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Ethan Knight, a highly respected leader in the military, bids farewell to his comrades as he departs from a familiar campground. His journey marks the end of his military career and the beginning of a new chapter in his life. Having served for seven years and rising to the rank of commanding general, Ethan leaves behind his team, which salutes him with respect and admiration. As the helicopter lifts off, Ethan reflects on his journey from a young recruit to an influential leader known for his exceptional command and battle abilities. Despite his success, Ethan's past haunts him. He recalls his marriage to Anastasia Reed, a once-celebrated CEO whose reputation was tarnished by scandal. Ethan's decision to join the military was driven by a desire to prove his worth and escape the humiliation of his past. Returning with honor, he contemplates the years he spent away and the woman he left behind. Upon arriving at Emerald Coast International Airport, Ethan is confronted with unexpected emotions when a young girl who resembles him mistakes him for her father. This encounter stirs memories and unresolved feelings about his past. As he navigates his return, Ethan faces the challenges of reconciling with his old life and the people he left behind.

In the year 2029, a mysterious tech company named Primordial emerges, rapidly overtaking the global tech industry. Its breakthrough product, Portalis, a cutting-edge virtual reality gaming capsule, becomes an instant sensation. Alongside Portalis, Primordial releases Dawn of the Dauntless, a VRMMORPG that promises unprecedented freedom and immersion. Players flock to experience the game’s limitless possibilities, where they can create unique skills, build kingdoms, and interact with NPCs as if they were real people. Among the millions of players, one group rises above the rest 'The Heartless Guild', an elite coalition of the world’s most dedicated gamers. Though their name suggests ruthlessness, they treat NPCs with respect, believing the game world to be more than a mere simulation. Convinced that Dawn of the Dauntless is a gateway to another reality, they even form bonds with NPCs, some going as far as marrying them. The guild’s leaders, the six most powerful players in the world, unite to create The Republic of the Heartless, a harmonious nation where players and NPCs coexist. However, the game’s idyllic world is shattered when Primordial announces a major update after months of silence. As players eagerly log in, a terrifying event unfolds—1.8 billion players vanish from the real world, their bodies disappearing without a trace. The shocking truth becomes apparent: everyone who logged into the game has become trapped within its vast, digital universe, unable to log out. As panic spreads across the globe, governments and scientists scramble to make sense of the catastrophe, but no answers emerge. Inside the game, the trapped players face a new, darker reality—the world of Dawn of the Dauntless has become their new home, and their quest for survival has just begun. Now, the leaders of The Heartless Guild must rally their forces, uncover the truth behind Primordial’s creation, and navigate a world where fantasy and reality have merged—while the outside world remains in turmoil, desperately seeking the lost billions.

RISE OF THE DAUNTLESS In a world where power is not given, but awakened, survival is not a promise-it is a test. Orion and his friends were never meant to stand out. They were just children from a forgotten village, bound by a system they did not understand and a forest that should not have been alive. But the forest is changing. The deeper they run, the more it learns. Wolves no longer hunt blindly-they adapt. The land no longer resists-it guides. And somewhere in the heart of it all, something far older is watching them awaken. When life and death collide, something inside them breaks open. Abilities emerge. Unstable. Uncontrolled. Dangerous. But power comes with ignorance... and ignorance is fatal. Then they meet Vale. A man who should not exist in a place like this. A man who speaks like he already knows what they will become. And when he offers answers, they are not free. They come with a cost none of them understand yet. Because in this world, awakening is only the beginning. And survival is not enough anymore.

At the front desk of a women's health clinic in Seattle, I ran into my college ex, Rowan Fitzgerald, freshly back from his studies at Cambridge. Rowan's gaze dropped to the abortion appointment form in my hand, his brow furrowing. "Here alone?" "Where's the father?" Before I could explain, he looked away, his voice turning cold. "Never mind. Who you're with these days is none of my business." I ignored him and turned back to my phone, only to see a new post rapidly trending on my Reddit feed: [Urgent. Just ran into my ex-girlfriend at a clinic, about to get an abortion by herself.] [She dumped me five years ago with a single text. How should I get my revenge?]

En la recepción de una clínica de salud para mujeres en Seattle, me encontré con mi ex de la universidad, Rowan Fitzgerald, recién llegado de sus estudios en Cambridge. La mirada de Rowan bajó al formulario de cita para aborto en mi mano, frunciendo el ceño. "¿Estás aquí sola?" "¿Dónde está el padre?" Antes de que pudiera explicarle, apartó la mirada, su voz tornándose fría. "No importa. Con quién estés saliendo estos días no es asunto mío". Lo ignoré y volví a mi teléfono, solo para ver una nueva publicación que se volvía viral rápidamente en mi feed de Reddit: [Urgente. Acabo de encontrarme con mi ex novia en una clínica, a punto de hacerse un aborto ella sola.] [Me dejó hace cinco años con un simple mensaje de texto. ¿Cómo debería vengarme?]

À la réception d'une clinique de santé pour femmes à Seattle, j'ai croisé mon ex de l'université, Rowan Fitzgerald, tout juste revenu de ses études à Cambridge. Le regard de Rowan s'est posé sur le formulaire de rendez-vous pour un avortement dans ma main, son front se plissant. "Tu es seule ?" "Où est le père ?" Avant que je puisse expliquer, il a détourné le regard, sa voix devenant froide. "Peu importe. Avec qui tu es ces jours-ci ne me regarde pas." Je l'ai ignoré et me suis retournée vers mon téléphone, seulement pour voir un nouveau post qui devenait rapidement viral sur mon fil Reddit : [Urgent. Je viens de croiser mon ex-petite amie dans une clinique, sur le point de se faire avorter seule.] [Elle m'a quitté il y a cinq ans avec un simple texto. Comment devrais-je me venger ?]

When Helliza was fourteen years old, she wanted to be independent and have her own freedom. But being hunted by her grandfather's enemies is a hindrance. She had to hide and isolate herself in place that no one could harm her. She grew up knowing all the secrets, and she was trained to take revenge. Unexpectedly, she had then met the sixteen years old and grumpy Hades. She helped him at that time, then she learned who he is. And she had to let him go because he was in a bad state. After years of hiding, Helliza, finally got her freedom, but she was using different identity. Will Hades still recognize her as Helliza even if he was blind when he had met her? Or will Hades learned the truth about all Helliza's lies?

A boy has dreams/visions of death. The world is in constant turmoil as the humans fight and are enslaved by the Inpius Grigori. A Sect of Watchers that want the world for their own.

The night before my wedding, I saw a post on the "r/offmychest" subreddit. The title read: "I slept with my fiancée's maid of honor, but I still love my fiancée. I need to get this off my chest." The post got straight to the point: "I'm getting married tomorrow. And I'm heading to meet the maid of honor right now." "To be honest, it's purely physical with the maid of honor. The one I truly love is my fiancée." "This arrangement works for everyone. I have needs my fiancée can't meet, but the maid of honor... she's uninhibited." "Besides, she's her best friend. She would never hurt her." From their professions and the story of how they met, right down to the wedding venue—I knew instantly. The poster was my fiancé, Joel. This former Ivy League star quarterback once declared he would give up the world for me. He’d proven his love with countless passionate nights and waited three long years before I finally said yes. For the seven years we were together, he had loved me with a devotion that bordered on obsession, just as he'd promised. So much so that he could never bring himself to unleash his rougher side on me. On a whim, I pulled up the security camera feed for the wedding venue. Under the floral arch where we were meant to exchange our vows, two naked bodies were writhing in the dark. Petals rained down with their violent movements. The tattoo of my name on Joel's chest and the ugly scar on Maya's back—a scar she’d gotten for me—were pressed together in a sickening display of irony.