*A Call to Arms: Shaping the Next Epic Fantasy*
Dear valued readers,
As I navigate the final stretch of our current story arc, I invite your expertise in recommending fantasy novels that embody the following essential elements:
*World-Building*: Rich, immersive, and meticulously crafted worlds that transport us to new realms.
*MC Abilities*: Well-defined, technically explained magical systems or abilities that empower our protagonists.
*Power Systems*: RPG-inspired progressions, including:
‣ Cultivation
‣ Magic
‣ Dungeon crawling
‣ Tower climbing
‣ Kingdom building
‣ Limited ability-based growth
When suggesting books, please ensure:
- You've read or have knowledge of the plot and growth direction
- Clear MC abilities and power growth
- Engaging fight scenes and domain expansion
- Well-executed storytelling
I welcome diverse genres, including:
- Yuri
- Harem
- Poor-to-death protagonists
- Gal game protagonists
- Evil-justified protagonists
- Gender-bender protagonists
However, clarity in the protagonist's abilities and combat dynamics is crucial.
*A Challenge: Samuel's Physical Appearance*
As a thought experiment, describe Samuel's physical features from chapters 1-10. What image formed in your mind while reading?
*A Word of Apology*
Regarding upcoming updates, I apologize for any temporary inconsistencies. Rest assured, official chapters will rectify any discrepancies within a day.
*Your Input Matters*
As a reader-turned-writer-still-a-reader, I value your insights. Your recommendations will shape our story's future.
Thank you for your patience and understanding.
Sincerely,
[Concept_Supreme]
*Join the Discussion*
Share your favorite fantasy novels that fit these specifications.
Recommend books with well-crafted worlds, clear MC abilities, and engaging power systems.
Let's forge an epic fantasy together!
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*Previously, in the…*
The air was heavy with tension as Ryker and the young cultivator stood facing each other, their eyes locked in a fierce stare.
"The archery contest will settle this," Ryker sneered.
"Ten silver coins, and your public acknowledgment."
"Are you prepared to put your pride on the line, Young Master?"
Ryker's eyes flashed with contempt.
"You dare make wagers with empty pockets?"
"Yet, you expect me to pay as if your words held weight?"
"Your perceived value is nothing but a mirage."
He took a step closer.
"Since you're so keen on betting with worthless chips."
"I'll give you a value worthy of recognition."
Ryker's smile twisted.
"I'll reduce you to something of true value – a slave."
"A commodity to be bought and sold."
"Your worth will be measured by the highest bidder."
"You'll learn the true meaning of value."
"Kneeling before those who'll purchase your services."
The words cut deep.
A cruel reality.
Ryker's gaze seemed to strip him bare.
Leaving him vulnerable.
*Present Time*
The crowd recoiled in shock.
Whispers spreading like wildfire.
Ten silver coins?
The standard limit for individual bets was 0.5 silver coins.
Or 1000 bronze coins.
Anything higher constituted a high-stakes duel.
Goverened by strict laws.
How had things escalated so quickly?
Ryker's eyes blazed with intensity.
His gaze piercing.
"The stakes are high," he declared.
"Are you prepared to put your skills to the ultimate test?"
The youth swallowed hard.
Attempting to compose himself.
His mind reeled.
Thoughts frantic.
Instructor Kael's voice cut through the tension.
"Proceed with the duel."
"Remember, the stakes are high."
He paused.
Eyeing the youth.
"Are you certain you wish to continue?"
The youth hesitated.
Ryker's cruel grin made him question the decision.
"I advise against this," Instructor Kael added.
"The terms are unjust."
Ryker's smile never wavered.
"The bet has been set."
"He initiated this."
"We will see it through."
The crowd's indifference unsettled the youth.
No one seemed to care about the risks he faced.
With a deep breath.
He nodded.
"Let's proceed."
Instructor Kael's expression turned stern.
"Very well."
"Begin."
The duel commenced.
The youth's thoughts racing.
Doubts lingered.
Using lifespan to accelerate his training had proven ineffective.
Muscle memory required repetition and practice.
Misses on the field testified to his struggles.
Advanced techniques without foundation were reckless.
Ryker.
Seemed effortless.
His arrows flew with precision.
Striking the bullseye without looking.
The youth steeled himself.
This was his chance.
To turn the situation around.
He focused on the target.
Drawing upon his limited experience.
The stakes were high.
But he refused to yield.
Instructor Kael watched intently.
Ryker's skills were impressive.
But the youth's determination was admirable.
Against the guild's trained prodigy.
The outcome hung precariously.
Would the youth emerge victorious?
Or would Ryker's arrogance crush him?
Only time would tell.