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Guardian, Rise

Vynris_Foxtail
Guardiam, Rise. for it’s your time. Your turn to start your adventure. Your turn to write your Destiny. Go forth, Melco. Impact the worlds around you. —————————————————— Hello! While I have many names I’ve used, you can call me Vynny. While I did plan to originally write for a contest, my project for that, kinda changed. So instead, I’ve chosen to write something based on well…what I like. And all. There aren’t many Destiny Fanfics but, this isn’t a fanfic. Sure it borrows powers from destiny but it’s not about destiny. But about Malco traveling to random worlds. Tho later I may incorporate things, that would or may make this more so a fanfic truly, but for now? We will be visiting custom worlds of my own. Some inspired by games or otherwise different things, others just random. And no, I don’t plan to write anything nsfw, so don’t ask. Will there be relationships? Maybe, but what happens is based on the story. Is this preplanned? No. Not at all. This is a write as I go. Critize if you wish I don’t care, but I may be too busy to read every comment and review and all. So don’t be surprised, this is but a hobby not a business thing. No, I don’t plan to make any locked chapters in future. Not for this one. This is open. Don’t worry. And I write as I feel like it, no set schedule. And usually I write what I wish and all. If you want something added can ask, but don’t expect it to always be added or something. I listen to people willing to be polite and nice. But not those who are rude and otherwise disrespectful. And I don’t care for relationships in my books. But if, in my books there ends up something happening between characters naturally there will. I won’t go and just force things because someone or some people want this or that. Wnat something that isn’t in this, or fit for this book or otherwise I’ve said no to? Then either write something yourself with it or find another. Because it’s not easy to write things sometimes. And sometimes it takes months even to get ideas. Other times, one can end up unable to continue it. I do tho, encourage people to try writing things themself, if not, go ahead and ask for some things, just don’t be annoying about it. Or request things that have already been denied or otherwise stated that won’t happen. Example, no nsfw, do not ask for it, I’m not here to write your smut ideas. But to try making a actual story. Want smut? find some elsewhere. This isn’t a book for that.
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