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Top 10 Treks in India You Must Do Once in Your Life
2024.05.17 13:17 Either_Pen1239 Top 10 Treks in India You Must Do Once in Your Life
 | OverviewIf you are an adventurer and you want to feel the thrill along with exploring natural beauty then India is one of your best spots for you. The geographical sequence is the widest starting with the highest mountain range in the north, i.e., the Himalayas, and culminating at the Western Ghats in the south.The troop of trekking trails gives a climb through thick forests, alpine meadows, high-elevation deserts, and marvelous valleys and allows each trekker to find unique landscapes for their own. While some hike trails follow the culture laid down by India, the routes often lead to temples, monasteries, and remote villages that are located in outskirt regions. It is locals who are very incredible and hospitable and their behaviour makes the trek much more amazing. The Neturay people living in the country have the advantage of a high level of biodiversity which exposes them to some reminded plants and unusual wildlife. If you happen to be an adventure or spiritual seeker, India will never disappoint, from the iconic treks through rainbow mountains to pilgrimage sites in Uttarakhand or the sublime nature within Kerala. 1. Pin Parvati Valleyhttps://preview.redd.it/y62338p1zy0d1.jpg?width=924&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=00c3627ac030252808c7041d93c06856813e452ethe Pin Parvati Valley is one of the perfect places for trekking enthusiasts, and it can also present you with one of the most fascinating journeys in Himachal Pradesh. Your trek will originate from the camps of Pughla and it will culminate in the mud village of the Spiti Valley. The pin parvati valley is situated at an elevation elation of 17,569 ft. which makes this trek a difficult one. You will surely need to be sure that you as an experienced trekker will take up this exciting trek. You have to hike about 90 km during 8-9 days of this journey. You'll stay at the campsite for this time. Experience through this journey, how smoothly the different aspects of the Hinduism and, Buddhism blend and showcase unity. The Himalayan Mountains and the beautiful valley views are what will leave you breathless here. Be brave and you will prevail in your obstacles and discomfort. You will also be able to use a combination of medicine and spiritual rituals to clear off any anxiety through bathing in hot water springs around Pin Parvati Valley. 2. Kanchenjunga base camp trek,Sikkimhttps://preview.redd.it/o2cmufy2zy0d1.jpg?width=6016&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=6a59609433e01f2913f726b6b73bad9546532889Surrounded by the far Eastern part of the Kanchenjunga basin, the Kanchenjunga base camp trek is a depiction of the remaining wilderness as it offers unbridled beauty of nature in all its glory. Kanchenjunga, which is the third highest peak in the world, is calling on trekkers and adventure seekers to go on a high sojourn that promises not only astonishing and unsurpassable landscapes but also wanderings into the heart of the rich and diverse culture of the region. Kanchenjunga base camp is not just the trip, it’s the life-changing еxреriеnсе because its greatness will never escape the souls and minds of those who have ever taken it. The perception that the fitness and inspiration the scenic views provide is not enough; there is a deeper inner connection with nature, culture, and oneself that people have on the journey. This is a journey to a place where all that is is awe-inspiring and that place is the Himalayas. It is a place where one can explore the extraordinary and the wondrous, the one-of-a-kind things in life. 3. The Beas Kund trekhttps://preview.redd.it/yntm2u74zy0d1.jpg?width=2048&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=46fa7f7797f9058867e24b25c9b802ad0a8ec732located in Himachal Pradesh, Beas Kund Trek is a popular destination for adventure-seeking individuals. The Beas Kund is one destination that by providing natural beauty blended amazingly with adrenaline chase would entice extreme sports enthusiasts in Himachal Pradesh. This is probably the highest Himalayan trek which kicks off from the Solang valley at an altitude of 3000 meters. The trail, which is always flowing with water, provides the viewer with a dense forest and a large meadow surrounded by green grass. In the midst of all this, the lake of Beas Kund, which is situated at 3,700 meters by elevation, is the Beas River's main source. Once on top, you can be mesmerized to see such a magnificent panorama of these very famous peaks which are entailed Jamkundi Tibba (Hanuman Tibba), Deo Tibba, the seven sisters, and many others covering the sky making a very decent backdrop where one can click extraordinary nature pictures. Experiencing trekking to the Beas is a mild difficulty trek; that is best for beginners and trekkers who are experienced. 4. Rajmachi trek, Maharashtrahttps://preview.redd.it/gjxctln5zy0d1.jpg?width=1024&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=6f8be58b991468e7459496a2cfc10ed4b93ed05cA visit to the Rajmachi fort is one such excursion available for the brave It is built to live up to its name as the pilgrimage that is located in the Western Ghats range of the state of Maharashtra. The trek along the trail starts at the Udhewadi village and passes through a spectacular picturesque area of thick forests with remains of ancient civilizations nearby. The more the trail unfolds the more the picturesque scenes come to eye with all of the greenery and vastness of verdant hills. It is by Rajmachi fort which is mounted on the hills that the significance and such tourists who are excited to trek to experience the magnificent view of Sahyadri Hills. The Rajmachi trek is medium-difficult to do by not requiring too many experienced hikers, which made Rajmachi so popular for trekkers who love hiking in Maharashtra. 5. Dzongri trek, sikkimhttps://preview.redd.it/q2sd2gctzy0d1.jpg?width=1000&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=13a53645457d771a20ca2faee97aebfa3d31eb98The Dzongri Trek in Sikkim is adventurous, especially in the Himalayas. It is famed for having perfect views coupled with cultural diversity. The spectacular Yuksom village is the start and from there on the trekling proceeds through dense rhododendron forests, lush green meadows, virgin estate, and the peaks. Finally, the trek ends at Dzongri. The trekkers are taken to the end of the chain, and see the peaks towering and looking up at the jaw-dropping Kanchenjunga while their jaws drop. Buddhist cultural trails of the monastery at Tashiding and the older fluttering prayer flags also come into view on the hike. Dzongri is one of the must trekking spots where people with varied levels of trekking experience can do it and this spot proves to be most sought-after among nature lovers as well as adventure seekers in Northeast India. 6. Roopkund trek, uttrakhandhttps://preview.redd.it/z4qnzwdhzy0d1.jpg?width=6664&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=2357bb7756d83001a6e24b3cf221c8b4b172d07cRoopkund trek is amongst the most captivating mysteries, spread over the sacred hills which are also called the Skeleton Lake of India. In this lake hear the sound of skeletons flowing on or above the water. The path will lead you through the thick of the forests and across stunning meadows carpeted in lovely colors of multiple blooms. The rocky surfaces that you will bump into while trekking make this trek a bit challenging but when you get yourself the Roop Kund Lake which is at 4,800 meters above sea level, the beautiful view is indeed worth all the challenges that you’ll experience during the trek. The trek difficulty level is a moderate one which means that any experience of trekking is required before you do it. 7. Chadar trek, ladakhhttps://preview.redd.it/7cbjafufzy0d1.jpg?width=1024&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=b1f549d44aafc23723c6e55e3605ae7c98405eadChadar trek, undoubtedly one of the most captivating but hardest treks in the Himalayas, covers one of the most beautiful terrains in the region but is not exactly an easy one for novice hikers. You will know, that whether you have a strong will, you can overcome all necessary difficulties that will come your way during the trek or not, and you are physically fit or not. Ahead the world’s highest peaks and a blue heaven give you the much-needed inner inspiration and move you to a new chapter of life. A new dimension of adventurous and out-of-this-world places will occur in your mind which will make you realize that you have been whisked away to a special place far off from this planet. Chadar trek can be overcome with prior arrangements and subtlety in extreme cold weather. These are the hard zones where the temperature could be - 15 to - 25 degrees Celsius, the changes in this temperature would make the trails unsuitable for walking so be careful while walking as you might dip your feet in chilling water which might numb your feet. It is human nature to be fearful, doubtful, and pessimistic when we face new scenarios. 8. Hampta pass trekhttps://preview.redd.it/fbii72cezy0d1.jpg?width=5371&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=145cc5d56a08d4c90e46745b28cbab286ffc7ad2Hampta Pass is a famous and exciting trek in Himachal Pradesh The pass is situated 4,300 meters above the mean sea level, which makes it difficult to reach. It is especially favored by those who like nature and who seek for adventures. For people who plan to take an active, adventurous, and not less impressive vacation, if they desire to see nature’s greatness in full, then this place is surely for them. This trip will make you a witness to the most unparalleled feeling in the world, and you will always feel like you've heard that thunder thousands of times. 9. Rupin pass trekhttps://preview.redd.it/7vcopa0ozy0d1.jpg?width=675&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=ebf27faeb4e386ec117a3e4eaae5af31d8a7ee63This is one of the reasonably long trek routes in India. While the Rupin Pass trek, Garhwal, Uttarakhand region allows you to experience the greatness of nature as well as adventure in a most unexplainable way. This Rupin Pass trekking journey will take you through dense forests, beautiful gushing waterfalls, and stunning, glacial landscapes. The Rupin Pass lies at an altitude of 4,650 m and this passage is all around by the eye-catching snow-covered mountain peaks which serve as a great area for the artists to take some amazing photos. This hike is not for beginners, so you must build up your endurance. However, when you get there, you will see the views you have been dreaming about and forget all the obstacles. 10. Valley of Flowers trekhttps://preview.redd.it/y7qzi4bpzy0d1.jpg?width=984&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=5cb212d35204dd0db2503a5825f763152a717e7aThe Valley of Flowers trek past Uttarakhand, India lining up as a landscape of a wild natural mosaic of nature's beauty. The area of interest is situated in the foothills of the Garhwal Himalayas, which is a UNESCO World Heritage Site, and it is notable for its great flora richness, including many rare or endemic species. The valley of snow-capped mountain peaks, after one travels through the pristine meadows and crosses Pushpawati River will lead to Hemkund Sahib on Govindghat. Almost the valley is covered with flowering herbaceous species in various colors which make the beautiful view in the monsoons a dream-like landscape. The nature path that gets people very close to the real beauty of nature and if you are tired of being stressed out about your city life and want to break away the realization this trek is perfect for you. |
2024.05.17 12:44 AdInteresting2401 Diagnostic and Non-Diagnostic Symptoms and differential diagnoses - A dermatologic perspective (2023)
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2024.05.17 12:30 PimsriReddit Just got back from Greece and I'm very happy
(Note, this is one of those long, loooong “I went to Greece and this is what I did” post)
I've wanted to go to Greece since I was young. I wrote in my diary when I was 17 that I would go one day and exactly 10 years later I would actually go. Took me 4 years to save up. So I'm very happy.
I have 9 days there, 27th APR to 5th MAY
I arrived very early on the first day which is the 27th with my one backpack and one daypack, and went to Keramikos right away. Had ice cream on the way because I craved sweets after 17 hours traveling. I really love it there and it, along with Delphi, are my most favorite places I visited. I really like how tranquil it is, and I really like the museum and also the tortoises too. I had a dream about tortoises that night. Then I stopped and ate a Greek salad. I learned how to compliment food in Greek and made the waiter laugh lol. The second place I went to is the Agora and the temple of Hephaestus. The whole area is very beautiful, but I accidentally fell asleep and didn’t realize I was sitting where I shouldn’t be sitting but luckily someone woke me up. Felt bad about it :/ Well, anyway, I looked at the museum in the agora too. I really like the big shield (I didn’t know it’s a shield at first. it’s huge.). I found that I get dehydrated so quickly, so I tried to drink as often as I can. I can see the temple of Hephaestus from the agora! It look like a painting. I walked around the place, I just want to convince myself that I’m actually here first before I go to see the temple of Hephaestus. The people back home’s not gonna believe this, the temple is so pristine, so wonderfully preserved. I get to look at the inside which is not often in the pictures. Then I walked past the Monastiraki square to go to my hotel, then came out to get gyro. I slept at a hotel that night because I accidentally booked it (I intend to stay the rest of the night in Athens in a cheaper apartment).
The next day was the 28th May, initially a day trip to Delphi but as I got there I found out my booking was cancelled due to some problem so I booked a new one on the next available day which is the 30th. Initially, the 30th was the day I intended to climb Acropolis because it’s weekday/less busy, but it’s ok! so, I left my baggage in a baggage store place, and walk to Acropolis! I was very excited, my heart beat very fast all the way up and not because I’m tired or anything. I just can't believe I’m actually here. It’s very slippery, and at one point I look and see a long walk up, so I was busy looking at the path and not looking up because I was afraid of slipping, so I get to look around only once I was at the top, and when I look down I finally saw the Herodion and it is bigger and higher up than I thought, and my hair stand up. The Acropolis was ok, but the Erechtheion have always interest me more, because again, it’s on more thing that’s bigger in real life than in pictures. The path down from Acropolis is even more slippery. There were so many musicians, it’s very lively. Met a really cool guy who dressed as Spartan warrior. I walked through the Acropolis museum. I got sad about the missing karyatid, because there were 5 of them displayed, but the vacant space they left for the 6th made me sad. I hope she will stand in that spot one day (I was already missing my sisters and family too… so it feels a little personal to me.) I got really tired then so I ate another salad but this time an Athenian salad. Then I climbed Philopapou! I noticed a tall monument from the top of the Acropolis and wanted to see what it is. On the way I visited the prison of Sokrates, and then this clearing called Pnyx, and it's windy there and got a lot of shade so I slept a while before going to the top of it. Well the monument is beautiful and tall. I can't believe that, compared to the rest of the places I visited before, this monument is considered new. I got lost a bit on the way down (I didn’t go down the way I came. there is a path from the monument and I wanna see where it goes). and um, something happen on the way down. A man asked me if I want to get a coffee with him. I politely declined but that’s the first time in my hideous person life that someone ‘flirt’ with me. People don’t do that, unless as a joke. So I feel weird I guess but not bad at all. Anyway I was so tired so I call taxi with the app Freenow. it’s decent price, I think. I goes to get my baggage and walk to the apartment I’ll be staying and I found a “super food market” on the way (near Temple of Olympian Zeus) and I got some energy bars there. I watched the Temple of Zeus from behind the gate (I didn’t pay to go inside) and see the statue of Alexander the Great on the way. I wash my cloth at the apartment and ate instant rice porridge I brought from home (I was on budget, I can’t eat out every meal).
On the 29th May I woke early so I can have breakfast and hot tea because I got a little sick last night. It’s usually 35 degree celsius in my country so I’m not used to the cold. The tour office is just a few minutes walk from my apartment. I get to sit in the front of the bus and see in front, not just on the side! I’m excited because the route is ancient route, like there are temples on the way, and pass by Eleusis (I really like the book “The King must Die” by Mary Renault and it’s a location for important part of the story about Theseus) After a brief stop where I get to walk to the bridge across the Corinth canal, I finally got to Epidaurus. The theatre there is so unreal. Climbed to the top and still hear the ‘clink!’ of someone dropping a coin on the orchestra below. Museum is pretty, and the fact that almost all the statues are missing their heads are kinda eerie. there are so many medical tools in the museum too. Really made me realized about the fact that people nowaday come to Epidaurus for the theatre but people long ago come here to be treated for their illness. Very difference purposes. The tour stopped at Nafplio for lunch. Had grilled dish and learned how to squeeze lemon on meats. Also went to pharmacy to get something for a sore throat and a face mask. An hour later I was in Mycenae archeological site! I really looked forward to see the Lion gate and it did not dissappoint. Bigger and taller than I imagined. 2 years ago I painted a picture of the Lion gate, and I tried walking around for an angle that fit the one in my painting. I took one, and when I put the pictures and the painting side by side, it’s almost the same angle, just different lighting! (It was morning in my painting, but mid day when I took the picture) It’s very intimidating and I imagine it must have been very scary to defeated enemies or captives, being brought into this city and looking up from their chains to see the lions. The tomb of Atreus is chilling. Both because it’s cold inside but also because it’s, well, a tomb. A large and important one. Overall, Argolis is a beautiful region, a lot of plains and very windy. Once again very tired when I got back to my apartment, but I get to wash my hair!
The 30th is my long-awaited Delphi day tour. Like I said, this was originally on the 28th but due to problem with, I think, the app I used to book it, it got cancelled without me knowing, and the tour company is very helpful and helped me book it for a very fair price, but I’ll just have to buy tickets myself. It’s a longer drive this time, but the sceneries is beautiful. I LOVE mountains, so the views interests me all the way there (even if I didn’t get to sit in the front, and the window is tinted so it’s a little dark) I really admire bus drivers in Greece. The mountain path is narrow in the village on the way, but they’re all very good drivers. It’s quite cold up there. There are caterpillar silk nest on the pine trees that look like cotton candies. Delphi is… um, it’s like it’s not in this world. It’s like it’s from another world, and maybe you could say that it is, it’s from the world in the past, or something. I felt as if I was in a dream. I can’t explain it, but it make the place all quiet and tranquil despite all the wind and the tourists. Like there are tourists, but it also feel as though they don’t exist, but it’s doesn’t feel vacant either, but instead there’s “presence” all around that doesn’t come from the tourists. I understand now why the people in the past believe that this is center of the world, or believe that gods were here. The tour guide said to meet at the museum in an hour and a half, and I really want to go see the small temple to Athena, just beyond the athletes area, but I was afraid I wouldn’t go to the tour guide in time so I didn’t go. Kinda regrets it. Anyway I fell in love at the museum in Delphi. The artifacts inside are gorgeous, I particularly love the sphynx and the charioteer (bought a postcard of it back home) but none as gorgeous as the statue of Antinous. He’s beautiful and I’ve never seen a boy more lovely than him, even the living ones. I seen the stone that contain a ‘sheet music’ and lyrics. I remember that melody, because I played a game called Assassin’s Creed Origin once and the musician NPCs sometimes plays this music. It’s good to finally see the ‘sheet music’ itself! Had a bit of a late lunch and had feta cheese salad, it’s delicious. Another long drive back, where I get to nap a bit.There’s a dessert place nearby where I tried some pastry and then a convenient store where I bought pudding from a freezer. Greece only have 3 Lays flavours that I’ve seen but a lot of bars of grains and cereal to choose from which I really enjoy (especially the ones with honey)
On the May day, I pack my things and checked out, again with my backpack on the back and daypack on the front. I called a taxi this time, before the strike happen, so I can go to the national archeological museum. I know the museum already have place to deposit backpacks. I walked around for about 4 hours. Everything is pretty even if I was still thinking about Antinous. Everything is amazing to me there. I like to be reminded of the fact that it’s really human’s nature to make pretty things. I visited the museum giftshop too. I travelled alone with little space so I know I shouldn’t buy lots of souvenirs, but I did get a lot of postcards because I like them, and allow myself one book. Had a heated gyros outside, just a quick bite, while I wait for a ‘break’ in the strike, then take the taxi to Spata, near the airport, because I have a very early flight tomorrow. I booked a room there that’s really huge (it’s a bit expansive, because there are flight change so I had to find new hotel.) Since I arrived in the early evening, I get to wash my cloths and see it dry before the night. It’s really really cold out here now. I get to rest the whole evening and eat the food I bought earlier. (I took a foldable tupperware with me. I use them to pack lunch for work but this trip I used it to pack leftovers from tavernas). I sleep early and was kinda nervous about the flight, but I woke early too.
on the 2nd of May, I booked a taxi on Freenow since the day before so by the time the taxi arrive, I was already standing outside waiting. Again, I shouldn't have gone out to wait early and should've stayed inside the building until the taxi arrived, because it's so cold, and I think this got me sich later. The flight went well and took me to Herakleion safely. I have a little problem finding which bus goes to the city but I found it and arrived safely to the center too. I took the bus number 2 to Knossos! I got very excited when I see the road sign that indicated that Knossos was just ahead. I ate first though. I had moussaka. I bought an audio guide because I want to try touring using an audio guide, and the direction was confusing, maybe because it's not updated. I ended up walking around and around trying to find the spot the tour was talking about. Knossos is as I expected. It was mostly reconstructed, but I still had a lot of fun imagining what it could look like, and thinking about the people that lived there. It means something to me because I've always been obsessed with the minotaur since I was little, since before knowing what country the story come from. So seeing something related to, or even potentially the origin of the tale, has been super exciting to me, and also because, as I mentioned, I really like Renault's “The King Must Die”. I really love it there. The review said it’s not authentic and I agree, but to me, it matters enough that I’m here, so I’m very happy with that. Unfortunately, I spent so much time in Knossos that I didn’t spent as much as I want in Herakleion musuem! Still feel bad about that. But I get to see the bull leap frescoes, and all the pots and vases and statues with bulls on it. There’s so many thing with bulls, like a statue and a really beautiful bull head vessel and a small statuettes with people grabbing on a bull’s horns. I really love them all. I get to see the real vase with octopus. I have a blanket with Minoan octopus on it, it’s good to see the real thing. I got a tiny bronze bull replica of the one in the museum. It’s small so it doesn’t weight much. Unfortunately, for the rest of my journey, I’d be sick. It start with sore throat that evening, which progress into symptoms of sinusitis. I had to visit the pharmacy again. Hot tea didn’t help this time, my nose was too dry for too long and I think I’ve been cold for too long as well.
The 3rd of May is holiday, I know this, so I pick this as the day to travel to Chania via bus and explore Chania. I woke up when I’m ready because I’m in no rush today. I ate all the supplies I had for dinner and breakfast to make my pack light, so I head out of the hotel and walk to the bus station. I waited a while, feeling myself getting more sick. It was about 3 hours to Chania with no bathroom break so I suffered a bit, but wow, the landscape of Crete is so much different from Attika. It’s less trees and more of large bushes. All the way, the right side is the sea, and the left is the mountain. It’s beautiful. I miss the cypress though, there are less cypress in Crete. On the way though! I saw a goat with a really big horns. I think it’s one of those Cretan wild goat, which I was excited to see at Samaria gorge. I had to use the bathroom real quick after I arrived. The bus stop is near my hotel, but it’s not time to check in yet, so I went and had lunch by the harbour. Look pretty just like in the pictures I’ve seen! I had calamari and sakanagi. It’s so delicious and refreshing. They have rice which is different from the one in my country, the rice is tiny and round and cuter than the white fluffy rice at my home. I was so full. I learned about how, after you asked for the bill, they’ll give you dessert first so I really look forward to it. I got a really good dessert too, and had to sit a while because I’m so full. I walked to the hotel, and there are two identical entrance. Luckily the staff was there and show me the right entrance. My room for the last 3 nights is small and cozy, really love it. I hope to eat out at dinner, but unfortunately, by that time, my sickness got so bad, I can only walk to the nearby supermarket and buy a salad and tea with honey. Tomorrow I was supposed to go hike the Samaria gorge. I’m a regular person, I wasn’t super fit, but I’m not a weakling either, and I have hiked in my country several times but it’s a different climate (hot and wet tropical jungle, not dry and cold) and I got Covid once which got my health down so bad that I had trouble even walking up stair but I bounced back since then. But this hike is a bit longer than my longest hike, so I trained myself for it for about 6 months and got fitter than I’ve ever been. I was so ready, sooooo ready. But that night, I had to emailed them to cancelled the hike because I got a bad fever, and my throat is all red. I just tried making myself feel comfortable all night. It’s a sad 4th of May, but I got better in the evening! When I’m sure I was well, I went out. Tomorrow everything will close again so this is my last chance to buy souvenirs. I got more postcards and, since I couldn’t go to Samaria to see the goats, I bought myself a little goat plushie that have “Love Crete” embroidered on his back. I would love if I could buy plushie from different countries I visited, of an important animals of that place (I got an emu from when I was in Australia) and for dinner, there’s this place called To Xani that I’ve read review of and wanted to try so I went. I have rabbit stifado because I’ve never tried rabbit. It’s like chicken but less fat and more sweet, to me. So far, that’s my favourite dish of all I’ve tried in Greece. That night, I planed to go to church and see how Christian celebrates Easter, but unfortunately, as the night gets late, I got sick again, so I went to sleep.
The 5th, my last day, is my relaxing day, which initially I want to use it to stroll around the city and chill. Instead I lay sick almost all day. I haven’t eaten the Cretan dish on my list yet, which is last one left on my list; Cretan pie. So I went out anyway during the evening and ordered a takeaway to eat at my hotel. At least I’m happy with that, especially because I stopped to watch the sun set for the last time before I leave tomorrow.
I pre-booked a taxi which take me to the airport. I flew from Chania to Athens, then I switched to another airline that take me home, with a 4 hours stop at Istanbul. during the longest leg of the flight, which is Istanbul to my home, I got more sick so rapidly (I think the cold and dry cabin air got me) I feel so guilty because I was afraid I might make other people sick too. (I wear mask all the time). 28 hours after I left my hotel in Chania, I got home safe with a new goat friend.
So, that’s my adventure! I’m not sure why I got that sick.It’s not covid though. I noticed that the dry climate made me thirsty very often and I think maybe I was dehydrated? Or is it simply the cold? Or maybe I caught something from Greek people because I noticed a lot of people were sneezing. Is it the season? I noticed some olive trees have flowers when it’s supposed to bloom in summer, so there’s an unusual weather and that make people sick and I caught something from them?
Next time I’ll bring some medicines of my own because medicines are expansive there. Next time, I’ll be better prepared. I want to go back again, because I haven’t seen everything yet. And especially have not hiked Samaria yet. Maybe next time, I’ll go when it’s warmer, but not in the middle of European people’s summer holiday, because I don’t like too many people.
Anyway, the trip may have ended badly, but over all it’s still a wonderful trip. I learned a lot about traveling, I become motivated to start another side hustle so I can make more money to travel, I learned about life outside my country. It’s also worth everything I have been doing to get here too. Overall, I’m very very happy, and can see myself going back there again.
Actually, during the time I prepare for this trip, one of the preparation is learning how to speak Greek. I learned on free online sources, and I’m proud that I get to speak Greek to Greek people (say things like "This food is delicious" "I like it" "the weather is cold" "I'm traveling for ten days")
I think people will ask because somehow some people can tell, so I’ll answer first, yes i have autism. I don’t expect many people to read to the end but thank you if you do. English is not my first language so I'm sorry for grammar mistakes that I made. Feel free to talk about your own experience too because I always love hearing about it. I’m from Thailand by the way.
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I've wanted to go to Greece since I was young. I wrote in my diary when I was 17 that I would go one day and exactly 10 years later I would actually go. Took me 4 years to save up. So I'm very happy.
I have 9 days there, 27th APR to 5th MAY
I arrived very early on the first day which is the 27th with my one backpack and one daypack, and went to Keramikos right away. Had ice cream on the way because I craved sweets after 17 hours traveling. I really love it there and it, along with Delphi, are my most favorite places I visited. I really like how tranquil it is, and I really like the museum and also the tortoises too. I had a dream about tortoises that night. Then I stopped and ate a Greek salad. I learned how to compliment food in Greek and made the waiter laugh lol. The second place I went to is the Agora and the temple of Hephaestus. The whole area is very beautiful, but I accidentally fell asleep and didn’t realize I was sitting where I shouldn’t be sitting but luckily someone woke me up. Felt bad about it :/ Well, anyway, I looked at the museum in the agora too. I really like the big shield (I didn’t know it’s a shield at first. it’s huge.). I found that I get dehydrated so quickly, so I tried to drink as often as I can. I can see the temple of Hephaestus from the agora! It look like a painting. I walked around the place, I just want to convince myself that I’m actually here first before I go to see the temple of Hephaestus. The people back home’s not gonna believe this, the temple is so pristine, so wonderfully preserved. I get to look at the inside which is not often in the pictures. Then I walked past the Monastiraki square to go to my hotel, then came out to get gyro. I slept at a hotel that night because I accidentally booked it (I intend to stay the rest of the night in Athens in a cheaper apartment).
The next day was the 28th May, initially a day trip to Delphi but as I got there I found out my booking was cancelled due to some problem so I booked a new one on the next available day which is the 30th. Initially, the 30th was the day I intended to climb Acropolis because it’s weekday/less busy, but it’s ok! so, I left my baggage in a baggage store place, and walk to Acropolis! I was very excited, my heart beat very fast all the way up and not because I’m tired or anything. I just can't believe I’m actually here. It’s very slippery, and at one point I look and see a long walk up, so I was busy looking at the path and not looking up because I was afraid of slipping, so I get to look around only once I was at the top, and when I look down I finally saw the Herodion and it is bigger and higher up than I thought, and my hair stand up. The Acropolis was ok, but the Erechtheion have always interest me more, because again, it’s on more thing that’s bigger in real life than in pictures. The path down from Acropolis is even more slippery. There were so many musicians, it’s very lively. Met a really cool guy who dressed as Spartan warrior. I walked through the Acropolis museum. I got sad about the missing karyatid, because there were 5 of them displayed, but the vacant space they left for the 6th made me sad. I hope she will stand in that spot one day (I was already missing my sisters and family too… so it feels a little personal to me.) I got really tired then so I ate another salad but this time an Athenian salad. Then I climbed Philopapou! I noticed a tall monument from the top of the Acropolis and wanted to see what it is. On the way I visited the prison of Sokrates, and then this clearing called Pnyx, and it's windy there and got a lot of shade so I slept a while before going to the top of it. Well the monument is beautiful and tall. I can't believe that, compared to the rest of the places I visited before, this monument is considered new. I got lost a bit on the way down (I didn’t go down the way I came. there is a path from the monument and I wanna see where it goes). and um, something happen on the way down. A man asked me if I want to get a coffee with him. I politely declined but that’s the first time in my hideous person life that someone ‘flirt’ with me. People don’t do that, unless as a joke. So I feel weird I guess but not bad at all. Anyway I was so tired so I call taxi with the app Freenow. it’s decent price, I think. I goes to get my baggage and walk to the apartment I’ll be staying and I found a “super food market” on the way (near Temple of Olympian Zeus) and I got some energy bars there. I watched the Temple of Zeus from behind the gate (I didn’t pay to go inside) and see the statue of Alexander the Great on the way. I wash my cloth at the apartment and ate instant rice porridge I brought from home (I was on budget, I can’t eat out every meal).
On the 29th May I woke early so I can have breakfast and hot tea because I got a little sick last night. It’s usually 35 degree celsius in my country so I’m not used to the cold. The tour office is just a few minutes walk from my apartment. I get to sit in the front of the bus and see in front, not just on the side! I’m excited because the route is ancient route, like there are temples on the way, and pass by Eleusis (I really like the book “The King must Die” by Mary Renault and it’s a location for important part of the story about Theseus) After a brief stop where I get to walk to the bridge across the Corinth canal, I finally got to Epidaurus. The theatre there is so unreal. Climbed to the top and still hear the ‘clink!’ of someone dropping a coin on the orchestra below. Museum is pretty, and the fact that almost all the statues are missing their heads are kinda eerie. there are so many medical tools in the museum too. Really made me realized about the fact that people nowaday come to Epidaurus for the theatre but people long ago come here to be treated for their illness. Very difference purposes. The tour stopped at Nafplio for lunch. Had grilled dish and learned how to squeeze lemon on meats. Also went to pharmacy to get something for a sore throat and a face mask. An hour later I was in Mycenae archeological site! I really looked forward to see the Lion gate and it did not dissappoint. Bigger and taller than I imagined. 2 years ago I painted a picture of the Lion gate, and I tried walking around for an angle that fit the one in my painting. I took one, and when I put the pictures and the painting side by side, it’s almost the same angle, just different lighting! (It was morning in my painting, but mid day when I took the picture) It’s very intimidating and I imagine it must have been very scary to defeated enemies or captives, being brought into this city and looking up from their chains to see the lions. The tomb of Atreus is chilling. Both because it’s cold inside but also because it’s, well, a tomb. A large and important one. Overall, Argolis is a beautiful region, a lot of plains and very windy. Once again very tired when I got back to my apartment, but I get to wash my hair!
The 30th is my long-awaited Delphi day tour. Like I said, this was originally on the 28th but due to problem with, I think, the app I used to book it, it got cancelled without me knowing, and the tour company is very helpful and helped me book it for a very fair price, but I’ll just have to buy tickets myself. It’s a longer drive this time, but the sceneries is beautiful. I LOVE mountains, so the views interests me all the way there (even if I didn’t get to sit in the front, and the window is tinted so it’s a little dark) I really admire bus drivers in Greece. The mountain path is narrow in the village on the way, but they’re all very good drivers. It’s quite cold up there. There are caterpillar silk nest on the pine trees that look like cotton candies. Delphi is… um, it’s like it’s not in this world. It’s like it’s from another world, and maybe you could say that it is, it’s from the world in the past, or something. I felt as if I was in a dream. I can’t explain it, but it make the place all quiet and tranquil despite all the wind and the tourists. Like there are tourists, but it also feel as though they don’t exist, but it’s doesn’t feel vacant either, but instead there’s “presence” all around that doesn’t come from the tourists. I understand now why the people in the past believe that this is center of the world, or believe that gods were here. The tour guide said to meet at the museum in an hour and a half, and I really want to go see the small temple to Athena, just beyond the athletes area, but I was afraid I wouldn’t go to the tour guide in time so I didn’t go. Kinda regrets it. Anyway I fell in love at the museum in Delphi. The artifacts inside are gorgeous, I particularly love the sphynx and the charioteer (bought a postcard of it back home) but none as gorgeous as the statue of Antinous. He’s beautiful and I’ve never seen a boy more lovely than him, even the living ones. I seen the stone that contain a ‘sheet music’ and lyrics. I remember that melody, because I played a game called Assassin’s Creed Origin once and the musician NPCs sometimes plays this music. It’s good to finally see the ‘sheet music’ itself! Had a bit of a late lunch and had feta cheese salad, it’s delicious. Another long drive back, where I get to nap a bit.There’s a dessert place nearby where I tried some pastry and then a convenient store where I bought pudding from a freezer. Greece only have 3 Lays flavours that I’ve seen but a lot of bars of grains and cereal to choose from which I really enjoy (especially the ones with honey)
On the May day, I pack my things and checked out, again with my backpack on the back and daypack on the front. I called a taxi this time, before the strike happen, so I can go to the national archeological museum. I know the museum already have place to deposit backpacks. I walked around for about 4 hours. Everything is pretty even if I was still thinking about Antinous. Everything is amazing to me there. I like to be reminded of the fact that it’s really human’s nature to make pretty things. I visited the museum giftshop too. I travelled alone with little space so I know I shouldn’t buy lots of souvenirs, but I did get a lot of postcards because I like them, and allow myself one book. Had a heated gyros outside, just a quick bite, while I wait for a ‘break’ in the strike, then take the taxi to Spata, near the airport, because I have a very early flight tomorrow. I booked a room there that’s really huge (it’s a bit expansive, because there are flight change so I had to find new hotel.) Since I arrived in the early evening, I get to wash my cloths and see it dry before the night. It’s really really cold out here now. I get to rest the whole evening and eat the food I bought earlier. (I took a foldable tupperware with me. I use them to pack lunch for work but this trip I used it to pack leftovers from tavernas). I sleep early and was kinda nervous about the flight, but I woke early too.
on the 2nd of May, I booked a taxi on Freenow since the day before so by the time the taxi arrive, I was already standing outside waiting. Again, I shouldn't have gone out to wait early and should've stayed inside the building until the taxi arrived, because it's so cold, and I think this got me sich later. The flight went well and took me to Herakleion safely. I have a little problem finding which bus goes to the city but I found it and arrived safely to the center too. I took the bus number 2 to Knossos! I got very excited when I see the road sign that indicated that Knossos was just ahead. I ate first though. I had moussaka. I bought an audio guide because I want to try touring using an audio guide, and the direction was confusing, maybe because it's not updated. I ended up walking around and around trying to find the spot the tour was talking about. Knossos is as I expected. It was mostly reconstructed, but I still had a lot of fun imagining what it could look like, and thinking about the people that lived there. It means something to me because I've always been obsessed with the minotaur since I was little, since before knowing what country the story come from. So seeing something related to, or even potentially the origin of the tale, has been super exciting to me, and also because, as I mentioned, I really like Renault's “The King Must Die”. I really love it there. The review said it’s not authentic and I agree, but to me, it matters enough that I’m here, so I’m very happy with that. Unfortunately, I spent so much time in Knossos that I didn’t spent as much as I want in Herakleion musuem! Still feel bad about that. But I get to see the bull leap frescoes, and all the pots and vases and statues with bulls on it. There’s so many thing with bulls, like a statue and a really beautiful bull head vessel and a small statuettes with people grabbing on a bull’s horns. I really love them all. I get to see the real vase with octopus. I have a blanket with Minoan octopus on it, it’s good to see the real thing. I got a tiny bronze bull replica of the one in the museum. It’s small so it doesn’t weight much. Unfortunately, for the rest of my journey, I’d be sick. It start with sore throat that evening, which progress into symptoms of sinusitis. I had to visit the pharmacy again. Hot tea didn’t help this time, my nose was too dry for too long and I think I’ve been cold for too long as well.
The 3rd of May is holiday, I know this, so I pick this as the day to travel to Chania via bus and explore Chania. I woke up when I’m ready because I’m in no rush today. I ate all the supplies I had for dinner and breakfast to make my pack light, so I head out of the hotel and walk to the bus station. I waited a while, feeling myself getting more sick. It was about 3 hours to Chania with no bathroom break so I suffered a bit, but wow, the landscape of Crete is so much different from Attika. It’s less trees and more of large bushes. All the way, the right side is the sea, and the left is the mountain. It’s beautiful. I miss the cypress though, there are less cypress in Crete. On the way though! I saw a goat with a really big horns. I think it’s one of those Cretan wild goat, which I was excited to see at Samaria gorge. I had to use the bathroom real quick after I arrived. The bus stop is near my hotel, but it’s not time to check in yet, so I went and had lunch by the harbour. Look pretty just like in the pictures I’ve seen! I had calamari and sakanagi. It’s so delicious and refreshing. They have rice which is different from the one in my country, the rice is tiny and round and cuter than the white fluffy rice at my home. I was so full. I learned about how, after you asked for the bill, they’ll give you dessert first so I really look forward to it. I got a really good dessert too, and had to sit a while because I’m so full. I walked to the hotel, and there are two identical entrance. Luckily the staff was there and show me the right entrance. My room for the last 3 nights is small and cozy, really love it. I hope to eat out at dinner, but unfortunately, by that time, my sickness got so bad, I can only walk to the nearby supermarket and buy a salad and tea with honey. Tomorrow I was supposed to go hike the Samaria gorge. I’m a regular person, I wasn’t super fit, but I’m not a weakling either, and I have hiked in my country several times but it’s a different climate (hot and wet tropical jungle, not dry and cold) and I got Covid once which got my health down so bad that I had trouble even walking up stair but I bounced back since then. But this hike is a bit longer than my longest hike, so I trained myself for it for about 6 months and got fitter than I’ve ever been. I was so ready, sooooo ready. But that night, I had to emailed them to cancelled the hike because I got a bad fever, and my throat is all red. I just tried making myself feel comfortable all night. It’s a sad 4th of May, but I got better in the evening! When I’m sure I was well, I went out. Tomorrow everything will close again so this is my last chance to buy souvenirs. I got more postcards and, since I couldn’t go to Samaria to see the goats, I bought myself a little goat plushie that have “Love Crete” embroidered on his back. I would love if I could buy plushie from different countries I visited, of an important animals of that place (I got an emu from when I was in Australia) and for dinner, there’s this place called To Xani that I’ve read review of and wanted to try so I went. I have rabbit stifado because I’ve never tried rabbit. It’s like chicken but less fat and more sweet, to me. So far, that’s my favourite dish of all I’ve tried in Greece. That night, I planed to go to church and see how Christian celebrates Easter, but unfortunately, as the night gets late, I got sick again, so I went to sleep.
The 5th, my last day, is my relaxing day, which initially I want to use it to stroll around the city and chill. Instead I lay sick almost all day. I haven’t eaten the Cretan dish on my list yet, which is last one left on my list; Cretan pie. So I went out anyway during the evening and ordered a takeaway to eat at my hotel. At least I’m happy with that, especially because I stopped to watch the sun set for the last time before I leave tomorrow.
I pre-booked a taxi which take me to the airport. I flew from Chania to Athens, then I switched to another airline that take me home, with a 4 hours stop at Istanbul. during the longest leg of the flight, which is Istanbul to my home, I got more sick so rapidly (I think the cold and dry cabin air got me) I feel so guilty because I was afraid I might make other people sick too. (I wear mask all the time). 28 hours after I left my hotel in Chania, I got home safe with a new goat friend.
So, that’s my adventure! I’m not sure why I got that sick.It’s not covid though. I noticed that the dry climate made me thirsty very often and I think maybe I was dehydrated? Or is it simply the cold? Or maybe I caught something from Greek people because I noticed a lot of people were sneezing. Is it the season? I noticed some olive trees have flowers when it’s supposed to bloom in summer, so there’s an unusual weather and that make people sick and I caught something from them?
Next time I’ll bring some medicines of my own because medicines are expansive there. Next time, I’ll be better prepared. I want to go back again, because I haven’t seen everything yet. And especially have not hiked Samaria yet. Maybe next time, I’ll go when it’s warmer, but not in the middle of European people’s summer holiday, because I don’t like too many people.
Anyway, the trip may have ended badly, but over all it’s still a wonderful trip. I learned a lot about traveling, I become motivated to start another side hustle so I can make more money to travel, I learned about life outside my country. It’s also worth everything I have been doing to get here too. Overall, I’m very very happy, and can see myself going back there again.
Actually, during the time I prepare for this trip, one of the preparation is learning how to speak Greek. I learned on free online sources, and I’m proud that I get to speak Greek to Greek people (say things like "This food is delicious" "I like it" "the weather is cold" "I'm traveling for ten days")
I think people will ask because somehow some people can tell, so I’ll answer first, yes i have autism. I don’t expect many people to read to the end but thank you if you do. English is not my first language so I'm sorry for grammar mistakes that I made. Feel free to talk about your own experience too because I always love hearing about it. I’m from Thailand by the way.
2024.05.17 11:55 CommanderRoku Fully Explained: Star Cards for Blaster Heroes (Part III)
 | To celebrate the upcoming 25th anniversary of the Phantom Menace this 19th of May, I decided to go all out on discovering the hidden effects or poorly described star cards in this game based on the plentiful resources and posts of the past (References are found at the end). At the same time, I did what I could to rewrite the ability and card descriptions to be somewhat unilateral and have similar explanations. Many were a surprise to be sure but a welcome one, while others are completely out of hand. Use what’s useful to you, and feel free to share your own test results. At last we will reveal these stats to all, at last… submitted by CommanderRoku to StarWarsBattlefront [link] [comments] Star Cards for Blaster Heroes (Part III) · Boba Fett o Quick Refill: The 8.3% per second refill rate for jetpack fuel is faster when not being used. At EPIC rarity, it is 12.3% per second. Normal Refill Time: 12 seconds; EPIC Rarity: 10.5 seconds. (S1) § Refill Rate per Second: ? / ? / ? / 12.3% o Born to Fly: Reduces the cooldown times of CONCUSSION ROCKET, FOR THE HUNT, and ROCKET BARRAGE when flying with a jetpack. Health regeneration is delayed from 5 seconds to 6.5 seconds as a result. FOR THE HUNT’s Duration: 8 seconds. “Fuel Efficiency” Jetpack Flight Time in Seconds: 5.00 / 5.25 / 5.40 / 5.55 / 5.75; Normal Cooldown Times by order of mention (And “Intense Barrage”): 15 seconds; 10 seconds; 20 seconds; 13 seconds. Hypothetical EPIC Rarity: 12 seconds; 8 seconds; 16 seconds; 10.4 seconds. § Reduced Cooldown Time: 5% / 10% / 15% / 20% https://preview.redd.it/orm1dg8jly0d1.jpg?width=225&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=d5ecaf78692ae925016f53d99afdbb2f2933ceee o Extended Exposure: Enemies stay revealed for additional seconds after FOR THE HUNT’s 8-second duration ends. Ability Cooldown Time: 10 seconds; Total Reveal Time: 10 / 11 / 12 / 14 (S1) § Additional Seconds: 2 / 3 / 4 / 6 o Acute Concussion: Adds seconds to the 5-second duration of the concussive effect caused by CONCUSSION ROCKET. Extended Effects: blurring of vision; disabling of lightsaber attack target lock-on. Duration in Seconds: 5.5 / 6.0 / 6.5 / 7.0 § Added Seconds: 0.5 / 1.0 / 1.5 / 2.0 o Augmented Gear: If CONCUSSION ROCKET hits the number of enemies stated below, flying with a jetpack can be used without fuel consumption. Normal “Fuel Efficiency” Jetpack Flight Time in Seconds: 5.00 / 5.25 / 5.40 / 5.55 / 5.75; New “Fuel Efficiency” Jetpack Flight Time in Seconds: 9.00 / 9.25 / 9.40 / 9.55 / 9.75; FOR THE HUNT Duration: 8 seconds; “Quick Refill” Refill Time: 12 seconds / 10.5 seconds. § Number of Enemies: 5 / 4 / 3 / 2 § No Fuel Consumption Time in Seconds: 2 / 2 / 3 / 4 o Fuel Efficiency: Decreases the consumption rate of jetpack fuel, increasing the 5-second flight time. Jetpack Flight Time in Seconds: 5.25 / 5.40 / 5.55 / 5.75 § Decreased Consumption Rate: 5% / 8% / 11% / 15% o Intense Barrage: If 500 damage points are dealt to enemies within a single use of ROCKET BARRAGE, the following 20-second cooldown time is reduced. “Focalize” Rocket Damage: 75 / 79 / 81 / 83 / 85; “Focalize” on Two Enemies: 150 / 158 / 162 / 166 / 170; “Focalize” Five Rockets on One Enemy: 375 / 395 / 405 / 415 / 425; Cooldown Time: 16 / 15 / 14 / 13 § Seconds Removed from Cooldown Time: 4 / 5 / 6 / 7 o Death From Above: Damage reduction is received when using ROCKET BARRAGE while flying with a jetpack. “Fuel Efficiency” Jetpack Flight Time in Seconds: 5.00 / 5.25 / 5.40 / 5.55 / 5.75; Health Points: 600 / 648 / 660 / 672 / 690 § Damage Reduction: 8% / 10% / 12% / 15% o Focalize: ROCKET BARRAGE rockets deals bonus damage within a 1-meter radius of the center of the explosion. Rocket Damage: 75 / 79 / 81 / 83 / 85; On Two Enemies: 150 / 158 / 162 / 166 / 170; Five Rockets on One Enemy: 375 / 395 / 405 / 415 / 425 § Bonus Damage: 4 / 6 / 8 / 10 · Bossk o Name Your Poison: Health is regained each in-game tick within DIOXIS GRENADE’s cloud of gas. Ability Duration: 6 seconds. Total Health Regained: 90 / 120 / 150 / 180 § Health regained per Second: 15 / 20 / 25 / 30 o Trap Arming Speed: PROXIMITY MINES arm faster when deployed, reducing activation time. At EPIC rarity, it reduces by 65%. Arming Speed in Seconds: 4 / 2.8 / 2.4 / 2 / 1.6 (S1) § Reduced Activation Time: ? / ? / ? / 65% OR 30% / 40% / 50% / 60% o Spreading The Disease: This card does nothing. (BF1; R1) o Sniper Expert: A headshot defeat with the sniper scope resets removes blaster heat. Blaster Overheat: 8 shots. § No Blaster Heat Time in Seconds: 1.0 / 1.5 / 2.0 / 2.5 o Unrelenting Predator: For every enemy defeated while PREDATOR INSTINCTS is active, the 20-second cooldown times of DIOXIS GRENADE and PROXIMITY MINES are reduced. Ability Duration: 25 seconds; Cooldown Times in Seconds: 19.0 / 18.4 / 17.8 / 17.2 § Reduced Cooldown Time: 5% / 8% / 11% / 14% o Predator Resilience: Damage Reduction is received while PREDATOR INSTINCTS is active. Ability Duration: 25 seconds; Health Points: 600 / 660 / 678 / 696 / 720 § Damage Reduction: 10% / 13% / 16% / 20% o Multi-Traps: Adds two additional PROXIMITY MINES. All mines also have an extended detonation radius. Mine Damage: 76; All Five Mines: 380; Detonation Radius: 6 / 6.5 / 6.9 / 7.2 / 7.5; Inner Detonation Radius: 5 / 5.5 / 5.75 / 6 / 6.25 § Extended Detonation Radius: 10% / 15% / 20% / 25% o Ultimate Predator: For every enemy defeated with micro-grenades or proximity-mines and while active, PREDATOR INSTINCTS’s 25-second duration is extended. (S1) § Extended Duration: 15% / 20% / 25% / 30% o Lingering Dioxis: Adds seconds to DIOXIS GRENADE’s 6-second duration. At EPIC rarity, it deals up to 238 damage. Duration: 8 / 9 / 10 / 12 (R4) § Added Seconds: 2 / 3 / 4 / 5 · Chewbacca o Bonus Health: Increases maximum base health. Maximum Base Health: 700 / 750 / 775 / 800 / 850 § Health Added: 50 / 75 / 100 / 150 o Echoing Roar: For every enemy defeated with FURIOUS BOWCASTER, its 25-second duration is extended. Duration: 7.5 to 25 seconds; Cooldown Time: 20 seconds. (S1) § Extended Duration: 15% / 20% / 30% / 40% o Extended Shock: Extends SHOCK GRENADE’s duration of 1.1 seconds. The 15-second cooldown time is extended by 50% as a result. At EPIC rarity, the shock duration is extended 20%. EPIC Rarity: 1.3 seconds; New Cooldown Time: 22.5 seconds. (S1) § Extended Shock Duration: ? / ? / ? / 20% o Charging Frenzy: Even more damage reduction is added to the 30% damage reduction received while sprinting with CHARGE SLAM. Cooldown Time: 10 seconds; Total Damage Reduction: 50% / 60% / 70% / 80%; Health Points: 910 / 1050 / 1120 / 1190 / 1260; And “Bonus Health”: 850 / 1105 / 1275 / 1360 / 1445 / 1530; And “Impervious” Only: 938 / 1219 / 1407 / 1501 / 1595 / 1688; “Bonus Health” And “Impervious”: 1139 / 1481 / 1709 / 1822 / 1936 / 2050; “Bonus Health” And “Furious Resilience”: 1020 / 1326 / 1530 / 1632 / 1734 / 1836; “Impervious” And “Furious Resilience”: 1126 / 1464 / 1689 / 1802 / 1914 / 2027 (S1) § Additional Damage Reduction: 20% / 30% / 40% / 50% o Multi-Shock: SHOCK GRENADE splits into even more missiles, increasing area of affect. Missiles: 5 / 6 / 7 / 8 / 9 § Added Missiles: 1 / 2 / 3 / 4 https://preview.redd.it/1j4npupply0d1.jpg?width=225&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=edb83a0b5c986b492d6ec259e6ae715fd7dca063 o Impervious: Every 200 damage points dealt to enemies while any ability is active permanently adds damage reduction by 2%. As a bonus, if an enemy hero is thrown off a ledge using CHARGE SLAM and they die from the void within 3 seconds, the additional damage reduction received will be set to the maximum value possible. The effect resets after being defeated. Maximum Health Points Possible: 700 / 854 / 882 / 910 / 938; And “Bonus Health”: 850 / 1037 / 1071 / 1105 / 1139 (S1) § Maximum Damage Reduction: 22% / 26% / 30% / 34% o Shocked And Vulnerable: Enemies shocked by SHOCK GRENADE receive Damage Vulnerability for the shock duration of 1.1 seconds. § Damage Vulnerability: 3% / 5% / 7% / 9% o Slammed: CHARGE SLAM deals bonus damage to enemies within half of its 8-meter radius. Cooldown Time: 10 seconds; Total Damage to Troopers: 200 / 220 / 230 / 240 / 250; Heroes: 150 / 170 / 180 / 190 / 200 (BF1) § Bonus Damage: 20 / 30 / 40 / 50 o Furious Resilience: Blaster damage reduction is received while FURIOUS BOWCASTER is active. Ability Duration: 25 seconds. Health Points: 700 / 735 / 770 / 805 / 840; And “Bonus Health”: 850 / 893 / 935 / 978 / 1020; And “Impervious Only: 938 / 985 / 1032 / 1079 / 1126;“Bonus Health” And “Impervious”: 1139 / 1196 / 1253 / 1310 / 1367 § Blaster Damage Reduction: 5% / 10% / 15% / 20% · Han Solo o Broad Shoulders: Damage reduction is received while sprinting with SHOULDER CHARGE. Cooldown Time: 10 seconds; Health Points: 650 / 813 / 845 / 878 / 910 § Damage Reduction: 25% / 30% / 35% / 40% o Sharpshooter's Calm: Decreases SHARPSHOOTER’s time reduction per blaster shot. Cooldown Time: 15 seconds; Duration in Seconds: 3 / 3.3 / 3.45 / 3.6 / 3.75 § Decreased Time Reduction: 10% / 15% / 20% / 25% o Keep Your Head Cool: Every headshot defeat removes all blaster heat. Blaster Overheat: 8 shots. § No Blaster Heat Time in Seconds: 1.0 / 1.5 / 2.0 / 2.5 o Big Bang: After 5 seconds of being attached, DETONITE CHARGE’s 10-meter outer blast radius is extended. Unknown if the 5-meter inner blast radius remains the same or extends as well. Inner Blast radius Damage: 200; Outer Blast Radius Damage: 60; Inner Blast Radius in Meters: 5.5 / 5.75 / 6 / 6.25; Total Blast Radius in Meters: 11 / 11.5 / 12 / 12.5 (BF1; S1) § Extended Blast Radius: 10% / 15% / 20% / 25% o All In: A defeat with SHOULDER CHARGE reduces the cooldown times of all abilities. The effect is permanent until the ability is used again or when defeated. At EPIC rarity, SHOULDER CHARGE’s cooldown time reduces by 75%, while DETONITE CHARGE and SHARPSHOOTER reduces by the values stated below. Without Card by order of mention: 10 seconds; 18 seconds; 15 seconds. EPIC Rarity: 5 seconds; 9 seconds; 7.5 seconds; And “Smuggler’s Wits”: 6 seconds; 10 seconds; 8.5 seconds. (BF1; R1) § Reduced Cooldown Time: 20% / 30% / 40% / 50% o Air Burst: DETONITE CHARGE’s damage increases if it is detonated in the air before attaching itself to a surface. Damage: 200 / 220 / 226 / 232 / 240 § Increased Damage: 10% / 13% / 16% / 20% o Smuggler's Wits: An extra dodge is ready for use. Seconds are added to the cooldown times to DETONITE CHARGE, SHARPSHOOTER, and SHOULDER CHARGE as a result. Without Card by order of mention: 10 seconds; 18 seconds; 15 seconds. EPIC Rarity: 12 seconds; 20 seconds; 17 seconds. § Added Seconds: 3.5 / 3.0 / 2.5 / 2.0 o Heavily Modified Blaster: Reduces the main weapon’s blaster heat. Blaster Shots Before Overheat: 8 / 9 / 9 / 10 / 11 § Blaster Heat Reduction: 10% / 14% / 18% / 25% · Iden Versio o Pulse Cannon Mastery: PULSE CANNON reveals enemies that are hit by it. § Reveal Time in Seconds: 1 / 2 / 3 / 4 o Sturdy Shield: Increases DROID SHIELD’s health. Health: 750 / 825 / 848 / 870 / 900 § Increased Health: 10% / 13% / 16% / 20% o Alternative Methods: Decreases the cooldown time of the main weapon’s alternative fire. Cooldown Time: 2.3 / 1.8 / 1.7 / 1.6 / 1.5 § Reduced Cooldown Time: 10% / 15% / 20% / 25% o Shock Reach: Extends STUN DROID’s 25-meter area of effect for searching for viable targets. (BF1; R1) § Extended Area of Effect: 15% / 20% / 25% / 30% o Shield Sustain: Adds seconds to DROID SHIELD’S duration. Duration: 12 / 16 / 17 / 18 / 22 § Added Seconds: 4 / 5 / 6 / 10 o Acquiring Targets: Extends STUN DROID’s area of effect that shocks enemies. (BF1; R1) § Extended Area of Effect: 25% / 30% / 35% / 40% o Shocking Weakness: STUN DROID reveals enemies within 25 meters. § Reveal Time in Seconds: 4 / 6 / 8 / 10 o Droid Batteries: Reduces the cooldown times of STUN DROID and DROID SHIELD. STUN DROID Cooldown Time in Seconds: 20 / 18 / 17 / 16 / 15; DROID SHIELD Cooldown Time in Seconds: 12.0 / 9.0 / 8.5 / 8.0 / 7.5 § Reduced Cooldown Time: 10% / 15% / 20% / 25% o Cooled Blaster: Reduces the main weapon’s blaster heat. Blaster Shots Before Overheat: 48 / 52 / 53 / 55 / 57 § Blaster Heat Reduction: 8% / 10% / 12% / 15% · Lando Calrissian o Disabler Lifetime: Adds seconds to the 25-second duration of DISABLER. Area of Effect: 20 meters; Duration in Seconds: 33 / 35 / 37 / 40 § Added Seconds: 8 / 10 / 12 / 15 o Hot and Cold: Increases maximum base health. Maximum Base Health: 700 / 725 / 750 / 800 § Health Added: 50 / 75 / 100 / 150 o Welcome To Cloud City: This card does nothing. (BF1; R1) o Maximized Efficiency: If three enemies or more are targeted, SHARP SHOT’s cooldown time is reduced. Cooldown Time in Seconds: 12 / 9 / 8.4 / 7.8 / 7.2 § Reduced Cooldown Time: 25% / 30% / 35% / 40% o Buckle Up, Baby: Every enemy trooper defeated or 100 damage points dealt to enemy heroes permanently reduces the main weapon’s blaster heat by 2%. The effect resets after being defeated. Maximum Blaster Shots Possible: 15 / 17 / 18 / 19 / 20 § Maximum Blaster Heat Reduction: 10% / 18% / 26% / 34% o Lingering Smoke: Adds seconds to the 10-second duration of SMOKE GRENADE. Duration in Seconds: 12 / 13 / 14 / 16 § Added Seconds: 2 / 3 / 4 / 6 o Disabler Growth: After 5 seconds of being attached, DISABLER’s 20-meter area of effect is extended. At EPIC rarity, it extends by 25%. Area of Effect in Meters: 23 / 24 / 25 / 26 (S1; YB1) § Extended Area of Effect: ? / ? / ? / 25% OR 15% / 20% / 25% / 30% o Quick Shock: After 5 seconds of being attached, DISABLER’s shock duration of 1.1 seconds is extended. At EPIC rarity, it extends by 20%. Shock Duration in Seconds: 1.265 / 1.32 / 1.375 / 1.43 (S1; YB1) § Extended Shock Duration: ? / ? / ? / 20% OR 15% / 20% / 25% / 30% o Wide Eyed: Extends SHARP SHOT’s 40-meter targeting reach distance. At EPIC rarity, it extends by 40%. Reach Distance in Meters: 50 / 52 / 54 / 56 (S1) § Extended Reach Distance: 25% / 30% / 35% / 40% · Leia Organa o Optimized Shield Deployment: Decreases SQUAD SHIELD’s 20-second cooldown time. At EPIC rarity, it reduces 25%. Ability Duration: 30 seconds. EPIC Rarity: 15 seconds. (S1) § Reduced Cooldown Time: ? / ? / ? / 25% o High Spirit: More health can be regenerated. Health Regeneration: 200 / 225 / 250 / 275 / 300 § Added Health to Regeneration: 25 / 50 / 75 / 100 o Fearless: This card does nothing. (BF1; R1) o Rebel Heart: Damage reduction is received when RAPID FIRE is active. Duration: 8 to 25 seconds; Health Points: 650 / 715 / 748 / 780 / 812.5; And “Stay Together”: 660 / 726 / 759 / 792 / 825 § Damage Reduction: 10% / 15% / 20% / 25% o Stay Together: If two allies or more are within 15 meters, damage reduction is received. Allies also receive this damage reduction. Health Points: 600 / 625 / 636 / 648 / 660 § Damage Reduction: 4% / 6% / 8% / 10% o Handy Device: Removes seconds from THERMAL DETONATORS’ cooldown time. Cooldown Time in Seconds: 13.00 / 12.50 / 12.00 / 11.75 / 11.50 § Removed Seconds: 0.50 / 1.00 / 1.25 / 1.50 o Laser Brain: The main weapon’s alternate fire deals extra damage. Alternate Fire Charge-Up Time: 1.5 seconds; Total Damage: 145 / 165 / 170 / 175 / 180 § Extra Damage: 20 / 25 / 30 / 35 o Relentless Firing: Decreases RAPID FIRE’s time reduction per blaster shot. Cooldown Time: 15 seconds; Duration in Seconds: 8.0 / 10.0 / 10.8 / 11.6 / 12.4 § Decreased Time Reduction: 25% / 35% / 45% / 55% o Shield Durability: Increases SQUAD SHIELD’s health. Health: 3000 / 3300 / 3450 / 3600 / 3750 § Increased Health: 10% / 15% / 20% / 25% · Finn o In Charge: For every enemy trooper defeated or 100 damage points dealt to enemy heroes while UNDERCOVER TEAM is active, 2% damage reduction is permanently received whether UNDERCOVER TEAM is active or not. Any ally within 15 meters also receives this damage reduction. The effect resets after being defeated. Health Points: 600 / 696 / 744 / 780 / 816; With BIG DEAL: 930 / 1079 / 1153 / 1209 / 1265 § Damage Reduction: 16% / 24% / 30% / 36% o Beacon Of Hope: Extends BIG DEAL’s 15-meter radius if two allies are affected. Radius in Meters: 17.25 / 18 / 19.5 / 21 (S1) § Extended Radius: 15% / 20% / 30% / 40% o No More Running: DEADEYE deals extra damage. Minimum Damage: 20 / 25 / 28 / 30 / 22; Maximum Damage: 30 / 35 / 38 / 40 / 42 (R1) § Extra Damage: 5 / 8 / 10 / 12 o Come Get It: Headshots extend BIG DEAL’s duration. Normal Duration: 10 seconds. § Extended Duration: 5% / 9% / 12% / 15% o I Can Do This: Enemies stay revealed for additional seconds after UNDERCOVER TEAM’s duration ends. Area of Effect: 15 meters; Ability Duration: 5 to 25 seconds; Ability Cooldown Time: 15 seconds; Minimum Reveal Time Possible: 8.0 / 9.0 / 9.5 / 10.0; Maximum Reveal Time Possible: 28.0 / 29.0 / 29.5 / 30.0 (S1) § Additional Seconds: 3.0 / 4.0 / 4.5 / 5.0 o Stay Calm: For every enemy defeated and while active, DEADEYE’s duration is extended. Cooldown Time: 15 seconds; Normal Duration: 5 to 25 seconds (S1) § Extended Duration: 15% / 20% / 30% / 40% o One Resistance: If used on three or more allies, BIG DEAL’s cooldown time is reduced. § Reduced Cooldown Time: 15% / 20% / 30% / 40% o Never Going Back: For every enemy defeated and while active, UNDERCOVER TEAM’s duration is extended. Normal Duration: 5 to 25 seconds (R1) § Extended Duration: 15% / 20% / 30% / 40% o Raised To Do One Thing: This card does nothing. (YT6, Timestamp: 6:37-8:48) · Captain Phasma o The More the Better: FIRST ORDER SENTRY DROID’s motor capacity is improved, decreasing the time it takes to make a 6-second full rotation. At EPIC rarity, motors are used at 150% capacity, making the full rotation now 4.5 seconds, a 25% decrease in time. Full Rotation in Seconds: 5.4 / 5.1 / 4.8 / 4.5 (S1, Comment: ajschefflerbackup) § Increased Motor Capacity: 20% / 30% / 40% / 50% o Blaster Inspection: Every enemy defeated permanently reduces the main weapon’s blaster heat by 3%. Any ally within 15 meters also receives this blaster heat reduction. The effect resets after being defeated. Maximum Blaster Shots Possible: 58 / 68 / 72 / 75 / 79; And “Easy Shots”: 77 / 91 / 95 / 100 / 105 § Maximum Blaster Heat Reduction: 18% / 24% / 30% / 36% o Easy Shots: Reduces the main weapon’s blaster heat. Blaster Shots Before Overheat: 48 / 62 / 67 / 72 / 77 (S1) § Blaster Heat Reduction: 30% / 40% / 50% / 60% o Finish Them Off: This card does nothing. (S1; YB1) o Safety First: SURVIVOR gives even more bonus health. Total Bonus Health: 200 / 220 / 240 / 250 / 260; Total Health: 700 / 900 / 920 / 940 / 950 / 960 § Extra Bonus Health: 20 / 40 / 50 / 60 o Laser Wall Durability: Card’s Actual Name: “All for Myself”. After defeating four enemies with STAFF STRIKES, the 20-second cooldown times of SURVIVOR and FIRST ORDER SENTRY DROID are permanently reduced. At EPIC rarity, they reduce by 30%. The effect resets after being defeated. New Cooldown Time: 14 seconds. (S1) § Reduced Cooldown Time: ? / ? / ? / 30% o Come Closer: After defeating three enemies or more while FIRST ORDER SENTRY DROID is active, the shock area of effect is extended. The effect is permanent until the sentry droid is disassembled or destroyed. Total Shock Duration: 0.8 seconds; Shock Area of Effect in Meters: 15.0 / 18.0 / 19.5 / 21.0 / 22.5 (S1) § Extended Shock Area of Effect: 20% / 30% / 40% / 50% o There's No Escape: After shocking an enemy, the next unique individual to get shocked by the FIRST ORDER SENTRY DROID will suffer an extended shock duration. The seconds added are permanent until the sentry droid is disassembled or destroyed. Total Shock Duration in Seconds: 0.8 / 1 / 1.05 / 1.1 / 1.15 (S1) § Seconds Added to Shock Duration: 0.20 / 0.25 / 0.30 / 0.35 o Not Hard Enough: Damage Reduction is received while SURVIVOR is active. Health Points: 900 / 1080 / 1170 / 1260 / 1350; And “Safety First”: 960 / 1152 / 1248 / 1344 / 1440 § Damage Reduction: 20% / 30% / 40% / 50% · BB-8 o Self Repairs: More health can be regenerated. Health Regeneration: 300 / 325 / 350 / 375 / 400 § Added Health to Regeneration: 25 / 50 / 75 / 100 o Shielded Roll: Damage reduction is received while ROLLING CHARGE is active. Cooldown Time: 10 seconds; Health Points: 650 / 845 / 910 / 975 / 1040 § Damage Reduction: 30% / 40% / 50% / 60% o Headfirst: ROLLING CHARGE deals extra damage. Cooldown Time: 10 seconds; Damage to Troopers: 200 / 220 / 225 / 235 / 240; Damage to Heroes: 150 / 170 / 175 / 180 / 190; With RESISTANCE BACKING to Troopers: 210 / 231 / 236 / 247 / 252; With RESISTANCE BACKING to Heroes: 158 / 179 / 184 / 189 / 200; And “Uncover” to Troopers: 235 / 259 / 264 / 276 / 282; And “Uncover” to Heroes: 176 / 200 / 206 / 212 / 223 § Extra Damage: 20 / 25 / 35 / 40 o Whirlwind: CABLE SPIN deals extra damage. Area of Effect is also extended. Ability Duration: 8 seconds; Damage per 0.3 Seconds: 45 / 47 / 49 / 51 / 53; Total Damage: 1170 / 1222 / 1274 / 1326 / 1378; With RESISTANCE BACKING per 0.3 Seconds: 47 / 49 / 51 / 54 / 56; With RESISTANCE BACKING Total: 1229 / 1283 / 1338 / 1392 / 1447; And “Uncover” per 0.3 Seconds: 53 / 55 / 58 / 60 / 62; And “Uncover” Total: 1375 / 1436 / 1497 / 1558 / 1619; Area of Effect in Meters: 5 / 5.5 / 6.0 / 6.5 / 7.0 § Extra Damage per 0.3 Seconds: 2 / 4 / 6 / 8 § Extended Area of Effect in Meters: 0.5 / 1.0 / 1.5 / 2.0 https://preview.redd.it/4he3tdhsly0d1.jpg?width=225&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=15df742a6722d8ab68dbf6db1dc239b3029a5e6f o Spared Batteries: For every three enemy troopers defeated or 300 damage points dealt to enemy heroes, 1 damage point is permanently added to basic attack damage. As a bonus, if an enemy hero is thrown off a ledge using ROLLING CHARGE and they die from the void within 3 seconds, the extra attack damage will be increased to the maximum value possible. The effect resets after being defeated. Basic Attack Damage: 29 / 31 / 33 / 35 / 36; With RESISTANCE BACKING: 30 / 33 / 35 / 37 / 38; And “Uncover”: 34 / 36 / 39 / 41 / 42 (S1) § Maximum Extra Damage: 2 / 4 / 6 / 7 o Spinner: Hitting the number of enemies stated below with CABLE SPIN removes seconds from the following cooldown time. Cooldown Time in Seconds: 25 / 21 / 19 / 17 / 15 § Number of Enemies: 4 / 3 / 2 / 2 § Removed Seconds: 4 / 6 / 8 / 10 o Trusty Droid: If an enemy revealed by RESISTANCE BACKING is defeated, allies nearby will regenerate health. [Unknown if it is health regeneration per second or health gained as bonus health] § Area of Effect in Meters: 1 / 2 / 3 / 4 § Extra Health: 5 / 7 / 10 / 12 o Uncover: Even more damage weakness is received to enemies revealed by RESISTANCE BACKING. Area of Effect: 20 meters; Duration: 12 seconds; Cooldown Time: 18 seconds; Damage Weakness: 5% / 10% / 12.5% / 15% / 17.5%; Basic Attack Damage per 0.3 Seconds: 29 / § Additional Damage Weakness: 5% / 7.5% / 10% / 12.5% o Roll Together: Adds additional percentage reduction to the already 6% reduced cooldown time of allies' abilities through SWIFT REACTION. Total Reduced Cooldown Time: 11% / 15% / 18% / 21% (R1; S1) § Additional Reduced Cooldown Time: 5% / 9% / 12% / 15% · BB-9E o Full Reconstruction: More health can be regenerated. Health Regeneration: 250 / 275 / 300 / 325 / 350 § Added Health to Regeneration: 25 / 50 / 75 / 100 o Hearty Exhaust: SMOKE SCREEN’s area of effect is extended. Duration: 12 seconds; Cooldown Time: 18 seconds; Area of Effect: 30 / 31 / 31.3 / 31.6 / 32 § Extended Area of Effect in Meters: 1.0 / 1.3 / 1.6 / 2.0 o I See You: Enemies stay revealed for additional seconds after SMOKE SCREEN’s 12-second duration ends. Area of Effect: 30 meters; Cooldown Time: 18 seconds; Reveal Time: 14.5 / 15.0 / 15.5 / 16.0 (S1) § Additional Seconds: 2.5 / 3.0 / 3.5 / 4.0 o Spin Me Round: SHOCK SPIN pushes enemies 4 meters away. Seconds are added to its cooldown time as a result. Initial Damage: 90 damage; Normal Cooldown Time: 25 seconds; New Cooldown Time in Seconds: 25 / 31 / 30 / 29 / 28 § Added Seconds: 6 / 5 / 4 / 3 o Linked Systems: For every four shocks with shock prod, 1 damage point is permanently added to basic attack damage. The effect resets after being defeated. Basic Attack Damage per 0.3 Seconds: 24 / 26 / 28 / 30 / 32 (S1) § Maximum Extra Damage: 2 / 4 / 6 / 8 o Faster, Faster!: If SHOCK SPIN hits the number of enemies stated below, its damage will be doubled. Duration: 8 seconds; Cooldown Time: 25 seconds; Normal Damage per 0.8 Seconds: 30; Total Damage: 270; Double: 540. § Number of Enemies: 5 / 4 / 3 / 2 o Supercharged: CHARGE UP’s Area of Effect is extended. Duration: 5 Seconds; Cooldown Time: 15 seconds; Area of Effect in Meters: 20 / 24 / 25 / 26 / 27 § Extended Area of Effect in Meters: 4 / 5 / 6 / 7 o Swift Power: Removes seconds from CHARGE UP’s cooldown time. Duration: 5 Seconds; Cooldown Time in Seconds: 15 / 13 / 12 / 11 / 10 § Removed Seconds: 2 / 3 / 4 / 5 o Potent Bacta: BACTA SUPPORT’s Area of Effect is extended. Seconds are added to its cooldown time as a result. Area of Effect in Meters: 7 / 8 / 8.5 / 9 / 9.5; Seconds Health Is Gained: 0.8 / 3.8 / 3.8 / 2.8 / 2.8 § Extended Area of Effect in Meters: 1.0 / 1.5 / 2.0 / 2.5 § Added Seconds: 3 / 3 / 2 / 2 CATEGORIZED BY COLOR https://preview.redd.it/1pk441gyky0d1.png?width=809&format=png&auto=webp&s=1459b21033cf7a8b3fd549122f11c70f2e1e80ad NOTES · The EPIC rarity is only stated in the card description if it is a different value than shown in-game. · All Star Card descriptions were rewritten to be unilateral and have similar explanations. The names of heroes and second-person pronouns were avoided. · Clearer antonyms are used: increased/decreased; extended/reduced. o Increase/decrease suggests a progression in size, amount, or numbers (like adding/subtracting health, damage, stamina drain, and sprint speed). o Extend/reduce suggests a change made to a value or number (like percentages for time, distance, and blaster heat). · Damage Reduction is received; health points are regained. · To avoid confusion, the term increased cooldown speed and increased recharge time (which uses percentage increased) is avoided. To keep all related effects as close in description as possible: extended/reduced cooldown time (still percentage) is the simplest way to describe the effect without changing the in-game number values. · Extra damage is damage added to ability; bonus damage is situational. · Some values were rounded to whole numbers to reflect in-game values. Such are health points, damage points, and blaster overheat. As a result, though noticeably small, the actual values in-game may be a little off when it comes to stacked values (like stacking damage reduction) and are yet to be tested. · Some stats between the BF2 wiki and SammyBoiii’s Hero Guides differ in stats; however, they agree for the most part and usually differ by units less than a second. · Feel free to pick any hero and test out the stats yourself. The more accurate stats we have, the better we can use them. · Question Marks are unknown values. If you happen to know them or calculate the value, feel free to share them. Video proof seems to always work best. · I personally feel that being open to the intricacies of every star card and ability is the best way to go and should not be considered an exploit. Everyone should know what’s happening when the enemy team starts using these game-changers (and there are many people who do), and best enabling them to learn how to counter it. In the end, understanding these little details leads to a more competitive and playable battlefront. · Although not too often, some of the supposed up-to-date references below contradict each other; I had to make a final choice without having the time to test them. · Getting all these stats was a hard-earned headache in the end. Feel free to correct any discrepancies you may find! REFERENCES BF1 BF2 Community on Fandom [Most stats taken from here] https://battlefront.fandom.com/wiki/Heroes_and_Villains R1 These are ALL the Broken Hero Star Cards (u/RogueZeroRendar on Reddit) https://www.reddit.com/StarWarsBattlefront/comments/gcyh0these_are_all_the_broken_hero_star_cards/ R2 Hero Star Cards that are broken in a “beneficial way”? (u/T-RevLynn on Reddit) https://www.reddit.com/StarWarsBattlefront/comments/ub797m/hero_star_cards_that_are_broken_in_a_beneficial/ R3 Hero Star Card Guide (u/ MAshby1001 on Reddit) https://www.reddit.com/StarWarsBattlefront/comments/pmf1b5/hero_star_card_guide/ R4 Damage stats for every trooper, hero and reinforcement in BF2 (u/ImpecableBunny on Reddit) [To Confirm Stats] https://www.reddit.com/StarWarsBattlefront/comments/15bvq7z/damage_stats_for_every_trooper_hero_and/#lightbox R5 Grievous strikes again (u/Accomplished_Ebb1545 on Reddit) [“Jedi Killer” Secondary Effect] https://www.reddit.com/StarWarsBattlefront/comments/1610bg5/grievous_strikes_again/ S1 All Broken Hero Starcards in BF2 (By shuds and Shineberg on Steam) https://steamcommunity.com/sharedfiles/filedetails/?id=3024044483 YB1 SWBF2 Guide to Hero/Villain Stats (By jmorga3) [To Confirm Stats; Found this list after finishing my list, consider it a simplified version] https://www.yekbot.com/swbf2-guide-to-hero-villain-stats/ YT1 Star Cards Breakdown (@KillerDebit on YouTube) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KtoW9-Eb-QU&list=PLwVdQ5vamLGbW4srkAHahjSYp7qayFb88 YT2 Every hidden/actual star card effect on battlefront 2 (@Picos on YouTube) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EZb-iNSpFrM YT3 Battlefront 2 has 17 Star Cards that DON’T WORK (or are useless)… DO NOT USE THESE! (@Battlefront Knight on YouTube) [OUTDATED, BUT USEFUL COMMENT SECTION] https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CQNIOHv-yxA YT4 SammyBoiii: Star Wars Hero Guides [Stats also taken from here] https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q9yGv_5YaeI&list=PLMe4n3PD17TRrp_7adLtTblLCDmZeygZm YT5 Every Broken Hero Card In Battlefront 2 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V0H70XpXI24 YT6 Star Wars Battlefront 2 Testing 5 USELESS Star Cards And Proving That They Don't Work! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kBF4kRo6Y88 |
2024.05.17 11:53 Mysterious_Cat_1706 Gribble - Chapter 21
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Chapter 21: Reborn
Gribble sitting alongside his grandfather, Gorp, at a serene lake nestled in the heart of a lush forest. The gentle lapping of the water against the shore and the melodic chirping of birds create a peaceful atmosphere. Gribble's small, green hands grip a fishing rod, his eyes fixed on the unmoving line, frustration etched across his youthful face as time passes without a single catch. The sun's warm rays dance upon the lake's surface, casting a golden glow on the tranquil scene, yet Gribble remains oblivious to the beauty surrounding him, consumed by his growing impatience.
Gorp, a wise and patient goblin with a wrinkled face and kind, knowing eyes, notices his grandson's mounting frustration and offers a reassuring smile. With a gentle touch, Gorp places his weathered hand on Gribble's shoulder, his presence alone seeming to calm the young goblin's restless spirit. In a voice filled with wisdom and understanding, Gorp imparts a profound piece of advice that will forever shape Gribble's perspective: "Patience, my dear Gribble, is the bridge to success; when coupled with an unwavering belief in oneself, it becomes an unstoppable force, capable of overcoming even the most daunting of challenges."
As these words resonate deep within Gribble's mind, the peaceful scene begins to fade, the colors blurring and the sounds growing distant. The harsh reality of the present situation comes crashing back, and Gribble finds himself torn from the comforting memory, thrust once more into the dangerous reality of the cave and the looming threat of the Thundercat
Gribble lies on the cold, hard ground of the cave, his small body battered and bruised from the Thundercat's relentless assault. The air is thick with the scent of blood and the tang of fear, as Gribble struggles to catch his breath, each inhalation sending shockwaves of pain through his weakened frame. The Thundercat looms over him, its massive form casting a sinister shadow across the cavern floor, its electric blue fur crackling with barely contained energy. The creature's eyes gleam with a predatory hunger, its gaze fixed upon the helpless goblin, as if savoring the moment before delivering the final, fatal blow.
Gribble's heart races, his pulse pounding in his ears like a frantic drum, as he stares into the face of death itself. The Thundercat's hot breath washes over him, carrying with it the stench of primal ferocity and unbridled power. Gribble's own breath comes in short, desperate gasps, his lungs burning with the effort of drawing in the damp, musty air of the cave. The cold tendrils of fear wrap around his soul, threatening to suffocate him with their icy grip, as he confronts the terrifying realization that his life hangs in the balance, dependent upon the whims of the savage creature that towers above him.
In this moment of absolute horror, Gribble's mind races, desperately searching for a way out, for some glimmer of hope amidst the overwhelming darkness. He knows that he must act quickly, that hesitation will surely spell his doom, but his body feels leaden, weighed down by the burden of his injuries and the paralyzing fear that grips his heart.
In a last-ditch effort to save himself from the Thundercat's impending attack, Gribble musters the remnants of his strength, drawing upon the very last reserves of his power. He calls out to the earth, seeking to summon the dormant life that lies beneath the cave floor, hoping against hope that his earth vine powers will answer his desperate plea. Gribble's mind races as he focuses all of his energy on this single, crucial task, his brow furrowed in concentration, his eyes squeezed shut as he wills the vines to burst forth from the unyielding ground.
The thick green vine is sluggish in its movements, its progress hindered by the unnatural environment of the cave, but still, it inches forward, guided by Gribble's unwavering determination.
Gribble's heart leaps with a sudden surge of hope as he watches the vine snake its way towards the Thundercat, a small, defiant spark igniting within his chest. He knows that this is his only chance, that the success of his plan hinges upon the strength and speed of the vine, and he pours every last ounce of his will into the endeavor. The vine quivers and strains, as if struggling against an invisible barrier, but Gribble refuses to yield, his mind locked in a silent battle of wills with the very earth itself.
As Gribble watches the vine's sluggish progress, a sudden flash of inspiration illuminates his mind, and a daring plan takes shape. With renewed focus and determination, he directs the vine's growth, shaping and molding it with his earth magic, willing it to take on a new, more deadly form. Slowly, the tender green tendril begins to elongate and narrow, its tip sharpening into a wicked point, until it resembles a crude but effective spear, poised to strike at the heart of the Thundercat.
Gribble's eyes narrow as he concentrates on the newly-formed vine spear, his body trembling with the effort of maintaining his mental grip on the volatile plant matter. The spear quivers in the air, its tip aimed squarely at the Thundercat's broad, muscular chest, as if seeking out the creature's vital organs with a hunter's precision. Gribble's breathing grows shallow and rapid, his heart pounding against his ribcage as he prepares to unleash the improvised weapon, knowing that this single strike may well determine the outcome of the battle, and perhaps, the very course of his life.
With a final, desperate surge of energy, Gribble thrusts his hand forward, his fingers splayed wide as he channels every last ounce of his power into the vine spear. Time seems to slow to a crawl as Gribble watches the spear's progress, his heart in his throat, his eyes wide with a mixture of hope and fear, as he silently prays for the success of his gambit
The vine spear’s sharpened tip finding its mark with a sickening thud as it pierces the Thundercat's muscular chest. The creature lets out a deafening roar of pain and surprise, its voice reverberating through the cave like a clap of thunder, as it staggers backward, its electric blue fur standing on end. The Thundercat's eyes widen in shock and disbelief, its gaze fixed upon the slender green tendril that protrudes from its body, as if struggling to comprehend the reality of its own vulnerability.
Gribble watches in stunned amazement as the mighty Thundercat, the very embodiment of primal power and ferocity, begins to falter, its movements growing sluggish and uncoordinated. The creature's massive frame shudders and convulses, its muscles rippling beneath its fur as it fights to remove the vine. The Thundercat's breaths come in short, ragged gasps, its eyes growing dim and unfocused as the life slowly drains from its body, until at last, it collapses to the ground, a final, shuddering sigh escaping its lips.
The cave falls silent, the only sound the steady patter of the rain outside and Gribble's own labored breathing, as he struggles to come to terms with the magnitude of his victory. He stares at the Thundercat's lifeless form, scarcely daring to believe that he, a small, unassuming goblin, could have felled such a formidable beast. A mixture of relief and exhaustion washes over Gribble, his limbs trembling with the aftershocks of the intense battle, as he slowly begins to process the implications of his triumph.
Gribble crawls towards the fallen Thundercat, his movements slow and painful, each breath sending a fresh wave of agony through his battered body. As he nears the creature's lifeless form, an inexplicable urge takes hold of him, a primal desire that he can neither explain nor resist. Before he can question the impulse, Gribble finds himself drawn to the Thundercat's still-warm chest, his hands moving of their own accord as they seek out the beast's most vital organ.
With trembling fingers, Gribble carefully parts the Thundercat's thick fur, revealing the smooth, blue skin beneath. He hesitates for a moment, his mind reeling at the thought of what he is about to do, but the compulsion proves too strong to ignore. With a deep breath and a quick, decisive movement, Gribble plunges his hand into the Thundercat's chest, his fingers closing around the creature's still-beating heart. The organ pulses in his grasp, its rhythm slowing as he carefully extracts it from the Thundercat's body, a faint crackle of residual electricity dancing across its surface.
Gribble brings the heart to his lips, his eyes wide with a mixture of fear and anticipation, as he contemplates the enormity of the act he is about to commit. The coppery scent of blood fills his nostrils, mingling with the damp, earthy smell of the cave, as he parts his lips and takes a tentative bite of the Thundercat's essence. The taste is overwhelming, a flood of rich, primal flavors that dance upon his tongue, setting his senses alight with a rush of power and vitality unlike anything he has ever experienced. The world narrows to a single, focus point, as if the universe itself is holding its breath, waiting to see what awestriking abilities Gribble will gain from this bold act of consumption.
As Gribble swallows the last morsel of the Thundercat's heart, an electrifying surge of power courses through his veins, setting every nerve ending alight with a tingling, almost painful sensation. The goblin's small frame begins to tremble and convulse, his muscles twitching and spasming as the creature's essence merges with his own life force. Gribble gasps as he feels his body start to change, subtle shifts taking place throughout his musculature and skeleton that quickly escalate into all-consuming physical transformations as the potent powers from the heart take hold.
Gribble's once small, wiry muscles begin to bulge and swell, expanding with newfound strength and vitality, as if the Thundercat's raw power is being transmuted directly into his own cells and sinews. His scrawny limbs thicken and lengthen, the sudden growth of his body accompanied by shooting pains and cramps, as he undergoes an accelerated metamorphosis. The goblin's stature increases rapidly, his height multiplying at an astonishing rate, until he towers over his former self, a new, imposing figure of raw power and potential.
But the changes do not stop with his musculature alone. Gribble's senses sharpen to a degree he would never have thought possible, his eyes able to penetrate the thick darkness of the cave without hindrance, every detail of his surroundings now clear and sharp as if bathed in the bright light of day. The goblin's ears twitch and thrum with a newfound sensitivity, able to pick up the tiniest sounds and vibrations from the depths of the cave. Most astonishing of all, sparks of brilliant blue electricity emerge through the hairs on Gribble's arms, dancing and pulsing with a life force that both fascinates and terrifies him. He has been reborn, a product of the powers that now surge within, his body and mind irrevocably altered by the essence of the Thundercat.
As the initial shock of the transformation begins to subside, Gribble becomes aware of a soothing warmth spreading throughout his body, a sensation that stands in stark contrast to the pain and exhaustion that had plagued him mere moments before. The goblin looks down at his battered and bruised form, his eyes widening in astonishment as he watches the myriad wounds and gashes that mar his skin begin to knit together before his very eyes, the flesh mending itself at an impossible rate.
Deep lacerations seal shut, leaving behind only faint, silvery scars that quickly fade into nothingness, as if erased by an unseen hand. Ugly purple bruises that had blossomed across Gribble's body, testaments to the savage beating he had endured at the claws and fangs of the Thundercat, now rapidly diminish in size and color, until they vanish entirely, leaving his skin unmarked and pristine. Even the bone-deep aches and pains that had settled into Gribble's joints and muscles dissipate, replaced by a newfound sense of strength and vitality that courses through his veins like liquid fire.
As the healing process nears its completion, Gribble slowly rises to his feet, marveling at the ease with which he can now move, his body no longer weighed down by the burdens of injury and fatigue. He flexes his fingers experimentally, feeling the raw power that thrums just beneath the surface of his skin, a barely contained energy that whispers tantalizing of limitless potential. A sense of invincibility washes over the goblin, the knowledge that he has not only survived the brutal encounter with the Thundercat but emerged stronger and more powerful than ever before. Gribble's gaze hardens with a newfound sense of purpose, steadied by the certainty that he can now overcome any obstacle that dares to stand in his path.
Even as Gribble revels in the rush of power and the exhilaration of his miraculous recovery, a faint shadow begins to creep across the edges of his consciousness, an unsettling presence that lurks just beyond the reach of his newfound senses. It is a darkness that seems to emanate from deep within his own being, a nebulous entity that tugs at the corner of his thoughts, whispering of hidden costs and unspoken dangers.
The goblin tries to shake off the growing sense of unease, pushing the troubling thoughts aside as he focuses instead on the incredible changes that have taken place within his body, marveling at the raw strength and vitality that now course through his veins. Yet, even as he seeks to bask in the glow of his transformation, the darkness persists, hovering at the edge of his awareness like a silent, watchful specter.
As Gribble moves through the cave, his steps imbued with newfound purpose and power, he cannot escape the nagging feeling that something fundamental has shifted within him, a subtle alteration that goes beyond the physical changes he has undergone. It is as if the essence of the Thundercat, now intertwined with his own lifeforce, has brought with it a touch of something primal and untamed, a wildness that threatens to consume him from within. The goblin's heart begins to race, a sense of trepidation rising in his chest as he ponders the implications of this strange, unsettling presence, wondering what price he may ultimately pay for the powers he has so eagerly embraced.
Driven by an instinctive need to escape the confines of the cave and the lingering presence of the fallen Thundercat, Gribble makes his way towards the entrance, his steps steady and purposeful, imbued with a newfound sense of strength and determination. As he nears the mouth of the cave, the sound of the pouring rain grows louder, the steady patter of droplets against stone echoing through the cavernous space like a ghostly drumbeat.
Gribble steps out into the downpour, his body immediately assaulted by the cold, stinging droplets that fall from the sky in an unrelenting torrent. The water sluices over his skin, running in rivulets through his hair and down his face, yet the goblin barely registers the sensation, his body thrumming with the power of the Thundercat, the electricity that courses through his veins keeping him warm and insulated against the chill of the rain.
He tilts his face upwards, his eyes closed as he allows the water to wash over him, a silent, almost meditative gesture that speaks of a desperate need for cleansing and renewal. The rain beats down upon Gribble's body, as if seeking to purge him of the darkness that has taken root within his soul, to wash away the lingering traces of the Thundercat's essence that now mingle with his own. Yet, even as the water pours over him in an unending stream, the goblin knows that some stains are too deep to be cleansed by mere rain alone, that the changes that have been wrought within him are irrevocable and permanent.
As Gribble stands there in the pouring rain, he catches a glimpse of his reflection in a nearby puddle, the image distorted and rippling with each falling droplet. The face that stares back at him is at once familiar and utterly alien, a strange amalgamation of the goblin he once was and the creature he has become. Gone is the scrawny, unassuming figure that had entered the cave, replaced now by a being of raw power and untamed potential.
Gribble's once wiry frame is now corded with muscle, his body honed and sculpted by the Thundercat's essence, every sinew and fiber imbued with a strength that defies belief. His eyes, once a dull, unremarkable shade, now glint with a predatory intensity, the pupils narrowed to vertical slits that seem to pierce the very darkness itself. The goblin's skin, too, has undergone a transformation, the surface now alive with tiny bolts of blue electricity that dance and crackle with each movement, a testament to the power that flows through his veins.
As he stares at his altered reflection, Gribble is struck by the realization that he is no longer the same goblin he was before, that the experiences he has undergone and the powers he has absorbed have changed him in ways that go far beyond the physical. He senses a new hardness within himself, a steely resolve that was absent before, tempered by the trials he has faced and the darkness he has embraced. The goblin knows that he has crossed a threshold, stepped into a realm of power and potential that few of his kind have ever dared to tread, and that there can be no turning back from the path he has chosen.
As the initial rush of adrenaline and euphoria begins to fade, Gribble is struck by a profound and unsettling realization, a truth that settles over him like a leaden weight upon his soul. The powers he now possesses, the incredible abilities granted to him by the consumption of the Thundercat's heart, have come at a terrible cost, a price that he is only now beginning to comprehend.
Gribble senses that a part of himself has been lost, consumed by the very darkness that now resides within him, a fundamental piece of his being that has been forever altered by the merging of his essence with that of the Thundercat. It is as if a shadow has fallen over his spirit, a veil of darkness that threatens to engulf the very core of his identity, to erode the values and beliefs that once defined him.
The goblin's mind reels as he ponders the implications of this realization, the knowledge that he has willingly embraced a power that may ultimately consume him, body and soul. He wonders what challenges lie ahead, what trials he will face as he navigates this new and uncharted realm of existence, and whether the strength he has gained will be enough to see him through the darkness that surely awaits.
As Gribble stands there in the pouring rain, his body thrumming with power, his mind haunted by the specter of an uncertain future, he knows that he has set foot upon a path from which there can be no retreat. The goblin steels himself, his jaw set with grim determination, as he prepares to embark upon a journey that will test the very limits of his newfound abilities, and perhaps, the very essence of his being. With a final, lingering glance at the cave that has borne witness to his transformation, Gribble turns his face to the storm and steps forward into the unknown, ready to embrace the challenges and dangers that lie ahead.
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Chapter 21: Reborn
Gribble sitting alongside his grandfather, Gorp, at a serene lake nestled in the heart of a lush forest. The gentle lapping of the water against the shore and the melodic chirping of birds create a peaceful atmosphere. Gribble's small, green hands grip a fishing rod, his eyes fixed on the unmoving line, frustration etched across his youthful face as time passes without a single catch. The sun's warm rays dance upon the lake's surface, casting a golden glow on the tranquil scene, yet Gribble remains oblivious to the beauty surrounding him, consumed by his growing impatience.
Gorp, a wise and patient goblin with a wrinkled face and kind, knowing eyes, notices his grandson's mounting frustration and offers a reassuring smile. With a gentle touch, Gorp places his weathered hand on Gribble's shoulder, his presence alone seeming to calm the young goblin's restless spirit. In a voice filled with wisdom and understanding, Gorp imparts a profound piece of advice that will forever shape Gribble's perspective: "Patience, my dear Gribble, is the bridge to success; when coupled with an unwavering belief in oneself, it becomes an unstoppable force, capable of overcoming even the most daunting of challenges."
As these words resonate deep within Gribble's mind, the peaceful scene begins to fade, the colors blurring and the sounds growing distant. The harsh reality of the present situation comes crashing back, and Gribble finds himself torn from the comforting memory, thrust once more into the dangerous reality of the cave and the looming threat of the Thundercat
Gribble lies on the cold, hard ground of the cave, his small body battered and bruised from the Thundercat's relentless assault. The air is thick with the scent of blood and the tang of fear, as Gribble struggles to catch his breath, each inhalation sending shockwaves of pain through his weakened frame. The Thundercat looms over him, its massive form casting a sinister shadow across the cavern floor, its electric blue fur crackling with barely contained energy. The creature's eyes gleam with a predatory hunger, its gaze fixed upon the helpless goblin, as if savoring the moment before delivering the final, fatal blow.
Gribble's heart races, his pulse pounding in his ears like a frantic drum, as he stares into the face of death itself. The Thundercat's hot breath washes over him, carrying with it the stench of primal ferocity and unbridled power. Gribble's own breath comes in short, desperate gasps, his lungs burning with the effort of drawing in the damp, musty air of the cave. The cold tendrils of fear wrap around his soul, threatening to suffocate him with their icy grip, as he confronts the terrifying realization that his life hangs in the balance, dependent upon the whims of the savage creature that towers above him.
In this moment of absolute horror, Gribble's mind races, desperately searching for a way out, for some glimmer of hope amidst the overwhelming darkness. He knows that he must act quickly, that hesitation will surely spell his doom, but his body feels leaden, weighed down by the burden of his injuries and the paralyzing fear that grips his heart.
In a last-ditch effort to save himself from the Thundercat's impending attack, Gribble musters the remnants of his strength, drawing upon the very last reserves of his power. He calls out to the earth, seeking to summon the dormant life that lies beneath the cave floor, hoping against hope that his earth vine powers will answer his desperate plea. Gribble's mind races as he focuses all of his energy on this single, crucial task, his brow furrowed in concentration, his eyes squeezed shut as he wills the vines to burst forth from the unyielding ground.
The thick green vine is sluggish in its movements, its progress hindered by the unnatural environment of the cave, but still, it inches forward, guided by Gribble's unwavering determination.
Gribble's heart leaps with a sudden surge of hope as he watches the vine snake its way towards the Thundercat, a small, defiant spark igniting within his chest. He knows that this is his only chance, that the success of his plan hinges upon the strength and speed of the vine, and he pours every last ounce of his will into the endeavor. The vine quivers and strains, as if struggling against an invisible barrier, but Gribble refuses to yield, his mind locked in a silent battle of wills with the very earth itself.
As Gribble watches the vine's sluggish progress, a sudden flash of inspiration illuminates his mind, and a daring plan takes shape. With renewed focus and determination, he directs the vine's growth, shaping and molding it with his earth magic, willing it to take on a new, more deadly form. Slowly, the tender green tendril begins to elongate and narrow, its tip sharpening into a wicked point, until it resembles a crude but effective spear, poised to strike at the heart of the Thundercat.
Gribble's eyes narrow as he concentrates on the newly-formed vine spear, his body trembling with the effort of maintaining his mental grip on the volatile plant matter. The spear quivers in the air, its tip aimed squarely at the Thundercat's broad, muscular chest, as if seeking out the creature's vital organs with a hunter's precision. Gribble's breathing grows shallow and rapid, his heart pounding against his ribcage as he prepares to unleash the improvised weapon, knowing that this single strike may well determine the outcome of the battle, and perhaps, the very course of his life.
With a final, desperate surge of energy, Gribble thrusts his hand forward, his fingers splayed wide as he channels every last ounce of his power into the vine spear. Time seems to slow to a crawl as Gribble watches the spear's progress, his heart in his throat, his eyes wide with a mixture of hope and fear, as he silently prays for the success of his gambit
The vine spear’s sharpened tip finding its mark with a sickening thud as it pierces the Thundercat's muscular chest. The creature lets out a deafening roar of pain and surprise, its voice reverberating through the cave like a clap of thunder, as it staggers backward, its electric blue fur standing on end. The Thundercat's eyes widen in shock and disbelief, its gaze fixed upon the slender green tendril that protrudes from its body, as if struggling to comprehend the reality of its own vulnerability.
Gribble watches in stunned amazement as the mighty Thundercat, the very embodiment of primal power and ferocity, begins to falter, its movements growing sluggish and uncoordinated. The creature's massive frame shudders and convulses, its muscles rippling beneath its fur as it fights to remove the vine. The Thundercat's breaths come in short, ragged gasps, its eyes growing dim and unfocused as the life slowly drains from its body, until at last, it collapses to the ground, a final, shuddering sigh escaping its lips.
The cave falls silent, the only sound the steady patter of the rain outside and Gribble's own labored breathing, as he struggles to come to terms with the magnitude of his victory. He stares at the Thundercat's lifeless form, scarcely daring to believe that he, a small, unassuming goblin, could have felled such a formidable beast. A mixture of relief and exhaustion washes over Gribble, his limbs trembling with the aftershocks of the intense battle, as he slowly begins to process the implications of his triumph.
Gribble crawls towards the fallen Thundercat, his movements slow and painful, each breath sending a fresh wave of agony through his battered body. As he nears the creature's lifeless form, an inexplicable urge takes hold of him, a primal desire that he can neither explain nor resist. Before he can question the impulse, Gribble finds himself drawn to the Thundercat's still-warm chest, his hands moving of their own accord as they seek out the beast's most vital organ.
With trembling fingers, Gribble carefully parts the Thundercat's thick fur, revealing the smooth, blue skin beneath. He hesitates for a moment, his mind reeling at the thought of what he is about to do, but the compulsion proves too strong to ignore. With a deep breath and a quick, decisive movement, Gribble plunges his hand into the Thundercat's chest, his fingers closing around the creature's still-beating heart. The organ pulses in his grasp, its rhythm slowing as he carefully extracts it from the Thundercat's body, a faint crackle of residual electricity dancing across its surface.
Gribble brings the heart to his lips, his eyes wide with a mixture of fear and anticipation, as he contemplates the enormity of the act he is about to commit. The coppery scent of blood fills his nostrils, mingling with the damp, earthy smell of the cave, as he parts his lips and takes a tentative bite of the Thundercat's essence. The taste is overwhelming, a flood of rich, primal flavors that dance upon his tongue, setting his senses alight with a rush of power and vitality unlike anything he has ever experienced. The world narrows to a single, focus point, as if the universe itself is holding its breath, waiting to see what awestriking abilities Gribble will gain from this bold act of consumption.
As Gribble swallows the last morsel of the Thundercat's heart, an electrifying surge of power courses through his veins, setting every nerve ending alight with a tingling, almost painful sensation. The goblin's small frame begins to tremble and convulse, his muscles twitching and spasming as the creature's essence merges with his own life force. Gribble gasps as he feels his body start to change, subtle shifts taking place throughout his musculature and skeleton that quickly escalate into all-consuming physical transformations as the potent powers from the heart take hold.
Gribble's once small, wiry muscles begin to bulge and swell, expanding with newfound strength and vitality, as if the Thundercat's raw power is being transmuted directly into his own cells and sinews. His scrawny limbs thicken and lengthen, the sudden growth of his body accompanied by shooting pains and cramps, as he undergoes an accelerated metamorphosis. The goblin's stature increases rapidly, his height multiplying at an astonishing rate, until he towers over his former self, a new, imposing figure of raw power and potential.
But the changes do not stop with his musculature alone. Gribble's senses sharpen to a degree he would never have thought possible, his eyes able to penetrate the thick darkness of the cave without hindrance, every detail of his surroundings now clear and sharp as if bathed in the bright light of day. The goblin's ears twitch and thrum with a newfound sensitivity, able to pick up the tiniest sounds and vibrations from the depths of the cave. Most astonishing of all, sparks of brilliant blue electricity emerge through the hairs on Gribble's arms, dancing and pulsing with a life force that both fascinates and terrifies him. He has been reborn, a product of the powers that now surge within, his body and mind irrevocably altered by the essence of the Thundercat.
As the initial shock of the transformation begins to subside, Gribble becomes aware of a soothing warmth spreading throughout his body, a sensation that stands in stark contrast to the pain and exhaustion that had plagued him mere moments before. The goblin looks down at his battered and bruised form, his eyes widening in astonishment as he watches the myriad wounds and gashes that mar his skin begin to knit together before his very eyes, the flesh mending itself at an impossible rate.
Deep lacerations seal shut, leaving behind only faint, silvery scars that quickly fade into nothingness, as if erased by an unseen hand. Ugly purple bruises that had blossomed across Gribble's body, testaments to the savage beating he had endured at the claws and fangs of the Thundercat, now rapidly diminish in size and color, until they vanish entirely, leaving his skin unmarked and pristine. Even the bone-deep aches and pains that had settled into Gribble's joints and muscles dissipate, replaced by a newfound sense of strength and vitality that courses through his veins like liquid fire.
As the healing process nears its completion, Gribble slowly rises to his feet, marveling at the ease with which he can now move, his body no longer weighed down by the burdens of injury and fatigue. He flexes his fingers experimentally, feeling the raw power that thrums just beneath the surface of his skin, a barely contained energy that whispers tantalizing of limitless potential. A sense of invincibility washes over the goblin, the knowledge that he has not only survived the brutal encounter with the Thundercat but emerged stronger and more powerful than ever before. Gribble's gaze hardens with a newfound sense of purpose, steadied by the certainty that he can now overcome any obstacle that dares to stand in his path.
Even as Gribble revels in the rush of power and the exhilaration of his miraculous recovery, a faint shadow begins to creep across the edges of his consciousness, an unsettling presence that lurks just beyond the reach of his newfound senses. It is a darkness that seems to emanate from deep within his own being, a nebulous entity that tugs at the corner of his thoughts, whispering of hidden costs and unspoken dangers.
The goblin tries to shake off the growing sense of unease, pushing the troubling thoughts aside as he focuses instead on the incredible changes that have taken place within his body, marveling at the raw strength and vitality that now course through his veins. Yet, even as he seeks to bask in the glow of his transformation, the darkness persists, hovering at the edge of his awareness like a silent, watchful specter.
As Gribble moves through the cave, his steps imbued with newfound purpose and power, he cannot escape the nagging feeling that something fundamental has shifted within him, a subtle alteration that goes beyond the physical changes he has undergone. It is as if the essence of the Thundercat, now intertwined with his own lifeforce, has brought with it a touch of something primal and untamed, a wildness that threatens to consume him from within. The goblin's heart begins to race, a sense of trepidation rising in his chest as he ponders the implications of this strange, unsettling presence, wondering what price he may ultimately pay for the powers he has so eagerly embraced.
Driven by an instinctive need to escape the confines of the cave and the lingering presence of the fallen Thundercat, Gribble makes his way towards the entrance, his steps steady and purposeful, imbued with a newfound sense of strength and determination. As he nears the mouth of the cave, the sound of the pouring rain grows louder, the steady patter of droplets against stone echoing through the cavernous space like a ghostly drumbeat.
Gribble steps out into the downpour, his body immediately assaulted by the cold, stinging droplets that fall from the sky in an unrelenting torrent. The water sluices over his skin, running in rivulets through his hair and down his face, yet the goblin barely registers the sensation, his body thrumming with the power of the Thundercat, the electricity that courses through his veins keeping him warm and insulated against the chill of the rain.
He tilts his face upwards, his eyes closed as he allows the water to wash over him, a silent, almost meditative gesture that speaks of a desperate need for cleansing and renewal. The rain beats down upon Gribble's body, as if seeking to purge him of the darkness that has taken root within his soul, to wash away the lingering traces of the Thundercat's essence that now mingle with his own. Yet, even as the water pours over him in an unending stream, the goblin knows that some stains are too deep to be cleansed by mere rain alone, that the changes that have been wrought within him are irrevocable and permanent.
As Gribble stands there in the pouring rain, he catches a glimpse of his reflection in a nearby puddle, the image distorted and rippling with each falling droplet. The face that stares back at him is at once familiar and utterly alien, a strange amalgamation of the goblin he once was and the creature he has become. Gone is the scrawny, unassuming figure that had entered the cave, replaced now by a being of raw power and untamed potential.
Gribble's once wiry frame is now corded with muscle, his body honed and sculpted by the Thundercat's essence, every sinew and fiber imbued with a strength that defies belief. His eyes, once a dull, unremarkable shade, now glint with a predatory intensity, the pupils narrowed to vertical slits that seem to pierce the very darkness itself. The goblin's skin, too, has undergone a transformation, the surface now alive with tiny bolts of blue electricity that dance and crackle with each movement, a testament to the power that flows through his veins.
As he stares at his altered reflection, Gribble is struck by the realization that he is no longer the same goblin he was before, that the experiences he has undergone and the powers he has absorbed have changed him in ways that go far beyond the physical. He senses a new hardness within himself, a steely resolve that was absent before, tempered by the trials he has faced and the darkness he has embraced. The goblin knows that he has crossed a threshold, stepped into a realm of power and potential that few of his kind have ever dared to tread, and that there can be no turning back from the path he has chosen.
As the initial rush of adrenaline and euphoria begins to fade, Gribble is struck by a profound and unsettling realization, a truth that settles over him like a leaden weight upon his soul. The powers he now possesses, the incredible abilities granted to him by the consumption of the Thundercat's heart, have come at a terrible cost, a price that he is only now beginning to comprehend.
Gribble senses that a part of himself has been lost, consumed by the very darkness that now resides within him, a fundamental piece of his being that has been forever altered by the merging of his essence with that of the Thundercat. It is as if a shadow has fallen over his spirit, a veil of darkness that threatens to engulf the very core of his identity, to erode the values and beliefs that once defined him.
The goblin's mind reels as he ponders the implications of this realization, the knowledge that he has willingly embraced a power that may ultimately consume him, body and soul. He wonders what challenges lie ahead, what trials he will face as he navigates this new and uncharted realm of existence, and whether the strength he has gained will be enough to see him through the darkness that surely awaits.
As Gribble stands there in the pouring rain, his body thrumming with power, his mind haunted by the specter of an uncertain future, he knows that he has set foot upon a path from which there can be no retreat. The goblin steels himself, his jaw set with grim determination, as he prepares to embark upon a journey that will test the very limits of his newfound abilities, and perhaps, the very essence of his being. With a final, lingering glance at the cave that has borne witness to his transformation, Gribble turns his face to the storm and steps forward into the unknown, ready to embrace the challenges and dangers that lie ahead.
2024.05.17 11:49 SwampBison Mood issues on esomeprazole (nexium)?
I've been taking esomeprazole (nexium) for the past 2 weeks. For the first 10 days or so, the side effects were a nightmare (mostly terrible headaches and fatigue), but I was back to digesting food and, now that I'm on day 14, they've eased a bit. The problem is, I think I'm experiencing a depressive episode. I've read that some people experience anxiety attacks on nexium, but what about depressive episodes? What's the worst that could happen if I quit cold turkey? It would take me at least 3 days to contact my GI doctor and probably a week to see my GP. Not to mention, my GI doctor also prescribed me an IBS medication which has diazepam in it and I'm not taking it because there's no way I'm taking an anxiety med without a psychiatrist managing it, so he might refuse to help me given that I'm not taking everything that he prescribed. I don't think I can put up with a depressive episode for that long. I literally keep crying over everything. Anyways, fuck nexium.
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2024.05.17 10:28 Mindless-Shower2481 Home Remedies for Headache
Effective Home Remedies for Headache Relief
Conclusion
Headaches, though common, can be debilitating. By understanding the types and triggers, you can adopt natural remedies to alleviate and prevent headaches. Hydration, essential oils, compresses, herbal remedies, acupressure, a healthy diet, regular exercise, and stress management are effective strategies for headache relief. Embrace these home remedies to lead a healthier, headache-free life.
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Understanding Headaches
Headaches are a common ailment affecting millions globally. They can range from mild discomfort to severe pain, impacting daily activities. Understanding the types and triggers of headaches is crucial for effective treatment.Types of Headaches
There are various types of headaches, including tension headaches, migraines, and cluster headaches. Tension headaches are the most common, often caused by stress or poor posture. Migraines are more intense, accompanied by nausea and sensitivity to light. Cluster headaches are severe and occur in cyclical patterns.Identifying Headache Triggers
Identifying triggers is essential in managing headaches. Common triggers include stress, dehydration, poor diet, lack of sleep, and environmental factors. Home Remedies for Headache. By recognizing these triggers, you can take preventive measures to reduce headache frequency.Hydration is Key
Dehydration is a common cause of headaches. Drinking plenty of water can alleviate symptoms. Aim for at least eight glasses a day. For a refreshing alternative, try herbal teas like peppermint or chamomile, known for their soothing properties.Using Cold or Hot Compresses
Cold and hot compresses can offer immediate relief. For tension headaches, a warm compress on the neck and shoulders can relax tight muscles. For migraines, a cold compress on the forehead can numb the pain.Herbal Remedies
Herbs like ginger and feverfew have been used for centuries to treat headaches. Ginger tea can reduce inflammation and nausea associated with migraines. Home Remedies for Headache . Feverfew can help prevent migraines when taken regularly. Using Cold or Hot CompressesConclusion
Headaches, though common, can be debilitating. By understanding the types and triggers, you can adopt natural remedies to alleviate and prevent headaches. Hydration, essential oils, compresses, herbal remedies, acupressure, a healthy diet, regular exercise, and stress management are effective strategies for headache relief. Embrace these home remedies to lead a healthier, headache-free life.Conclusion
Headaches, though common, can be debilitating. By understanding the types and triggers, you can adopt natural remedies to alleviate and prevent headaches. Hydration, essential oils, compresses, herbal remedies, acupressure, a healthy diet, regular exercise, and stress management are effective strategies for headache relief. Embrace these home remedies to lead a healthier, headache-free life.
2024.05.17 09:29 LittleCandiedYam My anxiety is making me think I have a brain tumor
My dumbass googled my symptoms and “brain tumor” was there, so ofc I’m paranoid.
Both of my arms go numb randomly, 3 specific areas on my head get this dull, burning sensation , or a cold sensation, I feel dizzy, I keep getting headaches, I depersonalize more, and I honestly just feel off. somethin feels different
Im hoping it’s all from anxiety, lack of sleep and dehydration.
Not asking for medical advice, I’m just scared. I’ve seen others think the same, but I can’t stop dwelling on this. I’m thinking of getting an MRI just in case. I dunno how to relax. I feel like imma pass out.
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Both of my arms go numb randomly, 3 specific areas on my head get this dull, burning sensation , or a cold sensation, I feel dizzy, I keep getting headaches, I depersonalize more, and I honestly just feel off. somethin feels different
Im hoping it’s all from anxiety, lack of sleep and dehydration.
Not asking for medical advice, I’m just scared. I’ve seen others think the same, but I can’t stop dwelling on this. I’m thinking of getting an MRI just in case. I dunno how to relax. I feel like imma pass out.
2024.05.17 09:03 Vamakakaka Apparently i have rheuma and not a simple TMJ?
I was fighting with TMJ for a year after wisdom teeth extraction. A year of constant jaw pain, headache and hot cheecks. Only ibuprofen or cold compress relieved the pain.
Last few months i started to notice i have pain in joints of my fingers, toes and wrist for no reason. Too suspicious to be a coincidence. Even tho my bloodtest showed low CRP im still think i have Rheumatoid Arthritis (Seronegative) and gonna see a rheuma doc only in 3 months. Rheuma is a very scary disease, i wish i had just a TMJ...
Any rheuma related stories from you?
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Last few months i started to notice i have pain in joints of my fingers, toes and wrist for no reason. Too suspicious to be a coincidence. Even tho my bloodtest showed low CRP im still think i have Rheumatoid Arthritis (Seronegative) and gonna see a rheuma doc only in 3 months. Rheuma is a very scary disease, i wish i had just a TMJ...
Any rheuma related stories from you?
2024.05.17 08:46 Then_Meringue_4975 Severe Body Aches & Pains
To preface, I used to take Doxy every day for months during Covid for acne, but eventually stopped due to not feeling comfortable relying on an antibiotic so much- even when taken with probiotics. I’ve been able to keep my acne at bay with Spironolactone and a tailored skin routine.
But then last week for the first time ever I broke out into a rosacea flare up around my eyes and cheeks (ocular rosacea). I went to my dermatologist and she prescribed me Doxy 50mg for two weeks. After it seemed like the rosacea was getting worse they upped me to 200 mg a day. I took the two pills along with food, water, and a probiotic and had no stomach pain or discomfort. When I woke up the next day I felt relatively fine until two hours later when I touched my skin and it hurt.
I went to work and as the hours passed my entire body was riddled with aches and pains- I was shivering from feeling cold (to the point my nails were turning blue) and had to leave early to go to a doctor. The doctor did a Flu test and it came back negative, my throat looks fine and the lymph nodes weren’t swollen. He said that the main culprit is most likely the Doxy and to stop taking it to see if I improve.
And while the Doxy isn’t out of my system yet, I still feel terrible. Everything aches and pains as if I have a flu without the other flu symptoms (stomach pain, cough, etc.) My skin feels super sensitive to the touch, my neck and back are stiff and it’s gotten to the point where doing simple tasks such as eating and showering was a chore because I feel so rigid and weak.
My doctor explained that even though I’ve tolerated Doxy in the past, my immune system has changed over the two years and may have developed a sensitivity to it. Saying that my immune system is reacting to the Doxy and thinks there’s an infection so it’s reacting accordingly (hence the aches and pains). I only took the Doxy for 3 days before stopping use.
I just wanted to know if this is a common experience by others, and if so, how long after stopping Doxy did it take for the severe pains and chills to subside? Also, just as a heads up to people who may be starting the medication that it’s a possible side effect. It was helping the rosacea flare up, but the pain is not worth it. I’m going to stay off it and keep track of how I feel to decide whether the Doxy is the culprit or not.
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But then last week for the first time ever I broke out into a rosacea flare up around my eyes and cheeks (ocular rosacea). I went to my dermatologist and she prescribed me Doxy 50mg for two weeks. After it seemed like the rosacea was getting worse they upped me to 200 mg a day. I took the two pills along with food, water, and a probiotic and had no stomach pain or discomfort. When I woke up the next day I felt relatively fine until two hours later when I touched my skin and it hurt.
I went to work and as the hours passed my entire body was riddled with aches and pains- I was shivering from feeling cold (to the point my nails were turning blue) and had to leave early to go to a doctor. The doctor did a Flu test and it came back negative, my throat looks fine and the lymph nodes weren’t swollen. He said that the main culprit is most likely the Doxy and to stop taking it to see if I improve.
And while the Doxy isn’t out of my system yet, I still feel terrible. Everything aches and pains as if I have a flu without the other flu symptoms (stomach pain, cough, etc.) My skin feels super sensitive to the touch, my neck and back are stiff and it’s gotten to the point where doing simple tasks such as eating and showering was a chore because I feel so rigid and weak.
My doctor explained that even though I’ve tolerated Doxy in the past, my immune system has changed over the two years and may have developed a sensitivity to it. Saying that my immune system is reacting to the Doxy and thinks there’s an infection so it’s reacting accordingly (hence the aches and pains). I only took the Doxy for 3 days before stopping use.
I just wanted to know if this is a common experience by others, and if so, how long after stopping Doxy did it take for the severe pains and chills to subside? Also, just as a heads up to people who may be starting the medication that it’s a possible side effect. It was helping the rosacea flare up, but the pain is not worth it. I’m going to stay off it and keep track of how I feel to decide whether the Doxy is the culprit or not.
2024.05.17 07:54 MeloncliHil Shared hallucination? Or real ghost encounter?
When I was 15, I went into a mental institution for trying to end my life. My room was in the juvenile ward, second on the right at the end of the hallway where our rooms were. (I have always had a bad habit of looking down at my feet when I walk.) One night when I was heading to bed (early), I was looking at the floor walking towards the hallway. When I got to the entrance of the hallway, I felt a very cold breeze that made me slow down and look up. At the end of the hallway, I saw clear as day what I can only describe as a black mist of a body silhouette, hanging from the ceiling on the right side at the very corner. I stopped, eyes widened, heart beating out of my chest. I turned my head to look behind me, to see if someone else was around to verify what I was seeing (as I had never experienced anything like this before), no one else was there. I turned my face back to the hallway and the mist was gone. I rationalized it in my head as a reaction to stress, new medication, and having had little sleep. I went to my shared room and kept what I had seen to myself.
The next day, sitting in the day room with other girls, they were talking as we were all coloring. A girl whom I had bonded the most with (she was funny, creative, smart, had cool stories from travel) suddenly said “I’ve been having a hard time sleeping here. I think this place is haunted. I keep seeing this girl that hung herself swinging in the hallway.” I stopped coloring, shocked, instantly feeling chills run down my spine. No one else responded to her, some rolled their eyes as if she was lying. I said “right side, very end corner?” We locked eyes and a look of shocked excitedness came across her face. She said “Yes.. you’ve seen her too?” Apparently she had seen her multiple times in that same spot. She described to me the same description, same size, same chill in the air as I had seen and felt.
I will never forget this. Thoughts?
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The next day, sitting in the day room with other girls, they were talking as we were all coloring. A girl whom I had bonded the most with (she was funny, creative, smart, had cool stories from travel) suddenly said “I’ve been having a hard time sleeping here. I think this place is haunted. I keep seeing this girl that hung herself swinging in the hallway.” I stopped coloring, shocked, instantly feeling chills run down my spine. No one else responded to her, some rolled their eyes as if she was lying. I said “right side, very end corner?” We locked eyes and a look of shocked excitedness came across her face. She said “Yes.. you’ve seen her too?” Apparently she had seen her multiple times in that same spot. She described to me the same description, same size, same chill in the air as I had seen and felt.
I will never forget this. Thoughts?
2024.05.17 07:51 MeloncliHil Shared hallucination? Or real ghost encounter?
When I was 15, I went into a mental institution for trying to end my life. My room was in the juvenile ward, second on the right at the end of the hallway where our rooms were. (I have always had a bad habit of looking down at my feet when I walk.) One night when I was heading to bed (early), I was looking at the floor walking towards the hallway. When I got to the entrance of the hallway, I felt a very cold breeze that made me slow down and look up. At the end of the hallway, I saw clear as day what I can only describe as a black mist of a body silhouette, hanging from the ceiling on the right side at the very corner. I stopped, eyes widened, heart beating out of my chest. I turned my head to look behind me, to see if someone else was around to verify what I was seeing (as I had never experienced anything like this before), no one else was there. I turned my face back to the hallway and the mist was gone. I rationalized it in my head as a reaction to stress, new medication, and having had little sleep. I went to my shared room and kept what I had seen to myself.
The next day, sitting in the day room with other girls, they were talking as we were all coloring. A girl whom I had bonded the most with (she was funny, creative, smart, had cool stories from travel) suddenly said “I’ve been having a hard time sleeping here. I think this place is haunted. I keep seeing this girl that hung herself swinging in the hallway.” I stopped coloring, shocked, instantly feeling chills run down my spine. No one else responded to her, some rolled their eyes as if she was lying. I said “right side, very end corner?” We locked eyes and a look of shocked excitedness came across her face. She said “Yes.. you’ve seen her too?” Apparently she had seen her multiple times in that same spot. She described to me the same description, same size, same chill in the air as I had seen and felt.
I will never forget this. Thoughts?
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The next day, sitting in the day room with other girls, they were talking as we were all coloring. A girl whom I had bonded the most with (she was funny, creative, smart, had cool stories from travel) suddenly said “I’ve been having a hard time sleeping here. I think this place is haunted. I keep seeing this girl that hung herself swinging in the hallway.” I stopped coloring, shocked, instantly feeling chills run down my spine. No one else responded to her, some rolled their eyes as if she was lying. I said “right side, very end corner?” We locked eyes and a look of shocked excitedness came across her face. She said “Yes.. you’ve seen her too?” Apparently she had seen her multiple times in that same spot. She described to me the same description, same size, same chill in the air as I had seen and felt.
I will never forget this. Thoughts?
2024.05.17 07:50 MeloncliHil Shared hallucination? Or ghost encounter?
When I was 15, I went into a mental institution for trying to end my life. My room was in the juvenile ward, second on the right at the end of the hallway where our rooms were. (I have always had a bad habit of looking down at my feet when I walk.) One night when I was heading to bed (early), I was looking at the floor walking towards the hallway. When I got to the entrance of the hallway, I felt a very cold breeze that made me slow down and look up. At the end of the hallway, I saw clear as day what I can only describe as a black mist of a body silhouette, hanging from the ceiling on the right side at the very corner. I stopped, eyes widened, heart beating out of my chest. I turned my head to look behind me, to see if someone else was around to verify what I was seeing (as I had never experienced anything like this before), no one else was there. I turned my face back to the hallway and the mist was gone. I rationalized it in my head as a reaction to stress, new medication, and having had little sleep. I went to my shared room and kept what I had seen to myself.
The next day, sitting in the day room with other girls, they were talking as we were all coloring. A girl whom I had bonded the most with (she was funny, creative, smart, had cool stories from travel) suddenly said “I’ve been having a hard time sleeping here. I think this place is haunted. I keep seeing this girl that hung herself swinging in the hallway.” I stopped coloring, shocked, instantly feeling chills run down my spine. No one else responded to her, some rolled their eyes as if she was lying. I said “right side, very end corner?” We locked eyes and a look of shocked excitedness came across her face. She said “Yes.. you’ve seen her too?” Apparently she had seen her multiple times in that same spot. She described to me the same description, same size, same chill in the air as I had seen and felt.
I will never forget this. Thoughts?
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The next day, sitting in the day room with other girls, they were talking as we were all coloring. A girl whom I had bonded the most with (she was funny, creative, smart, had cool stories from travel) suddenly said “I’ve been having a hard time sleeping here. I think this place is haunted. I keep seeing this girl that hung herself swinging in the hallway.” I stopped coloring, shocked, instantly feeling chills run down my spine. No one else responded to her, some rolled their eyes as if she was lying. I said “right side, very end corner?” We locked eyes and a look of shocked excitedness came across her face. She said “Yes.. you’ve seen her too?” Apparently she had seen her multiple times in that same spot. She described to me the same description, same size, same chill in the air as I had seen and felt.
I will never forget this. Thoughts?
2024.05.17 07:42 No-Quality-2644 Yūrei Chronicles
YŪREI CHRONICLES [ 幽霊クロニクルズ ]
Tales of Japanese Horror [ 日本のホラーの物語 ]
By: Seph Cruz [ 投稿者: セフ・クルーズ ]
CONTENTS [ コンテンツ ]
Preface [ はじめに ]
Chapter 1: The Cursed Scroll [ 第 1 章: 呪われた巻物 ]
Chapter 2: The Shrine in the Shadows [ 第 2 章: 影の神殿 ]
Chapter 3: The Haunting of the Geisha [ 第 3 章: 芸者の幽霊 ]
Chapter 4: The Onryo's Revenge [ 第 4 章: 怨霊の復讐 ]
Chapter 5: The Dollmaker's Curse [ 第 5 章: 人形師の呪い ]
Chapter 6: The Shadow in the Forest [ 第 6 章: 森の影 ] Chapter 7: The Haunting of the Yūrei Inn [ 第 7 章: 幽霊旅館の幽霊 ]
Chapter 8: The Curse of the Haunted Kimono [ 第 8 章: 幽霊着物の呪い ]
Chapter 9: The Mirror's Malevolence [ 第 9 章: 鏡の悪意 ]
Chapter 10: The Bridge to the Beyond [ 第 10 章: 彼方への架け橋 ]
In the heart of Kyoto, where history whispered through the ancient streets, there existed an antique bookstore known only to those who sought the rarest of tomes. Nestled among centuries-old texts and dusty manuscripts, a forbidden scroll lay hidden, waiting for an unwitting soul to stumble upon its chilling secrets.
Chapter 1: "The Cursed Scroll"
The quaint, dimly lit bookstore was a treasure trove of the past. Intricate calligraphy adorned scrolls, while faded ink whispered stories of long-forgotten samurai and mystical creatures. Among these relics of history, one scroll remained elusive, concealed behind a glass case. Its dark, ornate cover bore no title, and its presence seemed to beckon.
Haruki, a young scholar with a fascination for the occult, visited the bookstore one rainy afternoon. His curiosity led him to inquire about the enigmatic scroll. The elderly shopkeeper, Mr. Tanaka, peered at him with a knowing look, cautioning him about the scroll's malevolent reputation.
"Many have sought to uncover its secrets," Mr. Tanaka said, his voice trembling with age, "but few have lived to tell the tale."
Haruki, undeterred by the ominous warning, insisted on examining the scroll. Mr. Tanaka, sensing the scholar's determination, reluctantly unlocked the glass case. As Haruki unrolled the ancient parchment, he saw that it was filled with intricate symbols and incantations, written in a language he could barely comprehend.
For days, Haruki delved into the scroll's mysteries. His sleepless nights were filled with whispers from unseen forces, and chilling drafts seemed to haunt his small apartment. Yet, he pressed on, believing that the scroll held untold knowledge and power.
One fateful night, as a full moon cast eerie shadows across his cluttered study, Haruki recited an incantation from the scroll. The room grew icy cold, and an otherworldly presence enveloped him. A mournful wail echoed through the room, and Haruki's heart raced as he beheld the apparition before him.
A yūrei, its long, disheveled hair obscuring its gaunt face, hovered in the air, its eyes filled with anguish and rage. It reached out bony, pale fingers toward Haruki, its spectral form translucent yet undeniably real.
In that moment, Haruki realized the scroll's true nature – a curse that summoned vengeful spirits to torment the living. He had unwittingly invited the yūrei into his world, and now, it sought retribution for its suffering.
The scholar's life turned into a nightmare as the vengeful spirit haunted his every waking moment. His research became an obsession to find a way to pacify the yūrei and lift the curse. With each passing day, Haruki's health deteriorated, his body and mind succumbing to the relentless torment.
Desperate, he sought the guidance of a renowned exorcist, who revealed a grim truth. The only way to break the curse was to discover the scroll's origins and offer the yūrei the peace it so desperately sought.
As Haruki ventured deeper into the scroll's history, he uncovered a tale of betrayal and tragedy that spanned centuries. With newfound knowledge and a heavy heart, he prepared to confront the vengeful yūrei and set things right.
In a chilling confrontation between the living and the dead, Haruki faced the spirit, offering it the closure it craved. As the yūrei dissipated into the ether, its mournful wail echoed one last time, fading into the night.
Haruki emerged from the ordeal forever changed, carrying the weight of the scroll's curse as a cautionary tale. The forbidden knowledge he had sought had come at a great cost, a reminder that some mysteries should remain hidden, and some curses should never be invoked.
As the sun rose over Kyoto, the antique bookstore remained shrouded in an eerie silence, and the cursed scroll returned to its cryptic slumber, waiting for the next unwitting soul to unlock its dreadful secrets.
End of Chapter 1: "The Cursed Scroll"
Chapter 2: "The Shrine in the Shadows"
In the heart of a tranquil Japanese village, nestled among ancient forests, stood a centuries-old Shinto shrine, known to few but revered by all. This sacred place held an eerie secret, hidden in the shadows of its past.
Chapter 2: "The Shrine in the Shadows"
The village of Mizuki was picturesque, surrounded by dense woods and the whispers of rustling leaves. Its most treasured gem was the Shōrin Shrine, a sanctuary dedicated to the worship of the kami, where the villagers paid homage with heartfelt prayers and offerings.
On a bright spring morning, the Hayashi family moved into a charming house near the shrine. Yuko, a spirited young girl with inquisitive eyes, was enchanted by the quaint beauty of Mizuki and the mystique of the Shōrin Shrine. Her parents, Masato and Yuki, hoped the peaceful village would offer respite from the bustling city.
Their first evening in Mizuki was serene, and the family felt blessed to live in such an idyllic place. As night descended, they heard a faint melody echoing through the forest—a haunting tune played on a traditional shamisen. Yuko, drawn by curiosity, followed the eerie melody to the shrine.
At the shrine's entrance, she saw a flicker of movement among the trees and bushes. As her eyes adjusted to the dim moonlight, she gasped in awe and terror. There, bathed in an ethereal glow, stood a beautiful woman dressed in a white kimono, her long hair cascading like an ebony waterfall.
The woman's face bore an expression of immense sorrow, and her eyes seemed to pierce Yuko's very soul. In her delicate, spectral hands, she held a shamisen, its strings plucked by fingers that had long since turned to mist.
"Who are you?" Yuko asked, her voice quivering.
The apparition gazed at Yuko with an inscrutable sadness and whispered, "My name is Hana. I have been bound to this shrine for centuries, waiting for someone to hear my song."
Hana's story unraveled like a tragic tapestry before Yuko. She had once been a young woman in love with a humble fisherman from Mizuki. Their love was forbidden, and when their secret was discovered, they met a tragic end at the hands of the villagers.
As she spoke, the melody of her shamisen became more mournful, and the trees seemed to weep in sympathy. Hana's spirit, bound to the shrine, could only find solace by sharing her story with the living.
Yuko, moved by Hana's tale, felt a deep connection to the ghostly figure. She promised to help Hana find peace and bring her story to light. Together, they would uncover the truth behind the tragic love story that had ensnared the shrine for centuries.
As Yuko delved into the village's history, she uncovered hidden documents and ancient scrolls that confirmed Hana's story. The injustice done to Hana and her beloved was a blot on the village's past, a truth that had been concealed for generations.
With newfound determination, Yuko rallied the villagers to acknowledge the village's dark history and to seek forgiveness for the sins of the past. In a moving ceremony at the Shōrin Shrine, the villagers offered their prayers, and Hana's spirit was finally set free.
As the first rays of dawn bathed Mizuki in golden light, Hana's ethereal form dissolved into a wisp of gratitude and serenity. The shrine, once shadowed by sorrow, now radiated with newfound peace.
"The Shrine in the Shadows" became a tale passed down through generations, a reminder that love and forgiveness could transcend even the darkest of curses. Mizuki continued to flourish, its shrine standing as a testament to the enduring power of redemption.
End of Chapter 2: "The Shrine in the Shadows"
Chapter 3: "The Haunting of the Geisha"
In the vibrant streets of 19th-century Tokyo, beneath the shimmering lanterns and behind the delicate allure of geisha, a haunting presence lurked—a presence that would forever change the life of a celebrated geisha named Kaede.
Chapter 3: "The Haunting of the Geisha"
In the heart of Tokyo's historic Yoshiwara district, Kaede was renowned as one of the most captivating and skilled geisha. Her beauty was ethereal, her dances mesmerizing, and her laughter like the tinkling of wind chimes. But beneath her porcelain makeup and the grace of her performances lay a heart heavy with secrets.
One cool autumn evening, as the lanterns cast their warm glow on the district, a newcomer arrived at the teahouse where Kaede performed. His name was Kaito, a handsome and enigmatic man with piercing eyes that seemed to see beyond the facade of the geisha. Kaede's heart quickened as their eyes met, and she felt a connection she had never experienced before.
As weeks turned into months, Kaede and Kaito's bond deepened, their love blossoming like the cherry blossoms in spring. But their love was a forbidden one, as Kaito was a samurai, and their worlds were as different as night and day.
One fateful night, Kaito revealed a dangerous secret to Kaede—he was involved in a plot against a powerful daimyo who ruled with cruelty and oppression. Kaito believed that by exposing the daimyo's corruption, he could bring justice to the people. He asked for Kaede's assistance in gathering information from the teahouse's influential patrons.
Reluctantly, Kaede agreed, and together, they embarked on a treacherous path filled with deceit and danger. As the days passed, they uncovered dark secrets that could expose the daimyo's crimes. However, their actions did not go unnoticed.
One evening, as Kaede performed for a gathering of influential men, a sinister figure appeared in the shadows. It was the vengeful spirit of a geisha named Akiko, who had perished in Yoshiwara under tragic circumstances. Her ghostly form was veiled in a blood-red kimono, and her eyes burned with malevolence.
Akiko's haunting began subtly—a chill in the air, whispers of despair, and a feeling of dread that hung over the teahouse like a shroud. Kaede, sensing the supernatural presence, knew that they had awakened a vengeful spirit.
Desperate to protect Kaede, Kaito sought the guidance of a local exorcist, who revealed the tragic story of Akiko. She had been a geisha in love with a samurai, but their forbidden love had led to betrayal and death. Her restless spirit sought vengeance on those who dared to love across societal boundaries.
With the exorcist's help, Kaito and Kaede embarked on a perilous journey to confront Akiko's spirit and offer her the peace she so desperately sought. In a climactic showdown, they faced the vengeful geisha, revealing the truth behind her betrayal and death.
As the first light of dawn bathed the Yoshiwara district, Akiko's spirit dissipated, her eyes filled with sorrow and resignation. The curse she had cast upon the teahouse lifted, and peace returned to the district.
Kaede and Kaito's love story continued, forever marked by the supernatural forces they had encountered. The teahouse thrived once more, its lanterns casting their warm glow over the enchanting district, where love knew no boundaries and forgiveness transcended even death.
"The Haunting of the Geisha" became a legend whispered among geisha in Yoshiwara, a testament to the enduring power of love and the consequences of forbidden desires in the mysterious world of Edo-era Tokyo.
End of Chapter 3: "The Haunting of the Geisha"
Chapter 4: "The Onryo's Revenge"
In the heart of a decaying city, where abandoned buildings stood as silent witnesses to forgotten tragedies, a group of urban explorers would stumble upon a place where the restless dead held their sinister dominion.
Chapter 4: "The Onryo's Revenge"
The city of Kurayami had fallen into disrepair, its once-thriving industries crumbling, and its streets echoing with the memories of better days. Among its many derelict structures was the forsaken Kurayami Hospital, a place whispered about only in fearful tales.
Rumors spoke of a curse that had befallen the hospital after a gruesome series of medical experiments in the early 20th century. Patients had been subjected to horrific procedures, and their agonized cries still seemed to reverberate through the corridors.
A group of urban explorers, lured by the thrill of the forbidden and the allure of the macabre, set their sights on Kurayami Hospital. Among them was Hiroshi, the group's leader, and Yumi, a budding photographer with an affinity for capturing the eerie beauty of abandoned places.
As the explorers entered the hospital's crumbling entrance, they were greeted by the musty scent of decay and the eerie silence of long-abandoned hallways. Shadows danced in the dim light as they ventured deeper into the forsaken building, their footsteps echoing like distant whispers.
The group's excitement turned to unease as they encountered signs of the hospital's dark past—rusty surgical instruments, bloodstained gurneys, and cryptic medical notes. Yumi's camera captured it all, each photograph revealing more about the hospital's gruesome history.
As night fell, the explorers gathered in the hospital's decrepit lobby, their flashlights casting trembling beams into the darkness. It was then that they heard it—a faint, mournful wail, like the keening of a soul in torment.
Hiroshi, the group's fearless leader, brushed off their concerns, attributing the sound to the wind or their imagination. But the cries grew louder and more anguished, echoing through the halls.
The group became separated as they navigated the labyrinthine corridors. Yumi, camera in hand, wandered into the hospital's disused psychiatric ward. There, in a shadowed corner, she saw her camera's flash reveal a horrifying apparition—an onryo, a vengeful spirit with long, disheveled hair and eyes filled with hatred.
The onryo's spectral form contorted with rage as it approached Yumi. Its icy fingers reached out, and she felt an otherworldly coldness pierce her very soul. She knew that this was the spirit of a patient who had suffered unimaginable horrors in the hospital.
As Yumi's companions searched for her, they stumbled upon the onryo's lair and witnessed the terrifying encounter. In a desperate bid to save Yumi, they searched for a way to pacify the vengeful spirit.
Through a combination of research and communication with a local historian, they learned the full extent of the hospital's atrocities. Armed with this knowledge, they returned to the onryo's domain to confront the spirit and offer it the peace it had been denied for so long.
In a climactic showdown, the group faced the onryo, revealing the hospital's dark secrets and acknowledging the suffering of the tormented souls within. With profound remorse, they begged for forgiveness on behalf of those who had perpetrated the atrocities.
As the first rays of dawn broke over Kurayami, the onryo's anguished wails transformed into a mournful sigh. The spirit, its wrath finally quelled, dissipated into the ether, leaving behind a sense of profound sadness and closure.
The group of urban explorers emerged from Kurayami Hospital, forever changed by their encounter with the supernatural. They had confronted the past and offered redemption to the restless dead, leaving the decaying city with a newfound sense of hope.
"The Onryo's Revenge" became a cautionary tale among urban explorers, a reminder that some places are best left undisturbed, and that the past, no matter how dark, can be confronted and reconciled.
End of Chapter 4: "The Onryo's Revenge"
Chapter 5: "The Dollmaker's Curse"
In a remote mountain village, nestled among mist-shrouded peaks, a master dollmaker crafted exquisite creations that captured the hearts of collectors worldwide. Yet, within her secluded workshop, a malevolent force lurked—one that would ensnare a curious journalist in a nightmarish world of living dolls and dark secrets.
Chapter 5: "The Dollmaker's Curse"
Hidden away in the secluded village of Ichiban, known only to those who ventured deep into the mountains, lived a master dollmaker named Ai. Her dolls were celebrated for their lifelike beauty and craftsmanship, with collectors from distant lands coveting her creations.
One brisk autumn morning, a journalist named Keiko received a cryptic letter from a source in Ichiban, hinting at a sinister mystery surrounding Ai's dolls. Intrigued by the enigmatic message, Keiko embarked on a journey to the remote village, determined to uncover the truth.
Ichiban was a place untouched by time, its cobblestone streets winding through dense forests and past centuries-old homes. The village exuded an eerie tranquility, and the locals spoke in hushed tones about Ai's dolls, rumored to be infused with a piece of the human soul.
Upon reaching Ai's workshop, Keiko was greeted by the dollmaker herself, a woman of grace and poise. The workshop was a treasure trove of exquisite dolls, their eyes seeming to follow Keiko's every move. Among them, a particular doll known as Hikari stood out—a hauntingly beautiful creation with ebony hair and obsidian eyes.
As Keiko delved deeper into the village's mysteries, she discovered that Hikari was believed to house the soul of a deceased child, a belief held by both Ai and the villagers. The doll's unsettling presence and the uncanny resemblance it bore to a girl named Mei, who had died tragically years ago, sent shivers down Keiko's spine.
Keiko's nights in Ichiban were filled with restless dreams of porcelain dolls that came to life. In these dreams, Hikari beckoned her to uncover the truth behind the dollmaker's creations. Guided by an inexplicable compulsion, Keiko embarked on a quest to unearth the dark secrets hidden within Ai's workshop.
As Keiko investigated further, she uncovered Ai's own tragic past—a story of unrequited love, loss, and a desperate desire to capture the essence of the human soul in her dolls. With each revelation, the line between the living and the lifeless blurred, and Keiko felt herself becoming entangled in a nightmarish world.
The dolls that had once been works of art now seemed to harbor malevolence. They moved of their own accord, their eyes filled with an eerie, lifelike intensity. Keiko realized that Ai's obsession had bound her to a sinister force, and her creations hungered for more than just existence.
In a chilling climax, Keiko confronted Ai and the curse that had gripped her creations. Together, they sought to break the curse's hold and release the trapped souls within the dolls.
As the moon hung low in the night sky, Ai performed a solemn ritual, guided by the spirit of Mei, whose essence had been captured in Hikari. The dolls, imbued with a restless energy, gathered around, their haunting eyes watching as the curse was lifted.
With a mournful sigh, the dolls' porcelain features softened, and their malevolence dissipated. The spirit of Mei was set free, and the dolls became lifeless once more, their beauty preserved in eternal stillness.
Ichiban returned to its peaceful slumber, and Keiko departed with a newfound appreciation for the power of art and the depths of human longing. The village's haunting tale of the dollmaker's curse served as a reminder that some obsessions could lead to the creation of something far more sinister than art itself.
End of Chapter 5: "The Dollmaker's Curse"
Chapter 6: "The Shadow in the Forest"
In a land steeped in history and tradition, the Aokigahara Forest, known as the "Suicide Forest," concealed a dark secret. Within its dense, ancient foliage, a group of hikers would embark on a journey that would lead them into the heart of a malevolent force.
Chapter 6: "The Shadow in the Forest"
Deep within the prefecture of Yamanashi, shrouded in a perpetual mist, lay the infamous Aokigahara Forest—an expanse of ancient woodland that held a dark reputation. Known as the "Suicide Forest," it had been a site of countless tragic deaths throughout the centuries.
A group of adventurous hikers, seeking to conquer the wilderness and challenge the forest's ominous legends, gathered on a chilly autumn morning. Among them was Akira, an experienced guide with a deep respect for the forest's history, and Yumi, a young woman in search of adventure and solace from her own troubled past.
The hikers ventured deep into the forest, their footsteps muffled by the thick blanket of moss and fallen leaves. The dense canopy above cast eerie shadows, and the trees seemed to whisper secrets of sorrow and despair.
As they trekked further into the woods, they began to notice strange occurrences—a disconcerting sense of being watched, distant whispers on the wind, and ghostly apparitions that flickered at the edge of their vision. Akira, the guide, attributed these phenomena to the forest's ominous reputation and urged the group to press on.
Yet, the forest's grip on their minds and senses tightened. Yumi, in particular, felt a strange connection to the haunting forces that seemed to lurk behind every tree. Inexplicable visions of tragedy and despair flashed before her eyes, and a sense of overwhelming dread enveloped her.
Night descended on the forest, and the hikers set up camp, their flickering campfire offering the only semblance of comfort in the oppressive darkness. It was then that Yumi encountered a spectral figure—a yūrei, her kimono tattered and her eyes empty voids.
The yūrei beckoned to Yumi, her voice a mournful echo. Unable to resist, Yumi followed the apparition into the depths of the forest, her companions unaware of her disappearance. The yūrei led her to a clearing where an ancient tree stood, its gnarled roots forming a grotesque face.
As Yumi approached the tree, she felt a malevolent presence—an ancient spirit of the forest itself. It spoke to her, revealing the tragic history of Aokigahara—the place where those who had lost hope sought refuge in death.
Yumi learned of the forest's vengeful guardian, a yūrei born of countless lost souls, whose suffering fueled its malevolence. It was the embodiment of the forest's sorrow, forever bound to torment those who ventured within.
Realizing that Yumi was now connected to the yūrei, her companions embarked on a desperate search to rescue her from the forest's clutches. With the guidance of Akira's knowledge and determination, they confronted the vengeful spirit, revealing the pain of their own pasts and the impact of their actions on the world around them.
As the first rays of dawn bathed Aokigahara in a pale light, the yūrei's malevolence waned, and its grip on Yumi loosened. With a final sigh, it dissipated into the morning mist, its haunting presence released from the forest.
Yumi was reunited with her companions, forever changed by her encounter with the malevolent spirit of Aokigahara. The forest's ominous reputation remained, a reminder of the darkness that could consume those who dared to venture too close to its heart.
"The Shadow in the Forest" served as a chilling testament to the mysteries of Aokigahara, where the past and the present intertwined, and the boundaries between life and death blurred beneath the ancient canopy.
End of Chapter 6: "The Shadow in the Forest"
Chapter 7: "The Haunting of the Yurei Inn"
In a remote village nestled among mist-covered mountains, a centuries-old inn held a sinister secret. When a weary traveler seeks refuge within its ancient walls, she becomes entangled in a web of supernatural mysteries that threaten to consume her soul.
Chapter 7: "The Haunting of the Yurei Inn"
The village of Okuyama was a hidden gem, nestled among towering peaks and blanketed in mist. Within this secluded haven stood the Yurei Inn, a centuries-old establishment steeped in history and whispered legends. Its age-old charm masked a sinister truth—a haunting presence that had plagued the inn for generations.
Amidst a dense fog, a lone traveler named Rei arrived in Okuyama, weary and seeking shelter from the elements. The Yurei Inn, with its rustic charm and flickering lanterns, seemed like the perfect refuge. Little did Rei know that her stay at the inn would unravel the mysteries hidden within its ancient walls.
Upon her arrival, Rei was greeted by the inn's elderly proprietress, Eiko, a woman whose weathered features and deep knowledge of the village's history hinted at a deeper connection to the inn's haunting past.
As Rei settled into her room, the oppressive atmosphere within the inn became palpable. Shadows seemed to dance in the corners of her vision, and strange, ghostly whispers echoed in the corridors. Unbeknownst to her, Rei had become a pawn in a centuries-old battle between the inn and the vengeful spirits that resided within.
In the dead of night, Rei awoke to a chilling presence at her bedside—an ethereal yurei, her white burial kimono flowing like a spectral river. The vengeful spirit's eyes held an insatiable hunger, and she reached out to Rei, her fingers icy and skeletal.
Rei's nights became torment as she encountered more yurei within the inn, each with their own tragic stories of betrayal, injustice, and unfulfilled desires. The spirits sought vengeance, and Rei's presence within the inn had awakened their malevolence.
Desperate to uncover the inn's secrets and free herself from the spirits' relentless pursuit, Rei sought the guidance of Eiko. The elderly proprietress revealed the tragic history of the inn—an establishment built on the suffering of countless souls who had met their demise within its walls.
Eiko's own family had been entangled in the inn's dark legacy, and she bore the weight of their deeds. Together, Rei and Eiko embarked on a journey to confront the yurei and offer them redemption, hoping to break the cycle of suffering that had plagued the inn for centuries.
In a harrowing confrontation with the vengeful spirits, Rei and Eiko unveiled the truth behind the inn's cursed history and acknowledged the pain of the souls that had been wronged. With heartfelt apologies and rituals of atonement, they sought to release the spirits from their torment.
As the first rays of dawn bathed Okuyama in a golden light, the yurei's spectral forms dissolved into the ether, their eyes filled with a mix of sorrow and gratitude. The Yurei Inn, once a place of darkness, now held the promise of redemption.
Rei departed from Okuyama, forever marked by her encounter with the supernatural. The Yurei Inn, now cleansed of its malevolent spirits, stood as a testament to the power of reconciliation and the hope of breaking the chains of the past.
"The Haunting of the Yurei Inn" became a cautionary tale among villagers, a reminder that the sins of the past could be confronted and forgiven, even in the face of vengeful spirits.
End of Chapter 7: "The Haunting of the Yurei Inn"
Chapter 8: "The Curse of the Haunted Kimono"
In the heart of Kyoto, where tradition and modernity intertwined, a family heirloom, an ancient kimono, carried a chilling curse that had plagued generations. A woman must delve into her family's history to uncover the origins of the curse and find a way to break it before it consumes her and her loved ones.
Chapter 8: "The Curse of the Haunted Kimono"
Kyoto, the city of a thousand temples, was a place where time seemed to stand still. Among the historic districts, the Nakamura family had passed down a treasured heirloom for generations—an exquisite silk kimono adorned with intricate embroidery, a relic of a bygone era.
The kimono had always been a source of fascination and reverence within the Nakamura family. It was said to be imbued with mystical powers, protecting its wearer from harm and misfortune. But beneath its ornate beauty lay a dark secret—a curse that had haunted the family for centuries.
Emi, the youngest of the Nakamura family, had grown up hearing stories of the kimono's mystical properties and the curse that clung to it. When her grandmother passed away, leaving the kimono in her care, Emi became the latest custodian of this fabled garment.
As the years passed, strange occurrences began to plague Emi and her family. The kimono seemed to have a malevolent presence, causing nightmares, unexplained accidents, and a growing sense of dread. Emi's husband, Toshiro, and their young daughter, Yuki, bore the brunt of the curse's effects.
Desperate to protect her loved ones, Emi embarked on a quest to uncover the origins of the curse and find a way to break it. She delved into her family's history, poring over ancient scrolls and consulting with local priests and scholars.
Through her research, Emi learned of a tragic love story that had been concealed for generations—a forbidden romance between a Nakamura ancestor and a woman from a rival clan. The lovers had been torn apart by a vengeful spirit, and their love had been sealed within the cursed kimono.
With newfound determination, Emi sought out the help of a renowned exorcist, who revealed that the curse could only be broken by reconciling the spirits of the star-crossed lovers and offering them a chance at eternal peace.
Emi, Toshiro, and Yuki embarked on a journey to the ancestral shrine of the Nakamura family, where they conducted a solemn ritual to appease the vengeful spirits. As they offered their prayers and made heartfelt apologies on behalf of their ancestors, a profound sense of forgiveness washed over them.
In a climactic moment, the cursed kimono transformed, its once malevolent aura dissipating into the ether. The spirits of the star-crossed lovers, now free from their torment, appeared before Emi and her family, their eyes filled with gratitude.
As the cherry blossoms rained down upon Kyoto, Emi, Toshiro, and Yuki returned home with a newfound sense of peace and closure. The kimono, no longer cursed, became a symbol of their family's resilience and the enduring power of love and forgiveness.
"The Curse of the Haunted Kimono" served as a reminder that the sins of the past could be atoned for and that the bonds of love and family could transcend even the darkest of curses.
End of Chapter 8: "The Curse of the Haunted Kimono"
Chapter 9: "The Mirror's Malevolence"
In a quiet suburban neighborhood, an antique mirror with a sinister past found its way into the home of a young couple. As they unwittingly unleashed the malevolent spirit trapped within, they must confront the mirror's dark history to save themselves and their family.
Chapter 9: "The Mirror's Malevolence"
In a serene suburban neighborhood, where cherry blossoms bloomed with each passing spring, lived a young couple, Hiroshi and Aiko, who were enamored with the charm of their new home. They had recently moved into a quaint, old-fashioned house that came with a peculiar antique mirror.
The mirror was ornate and beautiful, its frame adorned with delicate carvings of cherry blossoms. It had been left behind by the previous owner, a recluse who had passed away under mysterious circumstances. Little did Hiroshi and Aiko know that this mirror carried a malevolent secret.
As they settled into their new home, strange occurrences began to unfold. Reflections in the mirror seemed to distort, showing glimpses of eerie, shadowy figures lurking in the background. At night, whispers filled the room as if unseen voices murmured from within the glass.
Aiko, with her fascination for the occult, was the first to sense the mirror's sinister aura. She delved into research, uncovering tales of a cursed mirror that had plagued the previous owner's family for generations.
The mirror had once belonged to a vengeful spirit, a yūrei who had perished in despair. Its malevolence was bound to the glass, and those who possessed it were tormented by the spirit's relentless anger and sorrow.
Desperate to free themselves from the mirror's curse, Hiroshi and Aiko sought the guidance of a spiritual medium. Through a series of rituals and séances, they made contact with the vengeful spirit trapped within the mirror.
The spirit's story unfolded like a tragic drama—the yūrei had been a young woman in love with a man from a rival clan. Their love was forbidden, and when their secret was discovered, they had both met a grisly end. Her spirit had been bound to the mirror as punishment for her defiance of societal norms.
With the medium's help, Hiroshi and Aiko offered prayers and apologies on behalf of the mirror's original owner, seeking forgiveness for the wrongs committed against the vengeful spirit. They vowed to help the spirit find peace and redemption.
In a chilling climax, they conducted a final ritual, allowing the yūrei to pass on and find the solace she had been denied for centuries. As they gazed into the mirror one last time, they saw the spirit's reflection fade into the distance, her eyes filled with a mix of gratitude and farewell.
The mirror, now cleansed of its malevolence, became a symbol of hope and renewal for Hiroshi and Aiko. Their family flourished, and the cherry blossoms in their garden bloomed with newfound vibrancy, a testament to the enduring power of love and forgiveness.
"The Mirror's Malevolence" served as a chilling reminder that even the most innocuous objects could carry dark secrets, and that confronting the past and seeking redemption could break the bonds of even the most malevolent curses.
End of Chapter 9: "The Mirror's Malevolence"
Chapter 10: "The Bridge to the Beyond"
In a remote mountain village, isolated from the modern world, a historic bridge served as a link between the living and the dead. When a group of travelers crossed its ancient planks, they would discover the chilling truth behind the bridge's supernatural origins.
Chapter 10: "The Bridge to the Beyond"
Deep within the heart of the Japanese mountains, nestled among ancient forests and shrouded in mist, lay the village of Yamanokawa. It was a place where tradition and superstition still held sway, and the bridge that spanned the river was both a lifeline and a gateway to the unknown.
A group of adventurous travelers, drawn by the allure of Yamanokawa's untouched beauty, embarked on a journey to explore the village's remote reaches. Among them were Kaito, a historian with an insatiable curiosity, and Mia, a photographer who sought to capture the essence of this secluded world.
The village's centerpiece was the Akane Bridge, a weathered structure made of ancient wood and adorned with centuries-old lanterns. Its planks creaked with the weight of history, and the river below whispered tales of lives long gone.
As the travelers ventured deeper into Yamanokawa, they discovered that the villagers held a profound reverence for the bridge. It was said to be a link between the living and the dead, a place where offerings were made to appease the spirits that dwelled in the surrounding forest.
As night descended, the travelers set up camp near the Akane Bridge, its lanterns casting an eerie, flickering glow on the river's surface. It was then that they heard the sound—a mournful melody that seemed to emanate from the bridge itself.
Mia, driven by curiosity, followed the haunting tune to the bridge's edge. There, bathed in an otherworldly light, she saw a figure—a woman in a white kimono, her long hair flowing like an ebony waterfall.
The woman, whose name was Hikari, revealed herself to be a yūrei, a spirit bound to the Akane Bridge for centuries. She had once been a young bride whose love had been torn apart by a tragic accident on her wedding day. Her spirit was eternally linked to the bridge, where she waited for her beloved to return.
Kaito, the historian, delved into the village's archives and uncovered the tragic story of Hikari's past. It was a tale of love and loss, of a bride whose life had been cut short, and a groom whose heart had been forever scarred by grief.
With newfound determination, the travelers sought to reunite the spirits of Hikari and her beloved. They embarked on a journey deep into the forest, following a path laden with offerings and prayers.
At the heart of the forest, they discovered an ancient shrine dedicated to love and reconciliation. There, in a poignant ceremony, they offered heartfelt prayers and apologies on behalf of the villagers and the groom who had never returned.
As the first light of dawn broke over Yamanokawa, a sense of serenity washed over the Akane Bridge. Hikari's spectral form dissolved into the river's mist, her eyes filled with a mix of longing and gratitude.
The travelers departed from Yamanokawa, forever changed by their encounter with the supernatural. The Akane Bridge, now freed from its haunting past, stood as a testament to the enduring power of love and the hope of reuniting even in the afterlife.
"The Bridge to the Beyond" became a legend whispered among villagers, a reminder that some bonds could transcend time and that the spirit of love endured even in the face of eternity.
End of Chapter 10: "The Bridge to the Beyond"
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Tales of Japanese Horror [ 日本のホラーの物語 ]
By: Seph Cruz [ 投稿者: セフ・クルーズ ]
CONTENTS [ コンテンツ ]
Preface [ はじめに ]
Chapter 1: The Cursed Scroll [ 第 1 章: 呪われた巻物 ]
Chapter 2: The Shrine in the Shadows [ 第 2 章: 影の神殿 ]
Chapter 3: The Haunting of the Geisha [ 第 3 章: 芸者の幽霊 ]
Chapter 4: The Onryo's Revenge [ 第 4 章: 怨霊の復讐 ]
Chapter 5: The Dollmaker's Curse [ 第 5 章: 人形師の呪い ]
Chapter 6: The Shadow in the Forest [ 第 6 章: 森の影 ] Chapter 7: The Haunting of the Yūrei Inn [ 第 7 章: 幽霊旅館の幽霊 ]
Chapter 8: The Curse of the Haunted Kimono [ 第 8 章: 幽霊着物の呪い ]
Chapter 9: The Mirror's Malevolence [ 第 9 章: 鏡の悪意 ]
Chapter 10: The Bridge to the Beyond [ 第 10 章: 彼方への架け橋 ]
"Yūrei Chronicles: Tales of Japanese Horror"Chapter 1: "The Cursed Scroll"
In the heart of Kyoto, where history whispered through the ancient streets, there existed an antique bookstore known only to those who sought the rarest of tomes. Nestled among centuries-old texts and dusty manuscripts, a forbidden scroll lay hidden, waiting for an unwitting soul to stumble upon its chilling secrets.
Chapter 1: "The Cursed Scroll"
Haruki, a young scholar with a fascination for the occult, visited the bookstore one rainy afternoon. His curiosity led him to inquire about the enigmatic scroll. The elderly shopkeeper, Mr. Tanaka, peered at him with a knowing look, cautioning him about the scroll's malevolent reputation.
"Many have sought to uncover its secrets," Mr. Tanaka said, his voice trembling with age, "but few have lived to tell the tale."
Haruki, undeterred by the ominous warning, insisted on examining the scroll. Mr. Tanaka, sensing the scholar's determination, reluctantly unlocked the glass case. As Haruki unrolled the ancient parchment, he saw that it was filled with intricate symbols and incantations, written in a language he could barely comprehend.
For days, Haruki delved into the scroll's mysteries. His sleepless nights were filled with whispers from unseen forces, and chilling drafts seemed to haunt his small apartment. Yet, he pressed on, believing that the scroll held untold knowledge and power.
One fateful night, as a full moon cast eerie shadows across his cluttered study, Haruki recited an incantation from the scroll. The room grew icy cold, and an otherworldly presence enveloped him. A mournful wail echoed through the room, and Haruki's heart raced as he beheld the apparition before him.
A yūrei, its long, disheveled hair obscuring its gaunt face, hovered in the air, its eyes filled with anguish and rage. It reached out bony, pale fingers toward Haruki, its spectral form translucent yet undeniably real.
In that moment, Haruki realized the scroll's true nature – a curse that summoned vengeful spirits to torment the living. He had unwittingly invited the yūrei into his world, and now, it sought retribution for its suffering.
The scholar's life turned into a nightmare as the vengeful spirit haunted his every waking moment. His research became an obsession to find a way to pacify the yūrei and lift the curse. With each passing day, Haruki's health deteriorated, his body and mind succumbing to the relentless torment.
Desperate, he sought the guidance of a renowned exorcist, who revealed a grim truth. The only way to break the curse was to discover the scroll's origins and offer the yūrei the peace it so desperately sought.
As Haruki ventured deeper into the scroll's history, he uncovered a tale of betrayal and tragedy that spanned centuries. With newfound knowledge and a heavy heart, he prepared to confront the vengeful yūrei and set things right.
In a chilling confrontation between the living and the dead, Haruki faced the spirit, offering it the closure it craved. As the yūrei dissipated into the ether, its mournful wail echoed one last time, fading into the night.
Haruki emerged from the ordeal forever changed, carrying the weight of the scroll's curse as a cautionary tale. The forbidden knowledge he had sought had come at a great cost, a reminder that some mysteries should remain hidden, and some curses should never be invoked.
As the sun rose over Kyoto, the antique bookstore remained shrouded in an eerie silence, and the cursed scroll returned to its cryptic slumber, waiting for the next unwitting soul to unlock its dreadful secrets.
Chapter 2: "The Shrine in the Shadows"
In the heart of a tranquil Japanese village, nestled among ancient forests, stood a centuries-old Shinto shrine, known to few but revered by all. This sacred place held an eerie secret, hidden in the shadows of its past.
Chapter 2: "The Shrine in the Shadows"
On a bright spring morning, the Hayashi family moved into a charming house near the shrine. Yuko, a spirited young girl with inquisitive eyes, was enchanted by the quaint beauty of Mizuki and the mystique of the Shōrin Shrine. Her parents, Masato and Yuki, hoped the peaceful village would offer respite from the bustling city.
Their first evening in Mizuki was serene, and the family felt blessed to live in such an idyllic place. As night descended, they heard a faint melody echoing through the forest—a haunting tune played on a traditional shamisen. Yuko, drawn by curiosity, followed the eerie melody to the shrine.
At the shrine's entrance, she saw a flicker of movement among the trees and bushes. As her eyes adjusted to the dim moonlight, she gasped in awe and terror. There, bathed in an ethereal glow, stood a beautiful woman dressed in a white kimono, her long hair cascading like an ebony waterfall.
The woman's face bore an expression of immense sorrow, and her eyes seemed to pierce Yuko's very soul. In her delicate, spectral hands, she held a shamisen, its strings plucked by fingers that had long since turned to mist.
"Who are you?" Yuko asked, her voice quivering.
The apparition gazed at Yuko with an inscrutable sadness and whispered, "My name is Hana. I have been bound to this shrine for centuries, waiting for someone to hear my song."
Hana's story unraveled like a tragic tapestry before Yuko. She had once been a young woman in love with a humble fisherman from Mizuki. Their love was forbidden, and when their secret was discovered, they met a tragic end at the hands of the villagers.
As she spoke, the melody of her shamisen became more mournful, and the trees seemed to weep in sympathy. Hana's spirit, bound to the shrine, could only find solace by sharing her story with the living.
Yuko, moved by Hana's tale, felt a deep connection to the ghostly figure. She promised to help Hana find peace and bring her story to light. Together, they would uncover the truth behind the tragic love story that had ensnared the shrine for centuries.
As Yuko delved into the village's history, she uncovered hidden documents and ancient scrolls that confirmed Hana's story. The injustice done to Hana and her beloved was a blot on the village's past, a truth that had been concealed for generations.
With newfound determination, Yuko rallied the villagers to acknowledge the village's dark history and to seek forgiveness for the sins of the past. In a moving ceremony at the Shōrin Shrine, the villagers offered their prayers, and Hana's spirit was finally set free.
As the first rays of dawn bathed Mizuki in golden light, Hana's ethereal form dissolved into a wisp of gratitude and serenity. The shrine, once shadowed by sorrow, now radiated with newfound peace.
"The Shrine in the Shadows" became a tale passed down through generations, a reminder that love and forgiveness could transcend even the darkest of curses. Mizuki continued to flourish, its shrine standing as a testament to the enduring power of redemption.
Chapter 3: "The Haunting of the Geisha"
In the vibrant streets of 19th-century Tokyo, beneath the shimmering lanterns and behind the delicate allure of geisha, a haunting presence lurked—a presence that would forever change the life of a celebrated geisha named Kaede.
Chapter 3: "The Haunting of the Geisha"
One cool autumn evening, as the lanterns cast their warm glow on the district, a newcomer arrived at the teahouse where Kaede performed. His name was Kaito, a handsome and enigmatic man with piercing eyes that seemed to see beyond the facade of the geisha. Kaede's heart quickened as their eyes met, and she felt a connection she had never experienced before.
As weeks turned into months, Kaede and Kaito's bond deepened, their love blossoming like the cherry blossoms in spring. But their love was a forbidden one, as Kaito was a samurai, and their worlds were as different as night and day.
One fateful night, Kaito revealed a dangerous secret to Kaede—he was involved in a plot against a powerful daimyo who ruled with cruelty and oppression. Kaito believed that by exposing the daimyo's corruption, he could bring justice to the people. He asked for Kaede's assistance in gathering information from the teahouse's influential patrons.
Reluctantly, Kaede agreed, and together, they embarked on a treacherous path filled with deceit and danger. As the days passed, they uncovered dark secrets that could expose the daimyo's crimes. However, their actions did not go unnoticed.
One evening, as Kaede performed for a gathering of influential men, a sinister figure appeared in the shadows. It was the vengeful spirit of a geisha named Akiko, who had perished in Yoshiwara under tragic circumstances. Her ghostly form was veiled in a blood-red kimono, and her eyes burned with malevolence.
Akiko's haunting began subtly—a chill in the air, whispers of despair, and a feeling of dread that hung over the teahouse like a shroud. Kaede, sensing the supernatural presence, knew that they had awakened a vengeful spirit.
Desperate to protect Kaede, Kaito sought the guidance of a local exorcist, who revealed the tragic story of Akiko. She had been a geisha in love with a samurai, but their forbidden love had led to betrayal and death. Her restless spirit sought vengeance on those who dared to love across societal boundaries.
With the exorcist's help, Kaito and Kaede embarked on a perilous journey to confront Akiko's spirit and offer her the peace she so desperately sought. In a climactic showdown, they faced the vengeful geisha, revealing the truth behind her betrayal and death.
As the first light of dawn bathed the Yoshiwara district, Akiko's spirit dissipated, her eyes filled with sorrow and resignation. The curse she had cast upon the teahouse lifted, and peace returned to the district.
Kaede and Kaito's love story continued, forever marked by the supernatural forces they had encountered. The teahouse thrived once more, its lanterns casting their warm glow over the enchanting district, where love knew no boundaries and forgiveness transcended even death.
"The Haunting of the Geisha" became a legend whispered among geisha in Yoshiwara, a testament to the enduring power of love and the consequences of forbidden desires in the mysterious world of Edo-era Tokyo.
Chapter 4: "The Onryo's Revenge"
In the heart of a decaying city, where abandoned buildings stood as silent witnesses to forgotten tragedies, a group of urban explorers would stumble upon a place where the restless dead held their sinister dominion.
Chapter 4: "The Onryo's Revenge"
Rumors spoke of a curse that had befallen the hospital after a gruesome series of medical experiments in the early 20th century. Patients had been subjected to horrific procedures, and their agonized cries still seemed to reverberate through the corridors.
A group of urban explorers, lured by the thrill of the forbidden and the allure of the macabre, set their sights on Kurayami Hospital. Among them was Hiroshi, the group's leader, and Yumi, a budding photographer with an affinity for capturing the eerie beauty of abandoned places.
As the explorers entered the hospital's crumbling entrance, they were greeted by the musty scent of decay and the eerie silence of long-abandoned hallways. Shadows danced in the dim light as they ventured deeper into the forsaken building, their footsteps echoing like distant whispers.
The group's excitement turned to unease as they encountered signs of the hospital's dark past—rusty surgical instruments, bloodstained gurneys, and cryptic medical notes. Yumi's camera captured it all, each photograph revealing more about the hospital's gruesome history.
As night fell, the explorers gathered in the hospital's decrepit lobby, their flashlights casting trembling beams into the darkness. It was then that they heard it—a faint, mournful wail, like the keening of a soul in torment.
Hiroshi, the group's fearless leader, brushed off their concerns, attributing the sound to the wind or their imagination. But the cries grew louder and more anguished, echoing through the halls.
The group became separated as they navigated the labyrinthine corridors. Yumi, camera in hand, wandered into the hospital's disused psychiatric ward. There, in a shadowed corner, she saw her camera's flash reveal a horrifying apparition—an onryo, a vengeful spirit with long, disheveled hair and eyes filled with hatred.
The onryo's spectral form contorted with rage as it approached Yumi. Its icy fingers reached out, and she felt an otherworldly coldness pierce her very soul. She knew that this was the spirit of a patient who had suffered unimaginable horrors in the hospital.
As Yumi's companions searched for her, they stumbled upon the onryo's lair and witnessed the terrifying encounter. In a desperate bid to save Yumi, they searched for a way to pacify the vengeful spirit.
Through a combination of research and communication with a local historian, they learned the full extent of the hospital's atrocities. Armed with this knowledge, they returned to the onryo's domain to confront the spirit and offer it the peace it had been denied for so long.
In a climactic showdown, the group faced the onryo, revealing the hospital's dark secrets and acknowledging the suffering of the tormented souls within. With profound remorse, they begged for forgiveness on behalf of those who had perpetrated the atrocities.
As the first rays of dawn broke over Kurayami, the onryo's anguished wails transformed into a mournful sigh. The spirit, its wrath finally quelled, dissipated into the ether, leaving behind a sense of profound sadness and closure.
The group of urban explorers emerged from Kurayami Hospital, forever changed by their encounter with the supernatural. They had confronted the past and offered redemption to the restless dead, leaving the decaying city with a newfound sense of hope.
"The Onryo's Revenge" became a cautionary tale among urban explorers, a reminder that some places are best left undisturbed, and that the past, no matter how dark, can be confronted and reconciled.
Chapter 5: "The Dollmaker's Curse"
In a remote mountain village, nestled among mist-shrouded peaks, a master dollmaker crafted exquisite creations that captured the hearts of collectors worldwide. Yet, within her secluded workshop, a malevolent force lurked—one that would ensnare a curious journalist in a nightmarish world of living dolls and dark secrets.
Chapter 5: "The Dollmaker's Curse"
One brisk autumn morning, a journalist named Keiko received a cryptic letter from a source in Ichiban, hinting at a sinister mystery surrounding Ai's dolls. Intrigued by the enigmatic message, Keiko embarked on a journey to the remote village, determined to uncover the truth.
Ichiban was a place untouched by time, its cobblestone streets winding through dense forests and past centuries-old homes. The village exuded an eerie tranquility, and the locals spoke in hushed tones about Ai's dolls, rumored to be infused with a piece of the human soul.
Upon reaching Ai's workshop, Keiko was greeted by the dollmaker herself, a woman of grace and poise. The workshop was a treasure trove of exquisite dolls, their eyes seeming to follow Keiko's every move. Among them, a particular doll known as Hikari stood out—a hauntingly beautiful creation with ebony hair and obsidian eyes.
As Keiko delved deeper into the village's mysteries, she discovered that Hikari was believed to house the soul of a deceased child, a belief held by both Ai and the villagers. The doll's unsettling presence and the uncanny resemblance it bore to a girl named Mei, who had died tragically years ago, sent shivers down Keiko's spine.
Keiko's nights in Ichiban were filled with restless dreams of porcelain dolls that came to life. In these dreams, Hikari beckoned her to uncover the truth behind the dollmaker's creations. Guided by an inexplicable compulsion, Keiko embarked on a quest to unearth the dark secrets hidden within Ai's workshop.
As Keiko investigated further, she uncovered Ai's own tragic past—a story of unrequited love, loss, and a desperate desire to capture the essence of the human soul in her dolls. With each revelation, the line between the living and the lifeless blurred, and Keiko felt herself becoming entangled in a nightmarish world.
The dolls that had once been works of art now seemed to harbor malevolence. They moved of their own accord, their eyes filled with an eerie, lifelike intensity. Keiko realized that Ai's obsession had bound her to a sinister force, and her creations hungered for more than just existence.
In a chilling climax, Keiko confronted Ai and the curse that had gripped her creations. Together, they sought to break the curse's hold and release the trapped souls within the dolls.
As the moon hung low in the night sky, Ai performed a solemn ritual, guided by the spirit of Mei, whose essence had been captured in Hikari. The dolls, imbued with a restless energy, gathered around, their haunting eyes watching as the curse was lifted.
With a mournful sigh, the dolls' porcelain features softened, and their malevolence dissipated. The spirit of Mei was set free, and the dolls became lifeless once more, their beauty preserved in eternal stillness.
Ichiban returned to its peaceful slumber, and Keiko departed with a newfound appreciation for the power of art and the depths of human longing. The village's haunting tale of the dollmaker's curse served as a reminder that some obsessions could lead to the creation of something far more sinister than art itself.
Chapter 6: "The Shadow in the Forest"
In a land steeped in history and tradition, the Aokigahara Forest, known as the "Suicide Forest," concealed a dark secret. Within its dense, ancient foliage, a group of hikers would embark on a journey that would lead them into the heart of a malevolent force.
Chapter 6: "The Shadow in the Forest"
A group of adventurous hikers, seeking to conquer the wilderness and challenge the forest's ominous legends, gathered on a chilly autumn morning. Among them was Akira, an experienced guide with a deep respect for the forest's history, and Yumi, a young woman in search of adventure and solace from her own troubled past.
The hikers ventured deep into the forest, their footsteps muffled by the thick blanket of moss and fallen leaves. The dense canopy above cast eerie shadows, and the trees seemed to whisper secrets of sorrow and despair.
As they trekked further into the woods, they began to notice strange occurrences—a disconcerting sense of being watched, distant whispers on the wind, and ghostly apparitions that flickered at the edge of their vision. Akira, the guide, attributed these phenomena to the forest's ominous reputation and urged the group to press on.
Yet, the forest's grip on their minds and senses tightened. Yumi, in particular, felt a strange connection to the haunting forces that seemed to lurk behind every tree. Inexplicable visions of tragedy and despair flashed before her eyes, and a sense of overwhelming dread enveloped her.
Night descended on the forest, and the hikers set up camp, their flickering campfire offering the only semblance of comfort in the oppressive darkness. It was then that Yumi encountered a spectral figure—a yūrei, her kimono tattered and her eyes empty voids.
The yūrei beckoned to Yumi, her voice a mournful echo. Unable to resist, Yumi followed the apparition into the depths of the forest, her companions unaware of her disappearance. The yūrei led her to a clearing where an ancient tree stood, its gnarled roots forming a grotesque face.
As Yumi approached the tree, she felt a malevolent presence—an ancient spirit of the forest itself. It spoke to her, revealing the tragic history of Aokigahara—the place where those who had lost hope sought refuge in death.
Yumi learned of the forest's vengeful guardian, a yūrei born of countless lost souls, whose suffering fueled its malevolence. It was the embodiment of the forest's sorrow, forever bound to torment those who ventured within.
Realizing that Yumi was now connected to the yūrei, her companions embarked on a desperate search to rescue her from the forest's clutches. With the guidance of Akira's knowledge and determination, they confronted the vengeful spirit, revealing the pain of their own pasts and the impact of their actions on the world around them.
As the first rays of dawn bathed Aokigahara in a pale light, the yūrei's malevolence waned, and its grip on Yumi loosened. With a final sigh, it dissipated into the morning mist, its haunting presence released from the forest.
Yumi was reunited with her companions, forever changed by her encounter with the malevolent spirit of Aokigahara. The forest's ominous reputation remained, a reminder of the darkness that could consume those who dared to venture too close to its heart.
"The Shadow in the Forest" served as a chilling testament to the mysteries of Aokigahara, where the past and the present intertwined, and the boundaries between life and death blurred beneath the ancient canopy.
Chapter 7: "The Haunting of the Yurei Inn"
In a remote village nestled among mist-covered mountains, a centuries-old inn held a sinister secret. When a weary traveler seeks refuge within its ancient walls, she becomes entangled in a web of supernatural mysteries that threaten to consume her soul.
Chapter 7: "The Haunting of the Yurei Inn"
Amidst a dense fog, a lone traveler named Rei arrived in Okuyama, weary and seeking shelter from the elements. The Yurei Inn, with its rustic charm and flickering lanterns, seemed like the perfect refuge. Little did Rei know that her stay at the inn would unravel the mysteries hidden within its ancient walls.
Upon her arrival, Rei was greeted by the inn's elderly proprietress, Eiko, a woman whose weathered features and deep knowledge of the village's history hinted at a deeper connection to the inn's haunting past.
As Rei settled into her room, the oppressive atmosphere within the inn became palpable. Shadows seemed to dance in the corners of her vision, and strange, ghostly whispers echoed in the corridors. Unbeknownst to her, Rei had become a pawn in a centuries-old battle between the inn and the vengeful spirits that resided within.
In the dead of night, Rei awoke to a chilling presence at her bedside—an ethereal yurei, her white burial kimono flowing like a spectral river. The vengeful spirit's eyes held an insatiable hunger, and she reached out to Rei, her fingers icy and skeletal.
Rei's nights became torment as she encountered more yurei within the inn, each with their own tragic stories of betrayal, injustice, and unfulfilled desires. The spirits sought vengeance, and Rei's presence within the inn had awakened their malevolence.
Desperate to uncover the inn's secrets and free herself from the spirits' relentless pursuit, Rei sought the guidance of Eiko. The elderly proprietress revealed the tragic history of the inn—an establishment built on the suffering of countless souls who had met their demise within its walls.
Eiko's own family had been entangled in the inn's dark legacy, and she bore the weight of their deeds. Together, Rei and Eiko embarked on a journey to confront the yurei and offer them redemption, hoping to break the cycle of suffering that had plagued the inn for centuries.
In a harrowing confrontation with the vengeful spirits, Rei and Eiko unveiled the truth behind the inn's cursed history and acknowledged the pain of the souls that had been wronged. With heartfelt apologies and rituals of atonement, they sought to release the spirits from their torment.
As the first rays of dawn bathed Okuyama in a golden light, the yurei's spectral forms dissolved into the ether, their eyes filled with a mix of sorrow and gratitude. The Yurei Inn, once a place of darkness, now held the promise of redemption.
Rei departed from Okuyama, forever marked by her encounter with the supernatural. The Yurei Inn, now cleansed of its malevolent spirits, stood as a testament to the power of reconciliation and the hope of breaking the chains of the past.
"The Haunting of the Yurei Inn" became a cautionary tale among villagers, a reminder that the sins of the past could be confronted and forgiven, even in the face of vengeful spirits.
Chapter 8: "The Curse of the Haunted Kimono"
In the heart of Kyoto, where tradition and modernity intertwined, a family heirloom, an ancient kimono, carried a chilling curse that had plagued generations. A woman must delve into her family's history to uncover the origins of the curse and find a way to break it before it consumes her and her loved ones.
Chapter 8: "The Curse of the Haunted Kimono"
The kimono had always been a source of fascination and reverence within the Nakamura family. It was said to be imbued with mystical powers, protecting its wearer from harm and misfortune. But beneath its ornate beauty lay a dark secret—a curse that had haunted the family for centuries.
Emi, the youngest of the Nakamura family, had grown up hearing stories of the kimono's mystical properties and the curse that clung to it. When her grandmother passed away, leaving the kimono in her care, Emi became the latest custodian of this fabled garment.
As the years passed, strange occurrences began to plague Emi and her family. The kimono seemed to have a malevolent presence, causing nightmares, unexplained accidents, and a growing sense of dread. Emi's husband, Toshiro, and their young daughter, Yuki, bore the brunt of the curse's effects.
Desperate to protect her loved ones, Emi embarked on a quest to uncover the origins of the curse and find a way to break it. She delved into her family's history, poring over ancient scrolls and consulting with local priests and scholars.
Through her research, Emi learned of a tragic love story that had been concealed for generations—a forbidden romance between a Nakamura ancestor and a woman from a rival clan. The lovers had been torn apart by a vengeful spirit, and their love had been sealed within the cursed kimono.
With newfound determination, Emi sought out the help of a renowned exorcist, who revealed that the curse could only be broken by reconciling the spirits of the star-crossed lovers and offering them a chance at eternal peace.
Emi, Toshiro, and Yuki embarked on a journey to the ancestral shrine of the Nakamura family, where they conducted a solemn ritual to appease the vengeful spirits. As they offered their prayers and made heartfelt apologies on behalf of their ancestors, a profound sense of forgiveness washed over them.
In a climactic moment, the cursed kimono transformed, its once malevolent aura dissipating into the ether. The spirits of the star-crossed lovers, now free from their torment, appeared before Emi and her family, their eyes filled with gratitude.
As the cherry blossoms rained down upon Kyoto, Emi, Toshiro, and Yuki returned home with a newfound sense of peace and closure. The kimono, no longer cursed, became a symbol of their family's resilience and the enduring power of love and forgiveness.
"The Curse of the Haunted Kimono" served as a reminder that the sins of the past could be atoned for and that the bonds of love and family could transcend even the darkest of curses.
Chapter 9: "The Mirror's Malevolence"
In a quiet suburban neighborhood, an antique mirror with a sinister past found its way into the home of a young couple. As they unwittingly unleashed the malevolent spirit trapped within, they must confront the mirror's dark history to save themselves and their family.
Chapter 9: "The Mirror's Malevolence"
The mirror was ornate and beautiful, its frame adorned with delicate carvings of cherry blossoms. It had been left behind by the previous owner, a recluse who had passed away under mysterious circumstances. Little did Hiroshi and Aiko know that this mirror carried a malevolent secret.
As they settled into their new home, strange occurrences began to unfold. Reflections in the mirror seemed to distort, showing glimpses of eerie, shadowy figures lurking in the background. At night, whispers filled the room as if unseen voices murmured from within the glass.
Aiko, with her fascination for the occult, was the first to sense the mirror's sinister aura. She delved into research, uncovering tales of a cursed mirror that had plagued the previous owner's family for generations.
The mirror had once belonged to a vengeful spirit, a yūrei who had perished in despair. Its malevolence was bound to the glass, and those who possessed it were tormented by the spirit's relentless anger and sorrow.
Desperate to free themselves from the mirror's curse, Hiroshi and Aiko sought the guidance of a spiritual medium. Through a series of rituals and séances, they made contact with the vengeful spirit trapped within the mirror.
The spirit's story unfolded like a tragic drama—the yūrei had been a young woman in love with a man from a rival clan. Their love was forbidden, and when their secret was discovered, they had both met a grisly end. Her spirit had been bound to the mirror as punishment for her defiance of societal norms.
With the medium's help, Hiroshi and Aiko offered prayers and apologies on behalf of the mirror's original owner, seeking forgiveness for the wrongs committed against the vengeful spirit. They vowed to help the spirit find peace and redemption.
In a chilling climax, they conducted a final ritual, allowing the yūrei to pass on and find the solace she had been denied for centuries. As they gazed into the mirror one last time, they saw the spirit's reflection fade into the distance, her eyes filled with a mix of gratitude and farewell.
The mirror, now cleansed of its malevolence, became a symbol of hope and renewal for Hiroshi and Aiko. Their family flourished, and the cherry blossoms in their garden bloomed with newfound vibrancy, a testament to the enduring power of love and forgiveness.
"The Mirror's Malevolence" served as a chilling reminder that even the most innocuous objects could carry dark secrets, and that confronting the past and seeking redemption could break the bonds of even the most malevolent curses.
Chapter 10: "The Bridge to the Beyond"
In a remote mountain village, isolated from the modern world, a historic bridge served as a link between the living and the dead. When a group of travelers crossed its ancient planks, they would discover the chilling truth behind the bridge's supernatural origins.
Chapter 10: "The Bridge to the Beyond"
A group of adventurous travelers, drawn by the allure of Yamanokawa's untouched beauty, embarked on a journey to explore the village's remote reaches. Among them were Kaito, a historian with an insatiable curiosity, and Mia, a photographer who sought to capture the essence of this secluded world.
The village's centerpiece was the Akane Bridge, a weathered structure made of ancient wood and adorned with centuries-old lanterns. Its planks creaked with the weight of history, and the river below whispered tales of lives long gone.
As the travelers ventured deeper into Yamanokawa, they discovered that the villagers held a profound reverence for the bridge. It was said to be a link between the living and the dead, a place where offerings were made to appease the spirits that dwelled in the surrounding forest.
As night descended, the travelers set up camp near the Akane Bridge, its lanterns casting an eerie, flickering glow on the river's surface. It was then that they heard the sound—a mournful melody that seemed to emanate from the bridge itself.
Mia, driven by curiosity, followed the haunting tune to the bridge's edge. There, bathed in an otherworldly light, she saw a figure—a woman in a white kimono, her long hair flowing like an ebony waterfall.
The woman, whose name was Hikari, revealed herself to be a yūrei, a spirit bound to the Akane Bridge for centuries. She had once been a young bride whose love had been torn apart by a tragic accident on her wedding day. Her spirit was eternally linked to the bridge, where she waited for her beloved to return.
Kaito, the historian, delved into the village's archives and uncovered the tragic story of Hikari's past. It was a tale of love and loss, of a bride whose life had been cut short, and a groom whose heart had been forever scarred by grief.
With newfound determination, the travelers sought to reunite the spirits of Hikari and her beloved. They embarked on a journey deep into the forest, following a path laden with offerings and prayers.
At the heart of the forest, they discovered an ancient shrine dedicated to love and reconciliation. There, in a poignant ceremony, they offered heartfelt prayers and apologies on behalf of the villagers and the groom who had never returned.
As the first light of dawn broke over Yamanokawa, a sense of serenity washed over the Akane Bridge. Hikari's spectral form dissolved into the river's mist, her eyes filled with a mix of longing and gratitude.
The travelers departed from Yamanokawa, forever changed by their encounter with the supernatural. The Akane Bridge, now freed from its haunting past, stood as a testament to the enduring power of love and the hope of reuniting even in the afterlife.
"The Bridge to the Beyond" became a legend whispered among villagers, a reminder that some bonds could transcend time and that the spirit of love endured even in the face of eternity.
2024.05.17 07:26 LucidDreamsTraveler It's gonna be ok PT1 [M4F] [strangers to more] [patient listener x doctor VA] [it's gonna be ok]
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POV of VA: it's a normal consultation day, when a pretty patient arrives for a checkup... she's healthy...or is she?
Characters personality: you're a good and kind doctor, a bit funny sometimes and with a light-hearted personality.
Begins script:
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(You're ending a consultation) Ok, so just take the pills, and stay off those flowers ok?
(Funny) I know, you wanted to surprise your wife, but next time.....maybe a box of chocolates? (Giggle)
Alright... Take care.
[Door closes]
[Keyboard]
(Thinking out loud) Alright.... This goes here and ...perfect, that note is done.
(Asking your assitant) Anna?................ Send in my next patient please. Thank you.
Umm..how many more do I have for today?
(Rethoric) 2 more including this one?
(Tired) Great, I'm so tired.
Thanks Anna.
[Door closes]
(Ugh mocking) (Sigh) Today's been such a slow day...I mean, who on earth buys a huge bouquet of roses when they have such a strong pollen allergy... seriously (giggle)
[Door knock]
Come in....
(Soon as your new patient arrives you're blown away by her beauty)
(Professionally nice but blown away) Hello, I'm Dr (insert asmrtist name) and you are...?
(Reverb thoughts) Wow she's so beautiful...
(Reverb pep talk) Can it (insert asmrtist name) she's a patient you can't afford to think like that. Be professional!
(End of reverb)
(Coming back to reality) Oh umm...pleased to meet you.
Take a seat please.
[For the whole interview question part you can add a soothing keyboard sound on the back if you'd like, like you're taking notes]
(Professionally nice) So...tell me, What brings you here today?
(Rethoric) Oh, so you got a new health insurance and they gave you a free checkup at this hospital?
(Nice) Ok. yeah, it's always good to get a checkup every once in a while.
Which health insurance company did you hire?
Yeah, their health plan is very complete.
Do you have any current symptoms of any kind?
(Rethoric) Small seasonal allergy?
(Giggling) Yeah, that's very common this days, tell me about it (giggle)
Any medication you're taking for it?
(Sounds logical) Oh, that's the standard.
Any other medications?
(Rethoric) Occasional aspirin for a headache?
Ok.. that's fine.
Any relevant medical history?
(Rethoric) You got your appendix out when you were 12? Ok...
And..no chronic diseases?
Glad to hear.
Diseases in the family? Cancer, diabetes, hypertension, high cholesterol, anything relevant?
(Rethoric) Oh, your grandpa died from colon cancer 2 years ago?
(Sorry) Oh, sorry to hear.
And...how old are you?
(Giggle) I know, as a man it's never easy to ask that question, but as doctor I have to.
When was the last time you went to the doctor?
(Shocked) 2 years ago?!?!
Remember it's always good to see the doctor once a year. So I'm glad you're here now. (Seeth smile)
(Starting the physical examination) (End keyboard sounds)
(Always be calm, you want to inspire confidence to the listenepatient that there's nothing to worry about)
(Professionally nice) Alright. So I would like to start by assessing your vitals. I'm gonna check your pulse and then take your blood pressure...is that ok?
Alright... Just gonna get a feel here in your wrist...
(Wait a sec)
80... You're pulse is fine
If you would lend me your arm please, just gonna wrap the pressure cuff around.....
Alright...just relax.....you may feel some pressure while I take the measurement.
[Pressure cuff sound inflate and deflate]
75/110...
(Rethoric) Low?....
(Confident) Not really... it's said 80/120 is the standard, but it really depends on the patient, medical history, the height, the weight....so for you 75/110 is fine.
I'm gonna take a listen to your heart now. Ok?
Gonna warm up the stethoscope with my hands before I start ..
(Funny nice) You know, there's nothing meaner than a cold stethoscope (giggle). So I try to avoid that with my patients.
Alright, Just breath normally..
(Listening attentively) mmm....ok....
Could you squeeze both your hands really tight for me?, I'm gonna take another listen.
(You keep listening) mmm
Ok, relax...
Everything sounds normal.
Now I'm gonna listen to your lungs ok?
(Do not breath along you're listening) Take a deep breath for me...in ..........and out.......
Once more please...in......and out ....
Again.....in.......and out....
Last one.....in.....aaand out ....
Alright...it all sounds fine there.
Now, I'd like you lay down in the examination table so I can assess your abdomen ok?..
Alright.
There we go.
Now, I'm gonna lift up your shirt slightly, is that ok?
Ok ..
You said you haven't had any recent abdominal symptoms right?
Ok.
I'm gonna take a listen to your abdomen then..
Now, it may take some time for vowel sounds to appear, but that's normal, so you have nothing to worry about.
(Wait a few sec)
Ok, everything sounds fine.
Now I'm gonna do some percussion, this mainly requires me tapping around your abdomen to asses dullness ok?
Alright.
[You may include the abdominal percussion sounds if you'd like]
(Thinking aloud) (Something sounds a bit off but you don't wanna raise any alarms) Hmm...
Ok..
Now I'd like to palpate around your abdomen to check everything is fine...is that ok?
Ok..... Gonna start pressing here on the top center, any pain there?...people with reflux or heart burn tend to have pain around that area...
Nothing? Good.
Now pressing here on the right side...no pain?
Good.
Any pain or tenderness here on the lower area?....no?..good
Now pressing here on the left side.
(You feel a small-medium mass like 2 in big on that area and get concerned)
(Concerned) Hmmmmm.....hmmmm....
(Concerned) Any pain when I press here?
(Rethoric concerned) No?
Hmmm..
I'm gonna press a little deeper...
(Concerned) No pain when I press deeper?
Hmmmm
(Rethoric) What's wrong?
(Talking while feeling around) I'm feeling something here....
Feels like a small mass, a bit hard....
(Thinking out loud) It feels a bit irregular..hmmm
If you have any discomfort I need you to tell me please..
(She starts to stress and hyperventilate)
(Comforting) Hey hey hey, easy ok?
We don't know yet what it is... It may aswell be something simple.
Easy, I need you to calm down...
You're breathing to fast and that's gonna make you dizzy....
Deep breaths.....breath with me...in.....and out......in.....and out .....
That's it.....
(Professional) I'm gonna palpate one more time, I need you to stay calm please.
(Thinking out loud) Hmmmmm...ok.
Let's get back to the desk so we can discuss the next step.
(Wait a sec)
(Back at the desk)
(Calming her) Now I'd like to get you an ultrasound...
(She panics) Don't panic .. it's a painless procedure... And from there we'll know what's next ok?
(Rethoric) What could it be?
I don't want to jump into conclusions yet.
(Nice comforting worried) Just try to stay calm please.
Let me write you a prescription...
(Reverb thoughts concerned) I'm really worried about her...I do not like at all how that mass feels.
(Reverb feeling sorry for her) She looks so worried and no wonder....
(Reverb) Maybe I could get her that ultrasound after my last patient... I'm so tired though....I was supposed to go home and relax a bit. But poor lady..
(Rethoric) (Seeth) Curse your oversized heart (insert asmrtist name), ugh! Alright....
(End of Reverb)
(Thinking) Ummmm....
(Being nice) Look, I have only one more patient after you... If you'd like to wait... I could take you to the ultrasound room after and get the procedure done...
(Rethoric) Is it late for me?
(Lying to be nice) Nah, I was gonna do some paperwork after, but I can always do it tomorrow, so don't worry.
(Comforting) Hey, look at me....worrying is not gonna help... It could still be something benign..... so try to stay calm please?
Thanks.
(Calling your assistant) Anna?!
She's gonna wait in the waiting room until after the next patient.....
Could you please give her a tea with some honey?
Thanks.
Oh and, send in the last patient please.
(Talking to the patient again) Drink it please...the honey will prevent your pressure from falling after all that stress.
Alright.
(Voice fades away) Come in please....Hi, I'm doctor (insert asmrtist name).....
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Remember to give time between paragraphs for the listener to respond.😊
POV of VA: it's a normal consultation day, when a pretty patient arrives for a checkup... she's healthy...or is she?
Characters personality: you're a good and kind doctor, a bit funny sometimes and with a light-hearted personality.
Begins script:
FEEL FREE TO ADD AS MANY FX AS YOU'D LIKE
(You're ending a consultation) Ok, so just take the pills, and stay off those flowers ok?
(Funny) I know, you wanted to surprise your wife, but next time.....maybe a box of chocolates? (Giggle)
Alright... Take care.
[Door closes]
[Keyboard]
(Thinking out loud) Alright.... This goes here and ...perfect, that note is done.
(Asking your assitant) Anna?................ Send in my next patient please. Thank you.
Umm..how many more do I have for today?
(Rethoric) 2 more including this one?
(Tired) Great, I'm so tired.
Thanks Anna.
[Door closes]
(Ugh mocking) (Sigh) Today's been such a slow day...I mean, who on earth buys a huge bouquet of roses when they have such a strong pollen allergy... seriously (giggle)
[Door knock]
Come in....
(Soon as your new patient arrives you're blown away by her beauty)
(Professionally nice but blown away) Hello, I'm Dr (insert asmrtist name) and you are...?
(Reverb thoughts) Wow she's so beautiful...
(Reverb pep talk) Can it (insert asmrtist name) she's a patient you can't afford to think like that. Be professional!
(End of reverb)
(Coming back to reality) Oh umm...pleased to meet you.
Take a seat please.
[For the whole interview question part you can add a soothing keyboard sound on the back if you'd like, like you're taking notes]
(Professionally nice) So...tell me, What brings you here today?
(Rethoric) Oh, so you got a new health insurance and they gave you a free checkup at this hospital?
(Nice) Ok. yeah, it's always good to get a checkup every once in a while.
Which health insurance company did you hire?
Yeah, their health plan is very complete.
Do you have any current symptoms of any kind?
(Rethoric) Small seasonal allergy?
(Giggling) Yeah, that's very common this days, tell me about it (giggle)
Any medication you're taking for it?
(Sounds logical) Oh, that's the standard.
Any other medications?
(Rethoric) Occasional aspirin for a headache?
Ok.. that's fine.
Any relevant medical history?
(Rethoric) You got your appendix out when you were 12? Ok...
And..no chronic diseases?
Glad to hear.
Diseases in the family? Cancer, diabetes, hypertension, high cholesterol, anything relevant?
(Rethoric) Oh, your grandpa died from colon cancer 2 years ago?
(Sorry) Oh, sorry to hear.
And...how old are you?
(Giggle) I know, as a man it's never easy to ask that question, but as doctor I have to.
When was the last time you went to the doctor?
(Shocked) 2 years ago?!?!
Remember it's always good to see the doctor once a year. So I'm glad you're here now. (Seeth smile)
(Starting the physical examination) (End keyboard sounds)
(Always be calm, you want to inspire confidence to the listenepatient that there's nothing to worry about)
(Professionally nice) Alright. So I would like to start by assessing your vitals. I'm gonna check your pulse and then take your blood pressure...is that ok?
Alright... Just gonna get a feel here in your wrist...
(Wait a sec)
80... You're pulse is fine
If you would lend me your arm please, just gonna wrap the pressure cuff around.....
Alright...just relax.....you may feel some pressure while I take the measurement.
[Pressure cuff sound inflate and deflate]
75/110...
(Rethoric) Low?....
(Confident) Not really... it's said 80/120 is the standard, but it really depends on the patient, medical history, the height, the weight....so for you 75/110 is fine.
I'm gonna take a listen to your heart now. Ok?
Gonna warm up the stethoscope with my hands before I start ..
(Funny nice) You know, there's nothing meaner than a cold stethoscope (giggle). So I try to avoid that with my patients.
Alright, Just breath normally..
(Listening attentively) mmm....ok....
Could you squeeze both your hands really tight for me?, I'm gonna take another listen.
(You keep listening) mmm
Ok, relax...
Everything sounds normal.
Now I'm gonna listen to your lungs ok?
(Do not breath along you're listening) Take a deep breath for me...in ..........and out.......
Once more please...in......and out ....
Again.....in.......and out....
Last one.....in.....aaand out ....
Alright...it all sounds fine there.
Now, I'd like you lay down in the examination table so I can assess your abdomen ok?..
Alright.
There we go.
Now, I'm gonna lift up your shirt slightly, is that ok?
Ok ..
You said you haven't had any recent abdominal symptoms right?
Ok.
I'm gonna take a listen to your abdomen then..
Now, it may take some time for vowel sounds to appear, but that's normal, so you have nothing to worry about.
(Wait a few sec)
Ok, everything sounds fine.
Now I'm gonna do some percussion, this mainly requires me tapping around your abdomen to asses dullness ok?
Alright.
[You may include the abdominal percussion sounds if you'd like]
(Thinking aloud) (Something sounds a bit off but you don't wanna raise any alarms) Hmm...
Ok..
Now I'd like to palpate around your abdomen to check everything is fine...is that ok?
Ok..... Gonna start pressing here on the top center, any pain there?...people with reflux or heart burn tend to have pain around that area...
Nothing? Good.
Now pressing here on the right side...no pain?
Good.
Any pain or tenderness here on the lower area?....no?..good
Now pressing here on the left side.
(You feel a small-medium mass like 2 in big on that area and get concerned)
(Concerned) Hmmmmm.....hmmmm....
(Concerned) Any pain when I press here?
(Rethoric concerned) No?
Hmmm..
I'm gonna press a little deeper...
(Concerned) No pain when I press deeper?
Hmmmm
(Rethoric) What's wrong?
(Talking while feeling around) I'm feeling something here....
Feels like a small mass, a bit hard....
(Thinking out loud) It feels a bit irregular..hmmm
If you have any discomfort I need you to tell me please..
(She starts to stress and hyperventilate)
(Comforting) Hey hey hey, easy ok?
We don't know yet what it is... It may aswell be something simple.
Easy, I need you to calm down...
You're breathing to fast and that's gonna make you dizzy....
Deep breaths.....breath with me...in.....and out......in.....and out .....
That's it.....
(Professional) I'm gonna palpate one more time, I need you to stay calm please.
(Thinking out loud) Hmmmmm...ok.
Let's get back to the desk so we can discuss the next step.
(Wait a sec)
(Back at the desk)
(Calming her) Now I'd like to get you an ultrasound...
(She panics) Don't panic .. it's a painless procedure... And from there we'll know what's next ok?
(Rethoric) What could it be?
I don't want to jump into conclusions yet.
(Nice comforting worried) Just try to stay calm please.
Let me write you a prescription...
(Reverb thoughts concerned) I'm really worried about her...I do not like at all how that mass feels.
(Reverb feeling sorry for her) She looks so worried and no wonder....
(Reverb) Maybe I could get her that ultrasound after my last patient... I'm so tired though....I was supposed to go home and relax a bit. But poor lady..
(Rethoric) (Seeth) Curse your oversized heart (insert asmrtist name), ugh! Alright....
(End of Reverb)
(Thinking) Ummmm....
(Being nice) Look, I have only one more patient after you... If you'd like to wait... I could take you to the ultrasound room after and get the procedure done...
(Rethoric) Is it late for me?
(Lying to be nice) Nah, I was gonna do some paperwork after, but I can always do it tomorrow, so don't worry.
(Comforting) Hey, look at me....worrying is not gonna help... It could still be something benign..... so try to stay calm please?
Thanks.
(Calling your assistant) Anna?!
She's gonna wait in the waiting room until after the next patient.....
Could you please give her a tea with some honey?
Thanks.
Oh and, send in the last patient please.
(Talking to the patient again) Drink it please...the honey will prevent your pressure from falling after all that stress.
Alright.
(Voice fades away) Come in please....Hi, I'm doctor (insert asmrtist name).....
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2024.05.17 06:57 Moonlord8166 Fallens Solo Adventure Chapter 2. Twisted Pasts
Chapter 1 for those who missed it and are interested: https://www.reddit.com/knightposting/comments/1cleph7/the_descent_to_ascension/
“What are we looking for again?” Fallen asked Blue, they had been walking for several days now, resting every few hours due to Fallens severe injuries, which were unable to quickly heal due to his lack of food. Blue was keeping him alive but couldn’t just make protein from air.
“The spot you appeared when you got here, you don’t remember it but I do, I’ll tell you when we find it.”
“How long will that take? Chloe is probably worried.”
“Time works differently here, it's probably only been a day or two since we teleported from hell.”
“That's not an answer, Blue.”
A metallic sigh resonates through the armour “I don’t know, could be years, we have an entire moon to search.”
Fallens displeasure is visible on his face, features drawn tight. He pauses and tries, damn it he tries to remember. But nothing works, it's as if within his own mind there's a gigantic door made of pure adamantine and he’s not strong enough to break it down as a weak human… but maybe with Blue. The thought crosses his mind but he isn’t certain, nothing better to do than ask.
“Hey Blue?”
“Yes?”
“Maybe there is a way for me to remember, I’ve been trying, and I found a… door, in my mind. It's locked and there's no way I could ever break it as I am, but maybe with your help.”
“Fallen, I promised I would only link for combat, and even then its surface level, If I linked that deep I would see everything.”
“I think that's better than me disappearing for a hundred years, we just don’t tell Chloe.”
“No”
“Why?”There's a pause and the sound of an artificial breath “... You, you might get to see in my memories as well.”
“I promise I won't go peeking Blue.”
“That's not what I'm worried about, it would happen whether you wanted to or not and its just… I don’t know what that would do to your mind.”
“What do you mean?”
“Im… a lot older than you probably thought, I genuinely don’t know how having my full experiences would affect you, if it's too intense your brain might mistake it for its own experiences, making you essentially think you’re me. Also, I have a lot of very unpleasant memories.”
“I… I’m tough Blue, I’m sure I can handle it. If I kept my core self even with everything I’ve been through It’ll be fine.”
“If you break I am not telling Chloe, it’s better for her if we just vanish than to get you back physically but not mentally.”
“I’m tough remember? It’ll be fine.”
Another metallic sigh, and then he felt as if warm water was trickling around the inside of his head. In a moment he was floating in a sea of black, it took him a moment to realise he was in his own mind… wait no, I am my own mind then what is?
“It's me” He heard, but not with his ears, it was the same tone as Blue but without the metallic backing.
“How, what do you mean it's you?”
“The space around you, also, can you try and think of a wall on your random thoughts or something? You're basically mentally shouting everything you think.”
“Oh fu-” A pause of silence “Did that work?”
“Yes, now, are you feeling ok? No pain or discomfort or… not you?”
“I feel fine? Why?”
“That's… really strange, this should be causing you at least a major headache, but you’re fine.”
“Told you I'm tough.”
“If you can take this so easily you might be the toughest person alive… mentally, physically it's still me.”
“What about Al? Or the gods?”
“Pfft, just you wait till you see what I did back when I was actually trying… and at full power”
Then the blackness recedes, and is replaced with thousands, tens of thousands, then millions of moving flashing images, it takes him longer than he’d like to admit that he’s viewing memories, and he can only imagine that Blue is looking through his as well. Somehow he can view all of the memories at once, and understand them, it's as if there's a trillion of him all connected to the same core. The feeling is odd.
Once he pays full attention to the memories to try and pass the time he comes to a lot of realisations. The first one he sees is of Blue as a human woman, average height with red hair and green eyes and she’s looking in a mirror, saying something in a language he both does and doesn’t understand. Seconds later he’s looking through her eyes as she attempts test after test, all of which contain things far more advanced than he has seen before but Blue is failing. Over and over, eventually she gets deemed ‘defective’ and given one option, become a soldier. So she does, as the other option is ‘reprocessing’ which is just code for murder.
He watches her life as she becomes an extremely skilled soldier, the other humans with her seem… wrong though, all of them are more intelligent than anyone he knows, even Chloe, but they are all selfish and cruel. Someone in training falls from exhaustion and no one goes to help but Blue, when she does the wounded man looks at her with complete and utter confusion.
Her life snapshots forward to her in combat with the other soldiers, she wields a strange weapon which she simply points and pulls a button, causing a beam of black light to fire out and obliterate the creature she was aiming at, it looked like a dragonborn to Fallen, but more… Human. It had patches of skin rather than scales and was closer to the size of the average human. They were fighting with the weapons he was familiar with, sword and shield stood no chance against the humans’ weapons.
He watched as Blue worked her way through the ranks, eventually gaining the highest rank possible with her ‘deficiency’ due to her military skill and prowess. Eventually her luck ran out and she was wounded severely, a large slash to her midsection before she was blasted with a facefull of fire. After that everything went black.
She woke up feeling different, she was floating in a strange liquid and her wounds were still there, but she was somehow alive, she could feel tubes in her arm and down her throat. Looking down she saw something horrible, her legs were dissolving and then being replaced with a strange black skeletal structure, she then felt the pain. It burned like nothing Fallen had ever felt, and he’d felt a lot of pain in his life.
He watched the process as her whole body was melted and replaced with this material, the worst part was when her brain was somehow morphed into the crystal he knows of now. Then he felt them build her new body out of odd materials, adding her own old organs back in but shrunken, drained and modified into something else.
When it was finally over she wasn’t she anymore, she was it. A monster of their creation, the ultimate weapon, designed to point at gods and demons alike. Blue had no autonomy, they couldn’t even move themselves. He watched as an athletic man with cold calculating eyes entered Blue, the revulsion they felt having someone inside controlling them against their will. He watched as Blue fought with a strength he hadn’t seen before, he watched as they fought monsters that he couldn’t dream of fighting, mountains were shattered in single blows, planets were irreversibly damaged by sustained combat. He even saw Blue take damage a few times, when fighting that world's dragon god, they healed almost instantly though.
And then he saw the day they won, every god was dead, every demon slain, even the sentient embodiments of concepts had been slain and replaced with machines. Blue was still unable to do anything but comply, killing gods as if it were a chore by the end due to the skills retained and that they seemed to simply keep getting stronger.
Fallen had to take a moment to collect himself as he continued watching as Blue, having served their person, was promptly placed in a chamber and simply left for several thousand years. This time was enough for them to eventually find a flaw in their design that they abused and gained self control. Once done, they shattered their containment of adamantine and magic as if it were glass, and turned all that power on their former race.
It was a slaughter, they had created Blue to be unbeatable, indestructible, unable to escape, avoid, or defend against… and they had succeeded. Blue killed trillions, as by this point they had taken over every planet in their universe by force. Eventually there was nothing left, and Blue found the moon he was currently on, locked outside of the effects of time, and simply watched the universe burn out.
Then a new universe was born… and then it died, and again, and again, and again. Nothing changed as Blue did wander on occasion to stop the eternal boredom and solitude, but he truly wouldn't wish that pain on his worst enemy. Eventually something did change, at a location he made very clear mental notes of a rip in space itself appeared, and out tumbled… him. It was himself but he looked different, less muscular, more scholarly as he immediately cast magic to protect himself from the vacuum of space. Fallen was a little embarrassed at how easily Blue had stalked him without him realising. Then he witnessed his and Blue’s meeting from Blue’s end, before witnessing his entire life as far as he could remember from Blue’s perspective.
“I really come close to dying a lot huh?”
“Far too often, yes, medically you actually did die a few times.”
“Oh, shit, we can still talk during this? Well I found what we’re looking for, how's things on your end?”
“I… I have seen fragments of your past, whoever shattered your memory was thorough, it doesn’t even seem like they targeted any memories other than one, and it was so severe they all were affected.”
“What was the memory they targeted?”
“I can’t see it, it's locked behind something I couldn’t even break in my prime… which is terrifying.”
“I know, you really were strong back then. Why can’t you do any of that now?”
“Not enough power, as you know I run on a specialised system that uses emotion, I was powered by my entire species through implants in their heads back then, now it's just you.”
“Ah, could we-”“No, I had to completely alter my powercore in order to form the symbiotic link with you so you wouldn’t age. It still locked me out of control of myself until Chloe fixed it, but I’m not smart enough to alter it again without risking my death, and by extension yours.”
“Ah, sorry I'm not… sustaining enough?”
“Don’t apologise, you’re already somehow more productive than a million of my original people, perhaps it’s because you can feel more than them due to their lack of empathy or compassion.”
“So I have a question, why when that other guy wore you did he never get hurt?”
“There are two main reasons, the first is he was extensively augmented, his durability was likely similar to Alzoreth, and the second is I have systems to protect my user from self harm, but they take more power than we produce now.”
“Is there a way for me to produce more power?”
There's a long pause, Blue is clearly hesitant on this. “Yes, but we aren’t doing it unless it’s life and death.”
“Why?”
“The process where I produce power is, in essence, me taking your emotions, using them in a complex system even I don’t understand, and then putting them back. It happens autonomously and is so quick neither of us can actually comprehend it. However, If I chose to not give those emotions back it would probably multiply the power created by a factor of ten. But during this time you would be emotionless, so we don’t do it unless there's literally no other option.”
“Agreed, let's see it then.”
Fallen and Blue continue their walk, Fallen moving one leg and Blue the other as they approach the location Fallen arrived. The walk takes several days with a rest every few hours for the sake of Fallens health, Blue suggests they rest longer each time but Fallen refuses.
Once they reach the arrival point it is rather obvious, there is a strange distortion in the air where Fallen arrived. It seems… wrong, and Blue is unable to perceive it.
“You’re telling me you don’t see that?!” Fallen exclaims as they near, with Blue adamantly stating nothing is there.
“There's nothing there to see! I have sensors that detect things completely imperceptible, but there's nothing there… wait.” They pause for a few seconds and halt all movement. “There's nothing there, I mean no light, no sound, no heat, no energy… just nothing. That's impossible!”
“I can see something, it's like the air… blurs a bit, it hurts to look at.”
“How much pain?”
“A seven” which is horrifying considering Fallen considers his mangled arm and leg to be a three.
“Shit… so what are we going to do about it?”
“Touch it.”
“Are you crazy?”
“Probably”
Then everything went black for Fallen, as Blue finds themselves suddenly empty, Fallen having reached out and touched the anomaly.
“Fallen?! FALLEN!!!”
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“What are we looking for again?” Fallen asked Blue, they had been walking for several days now, resting every few hours due to Fallens severe injuries, which were unable to quickly heal due to his lack of food. Blue was keeping him alive but couldn’t just make protein from air.
“The spot you appeared when you got here, you don’t remember it but I do, I’ll tell you when we find it.”
“How long will that take? Chloe is probably worried.”
“Time works differently here, it's probably only been a day or two since we teleported from hell.”
“That's not an answer, Blue.”
A metallic sigh resonates through the armour “I don’t know, could be years, we have an entire moon to search.”
Fallens displeasure is visible on his face, features drawn tight. He pauses and tries, damn it he tries to remember. But nothing works, it's as if within his own mind there's a gigantic door made of pure adamantine and he’s not strong enough to break it down as a weak human… but maybe with Blue. The thought crosses his mind but he isn’t certain, nothing better to do than ask.
“Hey Blue?”
“Yes?”
“Maybe there is a way for me to remember, I’ve been trying, and I found a… door, in my mind. It's locked and there's no way I could ever break it as I am, but maybe with your help.”
“Fallen, I promised I would only link for combat, and even then its surface level, If I linked that deep I would see everything.”
“I think that's better than me disappearing for a hundred years, we just don’t tell Chloe.”
“No”
“Why?”There's a pause and the sound of an artificial breath “... You, you might get to see in my memories as well.”
“I promise I won't go peeking Blue.”
“That's not what I'm worried about, it would happen whether you wanted to or not and its just… I don’t know what that would do to your mind.”
“What do you mean?”
“Im… a lot older than you probably thought, I genuinely don’t know how having my full experiences would affect you, if it's too intense your brain might mistake it for its own experiences, making you essentially think you’re me. Also, I have a lot of very unpleasant memories.”
“I… I’m tough Blue, I’m sure I can handle it. If I kept my core self even with everything I’ve been through It’ll be fine.”
“If you break I am not telling Chloe, it’s better for her if we just vanish than to get you back physically but not mentally.”
“I’m tough remember? It’ll be fine.”
Another metallic sigh, and then he felt as if warm water was trickling around the inside of his head. In a moment he was floating in a sea of black, it took him a moment to realise he was in his own mind… wait no, I am my own mind then what is?
“It's me” He heard, but not with his ears, it was the same tone as Blue but without the metallic backing.
“How, what do you mean it's you?”
“The space around you, also, can you try and think of a wall on your random thoughts or something? You're basically mentally shouting everything you think.”
“Oh fu-” A pause of silence “Did that work?”
“Yes, now, are you feeling ok? No pain or discomfort or… not you?”
“I feel fine? Why?”
“That's… really strange, this should be causing you at least a major headache, but you’re fine.”
“Told you I'm tough.”
“If you can take this so easily you might be the toughest person alive… mentally, physically it's still me.”
“What about Al? Or the gods?”
“Pfft, just you wait till you see what I did back when I was actually trying… and at full power”
Then the blackness recedes, and is replaced with thousands, tens of thousands, then millions of moving flashing images, it takes him longer than he’d like to admit that he’s viewing memories, and he can only imagine that Blue is looking through his as well. Somehow he can view all of the memories at once, and understand them, it's as if there's a trillion of him all connected to the same core. The feeling is odd.
Once he pays full attention to the memories to try and pass the time he comes to a lot of realisations. The first one he sees is of Blue as a human woman, average height with red hair and green eyes and she’s looking in a mirror, saying something in a language he both does and doesn’t understand. Seconds later he’s looking through her eyes as she attempts test after test, all of which contain things far more advanced than he has seen before but Blue is failing. Over and over, eventually she gets deemed ‘defective’ and given one option, become a soldier. So she does, as the other option is ‘reprocessing’ which is just code for murder.
He watches her life as she becomes an extremely skilled soldier, the other humans with her seem… wrong though, all of them are more intelligent than anyone he knows, even Chloe, but they are all selfish and cruel. Someone in training falls from exhaustion and no one goes to help but Blue, when she does the wounded man looks at her with complete and utter confusion.
Her life snapshots forward to her in combat with the other soldiers, she wields a strange weapon which she simply points and pulls a button, causing a beam of black light to fire out and obliterate the creature she was aiming at, it looked like a dragonborn to Fallen, but more… Human. It had patches of skin rather than scales and was closer to the size of the average human. They were fighting with the weapons he was familiar with, sword and shield stood no chance against the humans’ weapons.
He watched as Blue worked her way through the ranks, eventually gaining the highest rank possible with her ‘deficiency’ due to her military skill and prowess. Eventually her luck ran out and she was wounded severely, a large slash to her midsection before she was blasted with a facefull of fire. After that everything went black.
She woke up feeling different, she was floating in a strange liquid and her wounds were still there, but she was somehow alive, she could feel tubes in her arm and down her throat. Looking down she saw something horrible, her legs were dissolving and then being replaced with a strange black skeletal structure, she then felt the pain. It burned like nothing Fallen had ever felt, and he’d felt a lot of pain in his life.
He watched the process as her whole body was melted and replaced with this material, the worst part was when her brain was somehow morphed into the crystal he knows of now. Then he felt them build her new body out of odd materials, adding her own old organs back in but shrunken, drained and modified into something else.
When it was finally over she wasn’t she anymore, she was it. A monster of their creation, the ultimate weapon, designed to point at gods and demons alike. Blue had no autonomy, they couldn’t even move themselves. He watched as an athletic man with cold calculating eyes entered Blue, the revulsion they felt having someone inside controlling them against their will. He watched as Blue fought with a strength he hadn’t seen before, he watched as they fought monsters that he couldn’t dream of fighting, mountains were shattered in single blows, planets were irreversibly damaged by sustained combat. He even saw Blue take damage a few times, when fighting that world's dragon god, they healed almost instantly though.
And then he saw the day they won, every god was dead, every demon slain, even the sentient embodiments of concepts had been slain and replaced with machines. Blue was still unable to do anything but comply, killing gods as if it were a chore by the end due to the skills retained and that they seemed to simply keep getting stronger.
Fallen had to take a moment to collect himself as he continued watching as Blue, having served their person, was promptly placed in a chamber and simply left for several thousand years. This time was enough for them to eventually find a flaw in their design that they abused and gained self control. Once done, they shattered their containment of adamantine and magic as if it were glass, and turned all that power on their former race.
It was a slaughter, they had created Blue to be unbeatable, indestructible, unable to escape, avoid, or defend against… and they had succeeded. Blue killed trillions, as by this point they had taken over every planet in their universe by force. Eventually there was nothing left, and Blue found the moon he was currently on, locked outside of the effects of time, and simply watched the universe burn out.
Then a new universe was born… and then it died, and again, and again, and again. Nothing changed as Blue did wander on occasion to stop the eternal boredom and solitude, but he truly wouldn't wish that pain on his worst enemy. Eventually something did change, at a location he made very clear mental notes of a rip in space itself appeared, and out tumbled… him. It was himself but he looked different, less muscular, more scholarly as he immediately cast magic to protect himself from the vacuum of space. Fallen was a little embarrassed at how easily Blue had stalked him without him realising. Then he witnessed his and Blue’s meeting from Blue’s end, before witnessing his entire life as far as he could remember from Blue’s perspective.
“I really come close to dying a lot huh?”
“Far too often, yes, medically you actually did die a few times.”
“Oh, shit, we can still talk during this? Well I found what we’re looking for, how's things on your end?”
“I… I have seen fragments of your past, whoever shattered your memory was thorough, it doesn’t even seem like they targeted any memories other than one, and it was so severe they all were affected.”
“What was the memory they targeted?”
“I can’t see it, it's locked behind something I couldn’t even break in my prime… which is terrifying.”
“I know, you really were strong back then. Why can’t you do any of that now?”
“Not enough power, as you know I run on a specialised system that uses emotion, I was powered by my entire species through implants in their heads back then, now it's just you.”
“Ah, could we-”“No, I had to completely alter my powercore in order to form the symbiotic link with you so you wouldn’t age. It still locked me out of control of myself until Chloe fixed it, but I’m not smart enough to alter it again without risking my death, and by extension yours.”
“Ah, sorry I'm not… sustaining enough?”
“Don’t apologise, you’re already somehow more productive than a million of my original people, perhaps it’s because you can feel more than them due to their lack of empathy or compassion.”
“So I have a question, why when that other guy wore you did he never get hurt?”
“There are two main reasons, the first is he was extensively augmented, his durability was likely similar to Alzoreth, and the second is I have systems to protect my user from self harm, but they take more power than we produce now.”
“Is there a way for me to produce more power?”
There's a long pause, Blue is clearly hesitant on this. “Yes, but we aren’t doing it unless it’s life and death.”
“Why?”
“The process where I produce power is, in essence, me taking your emotions, using them in a complex system even I don’t understand, and then putting them back. It happens autonomously and is so quick neither of us can actually comprehend it. However, If I chose to not give those emotions back it would probably multiply the power created by a factor of ten. But during this time you would be emotionless, so we don’t do it unless there's literally no other option.”
“Agreed, let's see it then.”
Fallen and Blue continue their walk, Fallen moving one leg and Blue the other as they approach the location Fallen arrived. The walk takes several days with a rest every few hours for the sake of Fallens health, Blue suggests they rest longer each time but Fallen refuses.
Once they reach the arrival point it is rather obvious, there is a strange distortion in the air where Fallen arrived. It seems… wrong, and Blue is unable to perceive it.
“You’re telling me you don’t see that?!” Fallen exclaims as they near, with Blue adamantly stating nothing is there.
“There's nothing there to see! I have sensors that detect things completely imperceptible, but there's nothing there… wait.” They pause for a few seconds and halt all movement. “There's nothing there, I mean no light, no sound, no heat, no energy… just nothing. That's impossible!”
“I can see something, it's like the air… blurs a bit, it hurts to look at.”
“How much pain?”
“A seven” which is horrifying considering Fallen considers his mangled arm and leg to be a three.
“Shit… so what are we going to do about it?”
“Touch it.”
“Are you crazy?”
“Probably”
Then everything went black for Fallen, as Blue finds themselves suddenly empty, Fallen having reached out and touched the anomaly.
“Fallen?! FALLEN!!!”
2024.05.17 06:44 Altruistic-Ad-986 It’s back.
I’ve been having a lot of anxiety over my cat’s health. She’s been doing better, so I was finally calming. The last couple of days she has been eating less, even though she’s acting pretty normal. But I’ve panicked. Again. As hard as I tried not to fall back… here I am, I hate this so much. She has a vet appointment in a week. But… I just can’t handle it if I can’t fix it. My whole body is tense. It’s hard to take a deep breath. I’m tired, but have nightmares if I manage to sleep. I have chills and cold sweats. My whole body hurts. I just… want my baby to be okay.
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2024.05.17 06:41 Leading-Secret-9933 Fourth story (scroll down if you don't know what im yappin about)
Unrequited love. What the hell’s the deal with it? When you think about it, a lotta bad shit goes down because of the stuff. A dude can spend years fantasizing about some relationship with the girl he’s got the hots for, even though the number of interactions with said girl can be counted on a single hand. Oh, and of course chicks can have unrequited love as well, but since the only knowledge I have of the way teenage girls think comes from the 50+ rom-com anime I’ve got under my belt, I’d take my own insight on the matter with a grain of salt. Wait, what was the point of me writing this again? Oh yeah. My nutjob of a therapist that my parents hooked me up with said it’d help to “write down my feelings” or whatever to “figure myself out”. Well, he’s chill enough to talk to and it is his job to diagnose me and all that to figure out if I've got mental issues, so I guess I can humor the dude. Also my parents won’t let me quit till they're satisfied either, so I don’t really have a choice in the matter. Anyway, I figured the best way to do this is gonna be me just writing my thoughts down as I go along, so, yeah, here I go I guess. So let’s figure this shit out.
Alright. I guess the best place to start would be right around when the monotony broke. I call it the ‘monotony’ cause’ that’s what it was. Every morning I’d walk to school in the typically freezing weather (it’s cold for like 75% of the school year where I live) drag myself through my courses while cracking jokes about how shitty my grades are, I’d struggle through my daily schedule and then come home to binge like 10-12 hours of anime. Yeah. Struggle bus.
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Alright. I guess the best place to start would be right around when the monotony broke. I call it the ‘monotony’ cause’ that’s what it was. Every morning I’d walk to school in the typically freezing weather (it’s cold for like 75% of the school year where I live) drag myself through my courses while cracking jokes about how shitty my grades are, I’d struggle through my daily schedule and then come home to binge like 10-12 hours of anime. Yeah. Struggle bus.
2024.05.17 06:18 moonlitlurker Am I (25f) the AH for wanting to cut off or reduce contact with my (50f) mom
I'm gonna try to keep this as short as I can but I've been thinking about this for 5 years so if you can stick with me I'd really appreciate it.
For some background, I ran away when I was 19 a few states away. Out of a huge family I only stay in touch with my mom and (27M) brother. (I can't talk to my brother about this, he's cut her out of his life and I'm respecting that) I always hated my families drama, how they all handled the drama and always knew there were happier people out there. I found my people. I'm much happier being away from all the chaos.
My mom's been through alot. And understandably has issues from it all. Her mom, my grandma, allowed her to be abused as a child by an ex husband. My mom grew up and had my brother then me. My brothers dad abused her while pregnant (and in the hospital after giving labor) then ghosted her and my brother. Then came my dad who put all 3 of us through hell. He fought for full custody for no reason. She knew he was abusing me and couldnt legally do anything about it. He put awful, I mean AWFUL lies in my head about my mom and brother. I acted shitty towards her in my middle school years before realizing the difference between the lies and reality. So she's had it rough for a long time.
So now, I've been getting to know her with my adult perspective. I want to keep her in my life but every time I'm done talking with her I want to repeatedly knock my head on a wall. She just won't let go of anything from the past. Constantly venting about stuff from 20 years ago. Still getting into screaming matches with family. Today she yelled at her grandma that's almost 100 years old. This 100 year old lady watched her get badly abused as a child and turned away while it happened so I understand her anger, but come on! My mom takes the smallest injury to insane lengths and goes from doctor to doctor till she finds one that will do surgery and let her turn a small thing into a huge life threatening thing. Then gets mad at everyone who didn't visit her enough or call her enough during her time of need after she's "done so much for everyone else". She doesn't direct this guilt towards me, she knows I'll be straightforward and blunt. I just get to hear her vents about everyone else. I do try to get her to stop venting and working herself up. I tell her it's not healthy and she agrees but she doesn't know how to converse about something more light. I'll direct the conversation to something simple and she WILL figure out how to get worked up or negative. I've offered to help her, I told her to move in with me rent free. But the cold weather in my state is "too much for her". Then tries to guilt trip everyone else saying "I can't believe so and so won't help me! I'm almost homeless"... she has a $40,000 car and probably the same amount in credit card debt... the worst moment I had with her recently was when I was pregnant and 4 days past my due date. Mom was visiting to be here for my labor and I was nervous about about labor and just trying to relax. One of moms friends called her to vent about something "at a bad time" so my mom screamed at her in front of me. I was mouthing "hang up" and "lower your voice". Mom finished the call screaming "thanks for stressing my pregnant daughter out". Idk, I feel like she could have not answered the call, excused herself to let her friend vent, or simply not screamed...
Maybe it's because I decided to cut all toxic people out of my life I've spoiled my self with it a bit. I know some people in your life will give you a headache and family is important. I just have a really hard time calming down after I contact her and if I don't contact her no one else will. She's pushed everyone away. I feel bad for her but am also excruciatingly annoyed with her. Now that I have a daughter, I don't want her growing up with a grandma like this. I have a certain way I want to describe my side of the family and my childhood to my daughter when she's ready. I dont want her hearing grandmas insane version. I don't want my daughter to feel bad for her grandma and try to help only to hear "no one helps me, no one cares about me". I definitely don't want my daughter hearing grandmas screaming trantrums.
Am I the AH for wanting to cut off or reduce contact with my mom?
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For some background, I ran away when I was 19 a few states away. Out of a huge family I only stay in touch with my mom and (27M) brother. (I can't talk to my brother about this, he's cut her out of his life and I'm respecting that) I always hated my families drama, how they all handled the drama and always knew there were happier people out there. I found my people. I'm much happier being away from all the chaos.
My mom's been through alot. And understandably has issues from it all. Her mom, my grandma, allowed her to be abused as a child by an ex husband. My mom grew up and had my brother then me. My brothers dad abused her while pregnant (and in the hospital after giving labor) then ghosted her and my brother. Then came my dad who put all 3 of us through hell. He fought for full custody for no reason. She knew he was abusing me and couldnt legally do anything about it. He put awful, I mean AWFUL lies in my head about my mom and brother. I acted shitty towards her in my middle school years before realizing the difference between the lies and reality. So she's had it rough for a long time.
So now, I've been getting to know her with my adult perspective. I want to keep her in my life but every time I'm done talking with her I want to repeatedly knock my head on a wall. She just won't let go of anything from the past. Constantly venting about stuff from 20 years ago. Still getting into screaming matches with family. Today she yelled at her grandma that's almost 100 years old. This 100 year old lady watched her get badly abused as a child and turned away while it happened so I understand her anger, but come on! My mom takes the smallest injury to insane lengths and goes from doctor to doctor till she finds one that will do surgery and let her turn a small thing into a huge life threatening thing. Then gets mad at everyone who didn't visit her enough or call her enough during her time of need after she's "done so much for everyone else". She doesn't direct this guilt towards me, she knows I'll be straightforward and blunt. I just get to hear her vents about everyone else. I do try to get her to stop venting and working herself up. I tell her it's not healthy and she agrees but she doesn't know how to converse about something more light. I'll direct the conversation to something simple and she WILL figure out how to get worked up or negative. I've offered to help her, I told her to move in with me rent free. But the cold weather in my state is "too much for her". Then tries to guilt trip everyone else saying "I can't believe so and so won't help me! I'm almost homeless"... she has a $40,000 car and probably the same amount in credit card debt... the worst moment I had with her recently was when I was pregnant and 4 days past my due date. Mom was visiting to be here for my labor and I was nervous about about labor and just trying to relax. One of moms friends called her to vent about something "at a bad time" so my mom screamed at her in front of me. I was mouthing "hang up" and "lower your voice". Mom finished the call screaming "thanks for stressing my pregnant daughter out". Idk, I feel like she could have not answered the call, excused herself to let her friend vent, or simply not screamed...
Maybe it's because I decided to cut all toxic people out of my life I've spoiled my self with it a bit. I know some people in your life will give you a headache and family is important. I just have a really hard time calming down after I contact her and if I don't contact her no one else will. She's pushed everyone away. I feel bad for her but am also excruciatingly annoyed with her. Now that I have a daughter, I don't want her growing up with a grandma like this. I have a certain way I want to describe my side of the family and my childhood to my daughter when she's ready. I dont want her hearing grandmas insane version. I don't want my daughter to feel bad for her grandma and try to help only to hear "no one helps me, no one cares about me". I definitely don't want my daughter hearing grandmas screaming trantrums.
Am I the AH for wanting to cut off or reduce contact with my mom?
2024.05.17 06:00 Choice_Evidence1983 My son [19M] filed harassment charges against me and my husband because we were making him go to college
I am NOT OOP, OOP is u/MentalPlatypus5193
Originally posted to AITAH
My son [19M] filed harassment charges against me and my husband because we were making him go to college
Original Post: April 28, 2024
Me and my son moved to US last year. I was a single mom for 16 yrs before I met and then married my husband. I saved up money so he can go to college. Where I came from, college is very important. We moved to a small town and my son found new friends. These friends in my opinion were not a good influence. I am used to polite and academically oriented kids back home. These new friends of his make fun of his books and his plans of going to college.
Before his HS graduation, me and my husband took him to several unis in the state so he could get a feel for which one he would like to go to. Then after he graduated from HS, I told him I have about $20k saved up for college. He said it is not going to fit because tuition is pretty expensive nowadays. I suggested he can just go to a community college 20 mins away and live at home to save money. He agreed and I gave him access to the fund (joint account).
Long story short, he did not enroll himself and instead started partying a lot and used the money on expensive dates with his gf. He moved out and stopped talking to me. I worked hard to save that up for more than a decade and I am upset that he wasted it in less than a year. Me and my husband went to his place and asked that he pay me back since it is specifically for college and not "fun money".
He called the police and filed harassment charges. I told the police to review the cctv footage because the whole time I was talking to him through his ring cam, I was calm and reasonable and my husband was just standing behind me not saying anything. I was outside the door talking, he never even opened the door to talk to me face to face. The police said there's nothing he can do if my son and his gf felt "harrassed", he can file a restraining order if he wants to.
Back home, this is unforgivable to treat your parent like this. But here in US, I was treated almost like a criminal. My sister in law said it is my fault for confronting him and that the money is his to spend since I made him a joint account owner. Am I wrong?
Edit: People cursing me because I said something about wanting to throw my chancla on my son's face, to be clear I have never laid my hands or my flip flops on him ever. But after what he did, my intrusive thoughts wants me to throw it but of course I won't. If he called the cops on me just because I want to talk to him, what more if I threw my flip flops on his face??
His relationship with me before moving to US was fine. He knew my struggle as a single mom and he always try to help me around the house. I was not strict at all he was free to go out with friends anytime. He was even thrilled to have a father figure and my husband always try to make him feel included in everything.
Relevant Comments
ManufacturerAny835: Lesson learned never give someone access to money unless you’re ok with them running away with it
2workigo: The money is gone. And since he was a joint account holder and a legal adult, there’s nothing to be done except refuse to help him financially anymore. Let him figure it out on his own from now on. The friends he had will likely drift away now that he no longer has a fat bank account to fund their party lifestyle.
Update: May 10, 2024
Update on this post
I still have not heard from my son and I don't expect him to reach out. But his gf's mother has called me asking if my house is still open to him. I asked her why, it turns out he hasn't paid his share of the last month's rent and his gf had to pay it for him.
I said it is not my problem and he is not welcome anymore in my house since he is an adult. The gf's mom said "what kind of mother would not extend help to his teenage son?". She further insulted me and said now she knows why he left me.
At this point I really don't care anymore. I tried to help him get a good start in life but he wasted it. Aside from the $20k, he lived rent free in the house, free food, free phone, car, gas money, and I pay all the utility bills and his health insurance. All I asked is that he focus on his studies. Finish at least an associate's degree so he can get a decent job and be fully independent from me asap.
For some who asked why college is so important to me, as an immigrant, we are held under certain standards. We have to prove to USCIS that we will not become a public charge -- meaning we won't rely on any government aid. I want him to be able to be a good immigrant and become productive. I don't even know if he can become a citizen if he makes below poverty income. I was just trying to make sure he gets to live a good life.
Some of you asked if he even wanted go to to college. Back when we were in our home country, he begged me to pls send him to college no matter what.
P.S. The harrassment charge was closed for lack of evidence of harrassment, a lot of what he said were lies.
Edit: Another thing that gave me chills was when he moved out it was the middle of the night and me and my husband were both asleep. My son left the front door hanging open (I saw it in the camera). We live in a small town but there's a lot of crime in our area, someone could have gone in and done something bad.
Relevant Comments
uarstar: Isn’t your son 18? So you not charging him rent and covering his expenses is literally your duty as a parent.
SnooWords4839: His GF's mom has no right to bitch you out.
Your son left, spend his college fund and now has to figure out how to adult.
You do not owe him anything at this point.
bluedreamer62: Some people just have to learn the hard way, his gf probably had a good time with him spending his college fund now 5hat it’s gone the fun is over. So comes the reality.
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Originally posted to AITAH
My son [19M] filed harassment charges against me and my husband because we were making him go to college
Me and my son moved to US last year. I was a single mom for 16 yrs before I met and then married my husband. I saved up money so he can go to college. Where I came from, college is very important. We moved to a small town and my son found new friends. These friends in my opinion were not a good influence. I am used to polite and academically oriented kids back home. These new friends of his make fun of his books and his plans of going to college.
Before his HS graduation, me and my husband took him to several unis in the state so he could get a feel for which one he would like to go to. Then after he graduated from HS, I told him I have about $20k saved up for college. He said it is not going to fit because tuition is pretty expensive nowadays. I suggested he can just go to a community college 20 mins away and live at home to save money. He agreed and I gave him access to the fund (joint account).
Long story short, he did not enroll himself and instead started partying a lot and used the money on expensive dates with his gf. He moved out and stopped talking to me. I worked hard to save that up for more than a decade and I am upset that he wasted it in less than a year. Me and my husband went to his place and asked that he pay me back since it is specifically for college and not "fun money".
He called the police and filed harassment charges. I told the police to review the cctv footage because the whole time I was talking to him through his ring cam, I was calm and reasonable and my husband was just standing behind me not saying anything. I was outside the door talking, he never even opened the door to talk to me face to face. The police said there's nothing he can do if my son and his gf felt "harrassed", he can file a restraining order if he wants to.
Back home, this is unforgivable to treat your parent like this. But here in US, I was treated almost like a criminal. My sister in law said it is my fault for confronting him and that the money is his to spend since I made him a joint account owner. Am I wrong?
Edit: People cursing me because I said something about wanting to throw my chancla on my son's face, to be clear I have never laid my hands or my flip flops on him ever. But after what he did, my intrusive thoughts wants me to throw it but of course I won't. If he called the cops on me just because I want to talk to him, what more if I threw my flip flops on his face??
His relationship with me before moving to US was fine. He knew my struggle as a single mom and he always try to help me around the house. I was not strict at all he was free to go out with friends anytime. He was even thrilled to have a father figure and my husband always try to make him feel included in everything.
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ManufacturerAny835: Lesson learned never give someone access to money unless you’re ok with them running away with it
OOP: He was a good boy before moving here. I thought he knew my struggles and how much I sacrificed to save money. I just thought he would never betray me like this.dingdongsbtchs: Honestly I think a lot of parents don’t realize the depth of their children and forget that just because you think of them as one way doesn’t mean they don’t have other layers that can make them a different person. Sadly your son has found some less than savory friends to surround himself with and now he has to live with the decision he made. I honestly wouldn’t offer help for university again and would leave communication up to him. Also has there been any questions or discussion of potential drug use??
OOP: I don't know of any drug issue but since he did this to me, I am thinking maybe he has started doing drugs?Top Comments
2workigo: The money is gone. And since he was a joint account holder and a legal adult, there’s nothing to be done except refuse to help him financially anymore. Let him figure it out on his own from now on. The friends he had will likely drift away now that he no longer has a fat bank account to fund their party lifestyle.
Update: May 10, 2024
Update on this post
I still have not heard from my son and I don't expect him to reach out. But his gf's mother has called me asking if my house is still open to him. I asked her why, it turns out he hasn't paid his share of the last month's rent and his gf had to pay it for him.
I said it is not my problem and he is not welcome anymore in my house since he is an adult. The gf's mom said "what kind of mother would not extend help to his teenage son?". She further insulted me and said now she knows why he left me.
At this point I really don't care anymore. I tried to help him get a good start in life but he wasted it. Aside from the $20k, he lived rent free in the house, free food, free phone, car, gas money, and I pay all the utility bills and his health insurance. All I asked is that he focus on his studies. Finish at least an associate's degree so he can get a decent job and be fully independent from me asap.
For some who asked why college is so important to me, as an immigrant, we are held under certain standards. We have to prove to USCIS that we will not become a public charge -- meaning we won't rely on any government aid. I want him to be able to be a good immigrant and become productive. I don't even know if he can become a citizen if he makes below poverty income. I was just trying to make sure he gets to live a good life.
Some of you asked if he even wanted go to to college. Back when we were in our home country, he begged me to pls send him to college no matter what.
P.S. The harrassment charge was closed for lack of evidence of harrassment, a lot of what he said were lies.
Edit: Another thing that gave me chills was when he moved out it was the middle of the night and me and my husband were both asleep. My son left the front door hanging open (I saw it in the camera). We live in a small town but there's a lot of crime in our area, someone could have gone in and done something bad.
Relevant Comments
uarstar: Isn’t your son 18? So you not charging him rent and covering his expenses is literally your duty as a parent.
OOP: 19, actually turned 20 already a week ago.Andr0meD0n: Now the only money he should get from you is coins in his cup and some cold McDonald’s fries. I don’t mind if my kids live with me forever, they just have to do something, anything.
OOP: Yeah, I just really wanted him to do something to not be considered a 'public charge' by USCIS. Community college here in my town is just $5k/25 credit hours. They offer trade programs aside from associate's. That $20k would have gone a long way considering I was paying for everything else plus allowance and his salary from a part time job.No_Scarcity8249: He didn’t live free. You were supposed to be supporting him. You doing what you are legally required to do isn’t some favor. You paying his health insurance and providing what you are supposed to isn’t something he got “free”. That is expected and required if all parents.
OOP: Most parents kick their kids out the moment they turn 18 or make them get a full time job. I continued providing for him and planned on doing so until he was able to stand on his own but since he did that he won't get any more support from me.Top Comments
SnooWords4839: His GF's mom has no right to bitch you out.
Your son left, spend his college fund and now has to figure out how to adult.
You do not owe him anything at this point.
bluedreamer62: Some people just have to learn the hard way, his gf probably had a good time with him spending his college fund now 5hat it’s gone the fun is over. So comes the reality.
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2024.05.17 05:40 enticing_ghost 29w and running a fever of 100 - when should I go to the er?
I’m 29weeks on the dot and am running a fever of 100 - symptoms are body aches, cold sweats, headache, fever.
When should I or should I go to the ER? Don’t wanna risk my baby :)
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When should I or should I go to the ER? Don’t wanna risk my baby :)