Greetings Fellow Steemians & Adventurers!

My name is Oscar Ramirez, Alias Meneko, im a writter and im studying in the arts of communications to host my own shows and participate in theater among many other things that i do!

I have 22 years old, i like spicy food, i listen to heavy black metal and heavy black dubstep (the later idk if it can be called that way but i know what im talking about), i have brown hair, brown eyes, i like videogames a lot as well, i like reading and writing, i like doing excersise as well be it in a gym or in my house sometimes, i have a cute little dog named Sparky, im still developing my skills and talents, im starting to live a nihilistic way of life which is funnily one of the reasons i wanted to start posting here so that i can free myself and many things that i have inside my creative mind!

Ive studied a couple of careers but i haven't completed any yet, im now in a radio & podcast course to train my voice and find myself more work in my nihilistic life. Besides that i work with me father trying to assist him any way i can along with my brother and my cousin, ive lived so far an adventorous and wild looney tooney life (altho there were way too many tragic events so far but who cares!)

Here's a D&D Character sheet of OD&D 1980's rules to show you how i see myself statistically based on my experiences!

I like to write medieval fantasy settings, specially for Dungeons & Dragons campaigns and short stories, i also write space opera fantasy, modern world fantasy and other things, il share you an example of an idea that i wrote based on a lovecraftnian like setting that i was thinking a while back.

Survival's End Scenario 1

Caracas, Venezuela, 9:20 PM, night mass in Saint Cayetano of Thiene's church, Father Humborg is giving his prayers to god with the altar boys before going out on their nighly crime hunt, they end their praying in the white church decorated with the statues of the noble virgins of god and the holy church show windows with the tales of christ and other saints.

Archaic armor and weapons, holy books, small guns and silencers and the blessing of god is all what they need before heading out to the hellish night, plagued with not only criminals, but aberrations of darkness and followers of pagan gods, Father Humborg and his altar boys are on a crusade to let others know that the religion of the White God is the only one who shalt prevail and the only one capable of bringin true salvation.

10:30 PM. There's a blackout tonight, the starry sky, torches and lanters are the only sources of light to patrol these dark and corrupted streets. Everyone in the party is wearing mail armor underneath black cloaks so that according to Father Humborg's "We can hide in the obscure streets that are as dark as the darkness within our human and still impure hearts". The party travels through the ruined streets, many old houses and a grim silence around them, the trees seem to look more terrifying... "Bewary oh soldiers of god, ive gathered some info that there are pagan raider hideouts around this area, they've established around recently, they seem to think they mock our cunning and our fervous might..." Said Father Humborg while leading his companions down the dark road.

They stopped to rest and plan a route of action in a crossroads when the bright ligths and heavy sounds of bikes startled them, Wicca Riders with tribal tattoos, spears and shotguns started to surround the party of Father Humborg, a fierce battle starts among the dark streets with only the dim lights of the torches, the gunshots and the magic casted.

With each shot, with each hack, with each blow, the party of Father Humborg was retreating through an alley, two of the altar boys were determined to stay back and make themselves as decoys "Go Father, may the lord protect you all!" and they run fiercely. Before jumping into favela like houses that are on the area to do an escape maneuver the two altar boys were slain before the Father's very eyes, protecting their escape one of the altar boys gets impaled through three lances, spitting blood and still alive impaled he hacked through the riders who kept stabing him until he finally died of blood loss for the rider's amusement, while the other altar boy who killed two of the riders with his longsword thrusts his torch into one of the bike's gas tanks making a huge explosion that blocks the path for the Wican riders.

Injured, the party prayed for the souls of those who died "Oh father, in thy name will you take care of these noble souls who fought in your name and bring them the paradise they always cherished". They proceed to walk through the dark streets when they start noticing that shadows and other strange things are watching them, one by one, the party members start to dissapear into the darkness "Oi Xavier, this isn't funny come on show yourself!" exclaimed one of the altar boys scared. After a while of searching they notice that the walls start talking to them somehow, and strange figures and ghosts start to appear through the dark walls "IT'S THE DEVIL GOONS, SLAY THEM!".

Another run away maneuver fight starts in the alleys against creatures of unknown nature, ghosts, giant black hands, unrecognizable figures, giant faces among other things start appearing in the walls and floors of the alleys, loud screechings and cries start to get the worst of the Holy Party of Father Humborg, two of the Altar Boys start panicking and lose themselves into irrationality, one of them becomes swarmed by ghosts and gets dragged into a dark hole in the floor, the other one is dragged to one of the giant faces in the wall, the face looks at him with blank eyes and starts screaming in a loud voice while making a tragedy face, the Altar Boy feels how his skin is getting shred appart from him. "Oh lord, what is this? Please save us!" "pant pant pant The darkness is here! Is this Hell already! Oh lord the Darkness, the abysmal Darkness of the Hellish Cosmos is here!" "Im a good boy mother, please, stop this, why are you hitting me mom... MOM STOP NO MORE PLEASE!" start screaming the altar boys getting consumed by madness and irrationality. "COMPOSE YOURSELF BOYS, COME THROUGH MY GUIDE!" Screams Father Humbor before casting turning, positive energy and light spells so that his boys escape.

Only the Father Humborg and one of the Altar Boys remain, still running, still panting, hearing screams, voices, mad thoughts inserted into them "Run away run away run away, die die die die die die, return to your creator, the cosmos is the begining and the end, embrace us, feel us, accept us accept us accept us accept us, the darkness is the only way out..." One hour before dawnbreak Father Humborg and his remaining Altar Boy faced a huge creature, ocupying the whole way out of the alley, it was a monstruous figure of a humanoid upper body attached to a still beating giant heart "I am the creator of this world, the beginning and the end, you like all of the humans in this earth will return soon to me, your creator and soon will you return to the cosmos!" An endurance fight breaks out against the tired Father and his subordinate, the beating heart shoots bone spikes to Father Humborg and his Altar Boy while behind them two abominations stitched with human skin start to form while crawling towards them.

Psychic screams, blood, desperation, they both manage to survive until daybreak, Father Humborg gets surrounded what seems to be an iron maiden made with flesh and bone, trapping him inside he has a vision of the cosmos from far away of the galaxy, seeing an unimaginable creature while being dragged to an ocean filled with corpses and underwater abominations... Father Humborg then wakes up in front of the church with the Altar Boy still alive and with him, altho the Altar Boy starts to scream and make a tantrum while soaking his pants... Father Humborg survived another night in this damned city... but what about his mind...?

Scenario 1 END

I hope you liked it, i apreciate any feedback and il commit myself to post every night about any genre that i like!
Many stories will be improvised, fragments of dreams or even ideas that ive had thought through day dreaming but never written.

Have a good night everyone Happy Hunting and sweet dreams!