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There is no being in this world more horrific or monstrous than Sephiroth.Settlements burn in the wake of his anger. Armies fall to his indomitable strength. The planet trembles before his very might. He haunts all who witness his ghostly form and reptilian eyes.But what does it really mean, to be a monster...?___This is a story exploring Sephiroth's character and psychology, the bonds he once shared, and the role his creators played in his life. What it means to be a monster, the experience of being different, and a look at a vulnerable, painful yearning hidden behind a mask of hatred.…
The Indominus Rex was a monster. She had known that from the beginning. Always, she had this sensation that she was... different. Everything feared her. But why? What made her such a monster? Why did the entire world seem to reject her very existence?... Why...?- - - -The park is open. With over 20,000 guests at any given time, Jurassic World is the most popular theme park on the planet. Yet, even with all the dinosaurian attractions, sales have slowly but surely been decreasing year by year. But the park had a plan that would get everything back on track. They would create The Untameable King; the first attraction that does not represent a particular dinosaur species- rather, it as an amalgamation of different creatures, to create an asset that is bigger, louder, and has more teeth.Little did they know that they had created the perfect killing machine...But, even so... did she not feel like every other creature did? Did she not feel pain, fear and love? Was she just an attraction, just a weapon, or was she... something more?- - -This is a rewrite of a fanfiction I wrote in 2015. However, this version will be substantially different (e.g. uses multiple POVs instead of mainly relying on the Indominus Rex's), and will incorporate some changes from the film.…
Dune was lucky- very lucky. He was still alive, even though he was a runt. He was alpha of his pack. Even if he was weak, his luck helped him survive all his challengers!However, a day came when everything changed.Betrayed and left for dead by the raptor he trusted the most, he realizes just how cruel the world really is. He realizes that, if one wants to be strong, if one wants to stay alive, they must never love or trust.And so, Dune's bloody tale of revenge begins...#10 in Dinosaur (as of 06/04/2019)…
66,000,000 years ago.Black Talon knew life was cruel. He knew all too well. But, he also knew that now was a time for rest- he had his pack, and his friends by his side. Things were actually quite good.But it was not going to last.A virus.A virus came.Those who become infected become known as The Virals.As the world crashes down around him, Black Talon knows he can either give up and die, or fight to survive. But things are not so easy when the past and the present constantly haunt your mind...#35 in virus (05/12/2018)#15 in dinosaur (06/04/2019)…
I will never forget what happened to me all those years ago. The day I lost everything- my mother, my entire pack- still stays vivid in my broken mind, haunting me to this very day. I was so young when it happened, yet I still remember the blood leaking out of the necks that had been slit, and the last screams of intense fear from creatures I had known from birth.I am a Deinonychus, and I am the last of my kind.#3 in prehistoric (as of 13/12/2018)…
I am a Utahraptor, known throughout these lands as 'The Merciless'. I am a killer who feels no sympathy, and I have only one goal in life. This goal I must achieve, no matter how much blood must be spilled. Avenge my son. Kill the pack of Deinonychus who dared attack him. Destroy them all. Every last one.#1 in Prehistoric (as of 05/12/2018)#9 in Dinosaur (as of 06/12/2018)…
Just a collection of short stories I will be writing as practice for when I'm taking a break from RoW's final draft. I'll also place here some stories that I have written in the past.…
Hmm. I like drawing. Come here and see my pictures. We can have our eyes bleed together.Anyway. I'm going to be drawing my OCs, characters from stuff I like, dinosaurs, aliens, whatever I'm in the mood for. If you enjoy, follow this book. I like having my work acknowledged. It serves to fuel my ever-growing, world-consuming arrogance.(Yes, this is in the horror genre. Where else would it be?)…
Here I will mainly be writing thoughts on movies. Occasionally there may be a few books or series. Obviously this is all my personal opinion. This isn't professional, mainly just me either gushing on something or hating on something.There will be rants, some of which will be on more popular stuff. Don't go all up in my face because I have a different opinion to yours, blah blah blah.…
I had lost her. The one I loved, the one I would die for, had perished. I stood over her broken body, as tears trickled down my cheek, dripping one by one onto her blood- the blood which would have kept her alive. The meteors outside the cave didn't stop slamming into the ground, creating an eruption of debris. I closed my eyes, and entered what seemed to be a flashback...…
