Below you can find examples of my work: interactive scenarious, writing samples, movies, games and short introductions to my works.
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Here you can find examples of my interactive scenarios. Some of them I formatted as a game script, other can be interpreted as a short novels in a format of interactive play, as they contain a lot of fiction text.
Introduction to Shatlets quest
The city-academy of Nursedes sends two of its members to the capital of the mountainous state, which is overshadowed by turmoil. Mysterious events are occurring in the city: nobles and courtiers of the king are disappearing, but upon their return, they become different, unrecognizable versions of themselves. Additionally, the borders of the state are not peaceful either: a war with a neighboring country has been ongoing for several years. Although the confrontation has long since transitioned into a temporary lull, everyone feels that the neighbor could gather whatever remains and attack at any moment.
Captain Kaera, along with companion (who is our protagonist), has been engaged in the fight against a mysterious anomaly for the past few years. This anomaly enslaves the minds of its victims, altering them both externally and internally beyond recognition. They are set to arrive in the city of Shat at this challenging time to uncover the truth behind the mysterious disappearances and to help overcome the crisis that has befallen the country, trapped between mountains.
Introduction to Road through the past
Main Character(MC) appears in town of Belendel, looking for some work. By chance they meet a man from a postal guild “Violanders”. MC is asked to do a work: they need to find the remains of the road from the past age and follow it all the way to the settlement on the East, which suffers of hunger as their fields were destroyed by the ongoing war. MC sets out on a journey through the Wildlands, and don’t even expect, what mysterious things are about to happen on the road.
Introduction to "Captives of Detiny"
A young man lazily observed the delicate female hands as they handled a clay tea cup. Even he had enough experience to understand that the lady's movements were overly relaxed for someone of her status. And no matter how much her stiffness irritated him, in this unclear land of constraints and rules, Lady Minami offered a respite from propriety with her mistakes. From the moment his foot stepped onto the shore of this island, from the instant he was subdued by soldiers like a submissive puppy, the blond man couldn't grasp why he couldn't resist the boundaries that had been erected around him. Before him stood a girl born here, from a ruling lineage, yet even she trembled at the thought of being cast out, for since childhood, all the residents of this city knew from the stories told by their parents that nothing was more terrifying than the sea outside and the outcasts. People with animalistic traits, living out their days with their heads bowed. As if the brand "nobody" became a curse for them.
- You will not dare to let me down in this matter, am I clear? - Minami Yuko scanned everyone sitting in the tea house with a piercing gaze. - If even one person finds out about this, we will all be exiled to nobody, and that is worse than death.
The man grimaced. He was repulsed by how every resident of these lands clung to their place in the hierarchy. A person would kill their own parent for the chance not to become someone lower than their rank as a merchant, and mothers with the "earth" brand would sell their child for the favor of families with the short prefix "Ro." A world where magic is forbidden, as is weaponry, with a woman at the head of the continent, and the last war, which drenched the land in blood, ended thousands of years ago. So why, in these conditions, do people live like spineless slaves? The man's gaze fell on the open bamboo-paper doors. What caught his attention also captivated the others at the kotatsu. In this subservient world... snow in May?
Introduction to "Road to Ayvell"
Faith… That without which existence is impossible. Without an individual's faith in themselves, they will not exist. Without faith in the coming day, nothing will happen. Faith – as some specialists in the field explain – is what gives a construct, whether it be a stone or a person, the harmony necessary for life. Someone living far to the north finds it in tranquility, in peace, in acceptance of the order that reigns around them. Faith in such an order allows them to survive the cold of winter and the harshness of terrifying beings living nearby.
There are also those who, for their survival, must entrust this energy to one entity or another. And some, losing faith in themselves and allowing their minds to plunge into the cesspool of madness, end up destroying everything around them…
Introduction to "Spirits of Destiny"
A figure in a cloak with a hood pulled over the head runs along a narrow path. Smoke is visible among the trees ahead.
- I did what I believed in... Where could I have miscalculated, why didn't I realize the wrongness of what I did?!
The path ends. The person is stunned, unable to move at the sight before their very eyes. Where the mansion once stood, there is now only a smoldering ruin. Among the piles of debris and remnants of walls, greenish-pearl vapors swirl. Gathering into heaps, they begin to emit an unsettling light and form into silhouettes. The formed figures are completely ephemeral. Their bodies change with the slightest ripple of the air, and consist of remains that once belonged to entirely different creatures.
Standing by the remnants of a wall, the hooded person recoils upon seeing human features in one of the ghosts flying by. Anger mingles with hurt, just as ash mixes with blood beneath their feet.
- I'm sorry, I'm so sorry...
Behind the person, between the trees, something starts to stir. The sun peeks over the horizon. The person knows that the forest is about to become unsafe, especially after what happened, but they cannot move yet.
When branchy, skeletal beings with glowing eyes begin to emerge from the branches toward the ashes, the figure in the hood is no longer there.
A day's journey from this place, the city has already woken up. The residents, who work so hard for the privilege of living within the city walls, do not even suspect what consequences this event, which occurred somewhere in the heart of one of the many wild forests, will have for them. The only oddity they had to face recently is a house from whose windows a mysterious light comes at night. Local experts in magic, including the owner himself, have still not been able to find an explanation for the anomaly that occurred within it.
Introduction to "Nursedes stories"
The story revolves around the city of the Nursedesa Academy—the only surviving place from the old era, where numerous attempts are being made to restore the knowledge lost to the passing centuries. Directly beneath the restored walls of the campus lies the great archive halls, whose knowledge remains inaccessible due to the water that flooded them centuries ago. This water also brought dangerous creatures that have found refuge among the towering bookshelves and sections.
Surrounding the academy are the ruins of the city. Among its once-beautiful buildings, a tomb-like silence has reigned for centuries. The air is thick with the scent of stone dust and plaster, and in the surviving alleyways, the silhouettes of those who have long since left this world can be seen. The battle that took place here in the past millennium still echoes with the anomalies it left behind.
Yet, amidst all this, within the campus building, there are those fortunate enough to have a chance to learn the abilities of the bygone era. Young students strive to master the art of creation. Some seek to understand the nature of the universe, while others are driven by the threat of expulsion, which would banish them beyond the city walls, to a place where an inexperienced soul wouldn’t last a day on their own.
Introduction to "The tale of the impossibles"
The lords could never have imagined that a small town could somehow influence their plans. Loran, along with his aides, finds himself, like a random cog in a clockwork mechanism, at the very heart of conspiracies and intrigues. Their journey takes them to other places, where they witness the conditions to which people resign themselves in their quest for even a semblance of security.
What initially seemed like an insignificant team is destined to have a decisive impact not only on the fate of the small town but also to shape the lives of the entire continent for the coming decades.
These are two collections of short stories. The plot of both is centered around a group of people trying to survive in the harsh realities of the world around them.
The first collection has a rather serious tone. It reveals the fate of ordinary people trying to survive from winter to winter, simultaneously overcoming the hardships of war and diseases that distort nature itself. But that's not all. During their travels, the group ends up in places unfamiliar to them - be it a remote outback (see Road through the past) or lands from which all living things once awakened.
Hopeless, on the contrary, provides a lighter narrative, heavily seasoned with black humor and absurdity. Although the plot centers on the same people, hopelessly doomed to die this or, if you're lucky, next winter, the events are spiced up with a degree of house, thanks to which the player can get into the skin of the "hopeless" doomed to death, while at the same time not going into melancholy and sadness.
A girl living in a country house goes for a walk along the path leading from the house, through the forests and fields located nearby. These walks have become an integral part of her daily routine, and sometimes she even finds it difficult to say when yesterday ended, the present is passing or the coming day is approaching. In her own vigils, the girl is accompanied by a young guy. She gets lost, not fully understanding at what point or part of the way her companion joins her. They have long and meaningful conversations that give rise to questions, to which answers come very quickly, among their words and the surroundings. Although this happened and happens every day, the moment of farewell will not be imprinted in memory - coming out of the forest, she will find a heavy grounding. In the evening fatigue, the girl will forget the last leg of the journey and, coming home, will eat a cold dinner left by one of her relatives, and then - will go upstairs. Looking out the window into the darkening forest edge, she remembers how tomorrow she will go there again.
Below you can find link to the movie scenario:
A film whose main character is a person, which any of us can be, and the topic under consideration is the feeling of life in what is called our reality.
Below you can find link to the movie scenario:
Introduction to "Uthnur's tale"
The thicket of the dense foggy forest has always kept many secrets under the armfuls of juicy moss. And all the creatures that awakened tens of thousands of years ago, from birth know that the forest should be feared. And all of them have learned to live with the entity that longs to devour all living things around, to make it a peacefully dormant part of nature again. All of them… Except for people. Persistent, not ready to put up with the insatiable hunger of nature, they erected fences, dug rivers, performed rituals - all to protect themselves. But what if one person decides to find out the main enemy? To hear what the leaves whisper in the midday darkness? And what will the search for one's self in the mouth of a hungry beast turn out to be?
This story tells of a place from which everything that is considered thinking and alive once originated. The region called Purdelon is the land of the beginning. During the reading, the reader will be immersed in a series of atmospheric experiences, because the text is filled with a large number of descriptions of unusual surroundings and numerous allusions to the psyche and the work of the mind.
This is a play based on Belarusian folklore from the pre-Christian era. It was a time when paganism reigned among the people. They believed in the animism of natural forces, considering that behind every phenomenon lay some supernatural entity. People trembled before these forces, but at the same time, they respected and understood how to appease each power in order to gain its favor.
Unfortunately, very few records have survived from that time, so in order to begin work on the play, a lengthy and meticulous research process was necessary. The result of this work was a substantial amount of material that formed the foundation of the piece. Since the story primarily represents a children's fairy tale, its plot is quite simple, yet it captivates with the pagan color of the Slavic people. This children's story reveals certain aspects of the worldview of the people from a specific territory and allows young viewers to imagine themselves as inhabitants of those ancient times when every corner possessed magical power.
Below you can find one of mine poetries:
Desert, sun, vivid sands
Everything is rife with vastness and light.
Gigantic pyramid, consigned to oblivion
Absorbed by dunes and gnawed by winds.
Only the peak is still up here
Serves as a sanctuary to those who exist.
Darkness and narrowness, stairs and way full of cracks.
Young girl climbs up her road to sky.
Blinding light and drying air
She goes to shore where sea is hidden.
Still white water merges with low bleached sky
Forces the horizon to vanish in the air.
She comes back home, to make her chore
To grab water from the well.
Astringent taste and chalk on teeth
Water splits on sand and dries straight.
Dry skin on hands and heated grip
She comes back home and ends her chore.
Sound of bronze from signal gong
Portends approaching of giant brute.
Long claws and horrific power
Makes the chalkstone to start crumble.
It irrevocably takes an inch of thick stone
And goes away to return on the morrow.
Sun goes down, stars wake up
Sky transforms from light to dark.
The endless desert ends with lasting coast
But there is no world beyond the shore.
Still black water and shining stars
The endless sea becomes the sky.
Ignat Rybchinsky. 9 October, 2023