As a brief introduction I would like to say that I'm really excited to tell you that I'll be writing fiction on my account on a regular basis. I always wanted to do something similar and I believe now it's the best time to do so. I will create short parts of my novel pretty often, (i hope) and i will publish them here. I hope you enjoy it and without further ado let's jump right in!

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The Tale of Zemiphus

A story by dragos0897 

In a land far far away, actually in a parallel universe, there was a boy named Zemiphus. He wasn't aware of what was going on, because he was on the edge of his mother ******. He was just born. In a shed. A thing which is really common in the ancient Olawr'ze.

Let me explain just a bit further, actually, I'll be explaining the whole time here, because you know, I'm the narrator. Anyway, Zemiphus had great power, but he was an unpolished diamond, or an unpolished baby. This sounds really bad, in a way. His mother was really keen on expensive drinks and his father was a stripper. An ancient stripper. From the beginning the things seem to be really bad, but the future of Zemiphus it's bright. Believe me.

While Zemiphus was coated with the blood from the insides of his mother he wasn't screaming like normal Olawr'ze boys do, or girls. So his mother was very worried, but not because of this, HER BOTTLES WERE EMPTY. So she rushed to the market to steal some ales (she was very poor and her husband keeps spending money on ancient drugs). So nobody was watching the baby at that time and he could die. His mother, who had a really beautiful name Zephira, instead of clearing the blood on her baby's face so he could breathe the only thing she was happy to clear is the last drop from the ale bottles. But the end is not here, it's too early to end (it's just the beginning of the novel). Guess what? The father came in. His name was Zephious, surprisingly enough. Unlike his wife, Zephious cared a lot for his baby (that's why he didn't even attend the birth) and seeing that his beloved child was on the edge of extinction at a such early age he began to cleanse his body and take care of him. Like proper ancient dads do. So he grabbed the baby, and they went to the bigger shed, which was supposed to be their home. Zemiphus' parents weren't too interested in providing their baby a proper home, but the proper ale and ancient drugs seemed to be more fit to their lifestyles.

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Friends, this is the first part of my story. I'm really excited to create more, I really LOVE to write and I would like to hear your opinion on this first first part of my story. Leave me a comment below. Thank you for reading!