Aby-dark-seed故事文本
"Five shadows, five lieutenants in reserve, five seeds to crack the soil.","By day the foot soldiers fought valiantly, spurred by their General's overflowing magical energy. By night they shivered around their campfires, the flickering flames a dark reminder in carbon and ash — no matter how bright you burn, you will die without magical mana.",
"The five officers met at midnight, summoned to the General's quarters. They strode through the camp like suns in human form, their gravity pulling the army into orbit. For each sun there was a stone, slipped into a boot or sequestered in a scabbard, waiting to be reborn."
,"Five men stood before the braziers in the General's tent, their shadows like twisted giants looming over the taut cloth. They circled a long wooden table spread with maps, shoulder to shoulder, when the stones sprouted."
,"Five blades found flesh, but the General did not fall. Five wounds for five weapons held back, but the sixth remained. Her armor was fractured, her flesh pierced, but the General lived. One by one, the vines withered, branches grinding themselves to dust. The fires burned on."

Mag-flash故事文本
"At his workshop table, Maku sat with his hands spread, palms down against the desk with fingers splayed around his steel wool.",
"'The problem is not tangled in steel, or woven in blood. You will find no answers in plain sight,' the master murmured. 'Tell me, where does the tree find enlightenment, the root or the leaf?'",
"Maku's mouth twisted, one corner up and one down. 'The root is deep and dark, the leaf bright and tall. The leaf, Master Fei.'",
"'To reach higher, you must first be buried.' The old master shuffled out of the room, sliding the door shut behind her."
,"Buried. What was buried inside him? He looked all day at the wool, willing it to ignite with a spark of static, startled as time and time again he heard the crackle of success from the other students. He watched them, gazed at his work table, but never looked inside himself."
,"Maku closed his eyes. He felt his hands sink into the cool earth. First up to his knuckles, then his wrists. At his elbows, he stopped. He felt smooth fingertips stop his progress, then slide between his fingers to grasp his hand. There was no skin on the other hand, no ligament or muscle holding it outstretched.",
"His eyes snapped open. Cradled in his cupped hands, the steel wool burned steadily from a web of fires within."

Neutral-crimson故事文本
"There, over the bars of a grate, a rat ran circles around a snail no larger than her thumbnail. As she watched, the snail puffed up, its shell straining under the force of flesh beneath. The shell snapped, falling into pieces, but the flesh ballooned out and out until the snail, no, she recognized it now, the Oculus, was large enough to sit in her palm. She froze, limbs pulled back from the battle to come.","A quick tendril snapped out from where it had been wrapped around the soft scarlet body beneath, snagging the rat's tail before it disappeared down a drain. The two sinuous ropes twined together, then tightened as the Oculus pulled its prey closer and closer. It enveloped the rat, its soft body bulging as legs scrabbled for purchase against smooth skin. The whole sphere stretched and relaxed, cheeks pulled against food as a jaw works up and down.","Its tongue wrapped about itself again — it began to draw back from one corner, poking each bone out until it slipped slickly to the floor. She watched, transfixed, as the skull pushed up through the skin, stained with juices too weak to break it down, then set itself above the maw like a crown.","Slowly, she began to climb out. Right hand snug in a drain thick with moss. Left hand around a pipe. She began to pull herself up, toes questing for openings. A soft push took her from her feet. She snapped her eyes shut, wishing, praying. The tendril wrapped around her ankle, warm and wet."

晨临强，无敌