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»
The Real Plan (Part 1)
"Yael . . . this child . . ." Says Vashti, who walked towards Yael, who was carrying a boy in his sturdy arms. The boy had a distinct platinum-blond hair. Vashti tilted her head as she stared at the boy. She's usually seen this certain hair color at the Elven Realm.
Even though she was a Half-Breed, Vashti was able to stay in the Higher Plane for long. Her father belonged to the Aredhel line, which was considered to be one of the nobility. Vashti Aredhel was considered a disgrace to both her kin and the Elves themselves; she had spent almost all of her life locked in a tower—but she was able to wander secretly in the Elven Realm.
The platinum-blond hair speaks of noble blood. It was a rare color, along with sheer black.
"Is he from the nobility? He looks so frail," Arletha exclaimed. "Very frail. Wah! His skin's so soft."
Vashti pouted and then pushed her forefinger gently to the boy's skin. It really looked soft and flawless.