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A gods vessel

Eight years ago, a devastating war erupted between two powerful nations. The reasons behind this catastrophic conflict remained unclear, though many speculated that territorial expansion was a major factor. The war raged on with neither side gaining a clear victory, earning it the name "War of the Tides." The aftermath was grim, resulting in a drastic reduction of the population in the affected countries. Among the millions affected was fifteen-year-old Dan Lionheart, who grew up in the war-torn region of Tufesti. As a child, Dan lacked the privileges that many others took for granted. The war stripped him of everything: his father, whose face he struggled to remember, and, a few years after the war ended, his mother went missing as well. Dan turned to his mother’s research for solace and became deeply immersed in it. Driven by the dream of finding his mother and joining the ranks of the most formidable military force of his timecalled Guardians, Dan sets out on a journey that will eventually change his perception of the world. —————— It gets better at chapter 60 If you are looking for an action packed apocalyptic novel check out Grey: Monsters —————— Story pace: Normal Chapter Update: 1500 per day 10 power stones 1 bonus chapter 20 power stones 3 bonus chapters 30 power stones 5 bonus chapters Let's GO!!

Bjbrown393 · Fantasy
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77 Chs
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Hundreds of wolves?

It was quiet and calm, so quiet that the only sound heard was the cracking sound of wood set ablaze and the whistling of air wheezing through lonely alleys.

Each guild member walked their separate ways as they ventured around what seemed to be a deserted land. All sorts of unsightly scenes were all over the place: people's heads separated from their bodies, bodies that were in half, those that were already eaten and dumped halfway, guts, and intestines with the paints of blood littered everywhere.

"This is terrible," a young girl said, holding her mouth.

"I expected as much. These are wolves we are dealing with, and to make matters worse, they are trail wolves. I'd rather fight five wild wolves than a single trail," a middle-aged man explained.

"But this is just too much," the girl added again.

"Little girl, if you think we came here for vacation, it's better you leave now," another man entered the conversation.

"But…!" The girl kept quiet.