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I draw, game, cube and more! This will be more for Writing... hopefully.

[mysticalshadow351]

Looks like it survived more than one part. I'll be needing a master post! (I finally found a name!)

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⟨ ‹ Moths are Not Gods › ⟩

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⟨‹ The "Head" Officer ›⟩

⟨‹ Street Rat ›⟩

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Reblog if you don't use Generative AI to write fanfics/original fics or to create fanart/original art.

[mysticalshadow351]

Generative AI is a plague on this earth and I shall not stand the ways in which it is used!

Pick up a pencil GenAI supporters, use AI for what it was meant to be created for, not for fueling the death loop of our interconnected internet

Here's an example of Human Made, 100% better than GenAI, despite it's very many clear flaws(I drew this on my hw packet instead of doing calculus, not on a computer by typing a sentence)!

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So I tried out youraislopboresme for the first time

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Oh my goodness I have a 10k notes post

Uh

This is fine

[mysticalshadow351]

Now I just have to add my experience

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I'm out camping, and for some reason inspiration and motivation have collided. I've been watching shows and have been embraced by nature! And so I decided to doodle a tad bit, I decided to put together some AU's of my own story that is not even complete? That's wild thinking, but I have a decent paragraph half planned that seems good in my head:

Ξ︾︿‹ Freedom - - - ✧

And after everything, she had been freed. The walls containing her, a cruel cage laid down too long before her time, had failed. The city was a cruel and horrid way to control the masses, a way which continued even after the necessity of such control had long left, had fallen. Monarchs would choke on their seclusion in their prison, while the people would crumble with the mountain.

She would follow the mountains, yet stay away from them. Traveling in open fields and next to rivers, her concept of free had been rewritten. She was, to her knowledge, the only survivor, and with her would lead to the death of existence's greatest mistake.

That was more writing than I thought lmao. Two entire paragraphs is crazy. And the quality of materials I had was so bad too! Anyways, I already know what I'm posting next. Remember the ⟨‹ First Part ›⟩? Or even ‹⟨ Grei ⟩›? I've decided to give you a little insight into what actually happens to determine those outcomes. Well see if I write it tomorrow lol. ;P

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[mysticalshadow351]

Yo, I have a habit of abandoning y'all unintentionally. But fortunately I do still draw! And that means I get to at least be active for you guys!

Here's like the first piece of mixed media I ever did, if you wanna call it that. I am now obsessed with doodling on my teachers whiteboard and there's nothing she can do against it >:3

Such a silly <3

I messed up the hair but this is my first time on a whiteboard so I'm forgiving myself this time.

[mysticalshadow351]

I'm procrastinating my work rn, yet I don't wanna be unproductive. I was listening to a song and had an idea, then another song came in and it's motivating me as I write rn. I'm sorry for the cut offs, but I'm having a huge wave of creative and motivational block lol.

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⟨μ Fiction ›∆

Heaven has fallen

They have seen too much

We truly were not gods after all...

The mountain had been flattened, and few survived even from heaven. The lower classes of the mountain had been flattened by the initial impact with no place to go, and the filth below them died soon after that.

Cowards were always ignored or killed when privileged like us, it's ironic how us cowards are still alive.

Several of us attempted to restrain or even kill, what do we call it at this point ? They all died mercilessly, contorted just as it had been. After shattering through the restraints, placed by bending existence itself, it took heaven down in minutes, along with us.

Without the technology of heaven, we will all die with a lack of knowledge and physical evolution to survive. That's without accounting it twisting and growing, hunting every speck of movement in an attempt to achieve, what I theorize to be, a standstill.

Humanity has always been different from the rest of life, we were the only species with this matter engrained in our genetic compound. My only regret is helping mutate them into that monstrosity.

Out of the survivors we have split. Some going to the oceans in hopes it would dissolve with contact to the salty waters. Some had fled Left in an attempt to reach the peak of our rock, hoping the cold would slow it enough to defend from it. Others had fled Right in hopes it would shrivel in the heats of unexplored desserts before they did. Idiots like me hid in the trenches at home, hoping it would leave. But it never left, it just keeps growing, just as my time is leaving.

It had seen the truth, what its reality really was. No creation can glimpse the knowledge of the universe above it without taking its time with it. Only then might it finally cease existence entirely.

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Yes in adding an after note to a one shot. This does in fact reveal lore about the main story, but I'm the only one in our time to know how to connect the dots. And idk, I felt like finally putting something dark on this account. It only gets worse from here for you readers.

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[mysticalshadow351]

Ok, I've been putting this off long enough. If you ask my irl group they will say I've been crazy with lore making, if you ask me I'll say I'm fueled off motivation like a loser. I'm honestly struggling with what order people should read these in, because this story makes the monarchs look weak and I wanted the main story to make them actually imposing and threatening. But I also wanted that monarchs introduction to be slow and nerve racking too. The irl group could tell you how scary even the work in progress monarchs powers are, but I guess this is a good Segway...

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⟨‹ Master Post ›⟩

-• Origins of Humanity •-

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Change is the greatest constant in life. Any story over any fantasy and reality confirms this fact. However there isn't enough change, everything is too... "Perfect". At least, for the higher ups.

Humanity constricted itself to a range of mountains. The horrors that were the monarchs of the time grew only a small few of the peaks to unthinkable heights, while flattening all of the other mountains in view.

The hierarchy evolved just as quickly as the monarchs powers had grown. Walls were constructed around the entire artificial mountain, a way to keep people inside and "safe". More walls were later constructed on the inside, to keep people separate.

The walls were guarded, with countless officers stationed to "protect" the people inside, although they would mostly be used to enforce the laws.

The monarchs had already abandoned the common person, constructing their own wall at the summit of the mountain, while the rest of humanity would colonize upward one time at a time.

Eventually, the monarchs would grow paranoid and would do something unthinkable. Five monarchs defended the mountain to be officers to eradicate growing strikes and drown the rest in the blood of those who had fallen. These fluffed officers, named this for the fluff on their uniform which every other officer lacked, were brutal and saw the lower classes the same as the saw ants. Needless to say the death toll would skyrocket if even one of them got a little upset.

At this time there were 4 rings, excluding the monarchs, and each would learn to devote themselves to gathering resources or producing goods for themselves. But they mostly supplied the monarchs at the top of the mountain. Each ring has a clear to see class that showed his powerful sometimes ability was, and the gap between the rings would always remain unthinkable. And then someone who had lived in the farming ring, the second lowest, had given birth to an outlier.

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This is something. It's a shame I'm gonna have to disrespect the monarchs like this before I even let them send chills down your spines. Honestly I think I can still spook you if I ever got around to making it to the only significant plot point of my story. But I guess I get to explain the title of the series too, wow, this is a tall post, I named the story Moths are Not Gods for two reasons. One reason is Origins of Humanity, please read that before this. The other is because the monarchs powers, relative to everyone else, are just gods. Don't worry, the godhood of monarchs is very much exaggerated in current plot trees for the major story. This reminds me, I should probably send a picture of something when I finish the prequels( which I do plan on finishing, I'm just having a really tough time writing this one part and I'm one of those people who just can't after hitting a single roadblock)... Oh well

Thank you for sticking around for this, and please, questions are so heavily encouraged. I'm chronically online and have nothing better to do when I lack writing motivation. Okay take care! Bye!

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[mysticalshadow351]

Ok, the second half of this school year is both amazing and terrible, but we can ignore that for now. I have more lore for you guys!

But first have my phones wallpaper

Right now you guys know of humanities starting 100-200 years, but I've decided in my fit of both writing and artists block, to make another time period. Now, the main story for people takes place around the year 4000, so this story is going to take place around 1000-2000. I'm planning on titling this new section "A hero", but I'm probably gonna change that name. I hope you guys are just as excited for this mini series as me!

[mysticalshadow351]

Random thought

Fantasy world with several species of humanoids right?

What's unique about humans, homo-sapiens?

We can sum this up with basic, yet ancient names:

Anomalyms- if the others were made from gods and humans through evolution, they are an anomaly to all who shouldn't really exist?

Nomads/Herders- originally a viable tactic to survival, a group of people would follow herds of let's say bison for food and protection

Recessids- a product of the other species receive traights coming together(segregation) and eventually becoming its own species. This is because humans in fantasy are mid and every other species improves them

Ancient Ones- flipping the previous one on its head, humans would be the first, yet do to natural radiation in the environment or smthg they would evolve, and segregation would once again lead to another species

Idk, dumb thought of mine

Anyone have any thoughts?

[mysticalshadow351]

Semester exams are over and I somehow survived! And, I got to draw too! I got to draw the street rat! Twice! We got them sleeping on a normal day, unbothered by snow. And we have one of them watching the city from above, possibly stalking someone to steal food!

What does this mean? I get to actually get back to writing! Expect the next part this week or not! I don't know what life wants to do lol. Bye!!!

[mysticalshadow351]

Yay! Semester finals next week! Ik totally not suffering with someh less time than before!

Here! Have a piece I'm really proud of!

It's technically a spoiler on multiple different levels, lol!

I will finish writing ‹ Corrected › this weekend! Don't miss it!

[mysticalshadow351]

People of tumblr: how in the hell do you name things!?!?!?

For people I usually try to figure out what their parents would name them and that helps with worldbuilding and charchter development...

But how do you name Things???

It took me so long to name the title of something, I cant find a name for a city or concept exclusive to my fantasy world. How are people so creative enough to find names for things‽‽‽

Also have some art I have yet to finish because yes

[mysticalshadow351]

I'll admit, I'm stumped. I know exactly how to write the next part, I know exactly what needs to be said and how to say it. But I can't figure out the introduction, nor can I figure out exactly how to transition the end!!!

So enjoy my procrastinating!

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-• Part 2 •-

⟨‹ Master Post ›⟩

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-• Origins of Humanity •-

The people began praying. They were lost with no hope, the monarchs began separating themselves from everyone "bellow" them and demanded more and more labor and goods. God, surely they exist, would save the souls of those who have suffered the destruction of the monarchs. God would answer eventually, right?

If the monarchs of this generation took actions like their ancestors, they knew of their lack of survival skills, they knew they couldn't survive without exploitation, they knew the uprising of religion was bad. They knew quelling the embers of religion would end humanities existence. So what if they used it for themselves? What if God answered, but God was not a forgiving omniscient being, but a ravenous beast worse than even the monarchs? This next bit was never recorded properly in history, it would forever remain the most fabricated bit.

From beyond the horizon soar a beast that all would fear. Its wings were three times larger than a person, and it had four razor sharp metal limbs. This of course, was just a monarch with giant moth wings, but no one had to know that. When it arrived it let out a blinding light, burning those who lay exposed. When the people tried to attack with lightning, the monarchs redirected it, and the same went for fire as well. When arrows shot through the wings, they fixed themselves in a mere moment. To all the victims, this month with multiple powers was God, and God was not salvation.

Only after the now large village was decimated, the monarchs killed their friend, they had fallen to god. The monarchs had used this to force the people away from a field, and towards a nearby mountain. And this mountain would be the new home for humanity, indefinitely.

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Yes, this was written spontaneously. No, I don't care if you expected or wanted ‹ Corrected ›. I need to be productive with my limited free time and I worked way too hard on this lore to let it die if I end up not being able to write one part. (I've been making this lore for like 2 years now, even though I've only locked in on doing actual worldbuilding a few months ago.)

Fun fact: This is our earth and people started off in, and never left, a lovely mountain in South America around the 46° latitude line.(This continent was confirmed in ‹⟨ Grei ⟩› purely because they have coffee :P )

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[mysticalshadow351]

I have learned two things with the release of ⟨‹ Street Rat ›⟩, the first is that there is no algorithm, the second is that my friends love my work as much as I! And they theorized too?! My week is made!

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-• Part 1 •-

⟨‹ Master Post ›⟩

-• Part 3 •-

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-• Origins of Humanity •-

This new electrokinesis was far more powerful than anyone's understanding of photokinesis. This strength led the person with electrokinesis to be hungry for more and more power. Their children had had a mix of electrokinesis and photokinesis for powers, and eventually more and more powers started mutating into existence.

Monarchy was a thing very quickly, those with naturally stronger powers than others. A separate village once tried to rise in order to compete with the monarchy of the original, they used a control of combustion and heat to forge metal and even the playing field. They were outnumbered and yet fought for the better cause, they would fight in order to bring peace to humanity.

The second village fell, every last person was killed, overpowered by the monarchs. No one was ever going to leave again, nor would anyone win over a monarchs word either.

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I'm so happy to see my worldbuilding coming together, I really am. This has only stuck around because of the support of my friends and the drawings I make myself do(I'll post a new one during the week).

I will begin working on ⟨‹ Corrected ›⟩ as soon as possible, however I already know that this is going to be the hardest part of the prologue to write. Taking this with the fact that it's midterm time and thanksgiving break, I would like to apologize beforehand for not writing it in a pretty good minute.

I'll see y'all next time, and take care! Bye!

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[mysticalshadow351]

So I just procrastinated school so hard, I drew sillies and added the »‹ Art Gallery Post ›« lol

They just kept getting worse lmao

So far, we have seen all of these blorbos except one, and technically we've seen them already, but that's spoilers =)

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Well, I need somewhere to compile the art

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⟨‹ Moths are not Gods ›⟩ Art Gallery

⟨‹ Moths are Not Gods Master Post ›⟩

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»‹ Creating a Uniform ›«

»‹ In a White Dress ›«

»‹ A Little Tired ›«

»‹ Smells nice, Feels nice ›«

»‹ Sleepy/Watching ›«

»‹ Tiny Wallpaper ›«

Ξ︾︿‹ Freedom - - - ✧

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[mysticalshadow351]

Ok, a week later I have come to a conclusion: the algorithm hates me. I have also come to another conclusion: if I procrastinate any longer, people will once again think I'm dead. Here's part 2! or, technically, a different part 1? It gets real fun real fast.

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"Over here." The man whispered, fighting the urge to run with the crowd

"Is that, a kid-"

"Officer?"

"R u n"

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›⟨ Street Rat ⟩‹

The exchange was quick, and rather sad. The officer, only a month into recruitment, had seen the one thing even high ranking officers fear; the rat.

She was young, thin, and pail. Her hair was long and curly, long enough to wrap herself in. She had a horn above her left eye, crooked and imperfect. Her clothes were worn, torn, faded, and a mess. She wore a jacket, severely oversized, and tinted green below the damage. Her lap was covered in snow, obscuring her lower half as she slept leaning against a dumpster. Why was he scared of this child? Why was anyone afraid of her?

Between panicked breaths he saw the worst thing that could have happened. He was tense, scared, weak even. Her eyes opened. What would he do? All he could do is control the wind! How could he possibly?

She had gotten up, still tired, pilled snow falling off of her. Walking past the suspended corpse, impaled with blades from the ground, she had to move swiftly. She couldn't simply walk away if a puppeteer showed up.

She made her way to the wall, trying not to stick out. She disliked moving to the lower rings because the amount of officers increased significantly, even though they were severely weaker. The walls themselves were really weak, she broke jokes into them with ease. The only wall she couldn't break was the one on the ring she had fled, no one could break that wall.

She had continued her fleeing down the mountain until she had made it two rings down. To the people down here she was just another kid, and she told herself she'd stay three days before returning to the highest ring. Right now, she was safe.

The sky had darkened and the white spot in the sky had kicked out the yellow one. Few places would be populated, she could get food. A building colored white and red had the best bread on the ring, and right now everyone would have left to sleep. She has made her way to the back and had broken a large hole in the wall, another advantage of this place was that it was fast from the homes of people. Walking in she knew where all the bread was, and didn't miss a turn despite not being there for years. But someone had been waiting for her, an officer in the center of the large pantry. As she stepped back, she heard another officer cutting her off at the doorway.

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