Some day, this will be a "Last.fm/NetFlix/Amazon for web fiction"
(both original and fanfiction) where you can search
across many different hosting sites or rate what you've read and
get recommendations. However, life keeps throwing more urgent
projects my way, so I don't know when it'll be ready.
Surprisingly, making his way to the world outside of his prison cell required more effort than simply leaning against the concealed doorway. That was somewhat impressive, considering that he had ‘leaned’ into the barrier with every ounce of strength he could squeeze out of his demonically fuelled musculature.
The fact that his new, if slightly used, body was forced to release exertion in liquid form while under his complete control filled him with a surprising amount of indignation. His old body did not sweat, and he never expected to push his new one to such lengths.
Now that he’d experienced the sensation of leaking dirty fluid in full effect, he could honestly say that he wasn’t a fan. The entire experience was slightly nauseating and left him feeling like so much misshapen swine. He vividly remembered chasing down and eating a ton of creatures with physical properties so similar to his current avatar’s that they could have been siblings. He felt like a meatbag.
All in all, it was something that he’d very much like to avoid repeating. So he may have gone just a tad overboard with his subsequent attack.
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5236835/1/Nightfall_Echoes_of_a_Troubled_Existence
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