AxlSLL

In an ancient town of catholic roots in the Pre-War America of 1935, strange events and phenomena often manifest in the worst of their forms. 

Vanilla Land, a 16 years old outcast and weirdo with access to magical plushes —ancient and powerful totems capable of summoning powerful spirits and powers for its users— loves to explore wicked places, investigate mysteries, and even fight horrid abominations when necessary. 

And it's in one of these explorations where she suddenly meets her abrupt when she and a powerful apparition destroy each other. The result? A powerful, demonical entity is impressed by her actions and gives her a second opportunity to live again.

She must perform a series of tasks for such an entity —not without getting rewarded with more powerful artifacts and plushes— but in the end, everything points out that there's an ancient source of power capable of redefining reality. And she's not the only one trying to reach it...

Come and find out all events that Vanilla had to go through in that dying town of supernatural events, eccentric creatures, and unexpected personalities getting in her way. 


Cover art by cielnoir
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Contracts With the Void

<p>The breathless vacuum met its end, and Cookie and the mysterious man trespassed the border where the gasses of Jupiter's atmosphere and the black, freezing space met each other. Nothing but dark, orange fog could be seen as they descended, but their glide down eventually met a zone where there was a vast area —bigger than any piece of land that Cookie had ever seen back on Earth, where there was light and free space to move around.</p>

<p>Except that it was not any piece of land, in the literal sense of the expression. Looking down and further into the horizon, swirling clouds in tones of orange and yellow covered the bottom some 300 feet down like a real, brown territory of Earth wastelands and deserts would. All of those clouds moved to the horizon, like an endless parade of color strips, and they conjoined with more swirls of clouds above, forming pillars and supports of at least one mile of height.  </p>

CXXII. Solar Treasures.