Energy crackled on Luna’s hand, and for a split second, her wings were visible. She quickly swiped her hand in front of her, leaving a trail of blood floating, marking its path. At the same time, the room rang with the sound of a gunshot, but neither fell. When the sound faded, the gun and bullet had disappeared into the void - Luna’s void - and Bruno stood there, stunned. All he could do was stare at the faint outline of Luna’s wings.
Shun shrugged. “Don’t know, don’t care. If anyone asks you who you are, just tell them... actually, pretend you’re a mute. I’ll do the talking.”
“And if they know what a black dragon looks like?”
“Can’t you just glamor yourself to look different?”
Luna sighed and looked away. “No, I’m actually not very good with glamors, the thing I do with my wings isn’t even technically a glamour, it’s just a dark facsimile.”
Don’t misunderstand, I like good looking women as much as the next guy and sex is not the problem here, I’m a huge fan of Bayonetta. The issue I have here is the male gaze. Every single female Blade has large breasts, other traditionally feminine identifiers, or was designed to appeal to some specific fetish.
Luna held up a hand. “The kingdoms I once ruled are no more. For the moment, I am not a queen, my chosen title is Ultima,” she placed her hand on the elder’s shoulder. “Ultima Luna,”
“Hey, Ultima Luna?” Shun called from where he stood, “Just so you know, you’re still not technically free,”
“History is written by the victors. Had you been in my position, you would have seen things my way. Now would you stop pointing that sword at me? If I wanted to hurt you, I would have already.”
“Forgive me if I don’t trust the queen of darkness,” he said, brandishing the sword as he spoke.
Luna sighed and shook her head. She wound up, and then lashed out, her maw closing around the sword. With almost no effort, she bit clean through it, leaving it in pieces.
A major part of worldbuilding is filling your world with unique, believable cultures and/or races. However, it is all too easy to fall into the pitfall of creating a monoculture
Worldbuilding is the act of creating the setting of a story. It can be as small as a single city, or as large as a multiverse. However, if you’re here, you probably at least know this bit. The question a lot of new people have is where to start. So here, I’ll share the way I went about creating the world of Growven, the setting of the Chimera Project.
Hello, my name is Gabriel Fowler, and as some of you may have guessed, I’m a writer. Though this will be similar in some ways to my bio, I want this to serve as a true introduction to me for people who don’t know who I am.
