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Descent Of The Condemned

[Mature Content +18] Hi everyone. If you are bored, I invite you to the amazing adventure of a young man Ramiel, who was betrayed by his comrades (I know, very original.) At first, it may seem boring and full of well-known patterns, but trust me, I have many cool ideas for the future. On a lighter note, it is worth mentioning that this is an R-18 novel with a lot of this kind of stuff. Cultural people will certainly understand. The real story begins after the first few chapters and will consist of the management and development of the dungeon. You won't find a system here that will hand the main character everything on a golden platter. If you think that women will be useless here, you are sorely mistaken. Each of them will be a huge help to the main character and not just an unnecessary addition. I forgot to add that: this is my first novel. ~~~~~~ Don't be scared off by the voluminous first chapters. They are so long because I rewrote them. ~~~~~~ Check reviews before you read. I explained a lot of things there. ~~~~~~ 20 power stones = one extra chapter 50 power stones = two extra chapters 20 golden tickets = one extra chapter 50 golden tickets = two extra chapters I publish additional chapters on Sundays. By Sunday, I mean Sunday in my time zone (seven hours difference from the time of resetting the stones on the site).

AraVus274 · Fantasie
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New Guardians

Vitia shuddered under the weight of Ramiel's words. Strangely, he suddenly seemed extremely dangerous. It was as if he was balancing on the thin line between a shameless scoundrel and an unscrupulous murderer capable of causing carnage on a massive scale.

The vixen felt a slight uneasiness towards the dark side of the former hunter, even though she knew he wouldn't hurt her... or at least she wanted to believe that. Still, she didn't like this side of the man with a strange sense of humor. Now, she certainly wouldn't dare scratch his face! Oh, no, no, no! There is no such possibility. No treasure in the world would force her to do so.

If Vitia has to choose... she definitely prefers the scoundrel.

Feeling the cold yet warm gaze on her, she took a breath.