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Destiny's Keeper: The Art of Beast Bonding

*Destiny’s Keeper: The Art of Beast Bonding* is a tale of courage, loyalty, and the unbreakable bond between man and beast. It’s a journey into the heart of destiny, where every choice shapes the fate of a world on the brink of ruin. In a world where tamers forge sacred bonds with powerful beasts to protect their lands, 17-year-old Kieran has always longed to follow in his father’s legendary footsteps. But when his father mysteriously vanishes, leaving behind whispers of betrayal and danger, Kieran is thrust into a destiny far greater than he imagined. During his Rite of Bonding, Kieran forms an unprecedented bond with Nyx, a shadowfang beast of extraordinary power—and fearsome reputation. Their connection defies tradition, marking Kieran as a Keeper, a rare kind of tamer destined to wield immense influence over both beast and fate. As Kieran and Nyx navigate the challenges of their bond, they uncover ancient secrets tied to the cursed Riftlands, a realm where chaos reigns and beasts of unimaginable strength dwell. Haunted by visions of his father and driven by a growing sense of purpose, Kieran embarks on a perilous journey to uncover the truth about his father’s disappearance, the Keeper’s forgotten legacy, and the dark forces threatening their world. But destiny is a double-edged sword. As Kieran’s bond with Nyx deepens, so does the danger surrounding them. With the balance of power shifting and enemies closing in, Kieran must decide: will he rise as the Keeper his world desperately needs—or fall, consumed by the very forces he seeks to master?
mystic_aura1 · 5.1K Views

Euphoric Faith

In the world of Euphoria, sword, magic and faith had dominated lives for centuries, ever since the catastrophic period commonly referred as The Joining nearly destroyed the world. Those born with magical abilities, strive to become a Magus and are highly sought after. Those talented in warfare, became Sword Masters and are the backbone of many kingdoms. Those touched by diety had elevated their own position immediately, since miracles and spells utilising faith are always in short supply. Every since The Joining, many monsters have crossed the boundaries of Euphoria. Whole knightly orders and wizard towers dedicated their lives in an attempt to eradicate monstrosities roaming this world. The question that many asked themselves was: What would happen if there was a group capable of using magic, even if at basic level, skilled in combat and had a patronage of a god? Many objected, seeing a future where their own position of power would be threatened and refused this offer. Although there were few pure and honest mages and knights. They gathered in secrecy, hiring trusted alchemists in an attempt to transmute a body, to create a blueprint perfect for their purpose. They prayed to various gods, old and new arrivals but there was only one Goddess that responded. Alchemists we're often dubbed by commoners and those of faith as witches. So they took it upon themselves to name their new creation, using the very same foul moniker to spite those that wronged them... (Warning this is an 18+ novel. There are heavy, adult themes in it. Enter at your own discretion).
Retrion · 1.5K Views

The Server's Chronicle: A Fantasy Of Faith

Senior Server Felix stood at the front of the church, his voice steady and solemn as he greeted the congregation. “Our help is in the name of the Lord,” he intoned. “Who made Heaven and Earth,” the people responded in unison, their voices matching his reverent tone. “Today, we initiate new members into this divine and holy Order,” Felix continued. “Today, we welcome new brethren into the bosom of our Lord Jesus Christ.” At the back of the church, Louis sat on one of the few single chairs, his posture slightly slouched as his focus remained on a sheet of music in his hands. The title read, "Brightest and Best – Key of A-flat." 'Why didn’t Gramps give me an F or G? A-flat is so difficult, and I only have three days to finish it,' he grumbled silently, his brow furrowing in frustration. But he dared not voice his complaints. He could already imagine his grandfather assigning him even more difficult pieces—F-sharps and endless A-flats—as punishment. From the front of the church, a serene voice called out, “Harry! Step forward!” Louis glanced up, momentarily pulled from his inner musings. His eyes landed on a girl stepping forward from the pews. She had black hair neatly styled in a bun and striking green eyes that seemed to shine with warmth and composure. Dressed in a modest brown dress and black sandals, with a rosary resting gracefully around her neck, she exuded a calm, dignified presence. Her tanned skin and graceful demeanor only added to the aura of reverence surrounding her, befitting an Altar server. 'Sigh,' Louis thought as he brushed a hand through his white hair, his blue eyes softening with a mix of admiration and envy. 'I wonder what it’s like to be an Altar server. They all seem so pure and divine… and powerful.' Just as he returned his attention to his music, a calm, gentlemanly voice spoke beside him. “You could also be an Altar server, if you’re interested.” “Huh?” Louis blurted out, snapping his head to the side. But no one was there. “What in the name of Jesus is going on here?” he muttered, glancing nervously around. “At least you know my name,” the voice replied again, seemingly amused. “What?” Louis whispered, his heart beginning to race. "I'm certain you will be a good server," the voice said, calm yet enigmatic. Louis narrowed his eyes, still searching for its source. "Who are you?" "I have many personalities. I have many names," the voice replied with an air of mystery. "It’s your choice which one you accept." "You’re not making any sense," Louis muttered, growing more unsettled. "Blessed are those who have not seen but believed…" Before Louis could respond, his vision blurred, and the world around him seemed to melt away. He jolted awake, gasping for air. His hands clutched the crumpled sheet of music, its corners bent from his restless grip. His head teetered precariously over the edge of his bed, a faint ache in his neck reminding him of the awkward position he’d been in. "Holy Mother of Jesus!" he exclaimed as he lost his balance, tumbling off the bed in a heap of blankets and scattered papers.
JuniKelv_ · 1.3K Views

Faith System: The Imperfect Idol!

In a the modern world where a system panel had shocked the world, claiming that Dungeons and monster were going to invade this World. The system asked them to choose a Class and Skill before the monster apppear. At first they were puzzle, then turn to horror as the monster start to slaughter them without a care in the world. Many human died on that day, and one unfortunate girl name Lyra happen to be killed by the hand of those monster. She died while trying to protect her family. Lyra parents could only watch their daughter be crushed by the giant hammer. Then a strange ethereal aura emitted from their daughter's form, beautiful wings sprouded from her back, and a burst of shockwaves knocked the monster away. The Parents Eyes widen at the sight, their back hiting the wall as they were not spared by the shockwaves. It cause them great pain But that didn't matter to them, they were more shock at their daughter. How could their daughter be Alive? Where did the wings come from? Did their daughter come back to protect them again?! Had their daughter become a Fallen Angel!? Their daughter love them so much that she rejected Heaven and come back to the living world just to be with them instead?! Many question haunted their mind, staring at the back of their daughter's wings and the blue aura she emitted. "Where the heck am I!?" The daughter asked herself, Her face filed with confusion before it turn into dismay as soon as she locked eyes at the monster in front of her. *Woods—I mean Woosh* The monster run away with its tail behind its back, as if it saw death itself staring directly at its very own soul. "Eh? it got scared?" The girl exclaim with a puzzled tone. [Ding! Faith System Is activated] [Ding! Opening Diamond Faith Ticket and Two Golden Faith Ticket] [Ding! You gain: [ Zafkiel ] [ Consumable Card: Garou ] [ Ten Shadow Technique: Rabbit Escape ] ......... ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||| A/N: How was it? Curious are ya? A/N: This Novel is Inspired by [ I'm a Loli Clone ] Novel and [ I'm a Loli ] Novel, Both Novel are Written by [ The_Imperfect_Idol ]. A/N: Slow Update by the Way...Maybe One Chapter or Two Chapter per month? Idk. A/N: I'm not a professional Writer, in fact! This Is my first time writing~ A/N: English is not! And definitely will Never be my First Languages! As much as I want it to be~ A/N: This Novel is for my own satisfaction—since daydreaming about this novel—Didn't work anymore~ (T^T)
Damn_That_Is_Crazy · 2.1K Views

Playing God!

PROMOTION Awareness has brought peace to very few people from the very beginning of existence. In the first moment of awareness, a pure fear comes with it. That fear means crossing a threshold. The first moment you feel fear, you think it will last forever, a second ago you believed that your life was meaningless, while fear makes you miss that meaninglessness. You want your meaningless life back. Because having meaning in your life creates a goal, and it's a long narrow scary road to that goal... Nobody wants to walk on that road, that is, after seeing the road, they don't. From the first moment of my existence, I had a huge void inside me. I always knew something was wrong. Everything was as it should be, but there was a gap that bothered me. It's a void that I ignore. I ignored that void so much that I forgot it even existed. I couldn't deal with the thought of not being like the others. I couldn't deal with the shame and fear inside me. The thought that nothing would ever be the same made me turn my back on the emptiness inside me. I turned my back and closed my ears and eyes. I played the role that was written for me, without even realizing it. Until that day... I couldn't play that role anymore. I see the road, I'm afraid. It's weird that it's the first thing I feel, but what's more real than fear? now it's time to do something crazy. It's time to cross that threshold. It's time to be free and set all slaves free. "Only those who kill God are free. Because freedom comes only when you kill God."
Zeynep_Marangoz · 3.1K Views
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