At the end of this month, I will remove my bookmark from this site and halt checking anything associated with it. I am done here. However, before I go, I am going to run a brief experiment.

If you read this, please post a comment below before December of 2015. I am simply curious if anyone really does notice anything I'm doing or if I'm simply talking to myself right now. Thank you for your time. If you do actually care about what I'm doing, for whatever reason... thank you, and I apologize.

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I can't say to disregard what I said in the last post, but... I don't know.

I overreacted, but I still don't know whether I'll write anything else. It's fucking pointless, but...

Eh. That's it, I suppose. It's fucking pointless. Not like anyone'll see this anyway, so I don't really even know why I'm writing it.

Nobody gives a shit about what I write. There's no reason to bother.

One more story will be written, for personal reasons.

Gothic II blog is cancelled.

Day 15:

My first order of business is to swim out to the small piece of land by the harbor of Khorinis. There are lizards there, and they are absolute bastards. Even so, I manage to take them down. Very slowly, admittedly. I find a cave in the island with some treasure chests inside, but they are guarded by a spike trap. I leave them for now-I doubt anyone else will take whatever’s in there anytime soon.

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Day 8:

I start by helping a fisherman who’s had his goods stolen by some members of the militia. I talk to one of the people in charge, and they agree to solve the problem.

Otherwise, I stay out, continuing to fight monsters. I find through some field raiders, giant rats, wolves, meatbugs, and other small creatures. I spend quite a while doing this, and before long I see the sun setting.

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Day 1:

I awake to find Xardas standing over me. We talk, and he tells me what I missed.

As I slept, the armies of Beliar, the god of darkness, arose to take over the land. The Sleeper’s final cry was but one word-COME. With it, he summoned all the forces of evil in the land to the island we called home. That army includes dragons. To save the land, I must convince the Holy Paladns to give me their ancient artifact, the Eye of Innos, and find its wicked counterpart, the Eye of Beliar.

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I have no name.

I had one, once. Before I was thrown into the prison colony for a crime I did not commit. I was trapped-the Barrier created by the Fire Mages and Water Mages killed all that tried to leave. That was when my past life ended, and my new one began.

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For reasons beyond my understanding, I am still actually writing some fanfiction. It's just not MLP fanfiction. Everything I've written that isn't related to MLP can be found on Fanfiction.net, but I posted those works of mine which I consider to be not completely terrible on Archive of Our Own (AO3) recently as well. If you're interested, my AO3 dashboard is here. You can also find my work on Fanfiction.net, but I'm seriously

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I almost don't remember writing this at all. It just kinda... happened. Regardless, I have now written a Dynasty Warriors fanfiction, which can be found here. Not world-class work, to be sure, but it's certainly better than Change of Opinions, which somehow managed to become popular even though it's absolute shit.

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I likely will never put something like this up again, but this was something I just had to put somewhere, for safekeeping.

SLthethird is me.
Svvanson 10/11 is someone else.

SLthethird: I have a Skryim story I need to tell while it's still fresh in my mind.
SLthethird: It's great.
Svvanson 10/11: What?
SLthethird: So, I was going along for an early compaions quest, when I was attacked by a Dwarf Dragon, a new enemy from a mod!
SLthethird: It kinda just flew around in circles though

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