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Master Of Horrors

-Read my new book Nightmare Mythos!! [WSA 2024] ‘This is the end of my Horrors,’ A timeless proverb handed down through generations A mantra for the departing, a solace for the soul, A conclusion for their nightmarish days. … Following the catastrophic event known as the Cursed Era, Earth descended into a dystopian apocalyptic age where humanity grappled with the aftermath. The once-familiar territories became contested grounds as ‘Horrors’, otherworldly creatures, claimed what was once belong to humans Geniuses from centuries were born yet no matter what, humans can’t take back what has been there. The endless struggle of reclaiming the land still remained until the current day. As if it was fate for humans to struggle until the end. Gin Vence, a graduate of The Academy Of The Privileged, had no choice but to move onto a site which everyone from the graduates of the said academy was supposed to do as they will now be starting to serve the military. Yet, with strange and mysterious encounters on the site, Gin's fate changed after that one particular day.

Ordki_Hozei · Fantasia
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163 Chs

Partake

Whoosh—! 

'A shield?' 

All of them wondered the same thing as they watched Gin running through them and slowly disappearing from sight.

Performing the light steps footwork, as if the air trembled from his disappearance, Gin became completely invisible to their eyes.

"Position!" 

Hans, with an exhausted face, shouted to his group who were in the same position as him. The consumption of those spells had already taken a toll on their bodies, and they were less concerned about their abilities being taken, as their lives were more important than anything else.

If they had to give it up in exchange for their lives, they would willingly surrender everything to Gin, whose presence was nowhere to be seen.

As they were bracing for his attack, their attention was suddenly redirected to the door that had just opened, revealing a fleeing presence running away from them.

"..."