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Rise Of The Monarch

"The one to stop the Great Cataclysm shall be you." This is a story about a defective, corrupted 'character'. Lucas was an anomaly to the world. He was an alchemist who lived in the town known as the Player's spawning point. Batches of humans would come through a spatial rift formed in front of the town's gates, calling themselves Players and bearing a mission to subjugate the last floor of Eve, the Tree of Origin that stood in the middle of the world. Every time the Players fail to reach the apex of Eve, everything would be 'deleted', and then 'updated' into a newer copy of the world. Lucas was powerless to do anything other than watch as countless Players fail to complete their mission. No one succeeded, no matter how many versions of the world was created and destroyed. One day, he met Regina, an angel who told him that he was the key to unlocking the world's secrets and breaking out of the cursed loop. He was given freedom- the status of a 'Player'. The trick? He had to clear Eve and prevent the Great Cataclysm from happening! _______ What happens when a puny character is given enormous power and a grand mission to complete? Watch the journey of the puny alchemist Lucas as he rises to glory!

illeannne · Fantasy
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29 Chs

Adel's Dilemma

Adel was slightly skeptical. No, he was highly skeptical.

A mixture of curiosity and worry flooded his mind.

Why did Lucas rush everything so much?

As if he already had a concrete goal, and was chasing it desperately, even though it had only been days after they arrived here?

Like.. he was already originally a part of this world in the first place- not needing any time to get adjusted and having all the knowledge he needed in hand?

"..This is the second time someone warned me about ditching the group.. Really, why are they all like this? Isn't it better to stick with teammates in this kind of situation?"

"In such a foreign environment, how can they be so.. calm?" Adel muttered under his breath in a low volume.

He felt a little vexed. Out of place.

For a split second, memories of the group he led causing trouble and pestering him for every single little problem crossed his mind. It caused a sense of displeasure to sprout inside his heart.