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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 · Fantaisie
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Inspection Gone Wrong

They entered the aviary one after another, the doors closing softly behind them. The large space was filled with the soft rustle of feathers and the occasional chirp of bird-type beasts, a tranquil atmosphere that belied the tension in the air.

The aviary was a vast, domed structure, its ceiling high enough to allow even the largest of the winged creatures to soar freely. Sunlight filtered through the glass panels above, casting dappled light across the lush greenery that filled the space.

The inspectors and Mr. Hawke moved purposefully, their eyes scanning the area with a calculated intensity.

Adrian stayed close to Mrs. Rena, watching the way she held herself with a quiet confidence, though he could sense the undercurrent of anxiety beneath her composed exterior. Irithel and the other workers hung back slightly, their expressions a mix of concern and vigilance.