Pope Pug

VTT, Chapter 1.

Please note that the synopsis and title is still tentative. I do hope to hear your thoughts on this !

Title: Villainess of Tangled Tragedies

Synopsis:

She always knew that Celesti...

PJ B2, Chapter 67.

The sky was still dim when Sali was sitting on the floor in her room. The morning bell had not yet rung. 

She sat with her legs folded, back straight, and closed her eyes. Her lips were pressed together in focus, and she drew a long, st...

News (2)

It's been a day and the poll's showing a clear winner.

I'll now be posting a chapter every 1-2 days!

Also, to get out of my writer's block rut, I wrote a chapter of an entirely different story, one that I intend to release on RR in the...

News!

Hi everyone! I apologize for the lack of posts these past few days. I've caught the flu going around the city, and then I was hit by a bad case of writer's block.

Anyways, I'm back! I think I should've actually told everyone why I wasn't po...

PJ B2, Chapter 66.

The city called the Adventurer’s Guild was larger than I had imagined. It was a large city built around the guild, for the guild, and because of the guild.

From the moment we stepped past the guildhouse, it was clear this place wasn’t bu...

PJ B2, Chapter 65

Sarah spun in time to see him pinned. She pressed her blade to his cheek. “Stay down,” she said coldly.

She kept her sword pressed to the cheek of the man I had dropped. Her eyes stayed fixed, cold and steady.

“Why her?” she de...

PJ B2, Chapter 64

People tried to back away from the vestibule and ended up pushing closer. Shoulders knocked together. A few tried to turn sideways to squeeze past, but the aisle locked up tighter. Nobody wanted to be near the body, but nobody could get out either...

PJ B2, Chapter 63.

The train rattled on, stopping at a few towns along the way. Each time, the brakes squealed and the doors opened, more people boarded. I caught the flash of bronze tags as more men and women climbed into the cars. By the ninth stop, I counted at l...

PJ B2, Chapter 62.

Sali stepped through the gate when the marshal nodded. The roar from the stands hit us like a wall, but I was ready for it this time. I was small again, heavy with food and sleep, tucked against her chest. She carried me into the light.

At t...

PJ (Pug's Journey) B2, Chapter 61.

For a split second, the only sound was my own ragged breathing, then a thunderous cheer erupted like a wave crashing over us. 

Above the roaring crowd, the marshal-announcer’s voice boomed, “Winner: Sali, the Beasttamer!” His word...

PJ (Pug's Journey) B2, Chapter 60.

“Rinvara?” I spat out, still choking on my food. 

“Here.” Sali showed me the newspaper page.

I read the line again to be sure I wasn’t wrong. The paper was clear enough: a Sunmire delegation visiting the Adventurer’s G...

PJ (Pug's Journey) B2, Chapter 59.

Godbeasts progressed faster in the early stages than humans. That much had become obvious over the years. It wasn’t about talent or external resources. Our bodies simply didn’t resist change the same way humans did. 

Mother Aurelith...

PJ (Pug's Journey) B2 Chapter 58.

Sali told me that she wanted to join the provincial tournament. She called it “good practice against people.” 

Then I agreed. It was safe since she needed to be able to do proper combat where medics and healers stood close. And sinc...

PJ (Pug's Journey) B2, Chapter 57.

Book 2. Third Life.

They called it the central continent. Maps printed the name as such, and merchants spoke it with pride. In truth, the landmass was only a little larger than Sunmire. 

But what truly mattered wa...

Chapter 56.

I suppose I should have expected it. Every peace was temporary. This time, my fate arrived in the form of Sali’s mother, who had found me mid-groom in the abandoned cottage. I barely had time to compose myself.

So, that’s how it happened...

Chapter 55.

A week. That’s how long I’ve spent in this ruined cottage, listening to elven children squabble and watching dust drift through a hole in the roof. 

The wound on my shoulder is sealed, an ugly scab beneath my black fur. My paw aches...

Chapter 54.

She didn’t bother with any greeting. “Are you really a spirit?” she whispered, eyes wide in the gloom.

I ignored the question. My stomach growled. “Meat,” I said, my voice cutesy-hoarse. “If you want me to talk, I need food. Real...

Chapter 53.

Death stopped making men talk. But pain and fear opened their mouths. Slow pain, drawn out until it crossed the line between pride and self-preservation.

It was the youngest hijacker who broke. He was shaking so badly he could barely hold up...

Chapter 52.

The events of last night ended quickly. Quicker than I would have liked. The assassins were skilled, but their understanding of what I was capable of was quite shallow. 

They died before I could even get answers: Two from crushed throat...

Chapter 51.

I woke up with my tongue lolling out and my jaw sore from sleeping at the wrong angle. 

The room was bright, and the quality of the afternoon light was already different from Sumire’s dawn masses. I didn’t miss waking up that early ...

Chapter 50.

“Disrespectful. You mirror your prince.” My voice echoed in the arena, and for a moment, even the crowd forgot to breathe. 

Verian’s expression changed, a hint of surprise now.

I moved before he could recover. My right paw s...

Chapter 49.

No one moved. Nobles, guards, attendants, all of them stared. Most didn’t look at me. They looked at Aron, at the possibility of disaster.

Aron was shaking, barely steady on his feet. His hand seized a glass from the banquet table and hurl...

Chapter 48.

The tailors had outdone themselves. 

Within three days, they presented an outfit that surpassed even my expectations. 

It was grand, carefully designed, and made to fit me perfectly. The main robes were pure white, embroidere...

Chapter 47.

“This is the Trickster’s Glass,” she said, finally. “It’s Grade-2 Artifact capable of fooling dungeons.”

‘Grade-2? Is that some sort of classification her organization uses?’

My gaze stayed on the mirror, thoug...

Chapter 46.

Torchlight wavered in the throne hall’s stale air as I stared her down. 

Water still ran in slow droplets from my matted fur, forming dark pools around my paws. 

Bone fragments littered around us, the last insult to the dig...

Chapter 45.

I was in heaven. Or at least, my taste buds thought they were. 

With a blissful snarl, I clenched down harder, feeling the bone crunch satisfyingly between my jaws. 

A cloud of age-old dust puffed out from the crack in the ma...

Chapter 44.

I stepped through the wide doorway past the now-broken large statue. Its pieces were scattered across the floor—stone limbs, cracked joints, and a ruined paw that had split down the center. 

It actually kind of helped.

Not compl...

Chapter 43.

I stood beneath the stone arch again. It was the same one. 

Same shape, same height. I circled it twice just to be sure. All of it matched.

I’d come back here.

No doubt now.

Just to rule out my own error, I marked th...

Chapter 42.

“This is the Tidemother’s Embrace,” King Ormund said as he lifted the necklace from its case. He stepped down from the dais until he stood directly before me. Slowly, he presented it to me.

He held the necklace out in both hands. “An...

Chapter 41.

Thankfully, they’d assigned me two attendants.

They handled the endless parchment and seals, the bland meals wrapped in silk napkins, the accommodations at Kethra. They’d even rehearsed the words they would use to introduce me to the wai...