Dias de los Muertos Sabado (second draft)

I am writing this in order to warn anybody who will listen. I know people will automatically assume I am a cuck or that I am someone who has turned my back on what makes the red pill community what it is but I don’t care. Even if there is only the slightest chance someone might heed this warning, it is necessary. I find it ironic that for all of my bluster and anger it took me until my life was in danger to figure out my mistakes. Like you all, I was a member of the red pill community. … Continue reading Dias de los Muertos Sabado (second draft)

Dias de los Muertos: Lunes pt 1-3

Carter punched his younger brother in the side hard. The younger boy cried out in pain and squealed. “Hey grasshopper, we are here” Carter said while grinning like a loon. Ken, blinked the tears out of his eyes and looked around to see the fields of wine stalks that made up the vineyards surrounding his grandfather’s ranch. Ken and his elder brother Carter were going with their eldest sister Sayu to stay at their grandparent’s place for a month. Neither of the boys wanted to go, but it was important to their grandparents and so it was important to their … Continue reading Dias de los Muertos: Lunes pt 1-3

Release Schedule: Muertos

Because Halloween is fast approaching I feel that it is only right that I give the readers on wordpress a schedule on what will be uploaded in the following weeks. Currently I am working on the second draft of my longest Muertos story, in order to improve the overall quality and strengthening the characters. I cannot emphasize enough the importance of giving me feedback on my stories. Your feedback is as important as my own critical editing and I want your help making my stories better. I believe a group process might be able to give my writing its best … Continue reading Release Schedule: Muertos

Dias de los Muertos Lunes: pt 3

Before either brother could say anything they heard their sister calling them. The two boys exchanged knowing looks and proceeded to join their sister. The courtyard in the center of the temple always made Carter feel queasy. The area smelled of jasmine and other sweet odors that turned his stomach. The incense was always heavy and the entire area was dominated by many candles and elaborate candelabras. Tall statuary of various ethereal creatures and many armed humanoid monstrosities stood in the corners of the courtyard. These stone behemoths were eerie sentinels and always made whoever entered the courtyard uneasy. Sitting … Continue reading Dias de los Muertos Lunes: pt 3

Dias de los Muertos: Lunes pt 1

Carter punched his younger brother in the side hard. The younger boy cried out in pain and squealed. “Hey grasshopper, we are here” Carter said while grinning like a loon. Ken, blinked the tears out of his eyes and looked around to see the fields of wine stalks that made up the vineyards surrounding his grandfather’s ranch. Ken and his elder brother Carter were going with their eldest sister Sayu to stay at their grandparent’s place for a month. Neither of the boys wanted to go, but it was important to their grandparents and so it was important to their … Continue reading Dias de los Muertos: Lunes pt 1

Dias de los Muertos: Domingo part 2

Author’s Note If you are enjoying this mini series so far, please leave a review and any sort of criticism you feel my stories deserve. Currently one of my stories has a rough draft out on my blog. Sabado is out but will be edited and modified and if you want to help me make the story better please leave comments and let me know what you feel the strengths and weaknesses of the story are. I am very open to any and all criticism. I have my own vision for where I want to go with these stories but … Continue reading Dias de los Muertos: Domingo part 2

Dias De Los Muertos: Domingo part 1

  June 21, 2054 My Darling, Every day that I remain away from you is a horror beyond anything that I could possibly have predicted. I said I was willing to go to any lengths to procure the cure for you and I meant it, but the strain of being away from you and the children is already starting to get to me. The hot zone is nearly impossible to be in for any length of time but my CO seems to think that the terrorist cells are hiding there. It makes no sense. This area has been uninhabitable since … Continue reading Dias De Los Muertos: Domingo part 1

Dias de los Muertos: Sabado (Complete)

  I am writing this in order to warn anybody who will listen. I know people will automatically assume I am a cuck or that I am someone who has turned my back on what makes the red pill community what it is but I don’t care. Even if there is only the slightest chance someone might heed this warning, it is necessary. I find it ironic that for all of my bluster and anger it took me until my life was in danger to figure out my mistakes. Like you all, I was a member of the red pill … Continue reading Dias de los Muertos: Sabado (Complete)

Dias de los Muertos: Sabado finale

The library in my dream was even colder this time, if that is possible. This time the masked figure was waiting for me. I didn’t even try to escape this time. The figure gestured at me and I felt magnetically attracted to following it. We winded down corridors and eventually found ourselves in a massive chamber. It had a stained glass sealing with hieroglyphs and runes. It was almost comical, because they really didn’t mixed well. The walls also had carvings of chickens with multiple beaks. The word cuck was inscribed in the wall. The masked figure sniggered derisively. I … Continue reading Dias de los Muertos: Sabado finale

Dias de los Muertos: Sabado parte 6

The week afterwards was the longest week of my life. Every night I would return to that labyrinth of a library. Each time the masked figure would chase me and corner me. Every time the icy horror would seize me and I would run regardless of the fact that I actively knew I couldn’t escape. Every night eh library would have new corridors and would even have special rooms. Sometimes I would see people in the rooms having horrible things happening to them. The most common was Kristina, being assaulted by the masked figure. I would always look away and … Continue reading Dias de los Muertos: Sabado parte 6

Dias de los Muertos Parte 1-5

I am writing this in order to warn anybody who will listen. I know people will automatically assume I am a cuck or that I am someone who has turned my back on what makes the red pill community what it is but I don’t care. Even if there is only the slightest chance someone might heed this warning, it is necessary. I find it ironic that for all of my bluster and anger it took me until my life was in danger to figure out my mistakes. Like you all, I was a member of the red pill community. … Continue reading Dias de los Muertos Parte 1-5

Dias de los Muertos: Sabado parte 5

I woke up in a cold sweat and rolled out of my bed. The dream had felt so real. I could still feel those…things all over me. I went to brush my teeth and wash my face and nearly had a coronary. In the mirror, I saw the masked man. I nearly collapsed and when I looked back to the mirror I just saw my own gaunt and pale face. I looked like I had aged 10 years since last night. Get the fuck over yourself I chastised myself. After showering I went out and found myself suddenly feeling confident. … Continue reading Dias de los Muertos: Sabado parte 5