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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 · Fantasie
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227 Chs

Agonizing Truth

Vashti's knees fell to the ground as she coughed blood. The laceration to her stomach unbridled fountains of red liquid as what seemed like a spear pierced through her belly.

"Heeeh. I thought even with the Half-breed you are; you'd still put up a fight."

The spear drew away from Vashti's back, which made her wrap her arms around her belly to conceal the bleeding. To make it stop. Vashti's body trembled as the blood continued to pour. 

Silent steps reverberated across the entirety of the space.

"How many of you were here? Five?" It was the voice of a man—mockingly laughing at Vashti as he approaches her. Vashti slowly turned around, but her efforts were in vain as the man stomped Vashti low to the ground; his boots stepping through her nape.

Vashti held her staff firmly and then chanted a spell, a fireball to counterattack.

"Hoh." The man licked his lips. "You're quite going onto the offensive, considering that cute face of yours."