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Ravens of Eternity

A young woman is reborn inside a mecha VRMMO consumed by galactic warfare, and must rise above the failings of her old life or be lost forever. As she ascends, a spreading darkness threatens to tear her galaxy apart. --- Hello! Thanks for checking out Ravens of Eternity! It’s about a young woman who wakes up in a hostile and dangerous universe and needs to learn to fight for her survival. It explores many themes from empowerment to trauma to loss. This novel is inspired by many mecha anime like Macross and Code Geass, as well as novels like Tanya the Evil and The Legendary Moonlight Sculptor. It is also inspired by games like Mass Effect, Armored Core, and Star Citizen. The novel is also inspired by various space opera and sci fi movies and TV shows, such as Star Wars, Star Trek, The Matrix, Doctor Who, The Mandalorian… The list goes on. This novel most certainly has explicit language, violence, and sexual scenes, though none are over-the-top or gratuitous. There are also scenes that deal with various traumas, from physical to emotional to mental. Lots of heavy stuff. Please enjoy! Find me on: TikTok - @CeritusOrbis Discord - ceritus#0611 linktr.ee/CeritusOrbis

CeritusOrbis · SF
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The Benefactor's Reach, Pt 3

Taloren Prime, Throne System, Imperial Domain of the Boundless Drogar

Night had fallen on Sudorath City, yet another of the massive domed floating cities that dominated Taloren Prime’s ocean surface. Unlike most, Sudorath was hyper specialized and was focused almost exclusively on industry.

The city was dotted with massive manufactories, fabrication bays, machine printers, materials recyclers, and so on. Its coral buildings and streets and skyways were much dirtier than other cities’ buildings. Their normally bright facades were coated in thin layers of soot and filth and grease and dust.

All this was especially true the closer one got to the ground level. It was as though the city’s finest residues settled down there in countless unyielding layers.

In the daytime, the edges where the streets and the buildings met were often so grisly that they were practically blackened by years of accumulated machine grime.