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Searching for Andromeda

- Hiatus! Coming back this 2024 - Ephraim, or as called by his colleagues, Raim, is an archeologist. Upon his commencement, he was stationed with a task force consisting of a researcher, a biologist, a doctor, and a former sergeant-in-arms; their team entrusted with a duty to examine the desolated LAB of an abandoned former space station: ANDROMEDA. As a man of science, he knew what his weakness was: curiosity. Upon entering the premises of ANDROMEDA, Raim discovers that succumbing to his desires would prove fatal one day. And that day has come. By the end of the darkness of the seemingly isolated laboratory was not obscurity filled with dust and desolation—but a tunnel leading to another realm of knowledge. A pathway to another dimension. No… the -pathway- to another world. The entrance to a completely different time where magic, knights, kingdom, monsters, and battles reigned supreme; Now Ephraim and his task force must utilize their existing knowledge and cultivate their given power to survive onslaughts and drive the kingdoms of another world to prosperity. [note: if you push through chapter 13 where the action generally starts, it will be worth it.] The artwork from this temporary cover is from is Windreader Zell from Bagoum. I do not own this artwork. https://sv.bagoum.com/cards/104421030 • • SUPPORT THE AUTHOR • • Buy me a coffee to keep me awake from long nights of writing: https://ko-fi.com/chainslock «CONTEST: Webnovel Spirity Spring Awards 2020»

Chainslock · Fantasy
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227 Chs

Sam's Advice

"This," Dayie said. "…is the Sand Dagger. They said that it can turn back the time as per the owner's desire. This is what the people termed as 'Wahid's Vessel'. But this is already cursed, which rendered it useless. It hasn't been used for a thousand years."

Wahid's vessel… that dagger? Samuel blinked as he stared at the dagger. Cursed? Not used for a thousand years…? There were just too many questions running on Samuel's mind right now.

"Well, I will sell it tonight."

"What?" Samuel scowled. "Sell? Something precious as that?" They have been attacked because of Ephraim's vessel just until recently, after all. Samuel couldn't believe that someone would just nonchalantly sell what others acquired through both blood and sweat… but then again, a thousand years have passed without it being used.

"We will need funding for the weapons we will need." She said. "Will you join us or not?"

"Join what…?"

Dayie sighed. "You're a foreigner, alright."