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Darby And The Dead

Dead God's Slave

"I died... and died... and again and again and again," Alan roared, sitting atop a pile of corpses, arms outstretched, gesturing at the war-torn landscape filled with bodies—all his own, each killed in a different way. "Can I tell you the tale of Alan Fitzgerald?" "How his family betrayed him, how an entire nation hunted him and how he hunted them back." "All because he wasn’t blessed by those damned twelve gods." In this world, people who reach the age of 12 will undergo the ceremony called Rite of Ascension, where they'll be blessed by any of the 12 gods. Their blessings determine the future of them. Alane Fitzgerald was the first heir of the Fitzgerald dukedom. Everyone believed that he would be the next chosen champion of the Sun God. Everyone believed that; even Alane believed that. Everyone loved him and cherished him. Until. On his 12th birthday, he undergoes the Rite of Ascension. Something went wrong, clearly wrong. None of the 12 gods didn't choose him; they didn't give him champion blessings, not even common or uncommon blessings. Worse than that, he was marked as a cursed devil. He was thrown into prison by his own parents, mocked by his own younger brother, and finally he was sold as a slave. He wants revenge; he wants to kill everyone who broke him and wants to make them suffer, even the gods who mocked him, but he is powerless. Then he met something dark, which offered him revenge. Gave its own blessings to him. Rather than blessings, it's a curse, yet it'll give him a chance to kill everyone.
Ash_thirumuru · 7.7K Views

The Dead Luna

Aurora Stone: My family gave me their love, trust, undivided attention— everything. And when I needed them the most they snatched it all away. They left me with nothing but hollow silence. My best friend betrayed me. Hurt me. My mate rejected me. To them, I was nothing but a precious jewel— something that could make them rich and raise their status in society. But once I lost my honor, I was worthless in their eyes … just an object that belonged in the trash. After scarring my soul, they sold me to monsters who tortured me and scarred my face. With nothing left to lose, I planned the impossible: An escape from the Lycan palace. So? I killed myself and became a dead Luna. After my escape, I was planning to live in a human town and rebuild myself. No one would chase a dead Luna ever. Right? Nah! I guess I was wrong. Fate had other plans. It led me back to Sebastian King, the ruler of Velmora Kingdom. Last time, he did let me walk away. This time, he is not letting me out of his sight. But he needs to understand. I’m already dead. And dead people never come back. Now I’m Phoenix. A warrior who rose from the ashes. I don’t have a mate and I don’t belong to anyone. Sebastian King: I thought I lost her forever, but here she is, standing before me in full armor, staring boldly into my eyes. My kitten has grown into a firestorm. Now that I have found her, I won’t let her go. It’s time she remembers— she’s my mate and no one gets to claim her.
JessicaKaye911 · 17.7K Views

Dead Fantasy World

In the world of Chronoa, the dawn of a new age is heralded by desperation. For generations, the races of Humania have stood defiant against the creeping darkness and monstrous hordes that threaten to swallow their lands. Battles rage, kingdoms fracture, and even the bravest warriors fall beneath the tide. Outnumbered and beset on every side, the rulers and sages of the Estevania Empire pour the last of their hopes into a single, forbidden rite—the legendary Hero’s Covenant. Forged in ancient myth, the Hero’s Covenant promises salvation: by sacrificing the purest souls, the empire seeks to summon powers long lost to time. The ritual is heralded as humankind’s greatest chance for deliverance, their final bid for survival and eternal peace. But something goes wrong. Where light should have returned, a chilling silence settles. Forces meant to save instead begin to unravel the world’s fragile balance. As the days pass, strange things stalk the forests and forgotten towns. The fallen do not rest. The missing return, hollow-eyed and twisted, bearing strange wounds and hungers whispering of a fate worse than death. Now, as hope’s last gamble curdles into horror, all of Humania... No! all of Chronoa faces the consequences of reaching too far—and discovers that not every action can brings salvation. Some open the way for darkness that will not be denied. In the shadow of the failed Hero’s Covenant, the land itself begins to turn against those who wished to save it. Chronoa will never be the same. And the dead... started to raised once again.
Aqualith_Piscesar · 6.8K Views
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