/lit/ - Literature

Just posted the 20th chapter of my LitRPG:
https://www.royalroad.com/fiction/54832/leave-bad-enough-alone
27k words so far, and I'm just getting warmed up!
I've heard some LitRPGs stretch for hundreds of chapters and hundreds of thousands of words...I'm well on my way to doing that!

In the old days fantastical powers would dwell within ancient forests, tall mountains, and the dark corners of hollow hills. The people of those times found themselves at odds with this. Having to contend with a life entwined with the most odd and uncontrollable; thus were made myths of monsters and fables of fairies. As time marched on, the human folk built about themselves a world to their own liking. They built cities, they made dams, they lit the earth from sea to sea such that the stars in the sky were made shy and invisible at all the time of the moon. And so as forest was cut, mountain was either summited or left to its own, and all the hollow homes of the earth were left to abandon, the weirdness within them was somewhat diminished. Leaving these ancestral holdings, it followed mankind to its new world.

It is with this change of things that humanity was, once again, in unwilling matrimony with such things as ghosts, sorcery and other-worldy wills! But now, so crowded and noisy were people and their dwellings, that the fantastical was smothered into quietness. Indeed, like the night stars to the street lamps....

In our times the world seems quite mundane, but the mysticism of ancient times lives on in its quieter fashion, and unlike before, it draws its breath from the people whose homes it seeped into. You see, with the lack of ancient roots and legendary sites of ritual the Magic of the City is made and nurtured by that which the city has the most: people and their activity. The oldest of constructions are haunted and become themselves living things as lives are made and worn out within their walls; wizards are made from dwelling in the forgotten corners of the city streets but are nonetheless made powerfull by the charity of the common man.

Within the bustling cities of modern making reside those very same fairies and monsters that wandered before, hidden away and taking whatever is left alone for too long. Indeed like stars and lamps we might be made unaware of the old things in the new world, but the old dwellers remain practically unchallenged. It would take nothing more than a moment of quiet in our rumbling lives; and the old powers would rule again in the night.

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>>20280323
glad you guys realise this too. sometimes being around trees feels like walking into a room of people who know each other very well. you can intuit their familiarity with each other, and their nonverbal communication.

>>20280269
>Baby's are beautiful and amazing and if you genuinely think there disgusting (which I hear so many people say for some reason) then you're probably a terrible person.
based

maybe he just likes worldbuilding