Every battlefield has its terrain. They say love is a battlefield. I donât buy it. Iâve played Battlefieldâless expensive, less demanding, and at least the objectives make sense. Alone, you can live in pizza-stained trackies without consequence. With her? Those got retired fastânow itâs morning stretches and juice masquerading as food. Turns out levelling up…
An open letter from Bardic Planet on the crimes of Webnovel against writer and reader alike. Dear Webnovel.com, I hope this finds you well. Ideally wrapped around a brick and thrown straight through your window. Long have been the nights spent scrolling through some of your finer worksâShadow Slave, Lord of the Mysteries, Reverend Insanity….
It knows when you are sleeping. It knows when youâre awake. It knows when youâve been bad or good, and if youâve been just the right amount of pathetic, congratulationsâyouâre the new chosen one. I speak not of Santaâthat red-suited pervert who watches children sleep and breaks into homes for milk-based offerings. I speak, of…