07:09:06 +0000 UTC
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Cashmere had no interest in the performance unfolding before him.
His coin, golden piece etched with black sigils, danced between his fingers in slow flips, catching the ambient light with it...
2025-07-27 20:00:46 +0000 UTC
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Lazmer’s nerves tattered more with every second he sat beneath the weight of Baku’s shadow.
The sky above Hazy Mountain remained broken, heavy with monochrome clouds. But beneath them, so...
2025-07-23 13:00:18 +0000 UTC
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The battlefield stilled beneath a sudden sweep of unfamiliar pressure.
Dozeuff’s Tenet still bled narcotic rain across the ruined ground, his monstrous Nullath coiled behind him like a pati...
2025-07-21 17:34:59 +0000 UTC
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Lazmer stood atop the black hill, his hands clasped behind his back, gaze fixed on the smoldering ruin that Hazy Mountain Fortress was rapidly becoming. From this vantage, he could see the fortress...
2025-07-21 13:00:19 +0000 UTC
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Some time earlier, before Baku’s breakout.
The bunker beneath Hazy Mountain was carved deep beneath ancient rock, reinforced with runes and bound talismans; it existed for survival, not sol...
2025-07-20 09:52:48 +0000 UTC
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The Nightmare descended like a silent executioner.
Its pale blue skin shifted into bruised purple, gleaming faintly beneath the dense clouds of haze laced dream mist that churned silently. It...
2025-07-18 13:00:15 +0000 UTC
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The fog thickened. The beasts multiplied.
Baku moved through them like a phantom wrapped in silk and steel. His swordsmanship made a mockery of the chaos, cutting clean arcs through creatures...
2025-07-16 13:00:19 +0000 UTC
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The Dream Faction moved without hesitation. Fueled by command, determination, and subtle desperation.
At the center of this storm of stolen authority was Lazmer the 22nd Acedia, Advisor and s...
2025-07-14 13:17:43 +0000 UTC
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The cave system rested in a crevice of Greed Territory's western border, nestled behind overgrown briars and ringed by steep, jagged cliffs. In the day, natural mist wreathed the stone like smoke f...
2025-07-12 02:02:00 +0000 UTC
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The convoy stretched across the black basin like an open wound. Six wagons, iron-spined and bone-tired, groaned over cracked stone as the slavers cracked whips and shouted obscenities. The cart bea...
2025-07-12 02:00:04 +0000 UTC
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The tunnels spiraled endlessly. The deeper Vainglory went, the more the void song tightened around his thoughts like a noose.
The first wave had been beasts. Thin, serpent-like things with mo...
2025-07-09 13:00:19 +0000 UTC
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Cashmere stood before the mirror gate beneath the Temple of Greed. In its perfect surface, dozens of himself stared back. Older, younger, thinner, heavier, each version clad in a different color of...
2025-07-09 06:18:15 +0000 UTC
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The Grand Temple of Greed was without a doubt a peculiar place.
It didn’t open into a quiet sanctum like the others did.
It opened into a courtyard of screaming chaos.
Row...
2025-07-08 11:51:22 +0000 UTC
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The stone hallway of the capital's upper ring reeked of sanctified ink and old power. A polished sterility soaked the walls, every line of the architecture too precise to be comforting. It was buil...
2025-07-06 04:14:18 +0000 UTC
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Hazy Mountain Ascension Chambers, Hours earlier.
The room was quiet.
Mist hung in low layers, veiling the carved stone tiles with a dreamlike haze. The natural warmth of the mountain br...
2025-07-05 09:32:48 +0000 UTC
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They came by foot.
Under cover of mist, wrapped in cloaks and sound-muting sigils, the small party descended the north slope of Hazy Mountain without banner or name. The Superbia crest was hi...
2025-07-02 13:00:17 +0000 UTC
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The trio left the Acedia estate without escort.
The gates of the Dream Faction slid shut behind them like the eyelids of something that never slept, finally relaxed.
Outside, the cityâ€...
2025-07-01 01:00:08 +0000 UTC
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I am still working on getting the model for Hannya to be more consistent, but I think it's coming along well! I'm still new to training models and I'm thinking about just getting software for it ra...
2025-06-30 13:00:17 +0000 UTC
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Hey all! This is the closest current map draft of the locations the story has visited in Hellnia. You have no idea how long it took to generate the right(close to right) geography for this map, and...
2025-06-30 13:00:17 +0000 UTC
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The Acedia Estate did not boast like other faction halls.
There were no fountains flowing with molten silver, no windows of gaudy glass, no perfumed courtyards of exotic hel-lilies or rare dr...
2025-06-29 04:08:47 +0000 UTC
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There was no snow in the Capital that day. No hail fell from the sky, no howling winds to signal a cold snap. And yet, those gathered beneath the towering stages of the ceremonial plaza felt a chil...
2025-06-27 13:00:18 +0000 UTC
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The estate of Lord Sinclair Boyd was a sprawling, ugly thing. More gold-leaf than stone, more glass than sense. On a clear day, its reflective pillars shimmered like vanity knives above the dry pla...
2025-06-27 03:00:07 +0000 UTC
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In another place, in the past.
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In a dimly lit room, a woman sat in front of her computer, typing indifferently. Her bloodshot eyes locked on a glow...
2025-06-27 03:00:06 +0000 UTC
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Hello all members! I hope your week has been going well!
Just so you know we have gained 1500 followers on RR! It was a mile stone I wanted to get to and we got it! We are getting MASSIVE rig...
2025-06-27 02:43:52 +0000 UTC
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The hall was quiet except for the echo of footsteps on smooth wood. Salitha walked alone down the corridor of banners and veils, a ceremonial path prepared for her second introduction to the mistre...
2025-06-25 13:00:15 +0000 UTC
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Snow clung to the spires of the Hazy Mountain when Shela returned.
She arrived without escort, walking the winding path up from the valley alone, her cloak thin but unsullied. She did not pau...
2025-06-23 13:10:28 +0000 UTC
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