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Lost: To Be Found

In a world full of magic, monsters, and mysteries; Dahlia was destined to take part in events that would change history. ________________________________________ Having lived a life of an abused and isolated child, Dahlia only had her studies to pass time and her plants to keep her company. After having been forsaken by her family, it's no surprise that her whole life began to change after leaving her home and being introduced to society. It would only take a single encounter between her and a seductive vampiress for her to find a new start to her life as well as a happy and obsessive love. Now with their fates entwined, the two are bound to face not only changes in their own lives, but also changes that will redefine their era. Going from being trapped in a powerless situation, Dahlia now begins her journey as she discovers secrets about herself, the world, and slowly but surely grows into power and becomes someone that would shake the world. ________________________________________ Welcome to my first novel! I'm quite nervous writing this but also very excited! Going forward, I'm sure there's a lot I'll need to learn, but I hope you enjoy the story and journey along with me. This story is going to contain some serious and dark themes. I can't do a proper trigger warning list because I don't know how the story will progress, but abuse, violence, gore, and sexual assault are topics that will be covered. Credit to the artist who created the cover art. I couldn't find the original artist's name, but I would like to give credit if possible. If there are any conflicts, please contact me and I can remove the art.

AngelAsphodel · Fantasy
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242 Chs

Statues of forgotten truths

As it turned out, where the first floor was primarily for housing, living areas, basic lecture halls, and a couple libraries, the second floor was a bit different. First of all, the elaborate carvings into the stone had only gotten more detailed and this second floor seemed to resemble a place of worship all the more. Worrying about threats was also completely unnecessary as not a single soul resided in these depths other than the miscellaneous arachnid or insect that found some form of comfort in the cold dark ruins. 

Looking through room after room, it quickly became clear that this second floor was dedicated to experimentation and rituals. Hell, even the large bath house that they stumbled on earlier seemed to be arranged more for the sake of cleansing the body rather than leisurely bathing.