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»
Cursed Vessel
A bread seller at day—and at night, a thief.
That was who the leader of the most wanted troupe in Patriargë is.
Dayie.
"My mother named me Dayie which in old Patriargan meant 'Lost'. She named me Lost because she thought I had no future to hold. It had reflected her very own existential crisis."
Dayie had just finished selling bread. The baker had already locked his bakery, and Dayie had gone out with few copper coins, just enough to buy one stale bread. She proceeded to keep them, nonetheless. She walked towards the aisle of Patriargë and watched the setting sun to the sea. It was indeed a spectacle to look at.
Their country was beautiful for foreigners because they haven't seen the ugliness within it.
Or they refuse to see it.
Dayie was a witness to both the beauty of Patriargë and its ugliness.
"One apple, please."
"Two copper coins for that… oh, four."