User:JWDD/Shroud Of Blades

I actually made a story!
Congradulations to myself, i actually started typing up one of my own stories, isn't it a miracle?

anyway, this story is called,  Shroud of Blades, and it's my introduction story to my stories/characters.

so

oh and btw, colon story. HeuHeuHeuHeuHeu

or whatever the hell that means...

Chapter 1: Alone, Wandering
Julius walks through the bleakness that is the grey zone, he contemplates his survival, his life and his ShadeCompass. His thoughts refer to the bleakness often, and he wonders of his long dead family, and his old ship and A.I., he remembers that without Colinth, he wouldn't be alive, and at the same time, he wouldn't be a rotting mass of putrid flesh. He thinks of the Tenebrae, and how if he were exposed for even a moment, he wouldn't just be dead, he would be nonexistant. His ShadeCompass protexts him from it, yet at the same time, it burdens him. This reminds him of the mass of flesh that he used to call his right arm, although his mind drifts to the task at hand, he has reached his destination.

HS 344e4e (Julius:now, what was that thing i was supposed to collect this time...)