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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

The Vessel’s Barrier (Part 3)

Thunderstorms echoing across the vast sent faint vibrations upon the ship. Borgh had just arrived in the storage room and locked it from the inside. The storage room of the ship is one of the largest compartments in the carrack given the fact that it is the room used to keep the goods. Borgh panted as he looked back at the knob. It was locked. Barrels, boxes filled with apple, and dry-aged meat dangling on top at every two sides of the thoroughfare welcomed him.

Borgh ambled his way forward. He has to hide or at least find his crew. Every step marked his haste and his labored breaths showed his exhaustion and panic. Any moment now, those men could show up anytime with their cutlass and give him no mercy. Pirates, who were said to target large merchant ships and strip the crew off of everything whilst severing their captain's head—were notorious in the seas.