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Multiverse | Stories
Multiverse | Stories
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One must always be efficient. After meticulous, this is Pine's favorite self-descriptor.
Pine has been plagued by shadow people eir whole life, but never before have they been so aggressive. Of course, there is nothing to be concerned about, since they're not real.
cold catharsis

It's not a bird. Maybe it's an angel, they think. Maybe they're finally going to die.
Omber is at the end of their rope when they go to the woods. When they need it more than ever, they find a second chance.
fated encounter

It's at this moment that Devon remembers the urban legend that his coworkers were discussing a couple weeks ago.
Devon has a horrifying encounter in the back alleys after work, and ends up seeing the light.

"You already spend so much money on me though," Rory complains, and it is true. But he'll get his money's worth.
The angel Rory, a ray of sunshine given delicate human form, has been living with Ash for a couple months, now. But Ash is only human, and has no need of heavenly redemption. He has something else in mind.

Ash has cut people open before. Cadavers mostly, but lately they've been letting him run simple procedures on the living.
To the best of Ash's knowledge, no one has operated on an angel before. He is excited to be the first, and doubly so with the adorable Rory as his subject.
the differences

"With Elle," Nica replies, and she's blushing a bit as she speaks. "From the art gallery." Leba didn't need the clarification. There was only one Elle.
A pair of twins living on the ocean floor know each other better than anyone. But following a sudden tragedy, everything changes, even them.

But as they bare their cotton flesh, they release a nostalgic scent. A scent of expensive cologne, of fresh soil, and of decay.
Nell didn't grow up the way most boys do, gaining shameful curves in the wrong places. Wondering what his mentor would think of him now, he finds that shame turns into something else.
the tower's eye

"What a wretched wish," the Tower replies. They fold their hands in their lap and turn their shrouded head towards him.
Every wish comes with a price, and the price for this wish is steep indeed.
welcome home

The duffel of all his belongings looks extremely out of place in the extravagant condo.
Milo thought he needed to get out of his mother's house, but ended up jumping out of the frying pan and into the fire.
small blessings

He misses the Vulture King more than anyone. But he just doesn't have the knack for it. Maybe he never did.
The Vulture King was a powerful necromancer, and the army he was raising had the townsfolk terrified. Before he could put his schemes to action, he died of old age. Now, a single apprentice lives in what's left of his manse.
Striking Beauty

Ilian looks up, and faer reflective pink eyes catch Cyania's. A chill runs down aer spine.
The thief Cyania can smooth talk aer way out of anything. The model Ilian's attractive face lets faer get away with everything. Here, their paths cross.
Hands Linger

He's like this with everyone, always leaning in to talk to people. Rykelle wonders how they can stand it.
The trans squire Rykelle slowly comes to realize that his Knight's tutelage is too hands-on.