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Aetheric Chronicles: Reborn As An Extra

Thirteen words. "The Author has decided to discontinue this story. We apologize for the inconvenience." That's all it takes to shatter the world of "Aetheric Chronicles"—the year's most acclaimed fantasy webnovel. For thousands of readers, it's heartbreak. For the mysterious masked figure in the final chapter, it's an unfinished destiny. But for Alex, the story's most passionate fan, it's nothing short of betrayal. Then comes the message: "If you truly wish to know the rest of the story..." One mysterious message. And one simple reply. That's all it takes for Alex's world to turn upside down. Now, he's about to discover that some stories refuse to end, even when their authors abandon them. And sometimes, the most passionate readers must become part of the tale they love. In a world where prophecies fail, characters rebel, and plotlines unravel, being the "strongest reader" might not be enough. After all, what happens when an unfinished story decides to write itself? "Some stories choose their readers. Others consume them." _____ ____ _ Warning: This story contains descriptions of violence, gore, and the depiction of intense emotional trauma. Reader discretion is advised. All events and characters are products of the author’s imagination. _____ ____ _ Discord Link -> https://discord.gg/ezVBxwCEPN

Peace_in_Chaos · Fantasie
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Sunset Duel: The Protagonist Vs The Extra

The atmosphere was electric as the final hour approached. The arena, now mended to perfection, gleamed under the golden rays of the setting sun.

The stands were packed, every seat filled with eager spectators whispering about the coming battle. The audience's chatter stilled, however, as Aurelius and Adrian stepped into the arena, their steps deliberate, their presence commanding silence. 

The two stood face to face in the center, the world around them falling away.

No words were exchanged, none were needed.

Their gazes locked—Aurelius's silver eyes blazing with determination and Adrian's cool, deep brown gaze sharp and assessing. It was a clash of wills before the clash of bodies, a silent promise of the storm to come. 

The announcer, standing on a floating platform high above, raised his hands, his voice amplified to a deafening roar.