I was on a mission, to tell the story of me and my close group of friends, in the most fantastical way possible.

So, I created a world.

So I created creatures to fill that world.

I made twists and turns, plots and sub plots.

And like frankenstein, I gave life into this monster, and it breathed back.

At first, I was skeptical, my first two stories were doing terribly, but then the feed back started coming in... People were...Liking it?

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The positive comments fuelled me to write more, even the negative ones, they told me I could be better.

So I wrote on, I built a storyline with side-events, I raised characters for that storyline, some using my close friends as a reference. I made that monster stand, as I had made it breath, and it spoke.

Many could not understand it, but it spoke.

And before I knew it...I was half a million words in.

Over 500,000 words, in a single fiction. Even to me, that was insane. Some chapters even went up to 12,000 words alone.

The passion I put into that story is something I only felt once more, it was while writing this story, The Dragon Within.

Today, I present you all with a passion project of mine I've been contemplating for the past months.

The rebirth of that monster.

A New Breath, for Our Chaoz ; Our Reality.

And I would highly appreciate anyone that at the very least gave it a shot ^ ^