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Every month, new victim. One thing they all have in common was… they dared to approach the abandoned mansion on Greyshire Street. That mansion belonged to the Frey family ― the founders of X-City, whose lineage had been lost, with their son going missing after Valentine Frey’s ― the mayor of the time ― untimely demise. X-City is a fairly young town, but it already had seen its fair share of gruesome events. Take the Incident, five years ago… The Incident… nobody truly knows what it is. Officials say it was an earthquake, which are far from common in this area. There are a lot of theories floating around the Internet and such, but none of them sound plausible. One thing I know for sure, though… The Incident is something that is bigger than us all.

Follow the Power Lines: a Visual Novel/game project currently in the writing stage!

Genre: Horror, Sci-fi, a bit of fantasy, a bit of romance, thriller... A little bit of everything.

What is Follow the Power Lines? It is a series that consists of three stories centered around a certain person... Who? That I cannot reveal, yet. But along the way you get to discover the stories of many other people, whose lives they affected. You can expect a lot of, well, aesthetic regarding electricity, scary abandoned locations, all those fun shenanigans... and perhaps they are all even haunted. Could it really be just a ghost, though? There might be a little more to it than meets the eye... This particular story takes place in the year 2022. Come along with Annie Nites, our protagonist, who is trying to change her currently sad life, uncover the mysteries of her hometown and find out what happened to her parents, as well as her best friend Naomi Mizukubo -- an artist with a timid personality, who does not want to have anything to do with any of this.

This will most likely be a kinetic visual novel built in ren'py, but things tend to change often around here, so... who knows.

Notes: this is a passion project I have had in my brain for more than a decade now, but I have decided to finally give this story a vessel. Any questions and such are welcome! I will try my best to avoid spoilers, but the nature of this story is quite fragile if you do mind them. I will make sure to tag/put them under readmore though. Thank you!

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*For a heavily story-driven game featuring a lot of text, and little gameplay. Just a story experience.

Feel free to share this around! This is for science.

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Hello, travelers of the internet that happen to stumble upon this blog. My name is Eden Solstice, and I'm a hobbyist writer/gamedev who would like to introduce himself to the tumblr's writeblr community!

What I write about:

Angsty grim things!

Gay romance!

Intersection between sci-fi and fantasy!

Horrors of war!

Horrors of daily existence!

Fanfiction/fanstories!

... Sometimes cute fluff!

Most of my writing is going into my game scripts (this will sort of double as a gamedev blog, I guess) but at times I publish my writing on AO3. I love rambling about my characters and WIPs though, it keeps me going! So if any of this interests you, feel free to follow/share this post!

Notes: English is not my native language, so my writing may be far from perfect, but I would like to keep trying anyway! Also, I follow/interact from solstice110, as that is my main blog. You don't have to follow it to be mutuals!

I will start introducing my WIPs soon, as I have a couple of big projects going on right now that I am working on alone! The images on the banner of this post (graphic design is my passion) are screenshots of those. Let's hope rambling about them on this blog motivates me to... actually work on them! Well, see you around, and may the Sun shine upon you... hehe.

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FALCON. a Professor Layton fanfiction novel.

In Targent, nothing belongs to you.

In a remote village in the English countryside, eccentric archaeologists Leon and Rachel Bronev unearth an artefact that shakes the academic world to its core: a tablet that proves, once and for all, that the mysterious Azran civilization have left a legacy behind for modern humans to inherit. Word travels fast, and the Bronevs become persons of interest, particularly to a secretive group called Targent that claim to be the authority on all things Azran.

After turning down an offer from Targent's representative, it seems the agency's interest extends far beyond mere curiosity. Leon and Rachel are ripped from their home and their family, forced to pursue the Azran legacy on behalf of Targent's tyrannical leader, the Vulture. When Rachel is killed in a display of the Vulture's ruthlessness, it is left to Leon to fulfill their lifelong dream. But after all the Vulture has taken from him, Leon must first take back his life--or risk losing it forever.

coming to AO3 in November 2023.

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Things that People Forget About When Writing Sword Fights

You don’t have to dodge by a foot. You only have to dodge by an inch.

Not all swords are made the same way. You wouldn’t fight with a katana the same way you would fight with a broadsword.

You don’t need to aim for the heart or the head. Get the vein in wrist, and you could incapacitate that hand.

Small cuts matter. If you’re cut up enough, you’re going to start suffering from blood loss, and that’ll put you at a disadvantage.

The blade isn’t the only thing that matters. There isn’t some set of rules in sword fighting where you can only stick the stabby end into the other person. Hit them in the head with the hilt, and they’ll feel it.

If there are multiple attackers, you want to incapacitate or kill each one as quickly as possible. Endurance matters, especially when you’re not only swinging/stabbing/aiming something that is 2-5 lbs (ceremonial ones were a lot heavier, but wouldn’t be generally fought with) but also taking/blocking heavy blows from at least one opponent.

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"Alive..." Short drabble under the cut if you would like to read the story behind this!

“Alive! You are alive!” A silver-haired man ran towards confused Dimitri, tears in his eyes, his face distorted with grief too familiar. Was that another ghost that would haunt him? Even though Dimitri could not remember the man, something about him was so very familiar. Familiar enough for him to not attack immediately. “Halt. What do you think you’re doing?”

The other man stopped, looking confused for a brief moment. He inspected Dimitri, fixing his round glasses. “Ah… You must not have met me like this yet… Not yet.” Dimitri growled. He had no time for all this talking. This could be another imperial spy that was after his head… And yet, somehow, he felt that was not the case. Still, he picked his lance up to be ready to defend himself. “My name is- is Cyrus,” he stuttered as he raised his both hands, showing that he was defenseless. “I am not here to take your life; put down your weapon… p-please.” That stutter… It sounded warm… “It matters not if you are after my head or not. I might as well be a corpse,” Dimitri frowned, his eye locked on this Cyrus. “It only matters to me if you serve… that woman…” His gaze drifted away from Cyrus as he spoke, into nothingness, his thoughts drowned out by a haze of rage, until…

“… Dima.” Cyrus’ voice managed to cut through that haze, like a sharp sword. He looked back up only to see that Cyrus had already approached him closer with a smile, silent tears streaming down his cheeks. “No…” Dimitri’s voice cracked as he stepped away; he moved his lance towards Cyrus, threatening to attack. “I cannot let you get out of here alive…” “No need. I am- I am not leaving.”

Cyrus closed the distance between them, pulling Dimitri into a hug… So fearlessly, as if the threat of a weapon meant nothing to him. Dimitri could not help but drop his lance out of sheer shock… A loud clanking noise echoed across the cathedral as the lance hit the destroyed tile floor. Sobbing into the fur of Dimitri’s cloak, Cyrus squeezed him desperately, leaving him utterly befuddled.

“… This is indeed a first…” He muttered to himself. “For a man unknown to haunt me… and be this kind. How lonely must I be…” Cyrus said nothing to that, sniffling quietly as sunlight of the dawn washed over the cathedral.

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not writing, not not writing, but a secret third thing

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I will not start a new WIP before I finish my current writing projects but also ummm yes I will

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;;Introduction

Hello, random person of the internet who happened to wander here. My name is Eden, and this is my writing blog. Some basic information about me:

He/him pronouns

25+ years old (Would prefer if minors did not follow me, thank you)

Writing gay romance stories with angst sprinkled everywhere

Said stories can be found here (AO3 link)

Game/visual novel developer

I also draw images. Visit @edns to view them

I dabble in webdev! > My Neocities profile < (Website vastly unfinished)

Sometimes I write fanfiction. Don't mind that please :)

OC enthusiast for the most part though

Welcome! Grab a warm drink and enjoy your stay ^_^

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This is a promo post for my fanfic Undying. Do you like angsty sad edgy stories? Are you into Professor Layton, and like the character Swift from Targent? Are you not into Professor Layton and just wanna know more about my characters? Well, good news! This fanfic is for you.

>> CLICK TO READ (AO3 LINK) <<

Be warned, though, it is heavily focused on John (my character) so the term "fanfic" is... used pretty loosely here. Please please pay attention to the content warnings in the tags and at the start of every chapter. It is an angsty and sad story, so it might make you feel bad, I apologise.

Also English is not my native language, so please forgive me if the writing is... mediocre at best lol. This is also my first actually finished work that is bigger than like 1k words.

Okay... Uhhhhh enjoy if you decide to read this I guess! Thanks for reading if you do! And I am sorry

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I don't know how to properly present this but behold, a new piece of writing. I wanted to do a little illustration for extra flair but drawing right now is a struggle so if you'll excuse I'll just drop the uhh.......

>> AO3 LINK <<

This one is related to the previous drawing I posted. It's about Francis, John, and Ethan. Not a fanfic... well... kinda not. It's a real doozy though so pay attention to the tags and read at your own risk please.

It's not yet finished, but there's only one chapter left to write, and I would like to take a break from it now. So I'm posting it