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Skye Bound

When twelve children were born under a blood moon, magic manifested in human blood for the first time. The elves called it an abomination. The Sovereign called it salvation. Valeria Ashwell calls it survival. Born in a night of miracles and battle, Valeria is one of the twelve Gifted—the first humans to ever wield magic. Now a Reaper in Centrex's elite aerial cavalry, she rides a war-forged Pegasus and bends light to her will, becoming the perfect spy in a generations-long war against the elves. But being Gifted comes with a price. The city that claims to protect them watches their every move. Their powers are evolving in ways no one predicted. And the elves will stop at nothing to eliminate these humans who dare to match their magical might. When a routine mission goes wrong near the elven borders of Ashemel, Valeria discovers that neither the war nor her powers are what they seem. With her closest friends—the roguish Sam and the fierce warrior Bren—she must unravel the truth behind the blood moon that marked them all. But in a city of iron spires and ancient grudges, asking the wrong questions can be deadly. Sky Bound is a military fantasy story featuring intricate magic, complex relationships, and high-stakes aerial combat. Join the Reapers as they soar through a world where loyalty and power collide, and the gifts that make them special might also be their doom. Content Warning: This story contains violence, strong language, and mature themes. Schedule: New chapters every Sunday.
Rowan_Sterling · 951 Views

Water Ink Panel: Starting with Bow Technique to Hunt the Sun and Patrol the Skies

[Official Statement on Missing Content] Due to previous technical issues, certain content of this book was unfortunately missing. We are pleased to announce that the content has now been restored. We apologize for any inconvenience this may have caused and invite readers to continue enjoying the novel. ----------------------------- A single beam of light could annihilate the world, a single blade of grass could sever the stars. Shen Qing transmigrated to a magnificent universe where immortals and mortals coexisted, becoming a lowly hunter. With the help of the Water Ink Panel, Shen Qing could endure the refinement of Qi-Blood and cultivate a hundred techniques. A technique, after a thousand hammerings, could border on art, and an art, after a hundred refinings, could border on Dao. From the common Bow Technique of rural hunting, to the Sky-Patrolling Sun Shooting Bow Technique; From the Nine Skills, which nourished and trained Qi and Blood, to the undying Six Paths of Reincarnation Technique; From the outward release of strength in Wind Defying Finger, to the Qi that suppressed mountains and rivers with the Eight Desolate Annihilation Seal; From enduring the refinement of Qi-Blood, he embarked on a difficult path of seeking Dao; to commanding the skies, with the divine might as if overseeing a prison, having mastered the balance of the six realms. It was only when Shen Qing looked back that he realized he had unwittingly become the supreme ruler above ten thousand Daos, an unparalleled True Monarch!
Pigeon Chang · 1.1M Views

Remembrance And Recollection

Wishes are subjective, and those who are reborn are nothing but hypocrites unworthy of the first. Words crumble to ashes, and memories of their origins resonate within fractured bodies. Amid a dream that is no mere illusion but a radiant illumination, shadows grow deeper, and the truth reveals itself, a child’s dream begins. I woke up in a world of uncertainty, a realm twisted and cruel, where swords clash, blood stains the ground, and monstrous beasts stalk the living. Flying ships drift above boundless chains that shackle the sky, while wars rage endlessly with weapons both ancient and unknown. It’s a place where beauty and terror coexist, where joy flickers like a fragile flame before being consumed by shadow. I am Celm, a man whose memories feel like shards of glass, fractured, distant, and painful. I don’t know who I truly am or why this world feels both alien and hauntingly familiar. The forsaken lands around me pulse with disasters and despair, as people endure a cycle of torment they cannot escape. And yet, hidden within this chaos lies a haunting beauty, a world that shifts and bends under the weight of forgotten truths. In this labyrinth of suffering and wonder, whispers of the Forsaken World linger, a place where the truth is absolute, where the laws of other realms erode, and where even gods lose their divinity. Every step I take feels like a descent into something deeper, a dream interwoven with reality and riddled with secrets. What is my place in this nightmare? What lies at the heart of a dream so vivid it burns brighter than light itself? I don’t know where the path leads, but I do know one thing: the truth, however unbearable, cannot be avoided forever.
preachingBombs · 9.6K Views
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