- 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»
"Vashti . . ." screams Pelmon, "you monster!"
The necromorph unleashed a cacophonous roar as Pelmon advanced towards it. He leaped into one of the ruins and brandished his blade towards the flesh of the monster. But Pelmon's relapse did not leave even a dent. The attack served futile, like that of a dull sword hitting a sturdy object. Pelmon's blade was a toothpick trying to cut a big chunk of meat.
The necromorph's skin was several times tougher than the ones they had fought before. The book had told them that the necromorphs were supposed to have vital points, and were possible to kill with the proper slashes. But now everything about that book seemed completely different to the monsters they were facing.
And Hosea, Pelmon, and Yael all had the idea why.
"Hehe. Arletha flew." Vashti mumbled, her lips red with her own blood.