webnovel

Winds of Ember

Author: Ximidarcy
Fantasy
Ongoing · 10.7K Views
  • 1 Chs
    Content
  • ratings
  • N/A
    SUPPORT
Synopsis

A century has passed since Emperor Korrun's fall, yet the world remains divided. The factions of the Four Realms vie for power, their goals often at odds with the fragile peace that exists. Whispers of the Sunfire Engine resurface, claiming the ancient weapon still lies buried somewhere, waiting to be unleashed. In the Tideborn Isles, the Ocean Blades prepare for war, while the Sea Shapers struggle to rebuild bridges of peace. In the Emberlands, the Phoenix Legion marches, the Ashen Guild experiments, and the Emberkin Rebellion rises. The Skyhold Peaks are torn between Windcallers and Stormwings, and the Stonecrest Valleys hold fast against the shadows of the Hollow Syndicate. Amid this chaos, two young souls-Kaelina of the Tides and Zyric of the Emberlands-find themselves caught between these factions. Bound by fate and divided by loyalty, they must navigate a world of shifting alliances, ancient secrets, and elemental power. Their choices will determine whether the world finds balance once more-or falls into ruin. (This story was inspired by "Avatar: The last airbender")

Tags
4 tags
Chapter 1Prologue: A World Divided

For centuries, the Four Realms flourished in harmony, their peoples connected by the eternal dance of water, fire, air, and earth. This balance was no accident but the result of generations of cooperation and reverence for the Eterna Cycle, the natural order of the elements. Yet the cycle was fragile. A single act of unchecked ambition shattered it, plunging the realms into a century of war and leaving scars that fester to this day.

From the ashes of Emperor Korrun's tyranny, the Four Realms rebuilt themselves-but not as they were. Factions rose and fell, alliances frayed, and new powers emerged to claim what was left of a broken world.

---

The Four Realms and Their Factions

The Tideborn Isles:

The Tideborn Isles are no longer the tranquil paradise they once were. After the devastation of the Emberlands' firestorms, the Isles' people became hardened and fiercely defensive. Their healing and nurturing culture was replaced with a militant vigilance, driven by a need to ensure they would never again fall victim to outside aggression.

The Ocean Blades:

A militaristic faction that commands the Tideborn navy, the Ocean Blades emerged during the war. Led by Admiral Kalorra, a cunning and ruthless strategist, they prioritize defense and swift retribution. The Blades train water-wielders not only in healing and purification but also in combat techniques that can create deadly whirlpools, ice barriers, and water spears. Kalorra preaches unity but rules with an iron fist, and her distrust of the Emberlands fuels her push for total domination of the seas.

The Sea Shapers:

A smaller, pacifist faction of Tideborn who seek to restore their realm to its former glory. They focus on healing the oceans, rebuilding villages, and fostering trade between realms. Their leader, Eiroth Tanith, believes that revenge will only perpetuate the cycle of destruction. This puts them at odds with the Ocean Blades, and tensions run high as the Isles face internal strife.

The Emberlands:

Once a proud and unified kingdom, the Emberlands are now a fractured land of warring factions, each vying for dominance in the power vacuum left by Emperor Korrun's fall. Its volcanic heartlands are dotted with fortresses, smoke-blackened ruins, and molten scars of old battles.

The Phoenix Legion:

A militarized group led by General Draekor, who dreams of restoring the Emberlands' former glory. Draekor preaches a philosophy of renewal through fire, much like Korrun before him, though he claims his intentions are nobler. The Legion has rebuilt much of the Emberlands' military might, and whispers suggest that they are searching for the lost Sunfire Engine.

The Ashen Guild:

A secretive organization of inventors, scholars, and mages who focus on advancing the realm's technology and magical understanding. The Guild has little interest in war but holds immense influence due to their ability to create powerful weapons and devices. Their leader, Lynara Flintshade, plays a dangerous game, selling her inventions to both the Phoenix Legion and rival factions for her own enigmatic purposes.

The Emberkin Rebellion:

A coalition of farmers, miners, and laborers who have grown tired of the constant power struggles. They seek to overthrow all militarized factions and establish a council of the people to rule the Emberlands. The rebellion is disorganized but passionate, led by Kaelor Pyrewind, a former soldier turned idealist.

The Skyhold Peaks:

The Skyhold Peaks, once a symbol of freedom and unity, have become a realm of scattered tribes, their people divided by fear and mistrust. The winds no longer carry songs of celebration but whispers of despair.

The Windcallers:

A faction of mystics and philosophers who strive to preserve the old ways of the Skyhold. They live in secluded monasteries high in the peaks, where they meditate on the balance of the elements and train air-wielders to use their powers for peace. Their leader, Erys Cloudtide, believes the Skyhold must reconnect with the other realms to restore harmony.

The Stormwings:

A nomadic faction of warriors who have taken a more aggressive stance. They believe the Skyhold's survival depends on strength and self-reliance, and they raid other realms to secure resources. Led by Vaelith Stormfang, the Stormwings are as unpredictable as the storms they command, their gliders darkening the skies with shadows of war.

The Silent Gale:

A shadowy group of assassins and spies who operate in secret, manipulating events across all realms. Little is known about their goals, but their actions suggest a desire to destabilize the other factions. Rumors speak of their leader, an enigmatic figure known only as The Whisperer, whose identity remains a mystery.

The Stonecrest Valleys:

The Stonecrest Valleys remain the most stable of the realms, but even their unyielding foundations have begun to crack under the weight of internal pressures. The Terraborn people continue to rebuild, yet the scars of the war have left them wary of outsiders.

The Stone Sentinels:

A faction of warriors and builders who uphold the traditional values of Stonecrest. They maintain the great fortresses and train the next generation of earth-wielders to defend the realm. Their leader, Drael Graniteheart, is a stoic and honorable man who values unity and tradition above all.

The Verdant Pact:

A faction of druids and farmers who seek to restore the natural balance of the valleys. They believe that the war disrupted the harmony of the land and that Stonecrest's obsession with fortification is damaging the earth. Their leader, Ilyn Mossroot, advocates for cooperation with the other realms, but her views are met with skepticism by the Stone Sentinels.

The Hollow Syndicate:

A shadowy organization of smugglers and mercenaries who profit from the tensions between the realms. They operate in the hidden caves and tunnels of Stonecrest, trading weapons, information, and contraband. Their leader, Ravik Hollowspike, is a cunning and ruthless opportunist who thrives in chaos.

---

The Present Day

A century has passed since Emperor Korrun's fall, yet the world remains divided. The factions of the Four Realms vie for power, their goals often at odds with the fragile peace that exists. Whispers of the Sunfire Engine resurface, claiming the ancient weapon still lies buried somewhere, waiting to be unleashed.

In the Tideborn Isles, the Ocean Blades prepare for war, while the Sea Shapers struggle to rebuild bridges of peace. In the Emberlands, the Phoenix Legion marches, the Ashen Guild experiments, and the Emberkin Rebellion rises. The Skyhold Peaks are torn between Windcallers and Stormwings, and the Stonecrest Valleys hold fast against the shadows of the Hollow Syndicate.

Amid this chaos, two young souls-Kaelina of the Tides and Zyric of the Emberlands-find themselves caught between these factions. Bound by fate and divided by loyalty, they must navigate a world of shifting alliances, ancient secrets, and elemental power. Their choices will determine whether the world finds balance once more-or falls into ruin.

You May Also Like

Reborn As Cursed Alpha's Mate

What happens when a goddess falls in love with a shifter? Asara; the goddess of love, was punished by her father, the god of thunder. Her crime being falling in love with a mortal shifter Alpha. To pay for her sins she was reborn as Cassandra LeBlanc; a mortal Princess in the magical Kingdom of Speldaria. Her family and kingdom, except her middle sister, shunned her for she was born without any magical abilities and she had no recollections of her true identity. Her betrothed, the powerful mage commander of the Speldaria, was unbothered by her. He wished for someone strong. Cassandra’s life was toppled when she was gifted a warrior slave by the mighty Alpha of Dusartine. She was asked to take part in the Yearly Arena Event by collaborating with the warrior. Cassandra who hated ‘The Arena’ with her very breath. A place where blood flowed like wine and life was cheaper than the very air they breathed didn't understand her purpose in it. On top of that, the mysterious warrior affected her in unimaginable ways. His hypnotic gaze unsettled her. His rare essence overwhelmed her. His muscular bronzed body consumed her with sinful thoughts. Even the dreams of her past life plagued her. When ‘The Arena' began the hidden agendas and underlying truths came to light and Cassandra was played a hand of fate. She was left with no choice but to give in and choose a path. The question would be. How will Cassandra grapple once she learns of the curse placed on her? Will she be able to obtain her magical abilities and stand up to her father? Who will help her along the journey? ~Excerpt~ Then she felt him, all of him. All his ruggedness. The strength of his arm. The softness of his lips. The grip of his hand. The warmth of his breath. Every muscle in her body went taut at the implications of sleeping in a man’s arms. She had never slept in a male’s embrace before. Her whole skin tingled like tiny sparks dancing on the very parts that connected with him. The crevices of her brain had these memories which weren't hers. This touch somehow didn't seem foreign to her. She felt safe in his soothing embrace and didn't wish to push him away and yet she knew this was far from appropriate. Cassandra tried to wriggle out of his hold, his arms seemed to be built from iron for they wouldn't budge. The light garment she had worn had lifted from her milky thigh baring it as his bronzed muscular one was draped on it. And now she could sense something poking her back. Her eyes suddenly expanded from the realisation and Cassandra fully panicked. “Let go!” She voiced out, heavily. Siroos slowly lifted his leg and slackened his hold on her waist so she could shuffle away. He had awakened when she had stiffened for the first time but wished to behold what she would try. With eyes blown wide she stole a glance towards the man who had her wrapped in his embrace like a precious treasure, his treasure. His molten gold eyes had flickered open and there was this softness and want with which he stared at her. Those soft brown curls cascaded over his eyes as he forgot to blink, watching the timeless beauty that she was. Her one-of-a-kind fragrance was a torture to his senses. How he wished to grab her dainty ankle, pull her from it and have her sprawled underneath him. To kiss the very skin that oozed such scent which was driving him insane. Instead, he bent his arm and placed it under his cheek using it like a pillow to watch her with desire-filled eyes. The awkward lull between them prolonged as Cassandra cleared her throat. “Did you have to climb on me to sleep?” “It wasn't intentional but was certainly enticing and definitely won't be the last time.” His deeply hypnotic voice was even more alluring this early in the morning as it resonated all around her. The book cover is mine.

Sunny_Shumail · Fantasy
4.8
264 Chs

Bambi and the Duke

Disowned for being a human, Vivian was taken in as a maid at the age of seven by the Carmichael household. Serving one of the most respected and elite pureblood families in Bonelake, there were rules. Rules that must be followed by all servants and maids. Like everyone else, Vivian was repeatedly reminded not to disobey the rules. But before she could learn to blend into the background like the other servants, the Duke's young son calls to her, “Bambi.” And all hell breaks loose. ----- "What? Never seen a bruise before?" Leonard scoffed at the girl. "Does it hurt?" Vivian asked, gently kneeling beside him and examining the several bruises covering his face. "Not that much." Remembering what her mother used to do when she got a bruise, Vivian brought her sleeve to her mouth and blew warm air on it before placing it on the boy's cheek, taking him by surprise. Leonard swatted her hand away, a hint of pink appearing on his cheeks embarrassed, "W-what are you doing?" "Mama told me this will make the pain go away," the girl held her hand close to her chest as she shared her past memory. "I’m not a child!” Leonard huffed at her. “I don’t think you’re a child,” she stared at him with a crystal-clear gaze. Taken aback, Leonard locked eyes with her for two seconds before shaking his head. “Don’t worry about it. They’ll heal in a day or two anyways," he reassured her before getting up and taking a seat at the table where his books were placed. "Odd girl," he muttered to himself as he pulled the top book from the stack and lost himself in it.

ash_knight17 · Fantasy
4.8
275 Chs

After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World

[Congratulations, Terran survivor #99598, for activating the Universe Assistance System!] Althea, along with the remaining 1% of the population of their home planet, stared at the holographic screen in front of them in confusion. Their galaxy was apparently ending, and suddenly announcements from an alien system appeared in their heads, telling them they would be permanently transferred to another world. The survivors were all very depressed. First, they were forced to survive in a zombie apocalypse, and now they had to survive a new world altogether? It just so happened that Althea was one of the few people who got the Lord Token, the ticket to controlling a territory---a supposed safe haven for her people. Althea looked at her very large stomach and sighed at an unknown future. Would she be able to build a good home for her children and fellowmen? And... would she and her husband find each other again after this disaster? #Apocalypse, #Josei, #Romance, #BeautifulFL, #HandsomeML, #PowerCouple, #Infrastructure, #MagicSpace, #KingdomBuilding, #Adventure, #Pregnancy, #Game Elements, #System #LitRPG ____ Now an E-BOOK~! Please rate, ne? WILL HELP US OUT SOOO MUCHH~! Book 1: AMAZON: https://a.co/d/hy7Rocr GOODREADS: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/203724162-after-surviving-the-apocalypse-i-built-a-city-in-another-world (Latest) Book 7 Amazon link: https://a.co/d/bceWSq0 It would be awesome to get your ratings in Goodreads, as well! https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/210710079-after-surviving-the-apocalypse-i-built-a-city-in-another-world if you can, please rate the succeeding books as well. Thank you soooo muchhhh Alterans! ____ READERS LOUNGE NOW OPEN~! (Readers ONLY please!) https://discord.gg/w8qKw2yaNK

NispedanaSan · Fantasy
4.8
1062 Chs

The Love of a Lycan

COMPLETED! Snippet: A year ago Raine was discharged from mental institution and had to live in the orphanage. It wasn't the best place. At least not for someone like her. Until one faithful night she met him. *** He stopped the car. The clutched on the blanket tightened as Raine wonder if she did something wrong. She could feel it when Torak reached out his hand at her. Will he hit me? Raine shivered with that thought. Torak pulled back the hoodie off her head and gently tucked her hair behind her ear. "Don't." He said firmly, "I want to see you, don't hide yourself…" ************** “The spirit of the guardian angel will breathe new life into human child. Three guardian angels will be born into terrestrial world once again and the three of you will be their protectors.” “Protectors!!?” Jedrek snapped. In the end, he stopped walking and turned his back to look at the moon goddess from far distance away, his eyes glistening red with anger. His wolf was livid. “Why do you think we will help?” Kace asked while narrowing his black obsidian eyes, his wolf took control of him. He was the youngest among the three and the less temperamental among them. The three of them were cursed by Selene because of their ferocious action to gain supreme power and authority. The moon goddess didn’t bless them with a mate as a punishment of their atrocious way and forced them to involve in this deadly war with the demons. “You will turn us into a slave for those sickly creatures!?” Torak asked incredulously. “Aren’t you afraid that we will snap them into two?” The guardian angel was so fragile and they as lycanthropes didn’t appreciate the weaknesses. “No, you will not.” Selene said patiently. “You will not be their slave nor hurt them, you will cherish them in every way possible.” Jedrek laughed menacingly upon hearing this, they didn’t care about the resurrected of the beast, once they crossed their territory, with or without the guardian angel he would tear their body apart. “I will be the last person they will see, once I find them.” He was referring to both the guardian angel and the demon. But, the next voice from Selene was laced with mirth when she spoke. “You will not hurt your mate.” ============================ Session 1 (chapter 1 - 394) : Torak Donovan - Raine (completed). Session 2 (chapter 395 - 628) : Kace Donovan - Hope (completed) Session 3 (chapter 629 - 1083) : Jedrek Donovan - Lilac (completed) Session 4 (chapter 1084 - on going) : Side Stories ============================ This is a werewolf story and of course a fantasy! Since everybody has their own version of the way supernatural life, here I am trying to write mine. If you have read other werewolf stories, you will be aware there are similarities and differences. ============================ ***Caution! English is not my first language, so there is a possibility that you will find grammatical error (I didn't do it intentionally though), if it makes you uncomfortable, please let me know so I can fix it. *You have been warned ^^ Any constructive criticisms are very welcome! .......................................................................................... ##Meet me on instragram : jikan_yo_tomare ##Cover by: @Gisel.arts Check out my other stories: **PURPLE DAWN TILL DUSK: dearest through the time **THE STORY OF DUSK

jikanyotomare · Fantasy
4.6
1200 Chs

Letters to Romeo.

[Mature Content. No Rape] 'All it took was breaking one rule that she was not supposed to' He was the bad boy with tattoos. She was the good girl with glasses, and she was his. — When Julianne Winters decides to move to the dormitory of the reputed University, she has everything planned so that she can complete her graduation and leave the place. But her plan is quick to catch fire from the moment the eyes of Roman Moltenore from senior year lands on her. And his appearance screams nothing but TROUBLE. "What rules?" Julianne asked with a frown as she read through the page. She was sure she hadn't seen any rules of the campus mentioned on their website. # 4. No using cell phones. # 12. Students should not roam outside the campus after eleven in the night. The further she read, the more bizarre it turned out to be. Her friend turned the page and then pointed at the last rule # 29. Listen to Roman Moltenore. "This is made up. Look, the last one is even written in pencil." Julianne couldn't believe that her friend from the next dorm thought she would fall for it. "And no phone?" "It is important you abide by all the rules. Especially number twenty nine," said the girl in a serious tone. "Remember not to get involved with Roman. If you happened to see him, run in the other direction. There is a reason why it is written down here." With the rules of the campus, she resorts to sending handwritten letters to her uncle. But who knew it would end up in someone else’s hand! 

ash_knight17 · Fantasy
4.9
332 Chs
Table of Contents
Volume 1

ratings

  • Overall Rate
  • Writing Quality
  • Updating Stability
  • Story Development
  • Character Design
  • world background
Reviews
WoW! You would be the first reviewer if you leave your reviews right now!

SUPPORT