Published March 23, 2017 by

Memories of a Soul in the Underworld Chapter 22

Story Summary

Ethan is a soul in the Underworld with no memory of his life on Earth. He is bought and sold by various masters for centuries. Traveling from large industrial towns to scorching hot deserts. During his journey he picks up the skills, knowledge and magic to escape his enslavement. He runs with the intent of living a free life, but is pursued by agents until he's cornered on a remote mountain range. With little time left, Ethan begins to recount his life and masters in the hope of leaving a record of his existence. These are his memories.








The Basement

After he let me go.

I found a place to hide in the lower levels of the factory once he finally let me go.

I wearily walked as far as I could from that room, until I reached a small corner of the basement full of pipes and mold. The floor was soaked with water, and every once in awhile I'd hear a hissing sound that I just couldn't place, but I didn't care. I wanted to be there. Anywhere other than that room or the factory floor was fine.

I must have sat there for hours. Shaking in the dark. It was unusual for Foreman to leave me alone for so long, but perhaps he wanted me to stew over what happened. To make me relive it again and again in my mind without any distractions until the punishment really sunk in.

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Published March 17, 2017 by

Memories of a Soul in the Underworld Chapter 21


Story Summary

Ethan is a soul in the Underworld with no memory of his life on Earth. He is bought and sold by various masters for centuries. Traveling from large industrial towns to scorching hot deserts. During his journey he picks up the skills, knowledge and magic to escape his enslavement. He runs with the intent of living a free life, but is pursued by agents until he's cornered on a remote mountain range. With little time left, Ethan begins to recount his life and masters in the hope of leaving a record of his existence. These are his memories.



My fellow souls never intended to hurt Foreman. In fact, those arseholes would have done anything to please him. All they wanted was to create a new victim to direct his attention and prove their loyalty at the same time. Worming their way into his disgusting little group.

It was an ingenious plan. All they needed was some sucker with a rebellious attitude, and I was it. The idiot who'd believe anything if it sounded appealing enough.

Foreman picked up the metal pole I used to attack him. "You seriously thought that you could use this?" he laughed. "Any idiot and their dead dog knows that it would have easily passed through. What a disappointment. I honestly expected a lot more from you, Girly Boy."

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Published March 10, 2017 by

March Writing Update

Hello and welcome to my March writing update. These are posts that I do about once a month to talk about what I've been working on recently and my current writing progress.

Like always my job has been busy this month. I worked a few extra days on the weekend so that I could save some more money, but I finally finished driving school. I have never been into driving so it's difficult to believe that I can actually drive a car now. I spent ten minutes staring at that card after they handed it to me.

My main writing priority at the moment is my story "Diary of a Soul in the Underworld," so I've been working on that whenever I get free time. I usually write the first draught out by paper and then type it (there are less mistakes) so I've already finished writing out the next few chapters by hand. Writing a few chapters ahead and then typing it up a few weeks later also gives me some time to think about what I've written, and I often change things from the original draft.

I really want to try drawing out some of the scenes for myself and adding them into the story (to make a kind of picture and narrative blend), but I'm only capable of drawing strange looking cartoons for elementary children so it's more challenging than I originally expected. You can read this story for free online here.

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Published March 05, 2017 by

Memories of a Soul in the Underworld Chapter 20


Story Summary

Ethan is a soul in the Underworld with no memory of his life on Earth. He is bought and sold by various masters for centuries. Traveling from large industrial towns to scorching hot deserts. During his journey he picks up the skills, knowledge and magic to escape his enslavement. He runs with the intent of living a free life, but is pursued by agents until he's cornered on a remote mountain range. With little time left, Ethan begins to recount his life and masters in the hope of leaving a record of his existence. These are his memories.




The Factory

That day.

The day came a lot sooner than I expected, or maybe it just feels that way after all these years. I didn't hear a word from Skanky Legs since our secret meeting, so part of me assumed nothing would happen when that fateful Thursday arrived.

"Oi, Tomboy!" yelled Foreman across the factory floor. "I'm going to the loading area. I need you and Big Guy to watch over these slackers and make sure they don't start fooling around while I'm gone."

"Aye, aye, Foreman, sir." Tomboy saluted with a smile and I was overcome with dread. Tomboy pretended to be obedient and loyal while Foreman was around, but she experimented with her own creative punishments the moment he was gone. Unlike Foreman, she didn't give a damn whether or not you'd done anything wrong.

I lowered my head and tried not to stand out, hoping that Tomboy would leave me alone if she couldn't see my face.

"Skanky Legs! Get your skinny arse over here!" Foreman called. "Along with Whatshisface, Shitface, Waste and..." He looked straight at me and paused. "Girly Boy."

I slowly stood up and moved to the front of the room. Trying my best not to panic. I had no idea if this was the moment, or just another chore. I searched for an answer by exchanging eye contact with Skanky Legs. She subtly nodded her head before quickly looking away.

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Published March 03, 2017 by

Memories of a Soul in the Underworld Chapter 19


Story Summary

Ethan is a soul in the Underworld with no memory of his life on Earth. He is bought and sold by various masters for centuries. Traveling from large industrial towns to scorching hot deserts. During his journey he picks up the skills, knowledge and magic to escape his enslavement. He runs with the intent of living a free life, but is pursued by agents until he's cornered on a remote mountain range. With little time left, Ethan begins to recount his life and masters in the hope of leaving a record of his existence. These are his memories.



I was a different person back then. Full of ridiculous ideas and a useless sense of justice that got me nowhere. Therefore I went against my instincts and met Skanky Legs that evening.

I snuck through the snoozing souls on the factory floor, then towards the back storage room. I hesitantly pushed open the rotting wooden door and slipped inside. Expecting some kind of grand meeting, but there were only piles of smashed crates and lumps of discontinued thread. I momentarily thought that I'd been lured into some cruel trick by Skanky Legs, but then a familiar face emerged from the darkness.

"Girly Boy, you came!" cried Skanky Legs with a bright smile which only lasted for a moment before concern overtook her. "Did you come alone? Did anyone see you?" There was panic in her voice which I assumed was just fear over getting caught.

"No, it's just me," I whispered back.

"Good." Her shoulders relaxed in relief.

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