The Grasping Wastes

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Fantasy Realm

The Grasping Wastes is the world of the Homunculi, mutant creatures born from the carcass of a dead god. In this world, Names are powerful and magical. A human, named Rachel, suddenly finds herself transported to this world. With an unknown voice narrating everything happening around her and factions of Homunculi trying to capture her, Rachel must find a way to survive in this world and escape back to her home.

Warning: Blood, gore, and profanity.

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Upon the shifting skin of the long dead god, the homunculi made their homes.   They remember not the gaping, bleeding wounds... Read Chapter


The human awakes slowly. Eyes blinking rapidly against the stark yellow sky above. “Hello?”  She rises, still dazed and ... Read Chapter


Kestrel stares down at the homunculus groveling before her. The homunculus is prostrate, arching their spiny back and pressing their thre... Read Chapter


From behind a marrow-tree, the human-  “J-”  She lowers her voice to a whisper.  “Jesus… you scared th... Read Chapter


“Your Majesty, the commoners are in an uproar.”  The attendant, a furry and weasel like homunculi, keeps his head down as he... Read Chapter


Rachel sits on a lopsided ivory stool, surrounded on all sides by crooked walls made of a contorted rib cage.  “Finally, you... Read Chapter


Kestrel paces outside of Dust’s office, annoyed at her recent summons.  “Not now… by the Primordial’s Name I swear if yo... Read Chapter


Rachel prepares herself for her first contact with both the homunculi and their cities.  “Great, you’re back. Quick question... Read Chapter


Kestrel leaves the fruit stall, suspecting nothing of the human nearby.  “What!?”  She swerves around, scanning eac... Read Chapter


Rachel adjusts the beak of the costume she just transmuted and hurries out of the alley way.  “Would have been real nice to ha... Read Chapter


Kestrel clutches at her throat as she chokes. Thick smoke spills out of her nostrils and beak, a fog of ash stinging her eyes and suffoca... Read Chapter


Rachel pokes the glass jar. The eye side does not blink, as it has no eyelids, but the pupil narrows. Whether it is intrigued or annoyed ... Read Chapter


Kestrel glares at the human, waiting. The sound of her breath. Every motion she makes. Every heartbeat. Kestrel analyzes everything. ... Read Chapter

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