Ingrid K.

“Burn the World with Me” by Ingrid K.

Submitted to Contest #72

"If you fight fire with fire, the whole world gets burned." Excalibur breathed heavily, her hero cape singed and her body pummeled with heavy wounds. Her face was battered with scars, but it wasn't like I was any better. Her silver armor was now melted and torn. The Silver Sword Hero was now no more. Blood seeped from my fists, my fingers skinned raw and tips burnt as patches of fire bloomed on my injuries at her words. I, the Scarlet Harvester of Flames, was also no more. Aria la Rosenne, better known as the hero Excalibur, was my archenemy...

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“The Pursuit of Success, from a Supposed Narcissist” by Ingrid K.

Submitted to Contest #70

"You aren't a very nice person."Jessica twiddled her thumbs, fidgeting. "And, well..""Please get to the point." I blinked. If it were anyone else, the please would've long ago been discarded. But it was Jess, and formalities had to be maintained. "What are you trying to say?"After all, that was what childhood friends did."I don't like you," Jessica confessed. "And I haven't been liking you very much for a long time. I don't know whether it's your arrogance, unbridled narcissism, or overall obssession with success, but I don't feel like you'r...

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“The People's Empress Noir” by Ingrid K.

Submitted to Contest #70

"Former Empress Yullia Millicente de la Noir."The judge cleared his throat.The crowds of townspeople outside the hall held their breaths in anticipation, even though they all knew the likely verdict.The ragged figure chained to the ground raised her head at the address, unflinching.It had been six months since the twenty-year Old War. The twenty-year-old empress had been overthrown under the excuse of forsaking the people, and now looked anything but the regal seat she had occupied just a month ago.All because of one mistake.One very big mis...

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“Trust and Truth are Mirrors of Reality” by Ingrid K.

Submitted to Contest #68

Trust, a mirror, is a fragile thing; once broken, it can't be restored. "William." "Yes?" Looking up at Candice's familiar face, I blinked as I sipped a glass of water. She never called me by my full first name. "I have something to tell you." Candice Rosia. My wife of more than fifteen years. My high-school sweetheart. The girl of my dreams. The mother of 'my' child. "Reagan isn't yours." Or, at least I had thought so. As if I didn't notice. Plastering a surprised expression on my face, I let the glass slip from my fingertips. The shot ...

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“Avaritia's Life as a Messenger of Greed” by Ingrid K.

Submitted to Contest #68

It had been twenty-four years since she’d last seen it, but the place looked exactly the same. The place of her first death, and the start of her second life. You sure like reminiscing, the voice in her head mused. Humans are sentimental beings, she replied silently, gazing out upon the glassy river surface. She had drowned herself to death as Park Seohee, and had awakened as Mammon’s apostle with the given name of Avaritia. It really had been a drastic change. Now, she was the closest thing to a demon a human could get. An embodiment o...

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“The Mere Player's Final Act ” by Ingrid K.

Warning! Blood and Gore! The world’s a stage, and all the [people] merely players: they have their exits and entrances; and one [person] in [their] time plays many parts[…] - William Shakespeare Act II, Saturday Night at the Forest Behind Laver Manor Player: Astonia Hart Entrance: Act I Exit: ??? Part: The Policeman’s Daughter The world’s a stage. I gazed calmly at the spotless scene. It really was hard to believe that, just yesterday, my manipulative fiancé had been murdered in front of me at this very spot. “Georgina clea...

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“The Gaze of the Medusian Captain” by Ingrid K.

Submitted to Contest #67

I, Andromeda Scintillian, had been supposed to be many things. The next Grand Duchess of the Scintillian duchy, for one. A well-educated, well-behaved proper member of Keto’s high society, for another. But I hadn’t been supposed to be the head of the notorious Scylla Pirates, captain of the infamous pirate ship Perseus. Life really is an unfathomable thing. “Captain.” My deputy, Raschee, hesitated. His gaze was on the floor. His rigid posture and hands clasped behind his back looked almost like a child in front of a schoolteacher waiti...

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“Heavy is the Head that Wears the Crown” by Ingrid K.

Submitted to Contest #66

“It doesn’t count if you’re already planning your defeat.” I smiled, setting the glass in my hand down. There had been praises when I had got in. You must be so proud of Cecilia. Getting into the finals of HWA, at this age? And, of course, the insults. HWA’s standards have gotten this low? I bet she cheated her way in - I heard her family’s, like, REALLY rich. Have you heard of the Ivanovs? She got in because of her money. I had never been one to back down, so of course, when my longest rival put her finger in my face and declared that she w...

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