Fate's Portfolio/ Website

[Young Fate]

Ranging from working on visual novels, comic book scripts, and blogs, I have met some amazing artist, writers, and colorist. However, I think here I will garner more attention, possibly meeting more exciting or interesting people. Check out my website, displaying some of my stories and scripts.

youngfate. weebly .com

Edit: Now, put the above stuff together, and the website will come up. I am not sure why this is happening. Anyways, I will probably post one story here so that this does not seem like some bad website, etc. heh, I know the way of the human mind.

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Small bit of of my story, Storm.

Chapter 1:

One rainier season and the flooding will be over. My father is standing on a wooden ladder, inspecting the thatch, and I am on the ground, setting the sandbags in front of the door. Our house, a rough-edged market, sits in the middle of town. People pass by, carrying bags of food, water, or sand. The time of the year is dangerous. Criminals are nowhere; they are scared just as much as we are. In the midst of the public, they camouflage themselves, preparing for disaster.

The gap between rich and poor is evident. Old women, with little children helping, carry bags larger, and heavier than they can carry. One little girl scampers, trying to catch up with her grandmother, and she is almost ran over. Municipal workers, with their makeshift protest signs, angrily return to their homes. Another day and another failed opportunity. The gap continues, and more will die today.

Unlike us, the rich live in a safer part of the city. Not only do they have more money, they have influence. Our president, otherwise our Dictator, does not care about us. Living in his mansion, he surrounds himself with corruption. Down the mountainside to the river, it flows. Poisoning minds with a violent agenda: survival of the fittest that is hard to escape.