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Hundred To One: Birth Of a Prodigy

作者: Worlater
Fantasy
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What is Hundred To One: Birth Of a Prodigy

WebNovel で公開されている、Worlater の作者が書いた Hundred To One: Birth Of a Prodigy の小説を読んでください。When you should be in a place that you should be but receive something that you should not have.But you don't know that you have received something And did not realize that it originally did not belon...

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When you should be in a place that you should be but receive something that you should not have. But you don't know that you have received something And did not realize that it originally did not belong to you?. Such is the Fate of Lee Is it a blessing or is it a curse?

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Rise of The Immortal Wraith

The Immortal Empire: It was time to ascend the heavens and break free from heavens fate, to guard against and destroy the invading forces of the demons and gods, he looked upon the Heavens one last time before he turned to face his men. With his mind determined he said to his companions "Let us be rid of these parasites once and for all!" His younger brother took a step forward with passion in his eyes he yelled "For the Emperor!" the other Immortals bowed in agreement, they replied, " FOR THE EMPEROR!". As the Heavens churned above to strike down the one who would try and make the laws of Heaven and Earth kneel before him. The Heavens seemed to roar as they unleashed their wrath upon the world. In a realm far detached from the will of the heavens a beautiful elf with golden eyes, pale white hair and alabaster skin so fair one would believe him an angelic being. As he stood above the anvil staring at his creation, not with pride but disgust. "Another failure, come here and take this with the others and have them destroyed, send word and these gifts to Lord Kele'brimbor, I need his help". A young servant girl stepped forward taking the ring and placing in a silver box lined in runes with dozens of other failures. She placed the other gifts that were placed next to the anvil into her satchel noticing the extra weight from the black box that seemed as if there were tiny stars from the nights' sky placed upon it the servant girl bowed "Right away Lord Sauron." As she turned closing the silver box leaving the tower, there was a faint flash of green coming from a small crack in one of the runes and beneath the sound of a breeze, a light sigh could be heard. Disclaimer: contains Adult themes, sexual content, violence

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