what's ur favorite scene that you've written so far? :)

[audrey_xo_]

heyhey :)

what’s ur favorite scene that you’ve written so far?

for me it’s in a story im writing rn but im rlly liking the 1st meeting between the mcs as i feel like i gave it this dreamy quality that i love and there's some subtle foreshadowing for the ending ☆ ̫ ☆

 

[Kalamity]

All of them.

 

[RiaCorvidiva]

Probably the Reforging of the Pact scene from Chapter 116:

Spoiler: Chapter 116:

Lysette nodded and stood. “Please rise, Mirae.”

They did so.

“Just as you have shown, both as a human, and now as a demigod in your own right, admirable Devotion to my cause, today, I wish to reiterate my Devotion to you, both as your patron, and as your partner. If I may, I would like to reforge our pact. Not as a demigoddess and a human, but as two demigods who walk the same path, hand-in-hand, as friends, partners, and lovers.”

“I–” Mirae’s eyes lit up as the two walked toward one another.

“Lysette,” they continued. “I wish to reiterate my Devotion to you. To the world you seek to create. A world where all can strive to be their best selves. A world where people work to uplift each other, rather than exploiting and killing each other in the pursuit of greater power. A world where each has equal and ample opportunity based on the inherent dignity of each person, rather than the wealth and social status of their parents.”

“And I wish to Reciprocate my Devotion for you, Mirae. To create a world where none are taken advantage of, whether by base individuals or by society writ large. And most certainly not by the gods all high and mighty atop their perches in the Celestial realm, most of whom are content to fatten themselves on the Divine Essence of mortals while offering naught but more pain and death in return.”

A sly smile came over Mirae’s face. “Shall we seal our mutually-reforged pact?”

Lysette nodded. Both her and their Stars lit up and shined more brightly as their fingers interlaced with each other’s. The two looked at one another with eyes and auras alike, slowly closing the gap between them. Lysette felt more right than ever before as the two basked in the radiance of Mirae’s nascent yet growing divinity. And then the two kissed.

 

[Rhaps]

A False Angel descend upon the world, and it sings a choir of death, its instruments being billions of gun barrels. All under the order of its princess, because a knight is always at Her Highness' command.

Spoiler: Chapter: Let us play a Game

As soon as the screen popped up for everyone in the stadium, a hail of bullets rained down, killing people indiscriminately.

A mother saw her child turned into red mist, before turning into one herself shortly after.

A pair of lizardmen tried to get to shelter, only to have their bodies pierced and explode into piles of gore.

An Elf cast a barrier to protect everyone, but it was not enough against the rain bullets. Everyone got hit and burned by incendiary rounds.

A turtleman tried to shield his lover, but the bullet rain pierced through his shell, yet not fully - they ended up exploding and burning from the inside out. His body fell, crushing his lover.

The two combatants had no time to react, they could only protect themselves from the incoming storm.

A woman in red and black, wielding a gunblade. Her cold gaze trembled as she looked at the sky...

The rain of bullets ceased. For merely three seconds, almost all from the stadium were dead, with the remaining heavily injured.

132,904,015,870 people were shot to death.

2,544,764 people were heavily injured by the rain.

 

[RepresentingPride]

Hum

Maybe Chapter 95 "Collapse", when a family die!

Spoiler: Chapter 95 Collapse

*Ba..thump*

His heart pounded in his chest as he rushed down the street that led him home. He took a sharp turn at the familiar corner he had walked for eighteen long years, and his gaze fell on his house.

*Ba..thump, Ba..thump*

His body instinctively advanced several steps, but his eyes were empty. His transformation into a lycan canceled itself as if his mind did not find the strength to maintain his abilities. He felt the strength leaving his body as everything around him began to turn in his vision as a bloody smell invaded his senses.

*Ba..thump*

In the deafening silence, only the beating of his heart resounded through his body. All the other sounds had disappeared, engulfed by nothingness. His mouth opened wide as if a desperate scream sought to escape, but no sound crossed his lips. His eyes were red as a tear of blood fell from his eyes.

Corpses of crystal beasts littered the ground, strewn all around his house, which had become a heap of ruins. His father stood proudly, several beast corpses lying in front of him, as if he couldn't bear to let a single one pass. Among the bodies, one of the dead beasts still had its fangs sinking into his chest, half of which had disappeared, leaving only bite marks behind.

In Kieran's current state, he couldn't even circulate his crystal essence, much less feel any sign of life. Yet the question of whether his father was dead or not never occurred to him.

A few meters behind his father's lifeless body were his brother and mother, sprawled on the ground. In a desperate gesture of protection, his mother had sacrificed her own body to shelter his brother. A spear formed from intertwined branches stabbed through their bodies, creating a sinister pool of freshly spilled blood beneath them.

"Wh...Why...?"

"Why... did I help strangers... instead of running here... as fast as I could... to save my family...? Why... did I choose to save them... instead of running here...?"

"Why...? WHY?!!"

Kieran, overwhelmed by immeasurable pain, collapsed on his knees, his face deformed by sadness and despair. A heartbreaking sob escaped from his mouth, filling the air with tearing cries that expressed the deep distress of his being.

In a gesture of intense despair, he seized his head in his hands as if he were trying to restrain the sufferings that tormented him. His fingers clenched in his hair while his eyes, filled with tears of blood, closed with force, seeking to dispel the unbearable pain that shook his soul. His vision seemed to darken as if he were slowly falling into an abyss.

Or maybe Chapter 87 "Earth Butterflies" when a little girl die!

Spoiler: Chapter 87 Earth Butterflies

A voice called to him from behind as he walked through the door.

"Are you going to the magnetic train station?" Anna asked.

"Yes, I live in the southwest district of the city."

"Do you mind if we walk a part of the way together? I'm heading in that direction too."

"No problem."

Kieran seemed to doubt his ears for a moment, but he nodded and walked alongside Anna as they left the Cold Ocean Guild's secure base.

His eyes moved from time to time to observe Anna's face from the side.

'Is it just an impression, or is she different?'

The path to the station was silent as neither of them said a word. They finally arrived at the magnetic train station a few moments later.

The trains moved quickly, carrying passengers to different destinations across the vast city of Ozryn. Kieran watched the lighted tracks and speeding cars before boarding his train with Anna, both sitting side by side.

Once seated in his seat, Kieran relaxed and let his thoughts drift away. As he absently observed the other passengers, his eyes were drawn to a little girl sitting in the seat directly in front of him.

She gazed at him with curious eyes filled with childlike innocence. A warm smile unconsciously spread across Kieran's lips as he waved at her.

The little girl, surprised to be noticed, shyly hid behind the back of her seat for a moment before lifting her small body to cast another glance in his direction.

After spending nine days inside the snowy plains and only knowing battle after battle and the death of Holden, the vision before him eased Kieran's mind more than he could have thought.

He couldn't help but smile as he looked at her, which gave the little girl enough confidence to start a conversation with him.

"Hello, Big Brother."

"Elora, leave this young man alone," said a woman who seemed to be the little girl's mother, sitting next to her.

"Don't worry. She doesn't bother me. Your name is Elora, right? I'm Kieran," he said, a smile still on his face.

"Big brother Kieran. Is that your girlfriend? She's pretty!" the girl asked, looking at Anna with bright eyes. The shyness she had displayed until now seemed to have vanished without a trace.

"We're just friends. But it's true that she's pretty."

Anna looked away from the two, not seeming interested in their conversation. Kieran stared at Elora, seeing a butterfly-like hairpin in her hair.

"Do you like butterflies?" Kieran asked.

Elora nodded, holding her pin in her hands, "Yes, I love them!"

An idea popped into Kieran's mind. He joined both his hands together. The earth elemental particles were quickly pulled together, causing a soft dull yellow light to appear.

With meticulous precision, he shaped the earth that had appeared in his hands into several small, delicate, and detailed butterfly figurines.

The earthen butterflies fluttered gracefully through the air, creating an enchanted sight before the little girl's amazed eyes. Her eyes widened in surprise as she followed them with obvious glee. A pure, crystalline laugh escaped her lips, illuminating the space around them.

Elora's joyous laughter echoed through the carriage, drawing the attention of the other passengers, who began to notice the beauty of the earth butterflies and turned to Kieran and the little girl, their faces lighting up with smiles. The atmosphere on board the train was imbued with contagious lightness and joy.

Anna remained silent, her eyes fixed on the view of the city through the train window rather than the sight Kieran had created. A notification popped up on her aurora collar, indicating a call that caught her attention.

"I'll be right back," she said.

She rose from her seat, quietly stepping away from Kieran, who had become the center of attention for the amazed passengers. She walked to the end of the car, looking for a quieter place to answer the call.

The call was very short, taking only a few seconds. Anna's gaze seemed to change at that moment, as her eyes were fixed on the center of Ozryn as the train rapidly approached it.

A stone made of a mysterious material, with intricate patterns etched into its surface, appeared in her hand, and with a slight squeeze of her fingers, the stone shattered into a thousand fragments.

Kieran felt a slight disturbance in the surrounding crystal essence. His movements stopped, as did the earthen butterflies that flew around Elora. He looked out the train window to try to see if a change had taken place outside.

"Something wrong big brother?"

Elora's voice caught his attention, forcing his gaze back on her.

"Kieran, be careful!!!" Runihoril's shout echoed in his mind.

A sense of danger invaded him as a cold sweat ran down his spine.

A cold blue light spread before his eyes taking the shape of a spear.

The crystal essence in his body moved at a speed he had never been able to reach before today.

His hand took on the shape of a lycan in an instant. He quickly lifted his body from the seat and stretched his transforming arm forward, trying to protect Elora in the seat in front of him.

But despite his quick reaction to the sudden situation, he was a step behind. The ice spear pierced Elora's small, frail body, plowing easily through the seat before leaving a deep wound on Kieran's chest, who was thrown back from the impact of the attack, tearing off several seat rangers before being stopped by the wall of the car.

*cough*

Kieran spat several mouthfuls of blood as he tried to get up. His mind suddenly went blank when he looked up and saw the scene before him.

The whole car was filled with ice. Every passenger who smiled a moment ago was now enveloped in thick ice with no sign of life in them.

Elora, who had brightened up their trip, had a gaping hole in place of her chest, her limbs held in place only by the ice that had frozen her in on the spot.

"Tsk. And to say I thought using that little girl to kill you would be a good idea."

A cold voice, both familiar and unfamiliar, entered his ears, causing his body to tremble.

"A… Anna."

Ps: Yes, I don't want to meet my MC... Never...

 

[CarburetorThompson]

There’s no point in sharing since I ultimately scrapped the story and never posted it anywhere

 

[Hans.Trondheim]

These scenes:

"Besides, the ships laid down thick smokescreens to obscure the landings until the soldiers were already marching on the sands and the tanks rolling in ahead of them, so it should be alright."

"Phalanx formation! Present bayonets!”

And...

"Brandishing her rapier, the Overseer Saint flew straight towards the military dirigibles, evading the machine guns and cannons with ease. To reinforce the fact that she was just ‘playing’, Seirna made sure that everyone saw her smiling…"

 

[ElijahRyne]

heyhey :)

what’s ur favorite scene that you’ve written so far?

for me it’s in a story im writing rn but im rlly liking the 1st meeting between the mcs as i feel like i gave it this dreamy quality that i love and there's some subtle foreshadowing for the ending ☆ ̫ ☆

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The entirety of one series I have on the back burner is filled with good scenes, imo. Here is one (or is it three connected ones?):

The ‘tracks’ are a 5-mile-long set of abandoned railroad tracks. It is about an hour's walk from here for me or a minute drive for them. Besides Page, since Will and I fell through that… It has been a bit difficult for me to accept help from them.

My window rhythmically clicked as the wind pounded away on it like it was waiting eagerly for me to let it in. I took my umbrella before I once again left my dorm. A massive storm cloud hovered right above my dorm. Giant wispy tendrils wavered back and forth in the wind. The dark grey cloud was massive, if my dorm building wasn’t there to give me a sense of scale, I might’ve reached out to touch it. The awesome size of the cloud made my feet go cold.

I hurried to the tracks, as the wind buffeted me. Perhaps it was urging me to go back, yet it wasn’t too long before I arrived.
…
11:57 a.m.
…
Four people were waiting. One was Page next to his white truck, he was talking to Jane. She is Page's cousin, and although we have known each other since 6th grade, we have always been a bit distant, mostly because she knows I am not one of faith. Next is Fred, he was reading a book while sitting on the tracks. Fred is about my height at 5’11. He was Will’s boyfriend. I am surprised he showed up. After Will left us, he was the first to distance himself from the group. Finally is the person who called us, Sarah. She is 5’8 and has black hair. Sarah and Will used to be the glue that held this group together.

“Hey, he’s here!” Sarah yelled. Everyone glanced over before going back to what they were doing before. Sarah waved me over.

“Still can’t drive? You know you could have asked me for a ride?”

“It’s difficult to be in one you know.”

“I get that, but it is hard for me, as a friend, to see you walking without your cane. It is dangerous and you know it.”

“Hey, it’s no big deal, I can live without it. I made it here pretty quickly too, Jon and James have yet to arrive.”

“They aren’t coming, Terry. Seriously I don’t want to see you like that in the hospital again. Use your cane, ask for help, we are here for you.”

“But—“

“Terry, she is right,” Fred interjected. He stood up before waving at Page and Jane. “Let’s hurry, to the tree, I want to get this done before it rains.”

…

Silently, we walked through long grass and tall weeds that poked out through the degraded railroad’s ballast. The road's wooden ties were rotten and ruined. The rusted rail marked our path. The old symbol of progress and modernity reclaimed by nature, nothing more than a fading scar.

Fred was the first of us to reach Will’s tree before the rest of us caught up. We solemnly stood looking at the old twisted tree, until someone let out a barely audible sigh.

“So, what are you worried about Sarah?” Page asked.

“I wanted to wait until we began eating first, *sigh* but it doesn’t look like we have the time.” Sarah looked up to the darkening sky before sighing once more.

“The reason I brought you here is that I need to tell you guys something serious, even if it makes me seem crazy in your eyes.” She looked into our eyes before continuing.

“Recently, as in the past couple of weeks I have had nightmares similar to last ti—”

“You can’t be serious, this is not the place to joke around!” Jane's face began to go red.

“I know that. I am being serious!”

“If you were serious then last time you would have been the one t—“

Fred stepped forward before interjecting, “Calm down you two, not here, don’t yell. Let’s listen for now, and save the anger for when we leave.”

“Yes.”“I will try…” they replied.

“Sarah, could you continue?”

 

[LightNovelNovice]

heyhey :)

what’s ur favorite scene that you’ve written so far?

for me it’s in a story im writing rn but im rlly liking the 1st meeting between the mcs as i feel like i gave it this dreamy quality that i love and there's some subtle foreshadowing for the ending ☆ ̫ ☆

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Its a hard pick but I'd have to say I probably liked writing the very first scene of my story the most... It's got my four main characters in it acting like goofy teenagers, and sure it's not a perfect scene, but the vibes and the sequence of events sets up the rest of the story in a way that really satisfied me. It's awesome :3

 

[Jemini]

For me, it's any scene in which I write something that's sociologically challenging to the reader, especially when it brushes up against some current day hot-button concepts, and manages to not really make a definite statement on my own position on the issue. It just plopps something out there that can very easily be seen as one way or the other on the issue depending on the reader, but no matter how they see it, it will always be uncomfortable and make them have thoughts.

I'm finally writing a series based in an urban fantasy in the real world, so I'm seeing a lot of opportunities for this lately.

The whole thing I did on the transgender issue would require a lot of context that's hard to get across, so I think I'll talk about the muslim students one I just recently wrote.

Essentially, the protagonist hears about a muslim guy who is strongly against all the fairy related stuff in the world and stirring up students against them. Then, the next scene she meets this guy's sister. She turns out to be an incredibly skilled diplomatic talker who is one of the only people in a crowd of people running interference and considering the protagonist's feelings. It is stated outright that the girl's reasons for being this helpful are somewhat calculated, but she's also being extremely helpful none the less.

It is a very complex scene that also has some more context that's not being properly relayed here, but the main idea is that the muslims here are representing traditionalist ideas that make some people uncomfortable, but that doesn't mean they are inhuman monsters and threats. And yet, there is also a lot in the scene that really would be quite uncomfortable to any reader. About the only people who wouldn't be made extremely uncomfortable by the scene are non-muslim readers who are alright with their muslim neighbors, but are aware they are seen negatively by some people. Everyone else, including readers who are muslims themselves, would be made uneasy by the whole scene, but people who are islomophobic would be made the most uncomfortable of them all. I was intending to write it such that even people who are neutral on the topic but don't have the exact stance I mentioned earlier would be made uncomfortable.

 

[CharlesEBrown]

Not sure I could pick a single favorite, even just from the two I have posted here (kind of feels like trying to pick out a favorite child), but one of my current favorites is from one I have not posted anywhere yet:

Several hours later, Malcolm awoke with a mass of red curls covering his chest and a warm body curled up beside him. “So it was not a dream this time?” he mused aloud, not realizing she was awake.​

“Aww! You have had dreams about me?” he heard Audrey’s playful voice say.​

He hoped the room was too dark for her to see him blush. “Uh, yeah, I guess I have,” he confessed, a little nervously.​

“Were they good ones?” she pressed.​

He took a deep breath before answering. “Remember back in our Junior year when I seemed to be avoiding you for about two days?”​

She was surprised that she actually did remember that and said so.​

“Well, the night before that I had a dream where we were out riding our bikes, and you hit something and fell off. I stopped and helped you up and you kissed me. I do not think there was more to it than that, but I woke up and, uh, well, the bed was sticky…”​

There was a short moment of silence and then: “Oh! You had a wet dream about me!” she said; she tried not to laugh but could not help it..​

“Yeah, but you were my friend - heck, until I was assigned David as a partner for a computer lab project, you were my best friend, ever. And having a dream like that about a friend seemed, somehow, wrong. I was afraid you would somehow sense it and not want to be my friend any more.”​

“To be honest, at that point I was kind of hoping we could somehow be more than friends. But I was happy to just hang out, regardless,” she replied. “Oh, you know, I had a dream kind of like that at about that time, too, and even one which you were in, but, uh, well, you were not the guy who, ah, triggered me.”​

“Oh?”​

“Well it was the night after we spent most of a day watching all those Errol Flynn movies…” she began, but hesitated to continue..​

“Captain Blood? Robin Hood?”​

She laughed: “No, strangely it was, ah, General Custer. There was just something about that uniform…”​

“Really?” It was Malcolm’s turn to try not to laugh and fail.​

“Yeah, in the dream, we were watching ‘They Died With Their Boots On’ and he just stepped out of the screen. You said ‘Hi sir. I am Malcolm and this is Amazing Audrey, and we both love your work’”​

“That does not sound like me…” Malcolm said.​

She laughed again, and continued: “He said ‘could you leave us for a moment?’ and you said ‘If I can get your autograph first, sure.’”​

“Now that DOES sound like me,” he admitted.​

She swatted at him playfully and continued: “He signed a huge book you happened to have with you for some reason, and you left, oddly whistling a song that I knew back then but do not remember now. And he said he came out of the screen because he loved my eyes and wanted to make love to me…”​

 

[melchi]

This thread is really hard to understand without context :P

 

[Astrolust]

Anything that makes me laugh while im writing it is usually something i love long term.

'I react. "Yeah, Brooke?" I challenge, my voice rising. "If you're so sure, then name one Jewish Italian. Just one! Go ahead, I'll wait."

Brooke's mouth opens and closes like a fish out of water. Her brow furrows in concentration, eyes darting around the room as if searching for an answer hidden in the ornate wallpaper. The grandfather clock in the corner ticks away again.

Finally, Brooke's shoulders slump in defeat mirroring Vivian’s earlier defeat. "Fuck you, Jason." she mutters, crossing her arms and sinking deeper into her chair.'

 

[audrey_xo_]

Probably the Reforging of the Pact scene from Chapter 116:

Spoiler: Chapter 116:

Lysette nodded and stood. “Please rise, Mirae.”

They did so.

“Just as you have shown, both as a human, and now as a demigod in your own right, admirable Devotion to my cause, today, I wish to reiterate my Devotion to you, both as your patron, and as your partner. If I may, I would like to reforge our pact. Not as a demigoddess and a human, but as two demigods who walk the same path, hand-in-hand, as friends, partners, and lovers.”

“I–” Mirae’s eyes lit up as the two walked toward one another.

“Lysette,” they continued. “I wish to reiterate my Devotion to you. To the world you seek to create. A world where all can strive to be their best selves. A world where people work to uplift each other, rather than exploiting and killing each other in the pursuit of greater power. A world where each has equal and ample opportunity based on the inherent dignity of each person, rather than the wealth and social status of their parents.”

“And I wish to Reciprocate my Devotion for you, Mirae. To create a world where none are taken advantage of, whether by base individuals or by society writ large. And most certainly not by the gods all high and mighty atop their perches in the Celestial realm, most of whom are content to fatten themselves on the Divine Essence of mortals while offering naught but more pain and death in return.”

A sly smile came over Mirae’s face. “Shall we seal our mutually-reforged pact?”

Lysette nodded. Both her and their Stars lit up and shined more brightly as their fingers interlaced with each other’s. The two looked at one another with eyes and auras alike, slowly closing the gap between them. Lysette felt more right than ever before as the two basked in the radiance of Mirae’s nascent yet growing divinity. And then the two kissed.

cuteeee ? i always love it when romantic scenes r intertwined with the fantasy elements of the story :)

Its a hard pick but I'd have to say I probably liked writing the very first scene of my story the most... It's got my four main characters in it acting like goofy teenagers, and sure it's not a perfect scene, but the vibes and the sequence of events sets up the rest of the story in a way that really satisfied me. It's awesome :3

that’s great that ur satisfied with the scene :) and i totally get that ! my ln also kinda focuses on a group of goofy teenagers and it’s super fun to write them just having fun inbetween the dramatic moments :D

 

[Sylver]

I wrote a picnic date between two women in my story, and it turned out better than I hoped. It felt real, like for a moment these two weren't fantasy or fictional characters. It could be okay though, idk x) I like it but it's hard to tell if others do. Could be crap or boring for others for all I know lol

 

[TreasureHouse]

I'll do one that I regrettably lost in a college notebook somewhere that is probably part of cereal box and now decomposing in the land fill somewhere.

Anyways, the story starts with two characters: Jean and some dude that live at some village in the mountains. Jean is a young woman a couple years older than the MC dude that lives in an orphanage while she works there. The filthy baron essentially picks favorites to keep in his harem to work as maids at the orphanage= Jean's situation. Maids get knocked up = more babies for the orphanage = more support money the local baron can squander. Every other kid get's kicked out at once they're an adult, and somehow all the slaver's know just when that happens.
YADA MC works at the forge with dreams of becoming a golem fighter. Promises to take Jean with him when he's of age. YADA YADA old locals reminisce about the last great king died and how the land is barren and magicless since.

Woah, one of the black smiths actually knew MC's father and he left him a gift for when he comes to age. NOWAY A GOLEM YOU SAY?!!
FFwd and they're doing well on the road, except the previous opponent is mad, so he hires some bounty hunters to kill them
An evil lightening wielding mage picks up the bounty-wait I thought magic was dead- or was it group of exiled dwarves? ?
Anyways the Golem saves their lives at the cost of their own by beating the bounty hunters to a bloody pulp on a riverbank.
MC and Jean continue onwards, rightfully decide to create a life after losing their definitely not sentient ancient former farmer friend turned gladiator.
Little does the MC know, but Jean is already pregnant with someone else's kid
Back at the river bank, their friend's stony corpse cracks open, disintegrating into dust, and a young extremely malnourished woman takes her first breath in hundreds of years. Insert awakening scene where she licks her surroundings from the mud to rocks and cries happy to be free at last.
Yes, that very manly sounding golem construct was really a girl this whole time

Meanwhile across the continent a dead looking tree in a temple sprouts a leaf bud causing quite the ruckus among the priests and priestesses.
FFWD some more and mysterious malnourished looking girl somehow becomes the third wheel to MC and Jean. They need one more win to be allowed to enter the big tournament and the biiiig city. Mysterious malnourished girl finds out she can project a suit of armor around herself. They barely get that win they need and some much needed funds.
Dam morning sickness and a bit of a bulge already Jean? 'very Sus,' goes the MC, but he's got more important things to worry about.
MC uses majority of funds to secure more funds, and places golem order at a big city forge. They don't know if it will be ready in time for first day of prelims.
Mysterious Malnourished girl is wandering the big city when she smells something in the air and follows it to a bar. Inside a her eyes lock onto an out of this world serving girl. Her low cut dress reveal several golem control crystals embedded down her spine. Turns out she's her long lost BFF, but there are crystals in her skull that prevent her from remembering and wipes any memory once she sleeps. Just the slightest notion and the crystals sear into her body.
The pub rents out her control crystal for a day to trustworthy patrons at a very prohibitive price.
Mysterious Malnourished girl gives her a necklace that BFF originally gave her.

Now finally up to speed for the scene:

Day 1 of prelims arrives and surprise no golem.
Insert scene of Mysterious Malnourished girl's BFF overcoming the pain and remembering who she really is. She flies through the roof of the bar... higher an higher "and with this treasure, I summon" I'm kidding, but not really
Her falling from the sky as a giant golem essentially ironmans itself around her finishing with a very epic landing into the colosseum. After the battle BFF flies away and self destructs in the sky

Probably a very rose tinted scene, but it was a scene that hit right the first time when I wrote it many years ago. Might be very cringe inducing if I actually do find it.

 

[Bartun]

My MCs first kill

 

[MesaMesa17]

During the first emotional moment of my story where my proud arrogant tsundere confides in my MC

 

[Fox-Trot-9]

The latest scene of my latest-posted chapter for my villainess novel. It's the scene where one of my characters, RuRu, enters a place full of baddies expecting a one-on-one duel but falls into a trap of getting enslaved instead. It's the perfect twist to screw over my MC, Janet, in the next chapter, hehehe.