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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»

Chainslock · Fantasia
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227 Chs

Black Market

Vendors selling freights and wares that are not seen in the day. Vials ridden with red, pink, and green colored liquid. Gypsies telling your fortune and death. Crystals of mana from murdered souls. 

Each of the stalls was found on both sides. A stream was flowing over the middle which had split the two paths. Several small bridges created a link and bridged the gap. The entirety was grey and gloomy. 

People who were cloaked and aren't looked around. Some had chattered and observantly perceived. The black market was thriving, but it was silent as ever. 

People who come here all have businesses that were deemed to be both illegal and enigmatic. Secrets—that was what the black market had concealed for many years. This black market was the biggest yet to be seen in Patriargë. Being held in this place was the transactions of high-rate slaves, selling of illicit drugs, and counterfeit gold, among many other things.