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Date off death

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Pleasent_Death · ファンタジー
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Seclusion Of A Knight - Origins Of The Seven Volume 2

""Behold the origin story of the famed and wildest hero, Brad Silverhilt, one of the Seven Harbingers. Their arrival heralded a new age of great impact on the World of Aerkha." "Amidst the implementation of the reformed knighthood system, the noble knights found themselves confined within the boundaries of their cities, their desires to reclaim their former powers fueling their resistance against the new order. Unyielding in their determination, they clung to the hope of regaining control, strategically sending their noble offspring as candidates for knighthood within the revamped system. Meanwhile, King Illuen D'harven, the esteemed High Commander and mastermind behind the new knighthood system, remained resolute in his conviction that true heroes would only emerge through arduous and disciplined training. He firmly championed the idea that equal rights should be bestowed upon every candidate within the newly established knighthood system. Only the passage of time would determine whether his idealistic vision or the pragmatic approach would prevail. However, among the ranks of the knights, a singular candidate who joined their esteemed order during the fourth year of the Unified Illuthar Kingdom would soon come to realize that in order to reshape the very fabric of the world's narrative, he must undergo a profound metamorphosis within a remarkably brief span of fewer than ten years." Author's Note to Reader: "Dear Reader, the Origins of The Seven series comprises separate books featuring the backstory of seven heroes, and there is no specific reading order." This novel, written in the tradition of classic fantasy, aims to weave a tapestry akin to the illustrious campaign tales such as Dragonlance and Forgotten Realms, while retaining its own unique essence. It could be marked as my fourth attempt in the last fifteen years, but the second to be published here or anywhere. Previously, I was hesitant to share my work, but now I am eager to receive any criticism. Therefore, dear reader, I implore you to provide your comments freely. Your thoughts are invaluable to me. Thank you in advance, and I hope you relish this tale.

Mahir_The_Bard · ファンタジー
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Solitary Vampiress and Puppy Duke

“Do you believe in the rumours?” She asked, tilting his chin up to meet her gaze. A surge of fear overwhelmed him as his throat went dry, her eyes were clearly abnormal and animalistic, a predator which could devour him at any second. Yet after getting a good look, his eyes begun to sparkle brightly. His lips turned into a smile almost instantly, as he reached for her hands. Despite her’s being frozen solid, he seemed to pay no mind to it and it made her a bit stiff. “If you’re really a vampire, would you like my blood to repay you?” He asked, no hint of nervousness in his voice. In his eyes, she was like a beautiful gem which just saved him, even if she had left him out in the halls to freeze for the last week. Surprised, she took a single step back before slapping his hand away. “It seems the cold has made you delusional. How annoying.” She growled lifting her hand up in the air and flicking her wrist, sending him flying. By her strength, he’d end up at the bottom of the mountain if he survived. Turning her heel she immediately teleported back to her mansion, returning to the empty halls of her solitary lifestyle. That was the first time in centuries she spoke freely with a human, she nearly forgot how warm they were. Nevertheless, she would never touch one again… “Please, marry me!” The mysterious honey-blonde man had returned once again the next morning, hiking all the way up the mountain and into her mansion, proposing to her with a large ring and a flushed look. He wore much warmer clothes and was filled with nerves as he tried to look her in the eye, asking for her hand. She had no idea how to deal with him, other than taking the ring and completely breaking it with one touch. “Leave.” She demanded for the umpteenth time as she could see his eyes sadden and a figurative tail stop wagging. This man really was like a puppy. “Did I propose wrong? Is it different in vampire custom? Do you want the wedding gifts now?” He asked while still kneeling, begging her to give him a chance as she shut her room door hard enough for the mansion to shake, and boarded it up with wood. Just what was the problem with this strange human? ——————————————— [WSA 2022 fantasy.] please consider supporting the novel by commenting or reviewing, etc. however, please do not feel forced to do so. cover “yashiro nene fanart” via d_o_k_k_a if pinterest links were correct. based off their twitter, repost/use was not prohibited, unless commercial which this novel is not. please note my jpn translation may not be 100%, and since that may be wrong, if they have ever said reusing is prohibited, please inform. [rating due to violence, fantasy themes.] ——————————————— A story of a solitary vampiress, one who has struck fear into people around her and outwardly closed off her heart, and her puppy duke that follows her constantly. While he is determined to marry her, she wants nothing more than for him to leave her… alone. The road ahead of them is difficult. Every time she sees him she has a headache, and each time he sees her he is filled with admiration. Although she doesn’t exactly hate him, she’s still very unwilling to spend time with him!

dollxholic · ファンタジー
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THE BLACK APPLE

In a world built with lies, does the truth still matters? Who cares about the truth? When we're all slaves to power. .*. Her sharp sword reflects the moonlight as she drags its tip across the blood-stained floor with her right hand. Her floor-length white nightgown⁠- now stained red with blood flutters as she walks barefoot in the dimly lit hallway, slashing anyone who comes her way without mercy. The pupils of her eyes turned into a dark shade of red with golden streaks, filled with rage, she could only see red. She walked until she made it outside the east palace, her home— her prison. Several assassins appeared out of nowhere and attacks her altogether, before they could even touch a single strand of her hair, they were suppressed mid-air, unable to control their bodies. The swords they were holding fell to the ground as their hands try to pry off the invisible hand tightly squeezing their necks. "That's just the first step of suffering you'll have to endure, soon your blood will flow backward and out every hole in your body." Seconds after, the words she uttered happened and the assassins fell lifeless on the hard cold cement floor, bathing with their blood. Not bothering to spare them a glance, she continued her pursuit and walked forward. Arriving at the main palace, she scans her surroundings before going inside. Just as she excepted, six assassins flew down from the ceiling and launched toward her. They were much stronger than the ones sent to her residence. "This isn't too bad for a warm-up." Raising her sword vertically, she parried an attack. Kicking the opponent's knees, she hopped and landed on the other assassin's shoulder causing him to tumble back with a loud thud. Without falling with him, she turns mid-air and twirled her sword, slashing the previous assassin in the neck, whose attack she blocked earlier. Veering around, she slashed the torso of the assassin behind her, landing on the marble floor. She released her sword, and it floated, and moved on its own accord towards the three remaining assassins, piercing their hearts in one swift manner before returning to her right hand's grasp. As she walks forward more assassins appeared, and getting impatient she decided to use magic. "Halt." With a single command, everyone came to an abrupt stop, others who lunged toward her were left floating mid-air. "Hell's Tango." After uttering the command, the assassins were able to move again, but could only attack one another. She took a few steps and stopped before the palace's golden double doors, that's separating the throne room and the receiving area. She just woke up from a deep slumber, she didn't expect to be welcomed this way. She closed her eyes as if trying to calm down, everyone close to her is gone. Their deaths shall not be in vain. Inhale... Exhale... Inhale... Exhale... She sharply opened her eyes, and a gust of find blew from her back and pushed the double doors apart. Smirking, she looked at the person across her, sitting on the golden throne. . . . . . . . Instead of attacking, she stretched her limbs and yawned. "I was asleep for so long... did you miss me?"

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