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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»

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The Battle for Dayie's Freedom (Part 2)

Dayie was in the middle of a reverie when she heard it—the sound of chamber doors opening and closing so quietly at dawn. From the dark came a person whose blond locks were similar to hers. Everything was a blur, because she was half-conscious, exhausted, sore, and was still processing the fact that she might really die for tomorrow.

He didn't say any word. He just sauntered his way towards her and then began to do something with the shackles on her ankle. It wasn't that Dayie didn't mind; she was just too spaced out to do something.

But she was able to see his on-edge expression once again.

It was similar to that night, except now, he seemed to be more at ease—more determined. But anxious, still.

"Save Patriarge, Dayie." He said. "I know you can do it."

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