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Demonoid Phenomenon - Ch. 3 by Kessemi, literature

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Demonoid Phenomenon - Ch. 3

It was a good thing Dan was a man of the cloth. The aspect of a heaven designated solely to the soldiers of the supreme being was the only thing keeping him from smoking every cigarette he had during this rickety flight. The Recoglierre had traveled in some shoddy transport before in the pursuit of their job, but even Farenc's knuckles were white with tension across the small isle from Dan and Kessin. Indeed, it seemed the pilot was the only man not concerned that the roof might fly off of this piece at any given moment. “Is it normal for the plane to shake this bad?” Dan asks over his headset. “Aye, itsabit breezyoot t

Perfect Fly Swatter 2 by Kessemi, literature

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Perfect Fly Swatter 2

II. When it came down to man vs. nature, Efferot was one hell of a planet on which to live. Only a handful of the world's corners maintained steady weather patterns. The vast, mostly uninhabited continent that spread the length of most of the world had become the worst of the worst; civilizations of Efferot came to know this great, untamed land as The Sprawl. Bidi had said that her teacher believed the earliest of man's tribes began in the Sprawl and then migrated outwards toward the Sovereign Edges, and then further to the newly formed Island Kingdoms. It could very well be true; even today the Sprawl still had vi

Perfect Fly Swatter 4 by Kessemi, literature

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Perfect Fly Swatter 4

"The Castleback is left at the intersection, you can't miss it," Dr. Faringaard instructed, seeing them out the door. The rain was still coming down in sheets, but it wasn't as important anymore. Notz and Bidi ran to the shelter of the boardwalk canopies, hurrying along, jumping in between buildings to avoid the rain. After one alley jump, however, Notz calmly realized they had gained quiet pursuers. He stopped, causing Bidi to stop. She looked back to see why, when she saw the figures behind them. "You guys?" she gasped. Notz didn't turn right away. "One of you want to tell me why you let my sister run off alone to find me?" he

Perfect Fly Swatter 3 by Kessemi, literature

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Perfect Fly Swatter 3

III. The two of them stood outside the clinic door for a couple minutes with Bidi periodically knocking. The few people making their way through the streets came out of buildings, looked to the ominous sky above, and raised their collars to make their leave. No one gave a second glance to the man laying half in the street with a gaping hole in his abdomen. It began to rain. The clinic had a small stoop, but it wasn't much of a shelter from the growing downpour. Notz stood stoically in the rain, letting Bidi hunker under the small shelter. She knocked three more times after another minute

Perfect Fly Swatter by Kessemi, literature

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Perfect Fly Swatter

Intro- For ninety years, Festus Lobo was considered by many a living god among men. He made no claims as to who his parents were, nor did he ever document having children. His hands are told to have been the hands of the god-creator and he began building things at a very young age. Everything he created was always perfect. Perfect in the sense that the symmetry, design, and craftsmanship was flawless, however other men were capable of that. Lobo's creations were perfect. Perfect meaning incapable of ever being anything but perfec

Torn World: Head Count by Kessemi, literature

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Torn World: Head Count

Preface Across the plane of mortal existence, perched on the peak of an exquisite parapet, the wind gently ran through Cross' s short, gray hair that still held a hint of its former amber color. He sat content on his throne, looking down through the veil, down onto the human world of Efferot. The black, swirling tendrils that protruded from the back of the throne disappeared into the stain-glass windows surrounding him on three sides - massive windows that hung without walls, each depicting a slow miasma of color that blurred endlessly with colors both bright and dark. There were dozens of these windows each with i

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Demonoid Phenomenon Ch2 by Kessemi, literature

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Demonoid Phenomenon Ch2

Demonoid Phenomenon We fly private. Registered airlines would be exceptionally hesitant to allow a man with a custom handgun onto a commercial passenger liner. Nor would security permit the allowance of Kessin should their x-ray scanners record the contents of his luggage. So we board small jets and private planes on the outer runways of inconspicuous airports - the small rural ones that always look inactive and shut down when you drive passed them. The church is generous with its money. They issue to, and track, each Recoglierre Santo with an expensive GPS; they fly us in and out of specific locations prepaid be

Demonoid Phenomenon Ch1 by Kessemi, literature

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Demonoid Phenomenon Ch1

Demonoid Phenomenon "Oh look, it's coincidentally started raining." Farenc spoke out of the crippling silence inside the black sedan, his partner did not initially respond. "Do you find symbolism in things anymore, Dan, or is all just cut and dry with you these days?" he ask, looking over to his quiet partner gripping the wheel calmly as they roll down the mid-western Roadland's territory. Danzen's pale skinned face matched his short, white hair - a curious trait of a man three years shy of thirty. "Hm? Symbolism? Of course, Farenc. I'm not unobservant; and beneath this exterior, I actually do

Humbled: Dead Man Ch 19 by Kessemi, literature

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Humbled: Dead Man Ch 19

Chapter 19 Among the Dead and the Dreaming Milla rushes down the alley to the beaten body of Volgol. She bends down and wraps his right arm around her shoulder. Volgol groans a little in pain. Milla keeps her eye on Jo. She knows she cannot stop him when he gets like this. She slowly drags Volgol off. "Jo, are you sure about this? I'm not your enemy." Otsino asks. His katana slowly waves back and fourth with the wind, still lodged, blade-end, in a crack in the cement. "Shut Up!" Jo speaks, all business. He's tense. A casual footstep heard behind him and he draws up his revolver and aims back at th

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Humbled: Dead man Ch1 by Kessemi, literature

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CHAPTER ONE Where it all started. Six years ago. The day I met her. When Otsino was born, the doctors had grim expectations. Helena, his mother, wept slowly as she was told that her son was turned backwards in the womb; what's more, the umbilical cord had been wrapped once, perhaps twice, around his neck since her last ultrasound. It was a worse case scenario for expecting mothers. For sixteen hours a dedicated team of doctors worked to exhaustion in an attempt to ensue a safe child-birth. After the first six hours, Helena lay in a cold sweat on her gurney - somewhere between feeling alive and dying slowly - her perspirat

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Artist // Professional // Literature

June 11
United States
Deviant for 15 years
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I write fiction in the sense that I fabricate other realities in my mind and reproduce them - to my best effort - on paper. I call myself a professional in the sense that my entire life will only benefit or suffer from my desire to write fiction.

Current Residence: West Michigan
Favorite genre of music: Jam, Soshté Groove Metal
Favorite style of art: Manga/Anime/Music/Writing
Wallpaper of choice: Hentai/Ecchi

Favourite Visual Artist

Kentaro Miura

Favourite Movies

Hero

Favourite TV Shows

nope.

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Gunbeer.

Favourite Books

Sphere. American Psycho.

Favourite Writers

H.P. Lovecraft. Joe Abercrombie.

Favourite Games

Tenchu Z Naruto Shippuden Clash of Ninja Revolution 3

Favourite Gaming Platform

360

Tools of the Trade

Pen & Paper. A Keyboard.

Other Interests

Writing. Manga. Anime.

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Kessemi

Dec 27, 2012

Touching base.

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MY commitment to my deviantArt page has waned significantly in the last year. I will still be around, because I will eventually want to pick these stories back up. But I have so many offline projects going on right now that it is counter-productive to pursue them at this stage. I know I haven't reached out to many at all, but for those who do check the stuff out when I submit: My sincerest apologies. I am vehemently working toward getting myself into a position where I will be able to present you with material beyond the obscure (but respected) medium of deviantart. Wish me luck, if you choose.

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Kessemi

Aug 9, 2012

Busy. Busy. Byszie. bizzzzzzzzzzz

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"In our days, we will say what our ghosts will say." - Prof. Sam Beam

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Kessemi

Jul 16, 2012

That Fresh Feeling

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Hey friends and deviants.  I've been still working toward my novel Inhabia, but in a recent break from reality I was influenced to put together the beginning of yet another story that will sit idly on the proverbial mind-shelf and will be taken much more seriously at a later date, but In case you are interested, I've posted it.  Read Perfect Fly-Swatter.  It is essentially an adventure/shonen/dark humor/comedy/gore story.  The main character is a young man names Notz Nolan.  He is a very physically capable young man traveling the world's breadth to sell one of the legendary craftsman Festus Lobo's Perfect Items for the money necessary to buy

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MrRakky

Jan 11, 2013

Thanks for the favourite!

BlissfulCreature

Sep 26, 2012

been reading...keep going ...loving it.

Thanks Mrs. P!

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Kessemi

Mar 11, 2012

Uhm... What? Anyway, thanks for the Watch.

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Mar 11, 2012

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