Worldember Prep

WorldEmber 2025.

Because apparently the universe saw that I finally started eating properly, working out, sorting my life, and developing actual mental clarity… and decided:

“Yes. Now. NOW is the moment to unleash creative chaos.”

My old writing mode was:
Exhausted goblin scribbler powered by caffeine and spite.

My new writing mode is:
Focused chaos entity with protein intake, stable energy, and enough cognitive horsepower to generate lore at unsafe speeds.

I’m not convinced this is an improvement.
I am convinced it’s dangerous.

Also, I keep telling myself I’m finished writing about maids.
Truly.
Definitely.
No more maid articles.
…Probably.
…Maybe.
…Look, I’m trying. (Okay, no I’m not. But it sounded responsible for five seconds.)

So here we are.
Welcome to my WorldEmber pledge.
This isn’t a plan — I don’t do those.
This is a declaration from a newly upgraded creative gremlin who now has stamina and a concerning amount of clarity.

Aethryn — The Threadworld of Recycled Myths & Divine PR Meltdowns

A bright, ancient fantasy world shaped by:

• belief
• myth-sediment
• dungeon tantrums
• ruins that remember their stories
• and gods who behave like celestial influencers having engagement crises

I chose Aethryn because my brain now wanders longer, thinks louder, and produces more nonsense than ever — and Aethryn rewards that.

Will I hit 25k? Yes.
Will I overshoot? Probably.
Will something "ecchi" slip in even when I swear it won’t?
…Listen. Things happen.

How Aethryn Happened (Accidentally, Loudly, and Entirely My Fault)

This started with one innocent idea:

“Let’s make a fantasy Threadworld.”

Then my brain added:

“But not generic. Generic fantasy makes my soul itch.”

Then:

“What if it pretends to be generic but is secretly Last Home-coded?”

Then came the intrusive thought:

“What if the gods are basically YouTubers with divine powers who throw continent-shattering tantrums when their view count drops?”

And suddenly I had:

• divine PR disasters
• dungeon boredom-engines
• ruins built from dead story cycles
• adventurers acting as narrative maintenance workers
• gods hyperfixating on mortals
• an entire Threadworld screaming to be written

So yes.
Aethryn is my fault.
And WorldEmber is stuck with it.

The Part Where I Accidentally Started a Whole Light Novel Threadworld

Somewhere in the middle of all this, I remembered I’m also working on the Legendary Maids light novel — the one where part of the story actually takes place inside this very Threadworld.

And then my brain went:
“Oh crap, I haven’t added this Threadworld to the website.”

A normal person would’ve made a three-line stub.
A sensible person would’ve left it for later.

I, however, am not sensible.

I wrote one paragraph.
It spawned another.
And then eight more.
And then suddenly I looked up and realised I’d created an entire cosmological accident featuring gods, ruins, dungeon cycles, belief physics, and adventurers held together by faith, luck, and questionable career decisions.

So yes — Aethryn exists because I needed a place for the novel to land, and my brain escalated dramatically.

Will previews from the light novel appear during WorldEmber?
Maybe.
Possibly.
If the muse demands it.
(And if I accidentally drop a chapter, mind your business.)

Aethryn & the Last Home Cosmology

Threadworlds don’t follow physics.
They follow stories.

They form because people believe, fear, assume, emotionally catastrophise, and mutter half-remembered myths until the Pattern goes:

“Fine. This is reality now.”

In Aethryn:

• Geography moves for dramatic effect
• Monsters appear because belief demands content
• Ruins accumulate like narrative sediment
• Dungeons update themselves like bad mobile games
• Gods rebrand when they’re bored
• Physics is optional; narrative is compulsory

Aethryn behaves like a world written by emotion rather than atoms — which is also how I write.

Final Thought

I don’t plan.
I wander.
I chase ideas sideways until they turn into worlds.

Aethryn is the perfect storm of everything my brain loves:
myth, humour, meddling gods, story-sediment ruins, dungeon tantrums, and bright JRPG chaos.

This December?

Healthy Moonie.
Focused Moonie.
Dangerous Moonie.

Wish me luck.
Or don’t.
It won’t stop the ideas anyway.

~ Moonie Out