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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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The Late Mid Term Exams

[Volume 3: Extra Rises.]

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The next week.

The vacation ended all too soon, and the academy grounds buzzed with the return of students. The crisp winter air and the lingering excitement of the holiday break were quickly overshadowed by an announcement that sent shockwaves through the halls.

"Attention, all students," a voice crackled over the academy's communication system. "Exams will commence immediately this week. Each instructor will announce the specifics for their respective classes. Good luck."

A collective groan echoed through the corridors as students exchanged panicked glances. Many had spent the break relaxing, completely unprepared for the sudden onset of exams. The academy, it seemed, had a knack for catching everyone off guard.

Our first class of the day was Elemental Manipulation. As we filed into the classroom, the atmosphere was tense. Instructor Lyr stood at the front, his expression as stern as ever.