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This website features original fiction written by Robyn Cardona.

Currently, I am writing on an English high fantasy webserial titled “The Order of Sekhmet”. It is also being posted on » Inkitt and » RoyalRoad.com, albeit at a slower pace. Patreon subscribers will have access to recent chapters and even drafts, depending on their respective tiers.

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“The Order of Sekhmet” is a web serial aimed at young adults. It contains the following content: gore, sex – in part non-consensual, and foul language, amongst other things. Please read at your discretion. You have been warned!

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4.3 Family

Voices. Noisy. Even though they speak quietly. I sense a sharp pain in my shoulders. My memory returns. The Ashura were here. Worried, I try to get up, but I fail. Halfway up, the pain is too much to bear. I cough and moan. An elderly female human hurries to my side. Her ash blonde hair is chopped short. I like it. “Master Sekhmet, please be careful,” she says soothingly. “Your injuries are severe.” “What happened?“ I gasp. The woman looks away. Obviously, this means nothing good.” What happened, human? ” I repeat the question, slightly annoyed. ” They… they …

4.2 Bastet

The Ashura. They are our kind but corrupted. They have given in to their urges and use dark magic to attain whatever they are seeking. Strength. Speed. Agility. Even beauty. They have been advocating their lifestyle and have gained a large following. But being an Ashura has its flaws. You will always have the urge that transformed you coming through and determining each and every one of your actions. If you fail to control yourself, you will eventually just become a feral monster. I have seen those failed Ashura. Those that aspired to become stronger but transform into animals, only …

4.1 Peaceful

Warm sun rays tickle me awake. Slowly, I open my eyes. The bed space next to me is empty. Again. How many moons have passed? When will he return? I remain in bed for a little while before heaving my naked body up. Sighing, I splash some cold water into my face as I look out the window. Waves upon waves crash against the cliffs below me. I like the sound. The rhythm puts my heart at ease. Whenever I leave this little place, it’s always this scenery I miss first. I turn around to grab my clothes from off …

3.10 The tribunal

The moment I went through the doors of the inn, I was greeted by a deafening cacophony of tavern noises. All the tables were taken and in one corner, merry men and women sang to the tunes of a long-necked lute, strummed at a fast pace — much to fast for drunk people to follow. Through the air wafted the smell of delicious roast and vegetable soup. At the counter, the fat cat from earlier had decided to settle down, keeping watch of the visitors with one eye. When it saw me, it greeted me with a short “Meow!” and …

3.9 The inn

The next morning, Sorrel and Acacia purchased a few provisions, and we then set course to Capilla. Not long after we had left the town, we all noticed that we were being trailed. Putting two and two together, I assumed it was the ‘Vegetable Bunch’ out for revenge. We were traveling through a forest, so it was not hard for them to keep to the shadows. Looking at my travel companions, we all had noticed that we were not alone. Even though we seemed relaxed and carefree at first glance, each one of us was tense, prepared to defend ourselves …

3.8 Battle in the forest

The next morning, Sorrel and Acacia purchased a few provisions, and we then set course to Capilla. Not long after we had left the town, we all noticed that we were being trailed. Putting two and two together, I assumed it was the ‘Vegetable Bunch’ out for revenge. We were traveling through a forest, so it was not hard for them to keep to the shadows. Looking at my travel companions, we all had noticed that we were not alone. Even though we seemed relaxed and carefree at first glance, each one of us was tense, prepared to defend ourselves …

3.7 Obligatory Bathing Scene

“Won’t they come again?” I was nervous. The three adults in the room, however, seemed very relaxed. They did not respond to my question. The twins bantered while Violet chose the bed that was the furthest away from the sitting area. She dropped down on it as if she was jumping into clouds, with a satisfied childish smile on her. I mean, we haven’t slept in an inn for half a year now. To have a bed with fluffy sheets was a great luxury. “Dearest goddess, perhaps it would be more relaxing to enjoy a bath first? Since today is …

3.6 Still waters run deep

“Well, well, what do we have here?” The oldest of the ‘Vegetable Bunch’, an arrogant-looking man with short, curly black hair and a pair of deep green eyes, slammed his hand on the table. Neither the twins nor Violet flinched. All three leisurely continued to drink their liquor. I, on the other hand, shuddered. Goodbye, my precious water-downed wine. “Good evening, fellow practitioner.” Sorrel’s voice sounded friendly. However, the air around him had changed to a cold breeze. He did not look up to face ‘Broccoli’. “How may I help you?” “Well, my dear comrade,” ‘Broccoli’ retorted in an overly …

3.5 A little luxury

We followed the practitioners down a wide dusty path, away from the castle. The moment we ─ or beautiful I ─ agreed to accompany them, the tension had utterly disappeared. Smiling as they led along the way, the man said, “I am happy we did not have to use force! By the way, my name is Sorrel! And my lovely twin sister is Acacia!” He pointed at the woman next to him. She had the same soft brown eyes and gentle smile as her brother. These two seemed as if they had never faced any hardships in their life. I …

3.4 Whistle while you work

Sighing, I woke the horse from its deep slumber. Or, at least, I tried. After clapping my hands right next to its ears, shouting and cursing, I realized this animal had to be deaf. No wonder it didn’t budge with all the commotion in the cavern! I needed to shake and lightly kick it until it snorted with (obvious!) contempt and wearily arose. Finally! Maybe I should have renamed this horse to ‘Annoying Mule’ the way it reacted. What a personality. After untying each girl, I used some magic to lift them onto the horse. Every time a girl landed …