Lore

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I have 363 stories published in 5 collections on the site.
My stories have been read 158205 times and 4 of my stories have been cherry picked.

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Lore

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The beginning is a great place to start. Shame.

Lore is thrown into an explored universe with no clue as to their place within it.
All they know is that people know them and they know none of them. Instinct and 
Breadcrumbs to lead them as they attempt to piece together their life and work out how
they 
can change the future to stop the past from coming back around again.

Cornerstones of Reality.
The fire's burnt out but the frying pan is heating up. Oh dear.

With everything as it should be, new problems are quick to present themselves.
The aftermath of their previous adventures makes itself known before newer
problems pile on. Life is slowly being drained from the universe and only a
chosen few are being spared.

Collapse of Everything. 

All good things come to an end, even the universe. Ah.

Ten years of peace tainted with the worry of missing colleages and lost friends.
Things were starting to seem normal but Reality had more in store than a simple
family life on Earth. It's Murphy's law and the problems are only going to get bigger. 
Enter the endgame.

Something newish is here

My stories

The Dramatis Personae

Lots of people. Lore had forgotten that fifty two Reapers did not translate to just fifty two people. Alarms wailed as more and more of the newcomers...

There Was Lore

A new day. There hadn’t been too many of them since the formation of the megaverse but today, there were fifty two. Fifty two big bangs, fifty two...

In the Beginning

It was time. The harness descended for the final time as the Station prepared to fulfil its true purpose. The Reaper slid their arms into the harness...

Get set, Go

It was nice. Time seemed to stop and the universe drifted away leaving the two of them as its only inhabitants. “I don’t know if I can do this again...

On Your Marks

“Bloody sirens again.” Juror slammed her hand to her wrist and Breached towards the origins of the noise. The Bailiffs were swarming the centre of...

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