Searching for Andromeda
- Hiatus! Coming back this 2024 - Ephraim, or as called by his colleagues, Raim, is an archeologist. Upon his commencement, he was stationed with a task force consisting of a researcher, a biologist, a doctor, and a former sergeant-in-arms; their team entrusted with a duty to examine the desolated LAB of an abandoned former space station: ANDROMEDA. As a man of science, he knew what his weakness was: curiosity. Upon entering the premises of ANDROMEDA, Raim discovers that succumbing to his desires would prove fatal one day. And that day has come. By the end of the darkness of the seemingly isolated laboratory was not obscurity filled with dust and desolation—but a tunnel leading to another realm of knowledge. A pathway to another dimension. No… the -pathway- to another world. The entrance to a completely different time where magic, knights, kingdom, monsters, and battles reigned supreme; Now Ephraim and his task force must utilize their existing knowledge and cultivate their given power to survive onslaughts and drive the kingdoms of another world to prosperity. [note: if you push through chapter 13 where the action generally starts, it will be worth it.] The artwork from this temporary cover is from is Windreader Zell from Bagoum. I do not own this artwork. https://sv.bagoum.com/cards/104421030 • • SUPPORT THE AUTHOR • • Buy me a coffee to keep me awake from long nights of writing: https://ko-fi.com/chainslock «CONTEST: Webnovel Spirity Spring Awards 2020»
Sacrifices to Attain One’s Goals (Part 3)
Hosea felt a bead of sweat dripping across his forehead. The lids in his eyes were heavy, his throat had been going parched as he hurled and heaved. His depleted mana was taking a toll on his body.
Hosea could feel his limbs going limp like a wanton, and his sense of touch going numb. But despite these setbacks, Hosea remained conscious. He had to endure the exhaustion trying to pull him to sleep. If he succumbed, he knows he might die. Hosea could still feel the trudging and the turns they took from the changes in the breeze around him, which acted as the proof he wasn't hallucinating. His senses were the key to his survival.
However, his sensations were gradually weakening as he feels his mana drop. This made it harder for him to differentiate whether he was imagining the feeling or it was real. Thankfully, he could still distinguish which is which, but he knows that there's no telling when he will lose his senses.
And it was because of his mana.