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Divine Trinity Quest: Into the Server's Edge

In the world of Shannia, the holders of the powerful Divine Trinity Frames waged a catastrophic war against each other. The aftermath of their battle sparked a quest to obtain these fabled relics. For centuries, Frame Users have raced to the Edge of the Server, vying to claim the Frames and bend reality to their will. But the quest is treacherous, and only the strongest will survive to claim victory. Will you be the one to conquer the Divine Trinity Quest and rewrite the fate of Shannia? ————— ⚠️ MC's POV blurb: “Find me at the edge of the Server, Kai,” were the last words my mother before she disappeared. Then I was fooled and got stuck in a game called "Shannia" where 100 years is a measly 1 hour in the real world. Alice—the girl who introduced me to this game told me I will die in real life if I die here. I don't fully believe her. However, I won't take a chance. I will see everything through until I learn the truth. That changed when she told me about the Divine Trinity Quest by going to the server's edge. I feel. . . somehow, I could discover my past by completing this quest. And maybe, hopefully, I will find my mother there. To the Server's Edge! ————— With your support, I can keep writing to the best of my ability! ⚠️Conditions for MASS RELEASING CHAPTERS: *100 Power Stones = 1 Chapter *100 Privilege Unlocks = 5 Chapters *10 Golden Tickets = 5 Chapters Notes: —The Mass Releases of Chapters will be done in the following month. —A maximum of 25 Chapters can be Mass Released in one Month. —May update the conditions from time to time. ————— ⚠️Miscellaneous: Help me grow my Discord Server: https://discord.gg/YFYRj4bx The art used as the cover is from Zeronis. I claim nothing.

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Ladies of Markia (Mass Release Day 2)

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Helena's eyes snap open at the blaring sound of the horn, jolting her awake. She notices that the other girls her age are already bustling about, scurrying to get ready under the watchful gaze of Karki, a tall, imposing figure with a sharp, angular face. Helena feels a shiver of fear at the sight of her, but she knows she has no choice but to fall in line with the others and follow their lead.

Not only them that have been roused by the loud horn. It also shook the whole town into excitement. For it's a call to start a revelry that the whole tribe is anticipating. A couple of dozen warriors have marched for miles from their tribes just to come here.

"Here they come again," Jiana grumbles as she keeps punching the wooden dummy while the other ladies are busy preparing themselves to become presentable.

"Jiana," Karki calls her from the hut. "have yourself dressed immediately."