Chapters tagged isekai

by Ai-R

Chapter 1

> \[ AN: I intend to keep this limited to one written branch (from myself) at a time. Choices in my branches will be voted on via public poll and updated weekly to bi-monthly; the poll will open next sunday as I work on including supplementary materials and future-proofing organi...

by Ai-R

Chapter 3

►This chapter reiterates preview and then continues where it left off, but also includes a written description of Elmerelda. ►If you want new content; ctr-f and search or scroll down to the line: "Thank you!" She says, fingers tracing my hair. "We could just stay like this too,...

by Ai-R

Chapter 4

The Goddess smiles excitedly, lifting me up and pulling me tight into her breasts. "Yes! Of course, dear," and she spins around, causing my legs to fly outward from the momentum. "Oh, sorry, I'm just so happy. To think you'd like to be so close to me, to be so close to my childr...

by Ai-R

Chapter 5

Before setting out, I rested up a bit to feel less like I just sprinted a mile. Since I don't know how to fish, and lack the tools to cook or skin them even if I could get them... I ended up eating some mushrooms that smelled 'safe' to my enhanced senses. (A ??? mushroom - my gif...

by Ai-R

Chapter 6

\[ AN: Can't help but feel I might've biased the poll a bit lol. I'll have to work on avoiding that in replies. Note - the means of dispatch James has at his disposal are quite primal. This fight scene is distinctly un-sexy (I would hope). \] - - - - - - Do I intervene? What ki...

by Ai-R

Chapter 2

*'Guide. Steer. Detect, and eliminate.'* A cold, callous, and distant voice. *'Your heroic destiny awaits you. Seize it.'* Ache, but... I'll be fine. I think. Probably. That voice and that mission... really? That's all I've got to go off of? Wonderful. "And... that should do it...

by Ai-R

Chapter 2

I don't register the landing. When I wake, it's cold. I'm wrapped in a thick, warm blanket and yet what skin is bare is cold. This place is freezing - as if the window were left open-midwinter. Something scratches. The sound of a pen scrawling over paper without smoothness, alo...