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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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Second Prince Vs Crown Prince

The arena, still caught in the aftermath of the unmasking, was stunned into silence. For a moment, it felt as though the world itself had stopped, all eyes fixed on Cedric and Aurelius. Then, unexpectedly, Cedric started laughing.

"Hahaha!"

"Hahaha!"

It wasn't a laugh of disbelief or humiliation; it was something darker, deeper. His shoulders shook, and his laughter grew louder until it echoed across the battlefield.

"Good… good!" Cedric said, his voice dripping with an eerie mix of satisfaction and hidden madness. "I've been waiting for this moment... brother. Waiting for so long to fight you—really fight you."

Aurelius's expression didn't waver, though his grip on his sword tightened. "Is that so?" he asked, his voice calm but edged with challenge.