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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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515 Chs

When All Goes Dark

Adrian's gaze remained fixed on the screen, but from the corner of his eye, he caught the subtle shifts in Veda's expression—each one flickering like a shadow across her face.

It was the first time he'd seen her so unsettled.

Her lips pressed tightly together, her brows furrowing, then relaxing, only to crease again in deep concentration. Her eyes darted between the screens as if struggling to maintain her composure, but every fleeting change revealed the emotions she was trying to hide—regret, fear, and something darker… guilt, perhaps?

He swallowed hard, pushing down the knot forming in his throat.

There wasn't time to dwell on Veda's inner turmoil. Aria and the others were still out there, and the city was unraveling at an alarming rate. His eyes moved quickly, swiping across the floating screens in front of him, switching from one feed to another in frantic succession.