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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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I Finally Caught You, You Damn Rat

The evening passed quietly in the city of Eldoria, the bustling energy of the day slowly fading into the calm stillness of night. The streetlights flickered to life, casting long, distorted shadows that danced along the cobblestone streets. The shops and markets had closed, and only a few scattered pedestrians walked briskly, eager to return home. 

Miss Jenny walked with her head down, her steps slow and heavy as she made her way towards her home. Her thoughts were clouded with regret and shame, the events of the day replaying in her mind over and over again.

The cold breeze brushed against her, causing her to pull her coat tighter around her shoulders. The surroundings were eerily quiet and scarce, the usual noise of the city reduced to the distant hum of a few carriages and the occasional murmur of voices from behind closed doors.