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Fate Weaver: Temporal Warrior

'Fate Weaver' launches you into the epic journey of Cyrus, an ordinary villager who is thrust into an extraordinary role as a Temporal Warrior after a catastrophic storm shatters his peaceful life. Unleashing his newfound powers of time manipulation and foresight, along with the aid of Queen, a sentient AI companion, he embarks on an interstellar quest filled with trials, foes, and high-stake adventures. In this immersive space opera, watch as Cyrus evolves from a simple villager into the inspirational leader of the Company of the Crescent Blades, earning respect and unwavering loyalty in epic battles across the cosmos. However, as Cyrus and Queen delve deeper into the mysteries of the universe, they uncover a deadly power struggle for control of a weapon capable of saving or annihilating thousands of civilizations. With time on his side and Queen's intelligence, Cyrus stands resolute to claim this power and determine the fate of the universe. Through grand battles, unexpected alliances, and personal growth in the face of cosmic calamity, Cyrus ascends as a beacon of hope for his land, fulfilling his destiny as its Savior, and revealing the boundless potential within every living being. Join us in 'Fate Weaver' as we traverse the fabric of time and space, redefine destiny, and explore the wonders of artificial intelligence and the human spirit.

Elias_Least · Fantasi
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151 Chs

Lilien's Negotiations

As the group of Crescent Army soldiers drew nearer, the guard on the left, his voice strained and hoarse, raised a trembling hand and bellowed, "Stop right there!" The words hung in the air, heavy with tension and uncertainty, as two guards popped up from behind a makeshift grass screen as if they had not been seen for the last ten minutes.

The capable and proud Lilien led the group of soldiers, her keen eyes sizing up the disheveled guards who stood before them. As the perceived leader of the party, she knew it was her responsibility to engage with these downtrodden men. Yet, she could not bring herself to address them directly, as their unkempt appearance and wild demeanor seemed beneath her lofty station. Instead, she raised her hand, signaling for her soldiers to halt their advance, and turned her gaze to Gavric and Eamon. Her piercing eyes silently conveyed her expectations, prompting the brothers to take charge of the situation.