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Lyraea, a world of dark melodies and magic, almost seven times greater than earth. A world with different races, seven kingdoms and three empires, on the eight continents. 


"LIGHT AND Shadow'' A novel that describes the events on Lyraea,  Zyl is the protagonist who is handsome, lucky, serious, a genius and a complete opposite of me.

I am Kai, a guy with a tragic life and just when I thought things couldn't get any worse, I found myself face-to-face with an unknown woman who seemed to know me a little too well.

"Ashton Coyle, why can't you be like others your age?"

 She scolded, her words dripping with disdain. I raised an eyebrow, confusion etched on my face. 

"Huh?"

"Apologize to your mother, young man."
She demanded, her voice stern.

"Huh...?"

Kai's mind raced as he looked up at her, a mixture of emotions swirling inside him;

 'Excuse me lady, who the hell are you? And my mother is dead... Wait a minute...This name sounds a little familiar... Ashton... Ash--... Oh hell no, it can't be. Isn't Ashton Coyle the name of a third-rate villain from that novel 'Light and Shadow'?"

'The realization hit me like a ton of bricks. No, it hit me like a truck. I was now in the world of Celestia, a realm of magic and wonder, where seven kingdoms and three empires vied for power on eight great continents. And I was no longer myself, but Ashton Coyle, a character destined for humiliation...'

A wry chuckle escaped Kai's lips as he gazed up at the beautiful glass chandelier hanging from the ceiling, and he thought;

 'Ah, how I want to beat you up, dear uncle... I wish that you remain single through out your entire life ...Ugh, why me Dear Lord? what a headache...'

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In the dimly lit bar, soft candlelight dances across the polished wooden counter, casting a warm and soft glow. 

Behind it, a girl is cleaning a delicate mirror, her face half-hidden by a black cat mask. Only her lips, painted crimson, were visible, curving up. Her black silk attire seemed to blend with the shadows.

A bell above the door rang, and she looked up, her gaze locking onto yours.

"Welcome, dear lost reader. I expected you..." 

"Oh my, you aren't wearing a mask... Don't you know this world is a Masquerade? Here, everyone wears a mask."

"Dear Reader, are you ready to don your mask and enter this world of deception and wonder?"

"Step into the shadows...Dear Reader."

Table of The King of the Lost

Table of contents

Volume 1 :"The Eternal Masquerade."