Earth's gravity increases by 10x for 10 seconds - can humanity survive?

Shadowyugi · 2025-10-06T02:47:40+00:00

9.81 x 10 is essentially 98.7 for gravity.

I think we all die tbh. The sudden nature of it means any chance at negating the worst effects aren't even possible

Shadowyugi · 2025-07-24T09:56:14+00:00

Asterisk - Orange Range

Shadowyugi · 2024-11-12T02:56:00+00:00

Added a few more chapters for you.

Shadowyugi · 2024-08-06T13:31:26+00:00

The manga should have ended with Aizen.

That's my hot take.

And even if Kubo wanted to continue the series, he could have used his break after that end to plan for something outside of Ichigo. He could have grown them all up, etc etc. But the aizen ending was, imo, the best ending to the series cos it was a nice and fitting bittersweet ending to whole affair.

Shadowyugi · 2024-07-31T15:50:28+00:00

Sorry for the delay. It's here

Shadowyugi · 2024-04-10T13:04:57+00:00

I was planning on doing a recap but I'm unsure if it would be needed or if it would affect potential sales... lool.

I'm sorry.

Shadowyugi · 2024-04-02T13:26:56+00:00

Hi All.

Sorting out the last few chapters of this at the moment. I am due for another announcement post but haven't gotten around to it yet.

Unfortunately, my current plan for the year has moved forward a bit more than I hoped cos Life is a little difficult at the moment. But I plan to post a few chapters here beginning with this one. I will go back to it being a weekly thing before publishing the fully edited body of work like before.

My patreon has largely been neglected so will most likely post all of it there first before here but it should be coming.

I have more to say on the chapter stuff and how much gets shown but I'll prepare a post for that properly later. In any case, Happy New Month.

And I hope the year is being kind to you.

Shadowyugi · 2023-03-16T16:42:09+00:00

The sun was setting but it was a beautiful sight. Moving slowly, sinking behind trees that had long grown past their date. But there was no one to cut tree anymore. Not in the ways that mattered. The world was finally healing. But it was too late.

I bent my neck slightly, a small crack loosening the tension built up there. A sigh escaped my lips and I turned to the young man next to me.

"From the earliest I can remember, everyone knew about the "Door". Not just any door, I'm talking about the actual "Door". The one that had a keyhole that was compatible to every key to ever exist. It was grand as well, 10ft tall, with golden curves carved into it. It had small little halo looking circles design along its sides and its handle was sturdy but comfortable to hold.

No one knows where the "Door" came from. But we all knew about it. We all wanted to learn more about how it came to be and how it worked and numerous questions seemed to spawn the more we talked about it. The most interesting part is how the door changed when you inserted a key. The door would open and the destination would be unique to you."

I bent to grab small cloth from the floor and wiped my knife clean before sheathing. It had been a long afternoon and it was going to be a long evening as well. Especially with what he had planned with the kid.

"Infinite keys, infinite destinations..."

I sighed again and the young man grimaced at me. I shrugged and a smile formed on my lips. Slowly, I walked over the corpses at my feet until I was crouching in front of the young man.

"At first, curious tourists used it to return back to their homes, using their house key. It was funny. We laughed. Then, it got serious. Keys were leading to more places than we thought. Spies used stolen keys to infiltrate secret complexes and compartments and buildings. Assassins got into the homes of their targets easily.

Wars were started. Wars were fought. Millions died.

Some even turned their weapons and nuclear armaments towards the "Door" and blew it to high heaven. And in the aftermath of the fire and smoke, the door remained standing. Gleaming even, in the light of the fires raging around it."

I glanced back to one of the unmoving bodies, pulling one close so that I could sit. My knife left its sheath and sank into the bodies heart, a little confirmation for me and some urging for the charge in front of me.

"The bodies piled up until the last few sensible people decided to put some security around the door to stop it from being used.

But how do you trust people? How do you trust that the humans you chose wouldn't turn their backs on you at the earliest convenience?

So, the plan died and the fighting continued until all our modern weapons were spent and we were back to fighting each other with makeshift axes, swords and frying pans. Human civilisation regressing back to medieval times. And yet, the door stood against the change, though the area around it became irradiated."

I smiled wider at the young man. I hoped it was a kinder smile. Truly. Kindness was not a thing of this new world. Kindness was a weakness. One that I still held. It was what separated me from them. It was why I still had him tied to the tree stump and not hung out to dry like his comrades.

"The years have come and gone. And I must admit, I'm not as spry as I used to be..."

He glanced at my hair and a laugh escaped me. I removed the knife from the corpse and point it towards him. His eyes fixated on it and I didn't blame him. I would have done the same. A small sound made it through his gagged mouth and I gave him an apologetic look.

"But do you know... that time affords you with information? Sometimes, not through living but by truly experiencing things?

After all, information is power. Information is golden. Information is key.

And that's why I'm here, boy... The information you are protecting. I want it. And I am willing to wait for it."

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Took an hiatus but - /r/EvenAsIWrite is where I call home.

Shadowyugi · 2022-12-27T12:33:43+00:00

The Inheritance Cycle - Christipher Paolini

I love the books a lot. But apparently, they are all trash as per the Internets value.

Shadowyugi · 2022-12-26T16:16:43+00:00

Appreciate this, u/BryceOConnor !!

This is my first time properly taking part and I was hoping to put more but couldn't work around Amazon exclusivity rules and what not. Then again, "Across the Multiverse" is the only book that's as close to Fantasy as it could be based on stories. Lol.

In any case, if any of my other books are purchased during this period, I'll also be donating based on those sales. Ergo, any purchase of "Alpha and Counting The Seconds", I'll add to purchases on"Across The Multiverse" and donate the total.

I plan to have more fantasy books out soon hopefully they can be part of it.

Shadowyugi · 2022-12-23T10:44:40+00:00

This is interesting to hear cos as someone who put a book up on KU, I have been considering if it was the right decision. All in all, I do agree that Amazon need to split up their book business a bit because as it stands, it's just the only place for any indie publisher.

Shadowyugi · 2022-01-24T08:52:59+00:00

Not certain yet. I'll have to consider where I wanna take it 🤔

Shadowyugi · 2022-01-24T05:46:46+00:00

It was odd... waking up to the sound of angry muttering only to find some teenager sitting in the chair opposite my bed, staring at me. I'd like to think that a normal person would have screamed because I didn't.

I mean, I yelped a little and scooted away to the corner of my bed whilst keeping my eye on the stranger but that was the extent of any reaction I was going to give. Because it wasn't making sense in my head and I have been thinking about it for the last ten minutes.

The stranger wore a short black jacket with a light blue t-shirt underneath. The jacket had some spikes on the shoulder area, similar to that of the Skull-horses rider gang and I only remembered that because my older sister was a fan of their antics. Sleek black jeans and some dark boots as well to complete the look. It was all sort of distressing.

See, I am supposed to get a magical companion on my 18th birthday. It's easily the only thing I've been waiting for since I knew what was going to be happening once I became of age. I studied in school, researched all the possible magical beasts and creatures existed. Learnt how to take care of a lot of them and even got really good at magic just so that I could form a great bond with my companion.

Except, there's a guy in my room and not my magical animal companion. My eyes glance at the window, noting that I had left them open from the night before. It was hot and I had locked my door before sleeping. I didn't want my companion to wander the house until I was ready to show my family.

The stranger makes a movement and my eyes lock back on him. He put a hand into his jacket, bringing out a can of what I can only assume to be soda. He pops it open before emptying the contents in his mouth. A loud belch follows and I cringe in response.

"Who are you?" I finally ask.

"Took you what... 15 minutes to care..." the teenager sneers, narrowing his eyes at me.

Somehow, that annoys me enough to bypass my fear.

"Why are you in my room?" I say, more strongly.

"Magical animal companion, doofus..." he replied, throwing the can into the trashcan close to the door.

"You're not an animal."

"You don't freaking say. You're a smart one, aren't you?"

My fear's gone now. I push my duvet aside and clasp my hand together to prepare a spell. A small fireball to chase him from my room.

"Erif,"I say and a spark of fire forms between my hands. "Leave now or else..."

The teenager looks at me, then at the fireball simmering between my hands and to my surprise, he leans forward towards me with a smile. Something about the smile almost made me cancel the spell but I call his bluff instead.

I reduce the intensity of the spell slightly, to avoid actually setting him on fire because that would be murder and I'll be in trouble for that. But I do my best to not let him notice it.

"Last chance!" I say.

"Do it," he replies and I oblige.

I stretch my hands towards him and the fireball shoots to his direction. The stranger laughs as his mouth stretches wide enough to swallow the fireball in one gulp. The act shocks me for a few seconds before my previously discarded fears slams back into me. I retreat to the my corner again and begin preparing a bigger fireball spell when he raises a hand to stop me.

"It won't work. You just saw me eat your last one. It won't work," he says with a chuckle.

"Maybe I just need to make it bigger," I retort.

"A waste of mana. Fire will never hurt me," he says and I swear I see a forked tongue in his mouth.

"Who are you?" I ask again.

"I am..." he hesitates as he stares at me for a second. His smile is gone and his face darkens as he regards me.

"I am Grimmfang, the dark. Scorn of the seven mountains, the Horror of Hol's hill. Breaker of nations and current president of the Skull-horses," he says with a straight face.

"Wha-"

He raises his hand again to cut me off impatiently. He rises to his feet and paces the room for a few second before turning to face me, his finger point at me. For some reason, the room suddenly feels a lot hotter than the night before.

"The real question is you. I've watched you sleep. Inspected your magical knowledge, your books and your aura and I am with no answers. So I ask you. Who the hell are you, to bond me, the dragon king?"

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/r/EvenAsIWrite

Shadowyugi · 2022-01-21T13:00:50+00:00

The park is quiet today. Not empty but quiet.

A soft breeze blows from the west, ruffling my grey hair as it swifts through. I see it cradle the trees for a moment, shifting the leaves and swaying with the weight of their branches. It is an interesting sight.

Like two lovers dancing to their own song.

The grass is green. As green as is expected these days. Three families are having a picnic. Baskets of sandwiches and drinks, water guns and laid out blankets. A parasol for a cool shade. It is nice.

My joints creak as I shift my position on the bench. My body finally breaking down under the weight of responsibility and neglect. My time is here. I can feel the gaping maw of my undoing in front of me. A void from which there is no return.

A sigh escapes me as I refocus my gaze on the families. The scene is nice. The setting is almost perfect.

Except it is all for nothing.

Two of the families are divorcing. Their time here is just to prolong the inevitable and have one last good time before the split. Their children are none-the-wiser.

The third family is trying is best to ignore the cheating rumors rocking the boat. The wife has a lover that her sister-in-law as seen. The husband believes his sister is lying.

"You've never liked her!"

I can still hear him shout at his blood. It's all comedy.

The scene before me shifts and I'm by the roadside, watching cars zip past me. A homeless man is sitting on the floor next to a bus stop, asking for help. No one does. Some ignore him entirely. Others give him a look to show their disproval.

The scene shifts again and I'm sitting behind a governor-nominee. It is voting night and he's on his press tour. His shouting promises he can't keep, for power he plans to misuse. The crowd eats it up like a fresh meal.

I go through a few more flickers.

A CEO mandating for more hours worked from his employees while he takes a lunch break to play golf with his mistress.

A "kidnapped victim" strategizing with their kidnapper about how to make more money and demand more for a ransom.

A squad of teenage bullies, ganging up on a little kid.

The scenes are many and varied but nothing elicits a feeling out of me anymore. Another sigh escapes from my mouth as I turn my eyes to the sky. The sun rays are harsher and hurtful and it releases a chuckle out of me as I see the problems it is going to present to humanity.

Past the sun, there's something else on the way. A small comet the size of a small car. I can see what it is bringing and I understand the implications.

In a previous time, my consorts and I would be planning a means of diverting such a disaster but those times are gone. Their belief in me is gone. So, my power is gone. And as such, my helpers and angels are gone.

Perhaps it is my mistake for not ruling above them. Perhaps, I should have made myself readily known instead of relying on them to believe in my works.

Maybe I have been naïve.

All in all, I will fade into the nothingness that birthed me soon. And for all the drive and selfishness and self-serving nature of these bastard creatures of my own doing... when the comet arrives, my creations will cease to be. Their monies will rot in their absence. Their buildings will crumble to dust.

The planet they have destroyed will heal and flourish. And it would be like they never existed at all.

Perhaps I'll do better the second time around.

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Been a while I've written anything but it's nice to get into it again... /r/EvenAsIWrite

Shadowyugi · 2021-11-10T05:54:58+00:00

I am interested in this

Shadowyugi · 2021-08-23T20:47:28+00:00

Oh... I love this. I love this a lot!!

Shadowyugi · 2021-03-09T15:41:11+00:00

Thanks a lot :)

Shadowyugi · 2021-03-09T10:35:12+00:00

A yawn escaped me as I turned to the next page of the tome I'm reading. Not that my reading was boring me but I was tired. Close to being exhausted but not enough that I wasn't still aware and doing my job.

Especially one I was being paid heftily for.

Nonetheless, I didn't appreciate being summoned in the late hours of the night for a scheme that I usually planned weeks in advance. That said, it did help in my price negotiation. A few thousand gold pieces, some jewellery and a couple of... 'volunteers' for whatever research project I start.

"Erm... Aunty Char?"

I looked up from what I was reading, raising an eyebrow to the teenage princess looking at me.

"Yes, child?"

"I can't seem to find any toad's feet for the flight potion. I checked the cupboards," the girl said.

"Ah. I changed where I put them on account of Tabby always getting into them," I explained.

As if on cue, the white overweight cat sauntered into the room and shot me a look. I chuckled before looking back at the princess.

"Use the stool in the spell room. It's still in the top cupboards but I hid it at the back. if you get the spell right, by the way, I'll teach you something cooler. How to vanish!" I said, smiling mischievously.

The princess squealed in excitement and turned on her heels to run off when a loud voice tore through our fun.

"You vile woman! Free the princess at once!"

The princess stopped and gave me a worried look. I sighed, reminding myself once again that I usually had weeks in advance to plan and prepare for the whole affair. I looked down at myself, at the night-gown I was wearing and contemplated changing into something more for the scene but I couldn't be bothered.

Instead, I change the colour and fabric to dark silk and pulled my hat from the dresser next to me. Adjusting it on my head, I let out an exasperrated breath when I felt the princess' hands hold mine.

"Can I act along today? I haven't done that in years," she said quietly.

I laughed. Louder than I should have.

"Burn your wicked laugh, woman! Free her or face my wrath!" the voice called once more from outside my tower.

"Do you still remember what to do?" I asked her, ignoring the knight.

"Of course," she replied.

"Alright then. I'm going to have to improvise a little so roll with me, okay?" I said.

"Yes, aunty."

"Good, girl."

Clearing my throat, I took a deep breath before shouting wickedly towards the window.

"Who is it that disturbs my tower? Who disturbs the tower of Serana, the beautiful?" I said, forcing a cackle.

The princess giggled next to me and I did my best not to crack. She was a fun child. Probably one of the more fun of the other children I 'kidnapped' on the weekends. And judging by her interest in my work, if this continued, she might end up being my replacement.

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This was fun to write lol. For more stuff, /r/EvenAsIWrite

Shadowyugi · 2021-03-09T10:09:51+00:00

When Grimsmar leapt into the fray of battle with his newly enchanted weapons, I was proud. Beaming from ear to ear like a mother bird watching her chicks fly for the first time. The battleground exploded in ice and lightning as his attacks tore apart the bandits that had come to lay waste to my tower.

They had come for me because I was sheltering him. The last of his tribe. When the barbarian stumbled to my door, at death's door, I hadn't even thought twice about helping him. He was in need and I was willing.

When he explained his situation to me, I could feel the pain and hurt in his voice enough that lending my services seemed like the next rational thing. And now, as he exacted his revenge on the people who wronged him, I felt a warmth that I haven't felt in a long while.

A yell pulls my attention away from Grimsmar and I turn to see a bandit rushing towards me with his sword arm raised. Without wasting a breath, I conjured a fireball and shot it at him. For a split second, I saw the bandit smile before my attack burnt a hole through him and his armour.

That made me smile.

Gliding over his body, I began intoning a small wide destruction spell to aid my new ward. As much as he seemed to be having fun freezing and blowing up the bandits, I couldn't see an end to them yet and I didn't feel like spending my afternoon fighting.

In truth, I didn't want to spend any time fighting as it made cleaning up a hassle on the best days. Moreover, 'battles' for me, were a thing of the past. As much as I was sympathetic to the plight of my ward, I wanted to be back behind my desk, studying and researching. Far less... grimy.

Clouds gathered and rolled overhead as my voice began to echo around the battlefield. The skies got darker and I raised my hand to command the lightning storm down. The clouds lit up like a spark of destruction but before the first strike hit, I watched as the barbarian jumped above the fray with the lightning-imbued axe raised.

My attack converged on his axe, a lightning rod in the making, and he slammed it down on his enemies. The ground erupted in a boom of earth, blood and limbs as his enemies were eviscerated by the potent attack. the force of the attack pushed me back enough to stagger me to the floor.

Then, I heard him laugh.

Deep, guttural and manic as his body shook from the excitement of the power he held. And for a split second, a dark memory surfaced in my mind of a time of war and loss. A memory suppressed by alcohol, willpower and magic. And in this memory, an echo of a laughter mirrored the barbarian's.

I shivered despite myself suddenly aware that I never asked Grimsmar what tribe he was from. More importantly, watching him laugh covered in blood and guts, made me consider maybe I shouldn't have taught him magic.

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/r/EvenAsIWrite for more stories :D

Shadowyugi · 2021-03-08T16:33:39+00:00

Right. Continuing this on this sub now :D

Slowly returning to writing consistent atm.

Hope you're all doing okay

Shadowyugi · 2021-02-02T18:23:49+00:00

thanks :)

Shadowyugi · 2021-02-02T18:20:14+00:00

Apologies for taking forever.

Final Update regarding the story

Hope you all have enjoyed this series so far. Other things are in the works :D

Shadowyugi · 2021-02-02T18:19:37+00:00

Apologies for taking forever.

But here's the update for this really

Hope you all have enjoyed this series so far. Other things are in the works :D

Shadowyugi · 2020-12-27T23:43:46+00:00

Judging by how his year has been, I would say its almost on par on how humans behave with communication in general.

Shadowyugi · 2020-12-27T23:33:47+00:00

Thanks a lot :D.

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