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Alpha Beta Delta - Chapter 1
Disclaimer: The characters and the story are wholly a product of my imagination. The setting of this is fictitious and it is not my intention to hurt anyone through this. Any resemblance of the characters to any person living or dead is purely fictitious.

Some people might find the social setting of the story offensive, but as I said, it is all purely fictitious and is not intended to take on or point at any particular class of the current society.



My current name is Claire. That should tell you already that I am a high-ranked Alpha.
Like any other member of the biped species, I was given a 'Z' name when I was born - Zayna. However, I do not remember anyone calling me by that time, for I was quickly promoted to Veronica 1 month after I was born, just by virtue of my surviving the first month chance of death by infection - which meant I was more resistant to infection than 35% of other new born in my species. I am told that in the times tha
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Literature
The Book of Dzan: part 2
Dzan
The Red Book
    Whilst studying with Trios, Dzan had an epiphany,
one that involved the health and theory of finite beings. 
To mortals, spirits like Dzan must seem like a deity 
who then might reveal existence's secrets and meanings.
Although Dzan had written the Book of Souls for traveling,
he had not intended to share it with another plane.
He pondered the potential in scrawling his babbling
into another book, to encompass knowledge arcane.
    Trios suggested compartmentalizing his lessons,
so that Dzan might widen the net of wisdom he could use.
Trios made new over-complicated inventions,
of an academic nature, but they proved too abstruse.
Dzan decided upon a simplified curriculum.
He knew temporal creatures had quite limited life spans,
and seeds of information entered their ossiculum
with little endozoochory to the rest of their clans. 
    So, Dzan chos
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Literature
Symbiosis
     It was a mob, a nonviolent one to be sure, but a mob all the same.  Cameras, reporters, conspiracy protesters and pro-symbiotic demonstrators…hundreds of voices demanding attention; all being held back from the walkway to the hospital entrance by nothing more than police tape and mounted officers on horseback.  It didn’t look like it would be enough, but the barer held.
    Ray wanted to sink into the ground and hide.  He already had a long day starting at four in the morning at the factory.  He stank of sweat and wore his beat up t-shirt with a stupid phone company logo that he hated (he didn’t see the need to be a walking billboard, he just wore that shirt because he didn’t mind ruining it), old slightly baggy jeans with a hole in the left knee and heavy work boots that hurt his feet and he desperately wanted to take off.  His brown hair was a bit of a mess and he had faint dark circles unde
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Literature
Eden Symbiotic Prologue
     
Prologue:

     The beginning of Eden’s history is a strange and tragically violent one.  In the beginning, Eden had another name, Za-ru-crosh, which meant "New Hope" in the language of the Ozbeen.
     Za-ru-crosh was an uninhabited planet with Earth-like conditions that spun in a solar system much like Earth’s own with three moons instead of only one.  The first was a bit smaller than Earth’s moon and the farthest out.  The second moon was smaller still and the third and closest moon was the smallest.  They were called The Three Sisters.  Even centuries later, after Za-ru-crosh’s name was changed to Eden, their name endured.
     The recorded history of New Hope begins in another distant galaxy when a fleet of colonial ships “set sail” across the void to their new home world.  It begins with a hope for peac
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Literature
Unexpected Cargo Ch. 1
Running
      A desperate man fled through a desolate landscape east towards the safety of the weathered stones ahead.  With any luck, he had lost his pursuers for good this time.  The new day was already promising a blistering heat and he carried no water, no food and no gear to help him to survive for long.  His dust colored robes and pants billowed back in the rising wind and he worried that a sandstorm might be approaching.  It would a blessing if he found shelter in time.
      Jonathan Taylor Smith, also sometimes known as Desert Rat, didn't know why King Richard's guards were still perusing him so determinedly across the Red Sands Desert.  He was just a political nobody that transported cargo and passengers.
      Not all of his cargo and business ventures were technically legal, but he never hauled anything like weapons or narcotics.  His last commission seemed a mere kindness
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Literature
An Admirals Last Day
Thomas stood frozen, shocked with fear thinking at speeds that he couldn't even process. His thoughts racing repeatedly through his mind as podracers do around a track. Thomas realized for the first time that his time has come; he was going to die. Thomas was on the bridge of his Star Destroyer looking out through its perfectly transparent windows watching identical Star Destroyers explode or implode while hearing the screams of their captains from the comms station nearby. TIE fighters were everywhere, hundreds of them were deployed into combat. Unfortunately, the rebels had hundreds of their X-wing fighters which easily outmatched the TIE fighters. This paved the way for their Y-bombers which swiftly overwhelmed the Star Destroyers. s Thomas stood frozen in shock as he heard a faint voice grow louder and louder filled with fear as it approached him. This had Thomas dazed until he was violently shoved back into reality. He reflexively turned around unholstering his blaster pistol brin
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Literature
A Journey Through War
War, such a minuscule word that has claimed a monstrous amount of lives. It's an interesting little word that engulfs your mind as you think more about it as your thoughts delve deeper and deeper into the exhilarating skirmishes brave soldiers  fought to give what you have today.  War fortunately  has to be carefully crafted like an exquisite painting; generals are the talented artists, the battlefield is the canvas, soldiers are the graceful brushes, gushing blood is the paint, and death is the admirer of these grand works. The dark hidden shadow that hides in plain sight following all to their eventual demise requests these grand creations for himself by corrupting the thoughts of those in great power, convincing the good to do bad and the  bad to lay down their fist. Once he starts his work, even the calmest, peaceful nobles become hotheaded, warmongering, behemoths relentlessly obliterating all in their path to fill their new thirst that death admitted to them.
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O
the one ring
yes
that
one ring
many have sought to possess it
some have killed for it
most have never managed to get their hands on it
and the ones who have
some
some among them have done truly terrible things with it
yet it is a mere tool
an instrument of power through which many things can be accomplished
whether for good
or for ill
or so i thought
those seven years ago
when i first slipped that ring upon my finger
yes it was a ring of power
but it was not the kind of power i had imagined
with this ring i would make this world a good place
a better place
or so i used to think
it was not so easy
yes the ring could control people
most everyone all the time
but there were some who operated partly outside the ring s influence
some in the shadows
some in the light
and some lost in the wilderness
they were not completely immune to the ring s powers
but if they moved fast enough
if they stayed hidden long enough
i soon found they could reach me before i could defend myself
and the ones in t
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Character Quiz
#1 Answer these for your character (or soon to be character)to develop their personality!
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hair color:
hair type:
braided/ponytail(s)/lose
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ornaments in hair: bow/beads/ribbons/hair bands/clips
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voice:
 
Dresses: long/short
Kimono/Sari/ Cheongsam/contemporary/robe
Victorian/medieval/renaissance/Lolita/ sporty (color)
T-shirt/blouse/sweater:
V-neck/cropped/long sleeve/short sleeve (color)
Headwear:
baseball cap/wool hat/hood/tiara/crown/jester cap/animal cap/"Link" hat/fedora/pageboy hat/beret/bridal veil/headdress
Pretty add-ons:
Jewelry- cuffs/pearls/amulet/beads/friendship bracelet/gimp/choker/earrings/rings/ankle bracelet
Makeup- eye shadow/blush/eye liner/lipstick/ traditional markings
mask- war-like/mystical/superhero
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Admist the countryland, there were hectares of farms full of blessings such as rice and other crops. The life lies around it was a life of daily grinding and waiting patiently for the harvest blessed by the heavenly God. There was a little girl named Roselia. Just like a little child, she was innocent, kind, and energetic. Her family was poor and her father is the head of their village. As a kid, she always has a dream; to fly to a land far away with wings with her family. She wishes to be free from the land of suffering. She heard tales of beauty, privileges and luxury beyond the land they live. She did always think that the life she and her family were living was a boring one.  One night, the friar from a corporation, together with his two guards, visited his family. The friar came to demand the family for the tax that was unpaid for a long time. The increase of the tax due to interest is insane that even the family have to complain about it. The father and the friar have a heated argument. The friar insulted the name of the family because of their unsightly circumstance. The father was furious. He landed an unexpected blow on the friar’s face. The guards knocked him down and continued beating him even when he is already a beaten pulp. “No! Stop please. I beg of you! We will pay it if you just give us more time.” The mother helplessly begs. “That’s enough!” , the friar shouted. A blood dripped from the opening of his mouth and a bruise is noticeably marked on his face.  “All of you are stubborn as ever like your late grandfather even though I have generously let you own this part of the land. Fine, since I’m   kind, I’ll give you one, ONCE MORE, a chance. This will be it!.” The friar exclaimed. “We’ll be on our way”. He further added as he turns his back on the family while exiting the household.
--“Hmph…There’s nothing to be rushed about. As long as I keep it low, these pathetic people around this land will have nothing to say about against me but what a kind friar I am. This puny family will though feel my wrath soon.”--
--“It’s alright my children. This is nothing to be worried about. Daddy will soon shove to that obnoxious friar’s face what we’ve got. Let’s all have our dinner now.” –
Tomorrow is another day for the family to do its usual stuff; working all day at the fields. “Rosel!” Her mother called. “ Can you fetch some water at the well”. Her mother asked. “Haahhh” she gasped. “Can’t little brother or at least pa do it?” she complained. “Eh? What’s with that attitude? Do you think your little Pepe can actually do that and also you know your dad has better things to do at the field.  I have to help too your father. You’re at least the only one who we can count on.”  She replied. “But it’s so far away and I have to carry that too much.” Rosel talked back. “You’re so helpless. Now, now, enough complains and do your part.” Mother said so to forcefully end the menial argument. Rosel pouted then frowned while walking pass the fields heavily. “We’re looking forward to it, Rosel” The father loudly said so when she was passing the field. She looked at the direction of her father from afar and sees her father smiling. She lost the sullen face and took a deep exhale. She continued to go to the well. The well is very far from home that it would take about 20-30 mins of walking. She came across several nipa huts along the neighborhood and other owned farmlands. The cold breeze blew when she finally reached the well. There was someone there also gathering some water. It was an old woman. For her it’s already a déjà vu that something like this happens. She never met that old woman though. The old woman looked like she was having a hard time. Roselia complains quietly to herself with ever so childish murmur and proceed to help the woman. “Thank you, young lady” The old woman said. “Nah, this isn’t much for me.” Roselia modestly answered even with a weird smile on her face. The old woman understood knew the truth behind that smile. “Do you live nearby?”,  Roselia asked. “Yes, come quickly so you can hurry back to your home”. They walk to the home as they are supposed to. They form two significant shapes on the scenery of the country land when looked from afar.
“Beautiful day isn’t it, neh?” the old woman asked “Yeah, it seems so. Everything though is usually boring and unsightly no matter how nice the day is.” Rosel said so with the tedious expression.” Is that so? Maybe there just things you don’t see or at least don’t see the way I see it.” replied with a small but seemingly sincere smile.
-“I mean nothing that interesting happens everyday except those days when the military police just randomly scouts the village. That’s really scary. And… those times we were having fiestas but it’s not like we even get to join with those flashy folks.”
-“Hmm…That may be true, that it is. Even so, there are just circumstances that are worth thanking with the little things we just have, neh. Going extravagant is not bad though. What kind of interesting things would even want to happen, neh?”
-“Hmmm…I don’t know. Maybe a haunting ghost haunts the village. See a giant tall monkey smoking tobacco wandering around?  Actually, I am really thinking of leaving this land go beyond from here and see how big the world really is. I even heard there is even a land full of yellow people.”-
-“Yellow people?”-
-“Yes, you know… those people who say “chings and chongs” a lot with eyes so narrow and slanted. (I’m sorry) I met once one of those people who is a merchant. I just don’t get it why they are the yellow people though. I did hear there is land where dreams can even be fulfilled. A land that is anything but it’s not this one. My pa and ma said I can go to that land if I try to study hard. They promised me to get to school soon…….
You know, grandma? Sometimes I do wish something interesting does happen to me and even to my whole family. Sometimes I wish God would just grant us wings like birds in just one prayer. Then, we’ll finally fly far away from here.”-
-“Hahahaha ahahah ugh ugh. You’re a quite a dreamer, young lady, neh. I hear you though, that I do. I do wish God can just give me wings and enjoy flying. Heeehheeeheehee.”-
-“You didn’t have to laugh like that you heard something stupid”-
-“Oh no it’s nothing like that.”-
The two already arrived at the house of the old lady without noticing it after the quite a while conversation. “You know, young lady? I am quite a magician of myself” the old woman said.”Eh?” Roselia questions with a confused face. “As a magician, I can actually give you wings without asking to God for some. Come anytime again here if you want to see for yourself”. She exclaimed.”…..” , Roselia . Roselia parted from the old woman and get back to the well. As she was walking back to her home while carrying a heavy bucket of water, she was thinking deeply about what the old woman said about giving her wings. Part of her thinks it’s just some old jokes or tricks would any adult pull on little kids. On the other hand, she thinks it would be amazing if it wasn’t a bluff. She thought about it throughout her trip.
The night came, the family already settled on their beds. Everyone is already heavy silent on their beds but Roselia was not. The voice of the old woman while saying that statement she made at her home echoes back and forth in her mind. Finally, she decided to come over again to her tomorrow.
The night has passed and so a new day starts. She cheerfully accepted her mother’s request to gather some bucket and immediately took off. The mother was confused and surprised of the sudden behavior. She ran to her destination but lost her breath halfway through. She finally arrived at the front door of the old woman’s home. She for a second hesitated. The cold breeze suddenly blew.  Before she can knock, the door opened as she was able to see old wrinkled face woman again after they met yesterday.”Oh you’re back already? I guess you couldn’t rest that easily. Some girl are you, neh.” the old woman said with a laughter. “Come in please” she continued. Both settled on the living room. The house was nicely furnished. The old woman prepared both of them sweet potatoes. There a was silence for moment while eating. The old woman finally broke the silence, “I see you have taken consideration for what I have said yesterday. “I-I knew you were just tricking me by bringing it up just like any other adults would do.” Roselia said with bashful tone. Well then, follow me then.” She said it with a smile. They both walked into a room upstairs where the atmosphere is totally different. The room was like a setup for a horror show. There were amulets hanging on the side. Some preserved bones of some small animals. Candles were scattered around the area. “Grandma, this room looks a bit scary”, Rosel said with a distressed face. “This is nothing worry about. These things are just for show. You are completely safe in here. The writer couldn’t ju-AAAHH” the old woman scream in fear when a rat passed by. “Is that so?” Roselia said. “ As I was saying, you after all came here to have wings, didn’t you? There’s nothing else I would do to you but give you that wish as I will promise.” She explained. “Does that I mean I can finally fly freely just as I wished to?!”, she said quickly with a cheerful expression. “Yes, indeed my young lady. This will be the best day of your life, neh?”.  Roselia gradually lifted up her expression just like how his cheeks lift when she smiled. “All you have to do is drink this formula I made and sit over there.”  Roselia did as she was told to. The old woman stand in front of her and started to perform a chant while waving some strange hand gestures in front of her face. Both of them found it funny but they resisted to laugh back. Before Roselia knew it, she fell asleep.
She woke up the next morning in her house feeling a bit heaviness in her head but she feels lively as ever. She thought for a second that it was all just a dream. She felt disappointment but smiled and said, “What a totally random and strange dream I had”. She proceed to eat her breakfast along with the family and greet them a good morning. A fly passes by bugs around her little brother while his breakfast. The little brother tried to catch the fly but he couldn’t. Suddenly, Roselia single-handedly caught the fly like it was nothing. All were confused for the moment “Woah, you’re so amazing, sis!” the little brother exclaimed with wide-opened eyes. “Yeah, I guess” with a low tone, Roselia said so. The family didn’t bother ponder on further and think it was just some luck and continued their breakfast. So anticlimactic. Everyone proceed normally on they should do. The drill is out of question. Roselia still ended up being asked to gather some water. When she sets on, she felt so much energy in her body that hastily ran. She noticed her pace seems faster than usually she has. She felt she can go on running forever without feeling to fall on her knees. At the well she arrived, she didn’t feel like breathing deeply to catch up some breath. While she was loading some water she looked on the direction where it would lead to to old lady’s house. She digress her thoughts and as soon as the bucket filled she headed back home promptly. As she headed home, her father noticed something unusual to her daughter. He can’t somehow settle his mind about. “Rosel.” He called “You seem full of energy today. Did something good happen?” he said. “Well, maybe… maybe something did”, she replied. “Boyfriend?”, father added. “Stop adding overused jokes just lighten up the mood.” ,Rosel with dreadful tone said to her father…or me. The father just smiled and continued to do his work. A little while has passed and Roselia’s neighborhood friends came to invite her to play along with them. The mother accepted the daughter’s permission and so Roselia was saved from doing some more duties on that day. Many of her friends noticed her unusual but amazing physical performance while they are playing. She seems way faster, more flexible, and faster at reaction. They found her amazing. Roselia felt good and embarrassed with so much praise from her friends. The night came and everything was already done for the day is ready to move on. Everyone was asleep but Roselia wasn’t. She didn’t feel like it at all. She quietly went outside to get some fresh air with the night having its full moon. The night at the countryside was calming and its scene may strike one’s soul. She felt refreshed and calm as the cold breeze gently blew against her. She remembered at some point from her dream when that the old lady she can only fly at night and never in the morning for its rays would turn her into ashes. She also remembered how the old lady taught her to put out her wings. She still thought the whole dream was funny but ironically she still did as what she was told to…………..WWWHHHHHEEEEEE She’s really flying!
Roselia was astounded by the unbelievable result. She is really flying. Her wings spread freely and resembles of those of the bats. Her expectations got spoiled after seeing that. Nevertheless, she flew freely and with joy. So much joy she was experiencing, she almost burst into tears. She flew across the night sky making a remarkable scene along with the full waxed moon. When she flew more higher she lost a bit control. She knew she had much more to learn about flying. She came back to her home quietly to join her family back  at their sleep. She finally slept peacefully. A smile is left at her face. One day she will be ready to show and tell to her family about the magic within her and the story is just yet to be finished…..
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