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Hello! I'm Viridea, and I also use the name, Viridea Productions just to refer to every project I will work on in the future! I'm working on an original series called, Viridescent Dragon, and it's a kinetic visual novel that is divided into individual chapters. Download it on Gamejolt and itch.io: Gamejolt: http://gamejolt.com/games/viridescent-dragon-chapter-1/92223 itch.io: http://veedragon.itch.io/viridescent-dragon-chapter-1 indiedb: http://www.indiedb.com/games/viridescent-dragon-chapter-1 Hey guys! This is my first Kinetic Visual Novel, called Viridescent Dragon. It's about 50 minutes long if you autoplay the text. I originally had an earlier version of this game called "Charlit Chapter 1" But I updated that game and renamed it to Viridescent Dragon Chapter 1. Yes, this novel is gonna be in chapters as you can see. Here is some info about the game: After waking up in a forest, meet Charlotte, the smack-talking, amnesic dragon girl who travels with her friends on a quest to regain her memories... Who is she and where did she really come from? The journey won't be easy, as she will have to conquer many obstacles and find out the hidden truths about the world she travels through, the friends she makes, the reigning monarchs, and the deities that are worshiped... This is the first of many humorous and drama-filled chapters to come. Press the "A" key to Auto play the text. This game is in 1920 x 1080 resolution, in window mode and full screen mode. Sorry, Windows only. Unless you can find a way to play .exe files on something else. Also, be careful, as the game can crash when you close it, as Novelty, the program I used to create this game, is still in its Beta stages. Be sure to save often, just in case. This is the main reason I consider this game, "unstable". Credits Original Story and Character Art by me, Kassidie Butler (Viridea) 2015 Music by Audionautix.com and AngelHeights (on deviantART) SFX by Freesound.org Backgrounds from Pixabay.org Backgrounds edited with FotoSketcher and Adobe Photoshop CC 2015 Thank you very much, and I hope you enjoy the game!

So this is my latest attempt at writing an space-opera story, its heavily derived on the first Dune book, Muv Luv Alternative, Legend fo the Galactic Heroes and even, surprisingly Overlord, it shoudn´t be immediatelly obvious, but they are all here, oh did i mention Vandread and Macross? yea, that too! Warning: It can take a while, but certain chapters i wrote can be considered sexual, but i don´t think i wrpte explicitly, im a horrible erotic writer, i know because i´ve tried. For now i will only post the prologue and charpter 1, so people can read it in parts and make specific critiques. No worries tough, no +18 yet. Please note there maybe quite a few grammatical or structral errors in my writing, just know im aware there are, but i coudn´t find them, and try to be costructive in your critiques, thank you. Prologue: It was a clear day on the Galactic Institute of technology and Social Sciences of Sahyr, founded upon on the 10th anniversary of the Sayyanid Revolution, the room was full of people, of all species and creed, united to learn more about their world and their times, the class was History 6, on the period from the conquest of Sahyr by the old Sultanate, to its subsequent decline and rise of the Sayyanids Caliphate, and a personal biography of their leader, Caliph Sayyan, the first of his name. The professor was no one other than Omar, a personal friend to the Caliph himself, and the persn Rayyan himself said "not even my wife, Sara knows as much of me, mysellf included, than Omar. Lucky yo, he´s an historian.", Omar was a old man, by the standards of the Sahhos, who could live through 180 standard years, he towered impressive 201 years worth of experience, and there was was, doing what he did for the last 160 years, studying and teaching history to anyone interested. He entered the room full of young minds "all this potential stored, all those species, when it was that i became such a powerfull man?" he thought to himself, he cleared his throat, his voice wasnt as good as 20 years ago, but he coudl still talk powerfully, the mere act of clearing his throat was enough to bring all the attention to himself, he has seen this thousands of times, and never got tired, not even with 160 years of experience. He then began his lecture: "There are aways those who say "the era of revolutions is ending" and again and again they are proven wrong, revolution is an idea so powerfull, that its cannot simply "die", its resilient to the worst kind of totalitarianism, and that, i think, is the reson why we shoudn´t ever forget the Rayyanid revolution, of course, it wasn´t any kind of totalitarian state, the Sultanate was becoming progressively more liberal, and at the time of its end, there was even talk of abolishing slavery, but to Rayyan, to all those brave Sahhossi, who fought against the tyrany of deprivation of freedom, the mere thought of being aslave and give their intelectual energy to the humans or anhy kind of species, for that matter, was abhorrent." He paused, looking at his students, for a moment he wished Rayyan was there, looking at him with expectant eyes, to what he had to say, his eyes full of the unique potential that all genius, no matter the times, seems to have. Then he saw someone lifting the hands, an young human female, redhead, his favourites: "Come one, don´t be shy, ask away." She looked at him, she reminded him of Sara at a young age. "Do you think even the Caliphate will suffer a revolution one day? I don´t mean to sound disrespectful, but the way you talked, it reminded me that of the revolutions the old holmeworld of my species, Earth, has gone through, you words seems specially true, but do you think even the Caliphate will resist revolutions?" Omar just smiled, the young, aways forgeting their place, but it coudn´t be helped, it could be blasphemous fo her, but if it was a blasphemy then he was guilty of it then too, may God have mercy on his soul, because he thought it was an excelent question, he just smiled and said: "If you pay attention to my lecture, about this, you may be able to reach the anwser this yourself, and the you respond your own question, and hen write a book when you are a few hundreds lightyears from the Caliph Suer-Secret Police, okay? I would love to read about it." Everyone laughed at how easily he got ot of the situation without being explicitly rebelious. He laughed as well, remembering the old time. Chapter One – The Governor Emir Rashid, the Governor-General of Sahyr, was feelling lazy today, this backwater planet full of an entire species of hippies sure was a handful, the mere amount fo letters denouncing, very eloquently, mind you , how wrong was slavery ona multitude of different philosophical angles was absurd, all of them was directed to the Sultan, of course, but none of them actually get trough, he coudnt trouble his Sultan with meaningless debates, slavery was a legal and long-standing traditon of the Sultanate, those abolitionists can´t simply transform centjuries wort of culture debating alone, they should just accept their luck and live on, pleasing their masters wth their great minds, or try to rebel and save him the efort of taking care of them a... "Sir? Are you alright?" The Emir finally opened his eyes to see a young sahhossi servant, he aways found their head protusions very ugly, but ne ver comented on it, he was hated enough already by the local populace, he couldn´t spare govong more mtoives for them to rebel because he didn´t liek one of their facial features. Then he talked at a very tired, slow-paced voice. "Indeed i am, dear servant, indeed i am. I was just...lost in thought, that´s all. What do you want Emil?" The youngster, had the apearance of a human child, humanoid generally, they werent so very different of a human, well, if you didn´t took into account their enlogated heads, where thehy stored their big, powerful brains (yes, plural, the Sahhossi had not one brain, but 3 of them, that worked as one as a node-brain, capable of multitasking at very efficient level) "You´ve asked of me, to bring ye some coffe and biscuits, i hope it is of your satisfaction, i´ve took in consideration your previous grievances with the strongness of your coffe, tis time i think ive reached perfection relative to you standards." Damn, Emil was no more than 14 years old, was a child by Sahhossi standards, but like mst Sahhossi, he talked like an human adult, rich vocabulary and complex sentence structure and all that, talk about being premature, worse, he complained about the coffee no mroe than 3 times until now, since he began asking his servant to do it, he was irritated, so , even tough the coffe was quite good, if a bit too weak to his taste, he cmplained saying ikt was the worst coffee he had ever tried, on the fourth try he achieved just that, perfection, this was one of the ebst coffee he had ever experiemented, the flavour was like a rich forest of different sensations, he coudn´t help but o smile at Emil. "This was a masterpiece Emil, sorry about b eing so strict before with you, i was lashing out on you, so i made unreasonable demands to you, your coffe was quite good, but i ask of you to make this everyday to me, could you do that?" Emil stoic expression didn´t change, but he nodded. "Certainly sir, do you have anything more to ask of me, i´ve already planned the nest 3 days of work and i wish to begin right away." "Certainly, but Emil, don´t think i have ever seen you smile, why?" "Even if you let me be completely honest with you, and promisse me not to get offended, you would still get offended and punish me for suposed 'insolence', so i prefer not to talk, its that alright to you? Sir?" Ugh, that last "sir" was quite loaded with sarcasm, wait, Sahhossi could be sarcastic? Damn, not even a week on this end of the galaxy and someone was already sarcastic to him. "No, that´s ok, go o..." But there was no one there "fuck, i just began working here and people already hate me..."., dejected, he then looked at the next letter, it was one of those white paper letter, written not on hand, but using typography, the author was very meticulous at drawing ot the letters so he coudn´t be indentified. It wasn´t the last time this guy sent a letter to the emperor, on the fourth letter, the author just infered from the lack of response, that he was being censored, so he began adressing the Emir directly: " Good Morning As praxis demands, i request once again that slavery should be abolished as the immoral and unethical activity this is, condemned even by Allah. But that will not work, right? You are saturated with such philosophical essays about it, and even after such eloquent texs explaining why is it wrong, you still insist upon refusing to debate tnhe issue, so be it, the time of asking has ended. Yours truly, Yanyra Expect me." "Oh great, now i have to deal with yet another rebellion, abslutely fantastic" he thought. But if rebelions happned everyday on the Sultanate, what was that feeling of fear in the bscure parts of his mind? Was that going to be diffent?

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9Ak8wWkMAEA&feature=share Please leave comments and likes on the youtube channel as well. -) It is our new promotional piece for Black Sands http://forums.fuwanovel.net/topic/10931-black-sands-origins-historymythologyscifiupdated-72615/ This could possibly be how our entire project will look if we hit our stretch goal. Please leave feedback and have a good day NEW IMAGE What do you guys think of this bad boy?