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Author has written 15 stories for Assassination Classroom/暗殺教室, Fate/stay night, My Teen Romantic Comedy SNAFU/やはり俺の青春ラブコメはまちがっている, Warframe, KonoSuba: God's Blessing on This Wonderful World, RWBY, Call of Duty, and Seishun Buta Yarou wa Bunny Girl Senpai no Yume wo Minai. News: Changed my name now. Say hello to Erithemaeus, my friends. Also looking for a beta to the Deadeye rewrite. PM me if you're interested. Additionally, PM me if you want me to write something. I'm sure I can work something out. Taking a break from writing for a while. I don't know how long it would take, but bear with me for a while. I seem to be in a slump. The Bree-Verse Reality consists of everything and anything that Azathoth can think of. You know, my omnipotent boss who's too busy creating new multiverses to actually monitor as to whether or not said multiverses don't implode in of themselves. So, said job of managing said multiverses falls to me, Bree. An unlucky bloke who got sucked out into the space between multiverses, where I met my boss. In any case, you can find me stationed around each multiverse's control panel...call it the Root. It's kind of like a sentient terraforming device, only it molds the reality around it into whatever its specifications require. I don't know what those specifications entail, exactly. Ask Azathoth about that. In any case, you might find said Roots manifest in worlds of fantasy and magic, while others seem to go through the path of technology. Sometimes...both. And it's my job to ensure that it keeps on being that way. Call it manipulative. Call it inhumane. But when you're tasked with the preservation of an entire multiverse, the task seems all but impossible without some...'help'. So, I made myself some Guardians to keep tabs on each Root, as well clones of yours truly to make sure that said Guardians actually do their job. In some cases, they do, and everything works perfectly. In other cases...Well, that's where you'll see me operating. Good luck on finding me, though. I'm as slippery as an extradimensional being if I want to.
Name: Erithemaeus Sex: Male Age: Close to twenty Likes: Uh...I worship Couer Al'Aran, I guess? May his name be praised as the pinnacle of my role models. Also, humor. Do I need to say anything else? Dislikes: Drama. Well, poorly put-together drama, but you get my point. Good drama drives character development. Bad drama makes it seem like you're trying too hard to be smart. Also, sappy romance plots. Unless it's a parody, then I can only groan in pain as I lament the lack of your creative minds. Sometimes, it could even lead to bad drama. If one wants to see examples, look no further than the later volumes of RWBY. ...I am so going to get quartered for this. |