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The Three Tales: Chapter 6
The king opened the duel doors to the black building.
The building was covered in black ooze, and the interior was covered in more darkness and unknown creatures.
This was a place of evil for both monsters and humans, it was rumored that the devil himself made this place.
The king's steps made marks in the ash on the ground.
It was cold, even colder than the snow outside.
He stepped up the steps and saw a bell covered in black dust, he put his hand upon it.
The bell was cracked and ruined, it would look to be impossible to ring it.
However, he pushed the bell.
It made a very loud noise, it was not ringing, it was screaming.
He did not stir from his place, nor did he flinch when this bell began its cursed tune.
A man emerged from the dark, his appearance rotted and uncanny.
The man stopped the bell's screaming, and bowed to the king.
"My gracious lord," his voice was eerie and sinister.
"The blacken ones await for your ceremony."
The man walked foward, and the king followed him.
The hou
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After Post-Tale, Part 2: The World of Darkness
The wheels screech to a halt as the sand and ashes from the ground rise into the air.
One of the doors opened and Valium stepped out of the vehicle.
Mania allso stepped out of the vehicle and followed Valium to the trunk, while looking around for possessed.
Valium opened the trunk and grabbed a shotgun, he started loading the shells into it.
"What are we doing here?" Mania asked.
Valium looked up at her, "I told you in the car."
"Why did we go to the Empire State Building for gas?"
Valium finished loading the shells and closed the trunk, quickly walking away.
"Valium,"
He looked back,
"What are we doing here?"
Valium sighed and turned around.
"I'm here to kill the Ventriloquist."
Mania's eyes lit up with fear, "The Ventriloquist?"
"Yeah,"
"You mean that big guy that can take control of bodies and make them into puppets?"
"Well, yeah."
Mania turned around and put her hands to her hand, and kicked the car.
Valium was suprised, people would usually run, her reaction was calmer compared to
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After Post-Tale, Part 1: Valium
The ventriloquist quickly scraped across the roads, and the Helix followed him.
The Helix was neither man nor monster, he was able to switch between both.
He took his grandfather's height, his father's intelligence, and his mother's determination.
His human form was good looking, greatly postured, and extremely strong.
However, he stayed a skeleton, to remind himself of his parents and his brother.
Everyone dear to him was taken from the ventriloquist, everyone that walked among him was taken from this hellish world.
He was special, and he didn't know why.
He dragged his sand-filled boots across the ash and debree.
He felt his bones scrape against each other.
The possessed recognised him, and would always attempt to end his life.
None of them succeded, their souls would always crack and break from the bite of his sword.
The sword was broken, it's pieces jagged into the ventriloquist.
His grandfather's sword tracked the pieces, getting him closer and closer to the puppet master.
The swo
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The Three Tales: Chapter 5
The Fall quickly turned to winter.
Snow covered the trees and ground.
"For humans, winter was about survival.
Since humans didn't have fur and couldn't conjure fire to their fingertips, they usually went out hunting.
Many hunters die from wolves, bears, or other hunters.
The deaths of these hunters are usually blamed on the monsters.
Because of this, winter was defending season for them."
Edward scoffed as he closed the book and put it back on the shelf.
"Well is it true?"
Edward turned to Toriel as she stood curious about her question.
"Well it's.... close, yeah. Some what close."
Toriel chuckled slightly,
"Well if that's wrong, why do they invade us so often this winter?"
"It's probably because I am here, instead of there."
Edward turned around and started walking towards the door.
"Why did you leave?"
Edward looked back,
"Well I... it's been a while since I saw you. So I decided to come here."
Toriel walked up to him with a frown.
"You left your kingdom, and put your life at risk, f
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The Three Tales: Chapter 4
Edward and more guards ran up to the gate walls.
When they arrived, they saw three men at the bottom.
Liam was with them, he had a curved knife at his throat.
The men looked directly at Edward and no one else.
These three men were covered in black, in the shadows they would be invisible to the natural eye.
A scratchy and rough voice spoke,
"We told you to keep the gate closed, forever. Now since you have opened it, we will have to kill off your kind."
Edward spoke up,
"As your prince, I ask you to let the boy and this great city alone."
One of the men hissed at him and another coughed.
"If you let monsters shelter you, my 'prince', then you are no longer your father's son."
"Edward! Help-"
Liam's voice was cut short by the blade slicing his flesh.
Liam attempted to hold his throat so the blood from his neck would stop flowing, but nothing helped him.
His blood flowed down to his shirt which began to soak in blood, and he fell to the ground bleeding out.
Edward yelled and the archers sh
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The Three Tales: Chapter 3
The gates to Domus Monstra were huge and threating.
They had long and tall spikes pointing out from the walls made of steel.
The steel gate shone with an urge to stay away, there was unknown sorcery upon it.
The prince looked at the walls of doom.
He put his hand upon it, it felt colder than ice.
"Woah!! This castle is huge!!"
The prince looked back to Liam who was gaping at the walls and towers.
Liam's excitement quickly fluttered away as an arrow flew directly under his legs.
"Who goes there?"
The dog pointed the crossbow at the prince, intent to kill.
"It is me, Edward from Magmum Hominum!"
The dog quickly put the bow down and apologised for firing.
"That is alright, may I come in now?"
"Oh! Yes, sorry sir!"
Edward put his hand up as a gesture of good faith after the dog's second apology.
The gates opened before him, making sounds of creaking and cracking.
Edward stepped foward and was well recieved by the guard's by the gate.
"Master Edward! So good to finally see you after so long
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The Three Tales: Chapter 2
The prince started heading his way down a long road.
No horse, no men, just by himself and his two feet.
He walked in the direction of Domus Monstra, the kingdom of monsters.
There were humans telling him to turn away, not to go due to the horrors of unholyness they will unleash upon him.
He ignored many of these requests, until he came upon this small boy.
"Where are you going?"
The boy asked,
"I'm going to Domus Monstra, heard of it?"
"It sounds cool! Can I come?"
The prince was suprised at this request.
A human would most likely shun him for even saying that, but this boy is completly different.
"What's your name kid?"
"I am Liam the Great! You'll see me as a mighty king one day!"
Liam ran to a rock, big for his size, and atttempted to lift it.
He was unable to lift this mighty rock, he gave up and fell defeated.
The prince chuckled under his breath, then lifted the rock for Liam.
Liam was astonished at what he saw, and immediatly grew inspiration for him.
"Woah!! I bet you can lift
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The Three Tales: Prologue
"Bring in monster 2104-B"
A unlocking sound came from the other side of the door.
The monster that was on the other side was an old turtle.
He had grey hair, which was unusual to humans because it was unnatural to see growing hair on a reptile.
"Please, sit down."
The instructor was a human, of course, had jet black hair and a suit on for the occasion.
The turtle sat down with a kind of happy look on his face.
"How could he remain happy in here?"
The instructor thought,
"We were similar to his position and we were completely furious."
The instructor stopped thinking about the turtle.
He pulled out some files from his brief case, they were pictures of old customs.
Not really happy pictures, but they weren't supposed to be that happy.
"Now, could you tell me your name, please?"
"Gerson, do I need to spell it for you?"
"No, I know how to spell it."
Gerson had a sort of comforting look on his face, like a grandpa.
"Could you tell me your age?"
"Monster years or Human years?"
"Either one is
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TeenFell Contest Entry
"Damnit it Sans! Another fight!"
Sans take a puff out of his cig, he had bloody fists and a slight fracture to the skull.
He had a fight with one of the nicest boys in the school, Devon.
Devon bumped into Frisk in the hallway, she dropped almost everything she was holding.
Devon, being the gentleman he was, helped to pick up the books and apologized.
Sans didn't take his actions very lightly, in fact, it was the first time he punched someone in a long time.
After his anger managment classes and his "Family Meetings" with his Dad, he calmed down for a while.
"What can I say, felt good, don't regret it a single bit"
"Well, I'm sure he regrets being a gentleman!!"
"He should, he's not even that nice, it's only towards Frisk."
"That you're wrong about, he helped you yesterday with your history homework, and you got the first B in a long time of classes!!"
It's true that Devon was like the nicest kid in town, too bad he lives in a town full of strangers and crazy people.
"You know what, I'm
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I just wanna say that I'm grateful for all of you, whether that be two or hundreds of you reading this right now, I've just learned that one of my friends recently became a school shooter, and is now coming back to school Monday after a 10 day suspension, I don't know if I will live or die that day, I wanna thank those who take the time out of their day to read and enjoy my stories, hopefully I come back well on Monday, if not, then all of you have been a complete pleasure to write for, and I don't regret a single moment of it, thank you and unfortunately goodbye

Miche, if you're reading this and I'm dead, then don't take my death as another ending, think of it as me just writing another story, or completing another chapter of our role-play, I've missed the good days, and now it seems like those days will forever be lost, and I will never see or talk to you again, I'll be there for you, always

Your author, friend, and college
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P.S. I'll never forget my time here, death or life, it's been forever unforgettable
The king opened the duel doors to the black building.
The building was covered in black ooze, and the interior was covered in more darkness and unknown creatures.
This was a place of evil for both monsters and humans, it was rumored that the devil himself made this place.
The king's steps made marks in the ash on the ground.
It was cold, even colder than the snow outside.
He stepped up the steps and saw a bell covered in black dust, he put his hand upon it.
The bell was cracked and ruined, it would look to be impossible to ring it.
However, he pushed the bell.
It made a very loud noise, it was not ringing, it was screaming.
He did not stir from his place, nor did he flinch when this bell began its cursed tune.
A man emerged from the dark, his appearance rotted and uncanny.
The man stopped the bell's screaming, and bowed to the king.
"My gracious lord," his voice was eerie and sinister.
"The blacken ones await for your ceremony."
The man walked foward, and the king followed him.
The house was filled with strange noises and alarming sights.
None of which made the king worry.
The man stopped at the double doors leading to the blacken ones.
He then kneeled, "May you be the truest lord."
The king opened the doors.
The blacken ones were seven rotted away lords, all of which had failed their task.
Their task was to kill the monsters and have the humans rule over the earth.
When a lord succeeds in this task, he will be promised great power and dominion over the void.
Those who fail have to live with rotting and decay for all eternity.
He kneeled to the blacken ones, and awaited a response.
"Out of all the lords, you seem to be the closet to destroying this cancer to humanity."
"Indeed, you have pleased us well. Allow us to give you a token of our thanks."
All the blacken ones put their hands foward, and established a hammer made in the depths of the void.
The hammer allowed transport to the void, where he will be able to condemn those who wrong him.
When the king gripped this hammer, his skin baked and boiled, making only a skeletal hand appear.
He did not flich, he did not scream, he felt no pain.
His skin cracked and peeled, but he felt no pain.
He was now a skeleton, making him a symbol of death and disease.
"Arise now, and show them this great power."
The king arised and began to walk out of the room.
"Show them,"
The king kicked the doors opened, killing the man standing outside.
"the power,"
The king lifted his hammer, making the creatures come to his side and serve him.
"of the Dark Lord."
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The wheels screech to a halt as the sand and ashes from the ground rise into the air.
One of the doors opened and Valium stepped out of the vehicle.
Mania allso stepped out of the vehicle and followed Valium to the trunk, while looking around for possessed.
Valium opened the trunk and grabbed a shotgun, he started loading the shells into it.
"What are we doing here?" Mania asked.
Valium looked up at her, "I told you in the car."
"Why did we go to the Empire State Building for gas?"
Valium finished loading the shells and closed the trunk, quickly walking away.
"Valium,"
He looked back,
"What are we doing here?"
Valium sighed and turned around.
"I'm here to kill the Ventriloquist."
Mania's eyes lit up with fear, "The Ventriloquist?"
"Yeah,"
"You mean that big guy that can take control of bodies and make them into puppets?"
"Well, yeah."
Mania turned around and put her hands to her hand, and kicked the car.
Valium was suprised, people would usually run, her reaction was calmer compared to others that walked with him.
Mania went around the car, walked up to him, then slapped him across the face.
Valium didn't flinch, but it still hurt a bit.
"What the hell's wrong with you? Are you trying to get yourself killed?"
"Well, actually-"
"Why!? Out of all the people I could have ended up with, I end up with the nutcase trying to kill a puppet maker!"
Valium was about to respond, but a loud scream echoed to their way.
They both stepped back, expecting something to come.
Mania reached for her pistol, but she pulled thin air out instead.
Valium noticed the absence of the gun, he gave her a glance and threw her the keys to get access to the trunk.
She caught the keys and ran to the car.
Valium stood back with his shotgun drawn, looking around for anything out of the ordinary.
The scream was closer, footsteps could be heard.
A monster popped out and fell to the ground, he was filled with malaise and covered in blood.
He looked towards Valium, and felt hope for his life.
"Help! Don't let me die please!"
Valium tried to advance towards him, but possessed got to him first.
They jumped on him, peeled his flesh off, and bit at his bones.
The monster turned to dust, ending his suffering.
The possessed looked toward Valium, and recognised his sword.
One of them stepped foward and gurgled words out, "You will not progress far, Helix."
Valium pointed the weapon towards them, his hands slowly regaining flesh.
"Possessed will never end my trail."
Mania lifted the trunk open and looked at her options of a weapon.
She hurried her decision when she started hearing Valium's weapon going off.
After her unnecessary delay, she quickly hurried to Valium.
The sky turned blood red, dark clouds started covering the sun.
The ground shook, making left over buildings shake and crumble.
Debree was now a danger to Mania as she had to pass next to a building to get to Valium.
Crumbs of buildings fell on her hair and bodies fell in front of her.
Luckly, she made it out of the disaster alive.
When Mania arrived to Valium, she saw him punching a possessed to death.
After his fit of anger, he walked up to Mania.
"What took you so long?"
Mania drew her weapon and pointed it at Valium.
Valium stepped back, and put his hands in the air.
"Woah, woah, put the gun down."
Mania's hands shook, making the gun shake as well.
"How did you turn into a human?"
He was confused for a moment, but he looked at his hands and saw they were covered in flesh.
"Listen, I know it looks strange but-"
His words were quickly stopped by a sudden darkness that covered everything.
Valium recognised the void-like mist, and held out his sword.
The blade gleamed with light, signifying the pieces are nearby.
Just as he was about to walk foward, he heard a whisper in his ear.
"Come and face me, Helix."
The ventriloquist quickly scraped across the roads, and the Helix followed him.
The Helix was neither man nor monster, he was able to switch between both.
He took his grandfather's height, his father's intelligence, and his mother's determination.
His human form was good looking, greatly postured, and extremely strong.
However, he stayed a skeleton, to remind himself of his parents and his brother.
Everyone dear to him was taken from the ventriloquist, everyone that walked among him was taken from this hellish world.
He was special, and he didn't know why.
He dragged his sand-filled boots across the ash and debree.
He felt his bones scrape against each other.
The possessed recognised him, and would always attempt to end his life.
None of them succeded, their souls would always crack and break from the bite of his sword.
The sword was broken, it's pieces jagged into the ventriloquist.
His grandfather's sword tracked the pieces, getting him closer and closer to the puppet master.
The sword glimmered brightly, telling it's master the way to it.
He looked around.
Corpses, ashes, debree, and dust surrounded him.
This sight was normal to him, he knew that this world filled itself with death.
He walked through the freeway road, seeing rusted cars along the way.
His sand-filled boots cracked glass and rocks alike.
The gleaming sun looked down on him, making him hot and tired.
He was about halfway the freeway when he heard a car alarm go off under him.
He gripped his sword, drew his pistol, and jumped to the ground.
His hand made contact with the ground as he landed.
When he looked up he saw a car in perfect condition.
He cautiously stepped up to the vehicle, fowarding the pistol before the corners.
It seemed no one was around, he holstered the pistol and looked at the car.
The lights were on, the glass was uncracked, and the engine was running.
Someone must have turned it on.
He opened the door to the vehicle, looking around inside.
A black backpack was in the passenger seat.
He pulled it out and opened the bag to reveal it's contents.
There was food, water, and some pictures.
He took out the pictures, he saw a family of three.
There was a small child, they looked happy and satified with their life.
He stared at the picture for a few moments.
Rocks behind suddenly fell over, the sound of quick movement followed it.
The Helix took out his sword, and gripped his pistol tightly.
"Who's there!?"
His voice echoed through the sandy terrain.
Nothing responded to the call, but he decided to play a trick.
"I see you, come out or it will end badly for you!"
He heard rocks crunch, and then he saw a human woman with her hands up come out of the corner.
The woman had a green jacket, blue jeans, and a red bandanna tied to her neck.
She also had a rifle attached to her back, with a bandolier of bullets on her belt.
"Is this your car?" The woman asked,
"I was about to ask the same thing."
The woman looked past him, and saw no other people.
"You out here all alone?"
He frowned and gripped the pistol pointing at her.
"Unfortunately, anyone with you?"
"No, I haven't seen another person in days."
He looked at her for a moment.
She had no blood on her clothes or hands, looked pretty sane, and seemed to be telling the truth.
He lowered the gun and moved back to the vehicle door.
He opened the trunk and looked in the back.
The woman put her hands down and walked towards it.
She was amazed at how a car can function during these days.
Her natural instincts took control of her and looked around inside the car.
The Helix, on the other hand, found the back to be stocked with supplies.
There was guns, ammo, scrap, gas, clothes, and tools in the trunk.
While he was admiring all this, the woman put her rifle to his head.
"I think I'll be taking this."
He looked up and saw the woman trying to keep the rifle on him.
She wasn't that threatening, mostly because the safety was still on.
He looked at her rifle for a few moments, then back at her.
"I think you're dead wrong."
He took out his blade and started to advance towards her.
She started backing up and tried pulling the trigger.
He took the rifle out of her hands and put the broken blade to her throat.
She looked hopelessly at him,
"Wait! Don't kill me please! I was greedy and selfish but please don't do this!"
Her eyes flowed with tears, the Helix felt a bit of pity but it passed quickly.
He sheathed the sword, and showed the rifle to her.
He pointed to the safety,
"You see this, it's a safety, make sure it's showing a red dot before you try and threaten someone."
He put the rifle to his side, tossed it in the trunk, and went inside the vehicle.
He thought about leaving her there, he could have left her and his problems would be gone and he could finally catch the ventriloquist.
His conscious wouldn't allow it.
"Get in."
She hesitated for a moment, but she eventually got in the car and they drove off.
"What's your name?" He asked,
"Oh, it's Mania."
He chuckled,
"Mania, that's a very strange name."
She rolled her eyes and sighed,
"What's yours?"
"My name?"
He forgot it for a few months, but he lifted his sleeve and saw the word.
"Valium, my name is Valium."
After Post-Tale, Part 1: Valium
I am a very big fan of this comic series called 'Post-Tale'. 
I have been thinking about it for a while and I really couldn't resist making short stories on it.
The talented person who makes the comics is :icontruewinterspring:
I highly advise looking at it, it is really good.
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I just want to say how greatful I am to those who watch me and read my stories, it really means a lot to me

Even if a single person read and enjoyed everything I make, I would still be satisfied.

Thank you all for taking your time to recognize me

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Are you still there? Are you ok?
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Yeah, just got shot below the lung
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