WILL WRITE
anything within rules
light gore (violence)
most genres (unless I don't like them >:( )
WON'T WRITE
gore
NSFW subjects
hateful writing (homophobic, transphobic, racist, etc)
PRICES
Biography Format - 50,000 yen starting
Backstory - 10,000 per chapter
Description - 10,000 without appends.
Misc. Writing / Non-Mentioned Request - Up for private discussion.
Writing Consultation (on its own, separate from a request consultation) - 15,000 - 20,000
additions
+ Description Appends - 5,000
+ Multi-media writing, including videos, art, excess of images, etc. - Varies
EXAMPLE WORK
Biography
Biography
Biography
Misc. Writing
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PLS COMMISSION ME I NEED MONEY AND RECOGNITION
anything within rules
light gore (violence)
most genres (unless I don't like them >:( )
WON'T WRITE
gore
NSFW subjects
hateful writing (homophobic, transphobic, racist, etc)
PRICES
Biography Format - 50,000 yen starting
Backstory - 10,000 per chapter
Description - 10,000 without appends.
Misc. Writing / Non-Mentioned Request - Up for private discussion.
Writing Consultation (on its own, separate from a request consultation) - 15,000 - 20,000
additions
+ Description Appends - 5,000
+ Multi-media writing, including videos, art, excess of images, etc. - Varies
EXAMPLE WORK
Biography
Biography
Biography
DISCLAIMER. NOT MY BEST WORK, AS AT THE MOMENT I AM LACKING IN EXAMPLES. SORRY.
The following story is an excerpt from the book "Tales of Karakura" (pages 203-205)
THE GLASS PALACE OF OCHIBA FOREST
In the forest of Itsyboshi, the great Takagi Castle stood tall, surrounded by the palaces and castles of those who came after the great mothers and fathers of Karakura. While the Itsyboshi Court resided in the Itsyboshi Forest, there was also another forest opposite to them. This was called the Ochiba Forest. At its very edge, right before the forest touched the sea, there were mountains. Upon the mountainside, the Glass Palace stood tall. Slid into the crevices of the mountainside, the palace shined as though it were a star, earning it the name of the Second Sun. Not many saw the palace's construction, nor who lived within. Not many people ever dared go inside, afraid to disrespect such a serene piece of architecture.
The palace was massive. Perhaps even larger than the Saiky Palace and the Takagi Castle combined into one. The palace wrapped around through the peaks of the mountains and contained long passages that went deep inside. Made of glass and crystal, the commoners of Karakura were unsure of how the constructors, (whoever they were) were able to build such a huge place. Some feared the place, believing it was of great religious significance. Perfects belonging to a Kami, or more sinister, a demon.
Many people have found themselves lost in the dense forest, with their minds lost just as much. Some of them end up in places they wouldn’t expect, as did the young boy Asahi. Asahi had wandered from his house in an attempt to get away from the drama of his family. The forest was serene and unchanging until this serenity was interrupted by a glow some would deem otherworldly.
He stood there before a grand staircase leading to the Glass Palace. Asahi was drawn to walk up it, as though it was pulling him along. Although the staircase was made of glass, it was as stable as thick stone, allowing the young boy to walk up the staircase without fracturing its structure. His stomach dropped as he looked up, realizing the true scale of the building. The palace, although built into the mountain, shot up into the sky.
As he stepped into the palace, he felt overwhelmed. Carved into every nook and cranny were intricate pictures and designs. Every part of the interior was adorned with decorations and numerous architectural techniques that only a skilled architect could manage. As he moved cautiously through the hundreds of hallways and passages within, he noticed statues of humans. These statues were carved from crystal, with many details cut into them. Their eyes glowed like the palace at dawn and seemed to follow Asahi wherever he moved. Something about this place was far from natural.
He kept walking on and on, each hallway adorned with scenes carved into its walls. He then stopped in front of a massive doorway that led into a grand hall. On the walls there was one massive scene. It depicted Chiharu Yamatsumi along with a group of mountain spirits fighting a tall man wearing royal robes. A tall man who sat before Asahi on a great, crystal throne.
The tall man looked upon the boy with an unreadable expression. The man’s face was of an ethereal blue, with tiny shards of glass attached to his face. The man wore a teal robe adorned with gold. He came in at a height of around seven feet and seven inches, perhaps a bit taller or shorter. His eyes were green abysses that unfurled Asahi’s body and studied his soul. This man was no mortal.
The man stood up, towering over the young boy. He bowed a bow of respect, before slowly lifting his head back up. Then he spoke, his voice sending a million thoughts through Asahi’s head. It was as though every word the man spoke was a piece of a melody so powerful that it meant everything and nothing at once.
“Hello, lost child. You have strayed from where you belong, into my intricate labyrinth. I believe your soul led you here, drawn by the glow of my palace. Now, young boy. Asahi. Do you know my name?”
Asahi looked up, shaking. This man... this... being made him uneasy. He shook his head.
“Ah. Unfortunate that they hide away all the good tales. I am Ushinawareta Mokuteki. Those who have... lost purpose, those who are lost, and those who are gone, they find me, whether it be through the sands of time guiding them in my direction, or of their own will, they find me. When they find me, I give them a purpose. I take a liking to... beauty... and... serenity. I allow the lost ones such a fate. To become beautiful. To become... serene.”
“So, tell me. Have you lost purpose, Asahi?”
The young boy stepped back in horror. What would this creature do to him? He did not want to know. He ran on and on through the hallways of the Glass Palace until he found a window. Before even looking where it went, he climbed out of the window onto the side of a steep cliff. He slowly used the jagged rocks coming from the mountainside to get down and run through the Ochiba Forest back to his home.
The next day, he returned, and there was nothing carved into that mountainside. All that was left were three shining shards of glass, lying on the ground.
The following story is an excerpt from the book "Tales of Karakura" (pages 203-205)
THE GLASS PALACE OF OCHIBA FOREST
In the forest of Itsyboshi, the great Takagi Castle stood tall, surrounded by the palaces and castles of those who came after the great mothers and fathers of Karakura. While the Itsyboshi Court resided in the Itsyboshi Forest, there was also another forest opposite to them. This was called the Ochiba Forest. At its very edge, right before the forest touched the sea, there were mountains. Upon the mountainside, the Glass Palace stood tall. Slid into the crevices of the mountainside, the palace shined as though it were a star, earning it the name of the Second Sun. Not many saw the palace's construction, nor who lived within. Not many people ever dared go inside, afraid to disrespect such a serene piece of architecture.
The palace was massive. Perhaps even larger than the Saiky Palace and the Takagi Castle combined into one. The palace wrapped around through the peaks of the mountains and contained long passages that went deep inside. Made of glass and crystal, the commoners of Karakura were unsure of how the constructors, (whoever they were) were able to build such a huge place. Some feared the place, believing it was of great religious significance. Perfects belonging to a Kami, or more sinister, a demon.
Many people have found themselves lost in the dense forest, with their minds lost just as much. Some of them end up in places they wouldn’t expect, as did the young boy Asahi. Asahi had wandered from his house in an attempt to get away from the drama of his family. The forest was serene and unchanging until this serenity was interrupted by a glow some would deem otherworldly.
He stood there before a grand staircase leading to the Glass Palace. Asahi was drawn to walk up it, as though it was pulling him along. Although the staircase was made of glass, it was as stable as thick stone, allowing the young boy to walk up the staircase without fracturing its structure. His stomach dropped as he looked up, realizing the true scale of the building. The palace, although built into the mountain, shot up into the sky.
As he stepped into the palace, he felt overwhelmed. Carved into every nook and cranny were intricate pictures and designs. Every part of the interior was adorned with decorations and numerous architectural techniques that only a skilled architect could manage. As he moved cautiously through the hundreds of hallways and passages within, he noticed statues of humans. These statues were carved from crystal, with many details cut into them. Their eyes glowed like the palace at dawn and seemed to follow Asahi wherever he moved. Something about this place was far from natural.
He kept walking on and on, each hallway adorned with scenes carved into its walls. He then stopped in front of a massive doorway that led into a grand hall. On the walls there was one massive scene. It depicted Chiharu Yamatsumi along with a group of mountain spirits fighting a tall man wearing royal robes. A tall man who sat before Asahi on a great, crystal throne.
The tall man looked upon the boy with an unreadable expression. The man’s face was of an ethereal blue, with tiny shards of glass attached to his face. The man wore a teal robe adorned with gold. He came in at a height of around seven feet and seven inches, perhaps a bit taller or shorter. His eyes were green abysses that unfurled Asahi’s body and studied his soul. This man was no mortal.
The man stood up, towering over the young boy. He bowed a bow of respect, before slowly lifting his head back up. Then he spoke, his voice sending a million thoughts through Asahi’s head. It was as though every word the man spoke was a piece of a melody so powerful that it meant everything and nothing at once.
“Hello, lost child. You have strayed from where you belong, into my intricate labyrinth. I believe your soul led you here, drawn by the glow of my palace. Now, young boy. Asahi. Do you know my name?”
Asahi looked up, shaking. This man... this... being made him uneasy. He shook his head.
“Ah. Unfortunate that they hide away all the good tales. I am Ushinawareta Mokuteki. Those who have... lost purpose, those who are lost, and those who are gone, they find me, whether it be through the sands of time guiding them in my direction, or of their own will, they find me. When they find me, I give them a purpose. I take a liking to... beauty... and... serenity. I allow the lost ones such a fate. To become beautiful. To become... serene.”
“So, tell me. Have you lost purpose, Asahi?”
The young boy stepped back in horror. What would this creature do to him? He did not want to know. He ran on and on through the hallways of the Glass Palace until he found a window. Before even looking where it went, he climbed out of the window onto the side of a steep cliff. He slowly used the jagged rocks coming from the mountainside to get down and run through the Ochiba Forest back to his home.
The next day, he returned, and there was nothing carved into that mountainside. All that was left were three shining shards of glass, lying on the ground.
Ordering
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FORUMS: here
IGN:
ORDER:
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