For anyone who doesn’t know the game, I recommend googling at least a short description before reading =D
Patreon or DevArt definitely won’t allow that if I start writing the story part of this game))
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Part 1
I had no idea how much time had passed since I talked to that chick in the heavenly office — some kind of...
2025-09-29 10:04:56 +0000 UTC
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Yes, I read the comments =D
2025-09-28 19:26:25 +0000 UTC
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Episode 1: https://www.patreon.com/posts/parameter-xr-of-119532778
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A small hall in one of the hidden corners of Rombar the Third’s castle, which this year my father had the honor of hosting the Coming of Age celebration for the heirs...
2025-09-28 10:45:40 +0000 UTC
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In short, the image generation limits are hinting to me that it’s time to go to sleep, even though for some reason I really wanted to finish the continuation today. But looks like I’ll have to put it off. Honestly, I don’t even know… I wrote the first episode of this story back in January, and at the time I had high hopes for it. I felt ...
2025-09-27 22:36:11 +0000 UTC
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Part 1
Just three words. Three ordinary words that probably everyone in our world knew by now.
"Dream. Dive. Live."
It was just a slogan from the advertising campaign for "Virtual Journey" by Big Evil Corporation LLC — which, from being just another fancy attraction for the rich, eventually became, like the internet once did,...
2025-09-27 10:12:33 +0000 UTC
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'Menu! Hey! Can anyone hear me?!' Howard’s desperate scream rang out, though for now it only made the round indicator on the side of the head flicker. The blue-white ring blinked, but nothing else happened. His own cry didn’t break free; only a faint exhale slipped out. A woman’s exhale, passing through the mechanized vocal cords of the an...
2025-09-24 21:25:53 +0000 UTC
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— Oh, come on, babe, stop acting like such a delicate flower! — Charlton spoke, with a smile on his face, but his tone clearly carried a trace of irritation. He loomed over the girl, hands confidently on his hips, lazily rocking on his heels. — Smile, sweetheart. You didn’t come here to read the Bible, did ya? Don’t be like that, hmm?<...
2025-09-23 20:14:27 +0000 UTC
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Probably this looks like yet another fanfic based on one of the buzzworthy—if you can even call it that, haha—stories on DeviantArt by NewBeeTSF, which only just recently came to an end.
Well, I don...
2025-09-23 16:24:14 +0000 UTC
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Episode 1: https://www.patreon.com/posts/124841232
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The silence of the quiet goblin settlement was shattered by a drunken shriek mixed with a raspy laugh. Robert — now going by Robla — staggered under the arm of her new “friend” Grumla, a stout...
2025-09-22 21:16:31 +0000 UTC
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Everything is going according to plan. It’ll be out on Thursday))
Honestly, I already want to move the story forward, but I don’t want to do it too suddenly. That’s why page 10 once again turned out to break my own record in terms of size. For a while I even thought about splitting it into two, but then I realized that if I did, the rel...
2025-09-22 19:17:10 +0000 UTC
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Comrade from DeviantArt wanted to become a MILF. Well then, here you go, enjoy.
And yes, if anyone’s curious, there’s a separate button for this exact request on DeviantArt. You can submit a request, but whether I accept it or not depends on discussing the de...
2025-09-22 13:06:18 +0000 UTC
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Jack Sanders, forever complaining about his dull job, must have finally been noticed by someone up there… or maybe they just got sick of his whining.
2025-09-21 22:27:57 +0000 UTC
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— Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God... — the girl repeated like a mantra, glancing around in panic.
Her breathing was ragged, her breasts rising and falling heavily under the thin, tight T-shirt that clung to her body. The soft, unnaturally sensitive curves bounced with every step, making her... him — Jake — wince at the new, terrify...
2025-09-21 09:55:05 +0000 UTC
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2025-09-20 20:16:26 +0000 UTC
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Hi everyone!
As promised, I’m posting an update — and I even managed to finish it today (well, depending on which time zone you’re in =)) — two new pages of the comic “Locker Room Glitch.” For now, only the first page is available publicly, but over time, as I finish them or just gradually, I’ll be posting the others to...
2025-09-20 20:16:00 +0000 UTC
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With these comics and illustrations, I’ve totally fallen out of my posting schedule (and out of sleep too, lol). But on the other hand, I’ve been posting more. Honestly, I think I’ll adjust my approach over time to balance the stories and the comic pages (or maybe I’ll just finish everything and then go find a real job ahah), but for now...
2025-09-20 08:48:28 +0000 UTC
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– You know... I... I've been meaning to tell you that... – Scarlett spoke slowly, pausing as she twirled a silky strand of her chestnut hair around her finger, gazing into Jake's eyes with almost hypnotic tenderness.
Jake swallowed, not believing his ears. He stood frozen, like every muscle in his body had simultaneously refused to wor...
2025-09-19 14:00:11 +0000 UTC
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2025-09-18 14:00:08 +0000 UTC
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Phew, haha, honestly I thought I’d just do something simple and quick like yesterday, but I got carried away, grabbed my tablet and decided to polish it up — and in the end, almost 3 hours passed. Hope you’ll like the result =D
2025-09-17 20:00:41 +0000 UTC
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Hell if I know why in 2025 I suddenly felt like going to Russia, especially considering the whole political circus, sanctions, the endless news about a “new Iron Curtain,” and the fact that, judging by what we’re fed on TV, any American here had to be either a spy or an idiot. But I, Jason Miller, stood my ground: ‘No, I’ll go ...
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— Sire, I beg you, — priestess Latifa stretched out her palms, blocking the path to the emerald ark. — We all beg you, — the elder, the caravan master, the interpreter, even her own student, slightly raised their bowed heads. — Do not do this. These are not stones, they are vows, a sacred gift to the Keeper, Ashra.
— Enough, ...
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