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To write is to create entire universes. You are a god. But will you be a kind god or a cruel god? Unfortunately, many are cruel, simply to entertain other gods.

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New Chapter Tomorrow! · 4:11am May 13th, 2020

Due to complications, we couldn't upload today, but it is now guaranteed that tomorrow will be when we publish a new chapter, possibly with a new video shortly after.

Here's a new sneak peek.

Reaching the back, Lucky began removing a large plank off of the wall, revealing a very deep space behind it. She reached in and pulled out various weapons, but the one she went for was one she hoped would stop the abomination, a rocket launcher. As she grabbed the rocket ammo as well, Pinkie looked inside the weapon storage space, her eyes lighting up with joy.

“Hey!” Pinkie cried out. “Is that my party cannon?!”

“Your what?!” Lucky asked as she tried to put in the rocket, but it was much too wide for the rocket launcher. What kind of ammo was this?

“My party cannon! It’s my party cannon!” Pinkie shouted, pulling out a faded blue cannon. The paint had been a little chipped over the past two-hundred years, but it still kept its signature color. She looked inside her weapon. “...Where’s the confetti? I always keep my cannon preloaded just in case!”

Lucky looked at the large width of the rocket, then at the party cannon, putting two and two together. “...Seriously?”

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