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Records of Rebirth

Aurelia Ross was a normal girl who had it all planned. Stay out of trouble, take care of your siblings, get into College. Nothing too out of the ordinary. However, due to forces outside of her control she has been reborn. The gods deemed her fate short and unfulfilled, so they placed her into a new world, granting her a second chance at life. Born on the planet of Aeon, in a vast underground world teeming with creatures. She will build a new life, and rewrite past wrongs so she can finally be happy. There's only one small problem. She's no longer human and everything in her new environment is either trying to eat her or feed her to their children. But its not all bad. She has the unique skill [Devour] that let's her gain the abilities of anything she kills. In a new world with its own set of rules, will this be enough to triumph, or will she need more wit than magic? Can Aurelia get strong enough to survive or will she get devoured before she gets to enjoy her new life? -------- This story will contain multiple POV's further down the line. But for now it mostly focuses on Aurelia, her nestlings and their adventures. Don't go in expecting romance, you will be disappointed. -------- Genres: Fantasy, Reincarnation, Adventure, Action, Monsters, God's, Goddesses, Evil Religions, Manipulative Characters, Cunning Protagonist, Mystery. -------- Cover Editor: @KCChakry [A big bully]

EternalNightLotus · Fantasie
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Fennelis Moonriver

It glinted silver and was very high up in the mist, the thing that Fennelis was watching. The wood elf wondered what it might be. 

Perhaps a monster? But it was too far away to tell. He strained to make out what the airborne figure could be, but it soon vanished from view behind a cloud of mist and soon Fennelis came down from his spot in the trees.

There were nine figures drenched in rain around the soldering fire. None spoke as he came down, each sticking to their respective groups to whisper amongst themselves. 

Fennelis joined the group and began to stoke their weakening campfire in silence. The mood around their campfire had darkened since they were attacked in the middle of the night by a mysterious creature.

The men on his right were whispering in quiet voices. They seemed like soldiers, but he wasn't sure he could call them that. They were dressed in a mix of different armours.