Just a huge book enthusiast with a vivid imagination. I decided to put it to use and start my book. :P
2017-06-03 Beigetreten India
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Waed paused, stroking his chin thoughtfully. "True," he admitted, a hint of doubt in his voice. "I heard it was an advisor to the king. I wonder what it was doing there."
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Oof. Thats big
And much more importantly… he had lost his True Name, as well. Because True Names were innately tied to one's fate.
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He wanted freedom and got too much of it
He should have known that there would be a price to pay… no, he had known. Of course, he knew. But he stubbornly pressed forward, anyway.
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Member of your cohort. Ring any bells?
"...Evacuation Army, I guess. Army Command, special envoy."
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Fate laughing at his misery. Victory is always mine!
"...Identify yourself."
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There's trouble in the horizon
Vestin turned, his back to Lyra as he walked away. "Everything," he said, his voice a chilling whisper that echoed through the desolate battlefield.
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Ooh!
Vestin's lips curled into a cruel smile. "None of the mercenaries I hired, nor the bounties I've placed, have yielded any results," he said calmly. "It seems Jonathan has vanished."
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Yeah! I had enough of that idiot
Before anyone could react, a flash of steel flickered. Finn screamed, clutching his ear in agony as blood spurted between his fingers.
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You will bow before my might!
Finn reluctantly backed down, his cheeks flushing with anger and humiliation. Pyrrhus, his threat still hanging in the air, gave a satisfied smirk. "Wise choice," he said, turning to Owen. "Let's go collect our dinner."
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Let's goo!!!
Pyrrhus raised the spinning needle, its point aimed squarely at Finn's chest. "I'm a lot more than you think," he said, his voice dangerously calm. "And I'm not afraid to prove it."
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Sera, tying a knot in a length of rope, did not pause in her actions. "Creature? Those are the Saints of the Forest, kid. They've seen empires rise and fall. They wouldn't break their word," she eyed him up and down, "especially not for a snack."
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Flex
Bram clenched the dagger in his fist. The metal groaned under the strain, the blade bending as his grip tightened. The trainees watched in awe as Bram continued to apply pressure until, with a sound like a controlled explosion, the blade shattered.
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Teach me
Pyrrhus nodded, his resolve unwavering. "Teach me how to unlock my Manalocks."
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victory
When the smoke cleared, the scene was one of utter devastation. The Ravager lay sprawled on the ground, its head a charred, smoking ruin. Its once fearsome form was now a grotesque mockery of its former self.
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The cone slammed into the Ravager's head with the force of a thunderbolt. A blinding flash of light engulfed the clearing, the deafening roar of the explosion momentarily silencing the battle. A wave of scorching air blasted outward, forcing the soldiers to shield their faces.
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👀 Next chapter please!!!
ch 10 The Ravager's Onslaught
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drool monster 🤣🤣
But it did not matter. John, master firefighter, reduced to a drool-monster. He tried picturing his firefighting days, the control, the power... nope, just the indignity of another feeding session.
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Nature, it seemed, had a cruel sense of humor when it came to newborns. John, with all the grace of a drunken hippo, had zero control over his… bodily functions. The indignity!
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A hush fell as his hand tightened around the pommel of a sword. It hummed with an azure energy that crackled like embers. "*The child*," he rumbled, his eyes glowing with excitement, "*is born of fire.*"
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Kael, sensing their hesitation, sneered. A spark of defiance flared in his eyes as he raised a hand, conjuring a small flame that danced in his palm. "Do not mistake our desperation for weakness," he said. "And tell me who's in charge."
Infernal Monarch
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