Labyrinth OCT Round 1 Chapter 1 by CHOCO-D, literature
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Labyrinth OCT Round 1 Chapter 1
Mirihim Murose was not one to let a wound to his pride go unpunished so easily. He may have been a rat but he had standards. He muttered quietly under his breath as his lanky body ducked under a treebranch that Rael had failed to warn him about.
This was something that seemed to happen with growing frequency. Where Rael would step through the trees and brush with little effort Miri kept getting caught in the branches and brambles that this blasted jungle had left for him. As a vine wrapped around the rat’s horn he let out a frustrated shout.
“And just how much longer will it be until we reach this door?!” Miri spa
Bittersweet Echoes- P3 (FINAL) by Aussie-Lucario, literature
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Bittersweet Echoes- P3 (FINAL)
Nova materialized into the center of a long road in disrepair. She looked around and scowled, noting that no one else was around. Everyone else had already dashed into the maze, leaving Nova in their dust. The Aelion wasn’t about to kill anyone after Zol’s warning, but this was still a large problem. Since there were only enough doors for half of the competitors, that meant that every second that passed was a second where the number of doors deteriorated at random.
Nova was off to a bad start here. But after a few seconds of thought, Nova was quick to calm down. There were many factors on her side; poor land navigation skills, in
Bittersweet Echoes- P2 by Aussie-Lucario, literature
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Bittersweet Echoes- P2
At some point during Labyrinth’s inception, the plaza was likely planned as a monument to celebrate the city’s illustrious community. All the clues to suggest that this was the case littered the stonework that was growing mossy beards in its old age. Various beautification projects and items were placed in strategic vantage points to remind the citizens of their conceited egos. Arrangements of stone runes indicated magic fountains that had run dry while trampled dirt and chipped brick told the sad tale of a garden’s murder.
Given the intention of the design, it was ironic that the plaza now seemed devoid of life. That was s
Bittersweet Echoes- P1 by Aussie-Lucario, literature
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Bittersweet Echoes- P1
Time as a concept inside Labyrinth's walls was inconsistent and arbitrary in its rules. Where nightfall should have occurred, the sun instead rose. Evening became afternoon, morning became midnight. For many newcomers and even some that were versed in maze trickery, it was a difficult task to track the time that had passed. But for the wooden snake slithering atop the walls, it was a concept it had picked up nearly immediately.
Cuahcoatl would never brag about the simplicity of the formula to calculate time in Labyrinth. However, it was quite happy to enlighten the competitors. The snake had finished rounding up any excess competitors that h
LABYRINTH OCT
ROUND 1 PART 6: FACING
Forte stared deeply at his reflection. He touched the tender flesh below his missing eye; it had finally healed up from his latest infection, the only memory left being a single medical stitch that had yet to fall out.
He hated looking at himself.
Sitting back in the tall grass, the rozenich lifted his head to view the sky above; it was a bright blue with clouds billowing heavily and floating by at their own leisure. The large orange and yellow-striped trees stood tall all around him, their violet leaves swaying in the breeze.
Across the river Forte spotted a trio of younger rozenich playing. The