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The Rise Of A Shadowsmith

Do read my new novel **Chimaera's Conquest**. It would mean a lot to me if you could read it and give your valuable review. Thanks in advance. *** In the ordinary world, Shinon was happy with operating his family business as a weapon supplier to the dungeon divers. However, one day everything changed. Shinon woke up in a world overrun by zombies. His abilities weren't made for combat, but when all seemed lost, something happened inside him. A new power awoke within him. The ability to manipulate shadows. Able to command darkness to do his bidding, Shinon uses his newfound powers to stay alive in a world where death is always around the corner. As he sets out on his quest, he must navigate through a dangerous landscape filled with zombies, rival survivor groups, and other threats. Along the way, he meets other survivors who join him on his mission. Together, they face incredible odds and overcome seemingly insurmountable challenges. As they journey deeper into the heart of the zombie-infested world. Shinon discovers his powers might not be enough to save them all. He must face not only the hordes of the undead but also his own inner demons as he grapples with the morality of using his powers to save those he loves. When the stakes grow higher, and the threat of the zombies becomes direr, Shinon must decide what he is willing to sacrifice in order to survive. Will Shinon use his powers to save humanity from the brink of extinction, or will he succumb to the darkness within him and become the very thing he is fighting against? *** Join Discord for exclusive daily character arts! Discord server link: https://discord.gg/KBa7tWTYzp Owned Cover. All rights reserved. Font credit: Wounded_Warrior

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The Prince's Debauchery

Deep within the confines of his prosperous chambers, Aric sat upon his extravagant throne made of the skulls of the undead and the living, his features reflecting the cruel nature of his heart. With a regal bearing, Aric exuded an air of authority and power like no other. 

He was a tall, broad-shouldered and muscular man with a beard of golden hair cascading down to his chest. His piercing eyes, a chilling shade of icy blue, seemed to hold the weight of a thousand secrets and the darkness of his ruthless reign.

Having returned from a triumphant "expedition" with a group of captured slaves, Aric revelled in his power and dominance. 

The air was thick with debauchery as his loyal soldiers indulged in their own pleasures outside the palace with the women Aric had rejected or cast out from his harem.

Aric, adorned in luxurious garments that showcased his status, exuded an air of arrogance and entitlement.