Michael Silverlight, just a child who had found himself being the one among the Gods, was living among those of the mortals and the demi-gods.
Upon stumbling across a painting in his house's storeroom, a series of weird things kept happening to him until he met someone one day. The person that was similar to him - though something told him otherwise, as if there was something wrong about the person he was seeing before him.
But he only shoved it aside and followed the person once he was sure that the person had no evil intention toward him.
Without knowing what would come before him, he found himself attending a school where many stories awaits.
So, Michael?
Welcome to Demiveal Academy.
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Demiveal academy is something that I came up with after watching a meme about someone standing in front of an art that is similar to him, also watched a God Meme made by a youtuber, Riko Sakari and also the song from that God meme.
So yeah, basically a demi-god in the demi-god academy with hidden stories that lurked within the dark.
I'll be working on this project once I'm done with one of my many novels that I'm working on, like Mortericy, and my newest one too, Relmouret.
I actually have to make sure that my story title is very original, I looked online you know?
But I still have many other waiting to be used for this novel of mine.
So I'm not sure if my followers here on Tumblr are interested in status updates of the next Pieces of Eden book (Neon Utopia's sequel) but here's what's going on now:
I'm currently on my fourth draft of edits and I just finished the 22nd chapter out of 29.
I plan on having at least two more runs through it before deciding to release. Because of that, I don't have a set date yet. Sorry. I just have a way of looking at it without deadlines because it'll only cause stress I don't technically need because I'm self-publishing anyways.
I'm really liking this book. I think it'll be better than the one before. I have my Alpha and Beta readers to thank for all their help and input. That's not to say that I get a little boost every time I hear from readers who enjoyed Neon Utopia. Ultimately, I wish that everyone reading Apple of Eden will love it and agree that I've improved too. Not for a confidence boost, but just because I want my writing to be more clear and precise for readers.
Aside from my writing, I also do other creative endeavors. One of which is making OOAK dolls by repainting and rerooting hair on the kinds of dolls we see out in the stores now. Concerning that, I actually have plans of making the characters from PoE into dolls! Rainbow/Shadow High to be exact, so they'll have a bit of a cartoonish look to them. They'll be for fun and I think it'll help me connect with them more for my writing. If anyone's interested in seeing them as I make them, let me know!
Fibonacci status:
I have not forgotten about Fibonacci! I plan to pick it up again after the release of Apple of Eden so as to give myself some time in between books to breath and relax. I might actually be able to finish it and I can't wait to see what's in store.
@anachronismstellar, thank you for the ask about my original story "Memory Loss." I'm always happy to get asks about it!
Enjoy the snippet below:
It was only a few short rotations later when CODE-X informed them that the units were to enter the simulation. Honestly, Zarek had expected the simulation to be scheduled soon, but not quite this soon. Still, he pressed down his apprehension and turned to the five children.
“It appears we will have an opportunity to implement our strategies in real time today.”
“Oh, goody,” Mimic muttered.
Misty shushed him, but the comment eased the tension. Zarek cleared his throat.
“You are all well aware of your roles in the simulation, and we have trained extensively in preparation. There should be no problem with this simulation.”
“And, when there is?” Cam demanded flatly.
“Then, we’ll do what we always do, Cam,” Thorn responded. “We survive.”
It‘s so funny that Cipher heckled Ikarus for the metaphysical bond for 100k words (and months in the book) and when Ikarus finally gives in the two have more problems instead of less (and both are very pissed and frustrated lol)
Which means I’ll probably end up writing another 50k words! I can‘t wait, literally so excited to write the emotional fallout tonight
"you're the writer, you control how the story goes" no not really. i wrote the first sentence and then my characters said "WE WILL TAKE IT FROM HERE" and promptly swerved into an electrical fence.
Me: hm, I want something to put on the TV as background noise... Huh. Looks like YouTube is recommending something called The Last Unicorn. That's perfect, it's probably some old shitty animation that has aged poorly! I can watch it ironically!
Me, 2 hours later as the credits roll: *crying, cheering, buying the book, composing the songs*
Me, 2 weeks later: So I have compiled all of the quotes from the book that I think could make good tattoos, and also, HOW HAVE I NEVER LEARNED ABOUT HOW THE LAST UNICORN FUCKING SLAPS??? This gay-ass little fairytale fed my soul! Watered my crops! Transed my gender! Can't believe I heard of this story from youtube recommendations, of all places!!
Genesis did not have any memory about his past as far as he had known. His guardian, Lance Triwery, had never willingly told him about his past either.
Though, he never rushed the man to tell him so, for he had a feeling that his past was not a simple one.
It felt like that was something big happened in the past and still on going till the present, and perhaps, in the future.
And Genesis would never know about it until he learned it himself.
-[xxx]-
Relmouret is another project before Demiveal Academy, I have a really high hope for Relouret that I will be able to finish it before I graduate from my collage, which was in the future.
With Genesis as the main character, there are, of course, many things surrounded the child himself.
But not everything.
I'll be posting Relmouret on Wattpad, maybe next year, or so, I'll let you know when I do.
This is a cyberpunk with a side storyline of romance between the MCs. I've already made it pretty adult with the themes of drugs, violence, and sexual imagery, but they haven't had sex yet.
She wrested the tray out of Guaba’s hands, turned around, and closed the door with her back.
Kavik had collected himself by then. “Smells good,” he said. “Did she buy it?”
Gossip was universal, but for some reason servants were stuck with the bad reputation for it. “Between the people who saw us in the street and good Mistress Guaba, you have a solid cover.” The more a story embarrassed a powerful person, the truer it appeared. “Come on. Let’s eat.”