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The Deceitful One

With the advent of steam power, mankind has advanced and ushered in the industrial revolution. This is the age of steam locomotives, automatons, guns, and cannons, as well as curses, magic, artifacts, and the occult. Hidden in the shadows are a group of extraordinary people who wield enormous power and strange abilities that normal people cannot even begin to comprehend. They are known as Transcendents! Bryan, a wily thief with a penchant for mischief, lost his parents at a very young age and was forced to live on the streets. That is until his whole life turned around when he was shown the Path to becoming a Transcendent. The Theft Path specializes in deceit and illusions. It can steal everything under the heavens. Even the powers, thoughts, and lives of others. Follow Bryan on his journey through this dangerous and treacherous world as he steals from gods and robs the mortals. This is the story of The Deceitful One. *** My novel has a steampunk world setting, so expect a lot of steam-powered technology as well as retro-looking futuristic inventions. Furthermore, there will be churches, secret organizations, and cults. So if you're a fan of LotM—which I have taken inspiration from btw—you will definitely like my novel. Also, this is my first attempt at writing a novel so you might find some mistakes here and there. Just know that I'm constantly trying to improve. Cheers! *** https://discord.gg/ZwFUa2zM

PandaDumpling · Fantasía
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Divine Kingdom

Although Bryan had never heard of Victoria Beaumont, he had surely heard of the Dicentra Research Institute. It was founded under the cooperation of the fourth Emperor of the Dicentra Empire and the three churches on the continent.

Going by that, Bryan deduced that if this beautiful lady beside him was easily more than a thousand years old. He also speculated if she was associated with one of the churches. Just the two people sitting beside him were such big names, he began to wonder about the rest of the members.

Out of curiosity, he looked around the table and saw men and women who looked to be at least in their thirties but Bryan had a feeling that their age was much more than that. He found that he was the youngest member at the table.

Suddenly, his gaze fell upon an old man with long white hair and a beard that reached his chest. He was the oldest of the group, however, his blue eyes shone with vigor and childlike innocence.