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Abyssal Awakening

Having spent her childhood confined in chains, Alice was a child who knew neither love nor joy. Scorned by her family while being tortured in the name of the greater good for years, she grew numb to all feeling and thought. That is, until one day, a man in black offered her a chance to escape. There were once rumours widespread of an endless hell, a land of glorious death and dreadful opportunity. Fools went in search of it, and the clever never ventured into it. Only when its baleful mysteries spilled unto the earth did all hear its name — the Abyss. A single drop of its blood could give someone the power to control shadows, move faster than sound, or strength greater than the strongest man. Yet, it all came at a cost; the blood would always make sure those who consumed it became part of the Abyss, with one exception — Alice. Cast away by her own blood, it was her destiny to rot in a gilded cage. But, that fateful day changed everything. Gifted a second chance at life, a chance to turn her life around and claim vengeance against her family, a chance to dive deep into the Abyss and gain the power to govern her own fate, Alice took his hand, unaware of the destiny unfolding before her. Cover drawn by Aoi Ogata. Discord: https://discord.gg/vrdTSkj8Va

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Reward For Saving The Capital

Standing before the Queen, Alice couldn't help but stay silent and observe the woman in front of her.

She's had two situations where she's met the 'rulers' of a nation. First was Velouria. The second is Verona.

When she first met Velouria, it was when she was sitting amongst a sea of energy strands. The smile on her face as she joked about her own fated demise. In that aspect, Velouria didn't feel like a ruler but rather a neighbour. She felt like a normal girl you could meet on the street.

Yet strangely at the same time, it felt as though there was a veil between them. As though Velouria was living in her own world, knowing things that only she knew. Seeing sights that only she saw.

A rose in a glass case. Slowly withering but no one could help.

Verona on the other hand felt completely different.