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Aetheric Chronicles: Reborn As An Extra

Thirteen words. "The Author has decided to discontinue this story. We apologize for the inconvenience." That's all it takes to shatter the world of "Aetheric Chronicles"—the year's most acclaimed fantasy webnovel. For thousands of readers, it's heartbreak. For the mysterious masked figure in the final chapter, it's an unfinished destiny. But for Alex, the story's most passionate fan, it's nothing short of betrayal. Then comes the message: "If you truly wish to know the rest of the story..." One mysterious message. And one simple reply. That's all it takes for Alex's world to turn upside down. Now, he's about to discover that some stories refuse to end, even when their authors abandon them. And sometimes, the most passionate readers must become part of the tale they love. In a world where prophecies fail, characters rebel, and plotlines unravel, being the "strongest reader" might not be enough. After all, what happens when an unfinished story decides to write itself? "Some stories choose their readers. Others consume them." _____ ____ _ Warning: This story contains descriptions of violence, gore, and the depiction of intense emotional trauma. Reader discretion is advised. All events and characters are products of the author’s imagination. _____ ____ _ Discord Link -> https://discord.gg/ezVBxwCEPN

Peace_in_Chaos · Fantasía
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Ferocious Scythe Vs Subtle Assasin

'I want to fight him.' 

Scythe boy's mouth watered at the thought of their battle.

Meanwhile, the young man's lips twitched upward into a smile, but it was a smile that was almost predatory. There was something dangerous in it, something far colder than the scythe boy's own grin. It was a knowing smile. A smile that said, I'm aware of what you're trying to do, but it also carried a subtle challenge of its own.

"Alright," the young man said, his voice smooth, without a hint of hesitation or uncertainty. "Let's see what you've got."

The scythe boy's heartbeat quickened. This was it. This was the fight he had been waiting for.

"Hehe, let me show you then." 

_____ __ 

The gong resounded, signaling the start of the duel. The colosseum fell into utter silence, the kind that crackled with tension. All eyes were locked on the platform where the scythe boy and the young man stood, the air between them almost tangible with anticipation.