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A gods vessel

Eight years ago, a devastating war erupted between two powerful nations. The reasons behind this catastrophic conflict remained unclear, though many speculated that territorial expansion was a major factor. The war raged on with neither side gaining a clear victory, earning it the name "War of the Tides." The aftermath was grim, resulting in a drastic reduction of the population in the affected countries. Among the millions affected was fifteen-year-old Dan Lionheart, who grew up in the war-torn region of Tufesti. As a child, Dan lacked the privileges that many others took for granted. The war stripped him of everything: his father, whose face he struggled to remember, and, a few years after the war ended, his mother went missing as well. Dan turned to his mother’s research for solace and became deeply immersed in it. Driven by the dream of finding his mother and joining the ranks of the most formidable military force of his timecalled Guardians, Dan sets out on a journey that will eventually change his perception of the world. —————— It gets better at chapter 60 If you are looking for an action packed apocalyptic novel check out Grey: Monsters —————— Story pace: Normal Chapter Update: 1500 per day 10 power stones 1 bonus chapter 20 power stones 3 bonus chapters 30 power stones 5 bonus chapters Let's GO!!

Bjbrown393 · Fantasia
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77 Chs

A lost dream

The day after the conclusion of the second stage of the recruitment exams, the atmosphere in Kate's office was tense. Kate and the dull man sat opposite each other, their expressions serious. A chessboard lay between them, with only a few pieces left. Both were so engrossed in the game that the room felt stifling.

"Hmm," the dull man muttered, rubbing his hand as he scrutinized the board intently. After a moment, he moved a single piece. Kate watched him closely, then picked up a piece and placed it deliberately in another square.

"Checkmate," she announced with a smile.

"Nnrrgh, another loss!" he grumbled, frustration clear in his voice.

"Hmph… you're not cut out for a game like this. You left your king exposed and defenseless. In a game like this, only the king matters," Kate said, standing up and stretching. She walked over to the window, gazing out at the sky, which was painted in orange hues by the setting sun.