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»
Trip to Memory Lane
"You're going to be the one to claim Wahid's Vessel."
Why me?
"You're going to be assigned with a task force to go to an abandoned lab."
Why?
"You're not going to become an archaeologist."
Why not?
Ephraim stared at the darkness. He had been hearing voices for a while now. Voices that belonged to people he knew. He listened to their relentless calling with lips shut tight. Hands that were pointing onto him what to do and voices commanding and telling him what and how he should act.
Ephraim sat in that darkness and then, again—he found comfort. Something that he has not to have in a particularly long time. The comfort of his apartment, and the regular things a young adult experience daily.
He heard a distant calling—like a mother's whisper. He wasn't sure if he should be remembering this now. But it did. He walked towards the source of that voice. In the depths of his mind, he saw himself parallel to where he was standing.