Axeman Universe — A Universe from the Mind of Shaddoth

A world quite similar to ours, interdimensional portals appeared suddenly across the world. Along with those portals, chosen recipients woke to find Weapons floating above them. They and they only were able to enter the colored gates and explore. This is a tale told by one of the early explorers of his first year of experiencing new worlds, new friends and new abilities on a fast-changing earth. A complete and edited, full length fantasy book for my readers to enjoy in their seclusion.

Set in Shaddoth's "Axeman" universe, currently just a short story about a group of friends learning to deal with the new reality of the portals. It is very recommended that you read Shaddoth's "Axeman".

A world similar to ours, where portals open up allowing those with a weapon and an adventurous spirit to explore and learn.

Another Story in a world like ours where portals suddenly open for a select few to explore and learn and grow.

Another tale of Portals opening up in our world. Those granted weapons can enter and change their lives and themselves. This is the story of Leslie, a single mother who just happens to be the oldest person granted a weapon.

This essay is NOT intended for those who have never read an "Axeman Portal" story, as it includes spoilers. It is intended as a reference for those who had questions after (or even while) reading one, as well as for those who are thinking about writing and posting their own "Portal" story and who want to make sure that what they write follows all the details given in previous stories. As new stories come out and we learn more about the Axeman Universe, this essay should get updated.

Another Portal Diving story. Greg is a former athlete who takes as job as custodian at a mental hospital, just getting by and tagging nurses whenever he can. When portals open in our world, allowing those who have been granted a weapon to explore for adventure and profit, Greg finds himself pulled along. Can he survive and thrive in this new reality? What choices will he have to make and what will those choices cost him and those around him?

Three days before my 16th birthday, I was rolling over in bed when my hand hit something. Hard. Hard enough to cut the skin and make a mess. Whatever it was, was gone before I opened my eyes, though, so I had no idea what it was.

The second in a continuing series about how the Missile came to be the man we all know.