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Matthew Tawiah

@kingpalmtrees

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I'm changing my name to Midas Love Magic. You all are the first to know. This is now my alias but I'm not a rapper. I digress. I write about a character I created based on my life, the spiritual journey, dreams etc. I'll be posting all of those as well as my own personal story as a homeless content creator. I'm a writer with ADD and autism so a lot of my projects are unfinished but I'm figuring it out so relax and enjoy what I post. It is what is idc. Love you all though. But also I don't want to publish half ass chapters and since I'm writing mostly action adventure where easter eggs and loose ends get tied up in between. Show me some support!

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Adventures of Midas Brand New Beginning of the End by kingpalmtrees
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Midas wakes up and realizes his family and friends are acting much weirder than usual. Midas senses a disconnect- something's off. He tries to sleep it off but turns to see a familiar face attempt to murder him. He then awakes again in a stranger much more familiar timeline, to a man with half of his face and arts of his body relaced with robotic art holding a gun to his face. What's real...Join Midas as he goes back through his past to heal past traumas and the obstacles he faces in this dystopian, apocalyptic, futuristic action thriller. A rollercoaster of robots, zombies, death with a touch of cold romance

Love that burns assion that kills Original by kingpalmtrees
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The man she buried is back and knocking, drenched from head to toe, his long black hair shining through the midnight sky. He was looking to the ground as if to hide the bloodlust reflecting from his pupils. I didn’t know whether to call her or wait until he left. As I stared at the video monitor waiting for him to try the backdoor or send a rock through our window, It was difficult to not be in awe of how he managed to survive her wrath. My sister was never a violent being, but one human can only be pushed so far. Through the monotonous sharp tapping coming from the door down the hall, flashbacks start to invade my mind one by one. The accusation, the argument, the pushing. Nobody was reared for what happened next...

Love that Burns, Passion that kills by kingpalmtrees
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The man she buried is back and knocking, drenched from head to toe, his long black hair shining through the midnight sky. He was looking to the ground as if to hide the bloodlust reflecting from his pupils. I didn’t know whether to call her or wait until he left. As I stared at the video monitor waiting for him to try the backdoor or send a rock through our window, It was difficult to not be in awe of how he managed to survive her wrath. My sister was never a violent being, but one human can only be pushed so far. Through the monotonous sharp tapping coming from the door down the hall, flashbacks start to invade my mind one by one. The accusation, the argument, the pushing. Nobody was prepared for what happened next...


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