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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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Mastermind's Domain

Those three figures were none other than the rest of the group Adrian came with - 2 students and 1 instructor.

One of the students', Ceil's, breath came in short, sharp gasps as she sprinted ahead, her arms tightening around the unconscious form of Rhea, who hung limply in her grasp.

Her eyes flickered with worry, but she remained focused, pushing her legs to move faster. Behind her, her senior Cedric ran with Aurelius who was covered head to toe in protective clothes, concealing the extent of his injuries. They didn't have time to have him wear his clothes.

But the most unnerving figure among them was Seraphelis, Aurelius's master. He led the way, his expression unreadable as he carried the dead body of that young girl figure who was lying in the center of the room. Every step he took was deliberate, yet tense, as if he were anticipating the worst.

Suddenly, without warning, Seraphelis halted.