Mark Stone
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I will also be posting some of my stories on RoyalRoad.com (https://www.royalroad.com/profile/346369/fictions)
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Stories (11/0)
- Top Story - April 2024
Runemaster 5
Unfortunately, he was forced to wait, and after another year, he was growing quite impatient with it. He was still too young to be granted to0 much knowledge of magic, and though he had learned of tomes of specialized magic that were housed in a local repository, those tomes were so rare and precious that there was absolutely zero chance of the tribe entrusting them to a child only three years old.
By Mark Stone5 months ago in Chapters
Runemaster 4
(Click HERE to read the previous chapter in this series) Aden awoke to find himself crying, the final words of his dream making him apprehensive about his new calling, if he could call it that. He'd wanted to live his best life this time around, to stay healthy and to do some good in this new world. But fighting against a cunning god of death to restore the balance of the entire world was far more than he'd signed up for.
By Mark Stone7 months ago in Chapters
Runemaster 3
(Click here to read the previous installment in this series) "First of all, I would like to say that I deny all the slanderous allegations of misconduct that have been directed against me. And second of all, I'd like to tell you why." The familiar voice of the deific being seemed oddly distorted, as if heard through deep water. Aden realized he was dreaming just as the smoky form of the god materialized before him.
By Mark Stone8 months ago in Chapters
Runemaster 2
(Click here to read the first installment in this series) Aden's first year of infancy went by in a blur. Whether it was a feature of the "improved processing" promised by the nameless god or just a side-effect of the fact that his brain wasn't fully formed, Aden couldn't tell, but he was grateful.
By Mark Stone8 months ago in Chapters
Runemaster 1
"You have died." Aden stared in confusion at the glowing white text that appeared before him. He tried to reach out a hand to touch it, but he discovered that he didn’t have any hands, likely incidental to the whole “dead” thing. Huh. Oh well. He shrugged—or rather, he would have, with even a single shoulder to shrug—and proceeded to examine his surroundings.
By Mark Stone9 months ago in Chapters
- Runner-Up in Mythmaker Challenge
