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Harry Potter - Deaths Champion Rises

What is fate had a different plan for the boy-who-lived? What if Death herself had decided to make him her champion just to twist the world for her enjoyment. Follow along as Harry takes a whole new adventure in a world he would have known existed without a seemingly random encounter. There will be many many hardships that will want are young and brave Potter to give up but in the end he will persevere. Watch as he slowly grows from his physically and mental abuse, along with being tortured and experimented on. He will slowly learn the history of who his family truly is and where he comes from. He will gather friends and make many enemies. Eventually even falling in love. All while bring great changes to the world he has begun to venture into. Unaware of the waves he is making in the world. This is my take on the Harry Potter series. There will be moments that i take from the original story because i feel that they where necessary for the plot but for the most part i want this be an all original story. Characters may have varying personalities and behave different then their original counter parts because i felt it necessary to change. I dont own the harry potter series or any of the characters mention except for a few characters that i will create myself. Wish me luck sith the story and try to leave creative tips for me if you can. Also NO SYSTEMS!! hate that crap so much.

RogueAmbush · Diễn sinh tác phẩm
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Advice for WN Authors

Aight bois. This is coming from an author and a reader: most of y'all's writing sucks. Readers shouldn't have to turn their brains off to enjoy your writing... That's just forcing them to be a zombie and mindlessly passing time by, ain't no enjoyment there. So in case you couldn't tell already, this will be very blunt. Thus, here's some things to keep in mind as you read. 1. If you're just going to hear and not listen, skedaddle. Hearing is having it go through one ear and out the other, listening is paying attention and making the effort to understand. 2. Toss your pride away. Yeet it across the ocean. I've seen sooo many authors unable to take constructive criticism and INSIST on improper grammar because they couldn't admit they did something wrong. 3. If you think your writing is good, then it's terrible. Simple. Reason: If you think your writing is good, then you stop looking for ways to improve it and it stagnates. Even the best of the best authors (on wn and traditional books) have room for improvement so don't be like "ah it's good enough" or "there's no where else to improve." 4. Don't listen aggressively. I.e. listening only to find faults in what the person says and use it disprove their claim. One example is waiting for your opponent to make a grammar mistake.  This is different from debate tactics to lead your opponent into logical trap and use their fallacies they accidentally left behind to invalidate everything they said. It's hard to notice, but the main difference is that someone who listens aggressively is no longer open minded or calm. They're usually narrow minded and stubborn to admit they're wrong in those moments and are very easy to manipulate bc they're blinded so ye. Did I leave some traps within the logic presented here? Maybe. Don't be an idiot and you won't have to find out. Side note: apologies if this boi comes off as ranting, bc it is. The average wn quality is on par with mtl childrens books, which is infuriating bc now there's hardly anything good left to read.

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Entwined With You: Our Souls Are Tied

Nothing hurts more than a lost Love, one that has no hope of returning. Even if it does, it's a really slim possibility of it. Ezra, The head of the demacians and the prince of the dark vampires, was the strongest vampire being alive. He was like Absalom to them. He fought various deathly battles and each time came back with victory. He had no flaw and he hated even the sound of that. But unfortunately he fell in love with a maiden of Demacia. Her beauty got him so hard that he couldn't resist. First he thought it was just mere attraction, but he was so wrong when he realized the raise of his stone-still heart anytime he's around her. His rivals, the people of Ixtal Finally had an opportunity to bring him down, they striked. They came to know about this one little flaw he had—Love!!. They took advantage of this. Ezra did all he could to save the only light in his world, Excerpt: “I failed.” He whispered, his hands shaking as he held her corpse so close to him, with tear stained eyes and something else that spelt nothing but pure horror. “I failed.” He kept muttering incoherently, hugging her already lifeless body to himself. Suddenly he stopped, his eye color changed to a horrifying red. Nothing but vengance was all he wanted. “I will revenge you my love.” He said giving a kiss on her forehead before diving in for her neck. . . . Ten Thousand years later. Heavy storm blew everywhere rocking the entire universe. The sky had already changed color from it's usual blue to a hue of dark red. The clouds Moving dangerously but slowly. The whole world looked like it was soaked in blood. “It's time.” The man in the dark cloak mumbled with much conviction. “It's time.” Again he said. “Welcome back my Love.” A wicked and deadly smile made it's appearance on his face that was hidden behind the dark cloak. *. *. * This is my first fantasy novels, please show support if you like it. Disclaimer: Credits to the owner of the cover.

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Soul Reaper: Bringer of Death

Bringer of Death Battle of Grunge In a massive open wasteland different banners could be seen raised under the moonlight, the Melios Royal family had their blue emblem with the Image of a lions head with a battle axe and sword behind it, standing at the front of the 4 million strong army were 3 imposing looking men on really Intimidating beasts. Derios what’s our plan of attack?, Philip asked a Middle aged man that looked to be in his early 40’s but was actually 2 centuries old already, he stood at 6’6 feet tall and had a muscular build, he was sitting on a pure black griffon called Hades that had fire as it’s mane and a metallic tail that glowed really red with fiery eyes and wings on its back, it stood at 7 feet while on all fours, he wore a black armour with red engravings to match the colour of his Soul Beast and he had two battle axes on his back one glowing red and the other glowing black I’ll attack from the front while you and Adisa attack from right and left, he replied while staring at the terrifying looking man at the highest mountain in the wasteland, it was none other than Uzeroth, The Harbinger of Choas, he was a man that stood barely 5’7 feet tall with a pitch black dragon behind him that stood at 20 feet making him look like an ant compared to it but the power coming off him was more frightening than the Dragon itself scaring the soldiers of the 3 kingdoms except for the veterans and the kings. Philip take your army to the left I have the right! Adisa said while marching his army, he is a tall looking dark skinned man with shining silver armour on him and a Golden spear on his back, walking beside him is his Soul Beast Snow, a 6’5 feet tall pure white wolf with blue fur on its paws with a long tail with a blue icicle at the tip, it emitted a chilling cold 100 metres around it making those close to it shiver like hell except for Derios, Adisa and Philip and some of their generals, Philip rode his soul beast a Pegasus with four wings that stood at 8 feet tall and had brown fur and a stony looking tail with a mace spike at the tip he named him Rocco because of the stony tail. ………… Standing far far away was a young man in his twenties wearing nothing but a simple golden and black robe but the obvious thing about him was his jet black and white hair and his ominous looking black and golden irises, he looked like a sage just sitting and enjoying the weather. Mazael what do you think?? Should I join the fight now he asked his Mentor and oldest friend, Well don’t you want to wait for your friends before you guys go join the fight Mazael asked back, They look like they need my help those monsters Uzeroth created look quite strong to my Soul Perception and they are outnumbered 3 to 1 even with the numbers of the soldiers. Standing up and dusting his robe he opened his mind link saying to his friends, “ Hey guys how long would it take you guys to get here” , a female voice replied back angrily, if only you had reduced your speed a little but you were too eager to kill monsters we should get to you in 5 minutes with our current speed, Alisha out!!! Hehe it’s not my fault I have to kill monsters and increase my soul bank and besides Uzeroth is my mortal enemy I’ll kill him no matter what, he said while moving at supersonic speed and seeing the battle starting in front of him. The sound of his flying made everyone look up and every soldier on the ground saluted and shouted together It’s Eros!!! The Soul Reaper!!! The Angel of Death is here!! Victory is ours!!!, with up to 10 million people screaming it was a magnificent sight and it made him happy that people saw him as a hero even though he had killed countless in the war all this time. Looking up Uzeroth couldn’t help but sneer as the one person who was actually a huge pain in his ass could be seen flying towards him in the blink of an eye I’ll make sure to kill you this time Soul Reaper!!! He shouted causing a little tremor all around the battlefield.

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