WritingPrompts

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[WP] The corpse of a large eldritch creature suddenly appeared in an empty field. No one knows where it came from. It was the size of a whole city... and freshly dead. What was terrifying was not the creature itself... but what the local wildlife became after they started to feast on its flesh.	63
[WP] The dragon stirs awake at the sounds of footsteps. "Who dares to enter my lair!" It roars with the expectation that another knight has arrived. Instead there is a man in strange clothes. "You've been asleep for thousands of years." He says. "I'm here to help you acclimate to modern society."	63
[WP] Few are born with the mark of the eidolon. The mark allows the user to unlock the true form of their soul and transform into a mythic creature. The transformation is one way. Some people become monsters, others helpful espers. You struggle with the decision to activate your mark or not.	62
[WP] "It will be a cold, lonely, and terrible existence. The flesh rarely lasts beyond the first year, shedding with great pain. Then there is nothing save for gleaming bone, unfeeling and empty." The king ripped the assassin's blade from his chest then reached toward the necromancer. "Do it."	62
[WP] You are a long forgotten god. Thousands of years ago mankind threatened to wage war against you because they believed they could take care of themselves better than you can. Instead of fighting, you gave them what they wanted. Now you wander the earth, simply observing but never interfering.	62
[WP] With your tangled hair, long nose, and face full of warts the humans are repulsed and leave you alone. It's the perfect disguise for an ancient dragon planning world domination. Well, almost all of them ignore you. The teenager with the pointy had keeps asking you to let her join your coven.	62
[WP] You are a rainforest ranger. A young college student disappears while on a tour. An entire year has passed and she was officially declared dead. Everyone stopped looking except you. You finally find her, suspended inside a giant glowing chrysalis in the heart of the forest.	61
[WP] You are an adventurer with a very unique set of skills. Every day of the week that you wake up you have a different mastery. Mondays you are an archer, Tuesdays a cleric, Wednesdays a warrior, Thursdays a thief, Friday a bard, and Saturday a powerful wizard. Sundays you have no abilities.	61
[WP] You were once the right hand of a ruthless galactic warlord. You crash landed on an vibrant world with low tech but peaceful inhabitants. They know nothing about the stars and accepted you without questioning your past. As your former armada darkens the skies above, you power on your old ship.	61
[WP] You are a professional hitman, you dash through traffic to avoid capture and are hit by a truck. You awaken before a great throne. A pale woman with red eyes greets you. She tells you that heroes are amassing to challenge her and wants you to kill them. You are the Dark Isekai.	60

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