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»
Who is the Second Incarnate?
Ruri still cannot believe what she had heard. Did Samuel just say those foreign symbols—the ones that were engraved to the staff—belonged to his native language?
Ruri hasn't studied every language, so it was plausible enough. She was certain that the world was bigger than Patriarge, and there are all sorts of languages to be found; however, to which country did they belong? It felt unfamiliar; in fact, too foreign for her. It was as if the language didn't belong anywhere else. And besides, only a few languages could be transcribed into magic. And if Ruri would list them down, there wasn't anything like the one in those weapons.
"Your native language?"
Samuel nodded.
"Yes. I wholly know what this is," said Samuel, and then he turned to Oswald, whose gaze was still blank. "You. How did you know this language? What do you know of it?"
Oswald only stared at Samuel without answering his question.