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Never Cross The Shield

"Ride to Fight, Fight to Ride! This is the law of Harsh Tracks." * The magician werewolf juggler found the boy beyond the shield when a dark wraith was about to take his body. He noticed that there was something wrong with this human boy. He had power. One of the strongest ones that could give the half-god the advantage of taking retribution on his father and other gods... The boy's power became a Secret to protect his head... To keep the memory safe the juggler locked it in a queen card and left it for the boy... The boy must protect himself from greedy eyes... Follow the story to know how Bo overcomes the struggles... ** “Hey Bo, the girl sneaked inside the Feral kin building.” “Send a naughty fly to scan the place!” He hit the brake icon and the car smoothly stopped. “T, make sure you record everything and send it to Fai if we didn’t return within thirty minutes.” "The time had set from now." A woman's voice said. The car operator activated and three of them moved out to follow the girl… Volume one: Feral Engines ____ Volume two: The core seekers The hunters of pixie cores sacrifice the life of Vita for the sake of money and the consumers of the cores waste that valuable element of life to gain more magic or power their engines... **This is a mystery fantasy, follow the MCs and support characters to unlock the mysteries. ** This is a dipolar world (Modern took a side with traditional, a world full of angry half-gods, demons, and filthy creatures. A home where the settlers despite their differences must go hand in gloves to survive. I don't own the art on the cover if you know the artist please direct me on my discord. *This is a fantasy world made by Author.* Please Vote with power Stones.

Naz_Mzf · Fantasi
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Reona: Demon

The high Sheten of Shimote shrine was praying in front of the holy tray. He sprinkled more essence and weed into the smoke. 

Crack! 

"Lucas! What is that?" 

The high sheten growled under breath. The smoke surrounded everywhere and among it, he saw a shadow.

"Lucas?"

No answer came to him but the blood that sprayed on his face. The werewolf sheten formed to his other shape, howled and dodged the strange thing that almost lashed him.

No one replied to his call, he sniffed and blood was all he could sense.

He flashed on the gods' platform where he could gain a proper vision. He saw the beast that had three tongues! From which hell this being had escaped?

The beast was fast and flashed on the Nonorite God's statue. It was considered as disrepute to gods, an unforgivable sin. The Sheten drew his hand out, an orange code forged in front of him above his palm.

"What are you?"