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Why, hello there!

My name is Michael, but you can call me Chaos. I'm an aspiring writer with hopes of one day being published (hopefully sooner than later). I have a vivid imagination and a very dark persona. If you were to every meet me, you would undoubtably agree. If you ever saw what went on inside my head, you would probably crawl up into a fetal position in some corner of a room, and cry.

But I am not always dark and gloomy, I enjoy making people laugh(or scared), and while my sense of humor is a bit on the twisted side, I am a realitively upbeat person (most of the time). I never judge people, and am always willing to offer advice. While I am no expert on any subject, I am a bit of a 'jack of all trades' kind of guy.

I enjoy writing horror, fantasy, and science fiction. I'm not one to really write about the real world, and writting a childrens story is pretty much impossible for me to do. I  will often work on more than one story at a time. The reason for this is that my writting is largely inspired by my dreams, as well as how I view the world.

So, thanks for stopping by. Read one of my stories and feel free to post a comment. I am alway happy to get feedback, even if it falls into the realm of the negitive. I will gladly return the favor, just send me a message telling me if there is a story you would like me to read.

_Chaos_

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Endless Night.

A nameless stranger gazes into an endless night.

A full moon pierces through the clouds, as if staring back at him.

This nameless stranger has been touched by fear, hatred, and madness.

His will is unfaultering, even as the sense of a forbading doom surrounds him.

A dark past,he wishes he could forget.

A long lost love, he will always remember.

Her dying words echo with his every breath.

He excepts every infliction of pain, as it reminds him that he is still alive.

His souls burns eternally, always repeating the same question.

Is his path one of Justice, or vengence?

He walks the line of solitude and exile, seeking his answer.

He walks into the endless night.

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THE LAST UNSEEN

(What once was and may never will be) In this world prejudice and tyranny grip the land like an iron fist. The land was once ripe and fertile, but now all has turned grim and gray. The air used to smell of salt from the ocean, of mint and pine from the dense forest, and the smell of the morning dew could wake the senses.  Now the air smells of nothing but rotting death as if the whole land were dying. The ocean was once blue and the sound of waves crashing gently against the rocks was like the very sound of tranquility. Now the water is black as death and just as calm.  

The night’s sky was once filled with a million diamonds that shinned so bright they stung the eyes with unyielding beauty. Now only shadows loom overhead casting over the world with its darkness and desolation. Mountains stood so high with their snowcapped peaks you could have sworn that they were a place of gods. Now the mountains seemed to crumble away and a fortress of iron stands in their place.

 

There was once a kingdom where all who lived there felt at peace with each other and them selves, and the spirits of the earth lived among them, ever giving ever caring. Now there is only fear and hate, and the spirits of the earth have turned away and died, turning hope into nothing more than a glimmer of the faintest flame about to be extinguished at any moment. A world of beauty has been turned into the realm of monsters.

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Inherit the Earth...

Everthing you know is about to change. There are many worlds beyound our own, each linked together by the invisable portals known as wormholes and cosmic rifts. There is an ancient socity whos task is to protect us from these other worlds. For not all creatures of the universe wish to co-exist with those of the earth.

In the worlds known as the 'outter-rim', creatures refurred to as the Vagrant plot for the domination over man. Traveling through time and space, they are amoung us, disguising themselves as mortals.

A timeless and unknown war is being fought, and one of the fallen may hold the key to the survial of mankind. He has been exiled from his own kind, living the life of a mortal in an endless existance of solitude.

An ordanary man has been touched by the Vagrant and now transends into the realm of madness.

A priest lives a double life in order to protect those he loves. He is sworn to an oath of secrecy, never to reveal the true nature of all existence.

In a decaying metropalis, a man of the law steps closer to learning the truth.

In a future many have sworn to prevent, one man fights against the Vagrant who have desended upon humanity without mercy. Although he is one of us, he was not born of this world.

All paths lead to one distany. What one decides, affects another. The actions that are taken here in this world, ripples through the entire cosmos. As worlds are consumed by chaos, who shall inherit the earth?

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  • Everyday I find myself drowning in a crowd
    But when I take a look, there's no one else around
    <100 words, July 2
  • I could never mourn you
    I should cry later, I just won't do it today
    <100 words, 1 comment, November 19, 2008. In Dark, Lyrics, Death
  • Where do all the words go when no one hears
    <100 words, 2 comments, September 28, 2008

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  • DarkDancer101 on July 13
    lol, i like ur page. and ur stories r awsome!
  • Duality. on July 8
    Cool page!!!
  • Duality. on July 8
    Cool page!!!
  • Angel07 on June 4
    You seem like a realy creative guy.Keep it up and I'm sure you'll be an author before you know it.

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