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El Sistema de Línea de Sangre

En una línea de tiempo futura, la Tierra fue visitada por una especie conocida como los Slarkovs. Habiendo perdido su planeta natal y en busca de uno nuevo, la Tierra fue el siguiente planeta habitable para ellos. Los Humanos y los Slarkovs hicieron un trato entre sí a cambio de que los Slarkovs vivieran en la Tierra. Los Slarkovs intercambiaron su tecnología y conocimiento por un nuevo hogar. Eran similares a los humanos, excepto por algunos de ellos que tenían ligeras diferencias, por lo que integrarse en la sociedad no fue un problema. Con los años, los Slarkovs y los humanos comenzaron a aparearse entre sí y a reproducir descendencia. Esto, a su vez, creó nuevas especies conocidas como el mestizaje. Siglos después, los mestizajes podían aprovechar su línea de sangre y realizar hazañas inimaginables. Gustav nació en una época en la que la línea de sangre lo determina todo y lucha por encajar con una línea de sangre inútil. Su línea de sangre solo le otorga la habilidad de cambiar el color de su cabello, destruyendo sus esperanzas y sueños de un gran futuro. Su destino cambia cuando una situación inesperada lo lleva a encontrar un sistema que le otorga el poder de desbloquear y mejorar líneas de sangre completando misiones, pero se queda perplejo con dos misiones con un plazo de cinco años. El éxito le otorgará recompensas inimaginables... Pero solo una cosa le espera si falla... ¡La muerte! Sigue a Gustav en su interesante viaje lleno de aventuras sin precedentes, peligro y muerte, ¿quizás? PD: El crecimiento del personaje principal ocurre más de una vez en esta historia. Únete a mi servidor de Discord » https://discord.gg/kSde8pwr
TimVic · 151.7K Views

The Steppeborn: The Art of War and the Broken Path

The Steppeborn: The Art of War and the Broken Path The steppe was never conquered. It was unmade. The Orontai rode like wind across the grasslands, their breath bound to sky and silence, not cities or thrones. But the Zhong Empire came with iron phalanxes and talismans of fire. They did not bring war. They brought extinction. Altan was born to that vanishing. A child without elemental gift. Voiceless. Spirit-null. Unwanted. Yet when the Zhong burned the clans, he did not beg. He fought. And when his mother, the last Flamecaller, stood alone on the ridge and whispered “Run,” he obeyed. Not to survive. But to remember. Hunted and broken, he fled west to the edge of the world, a place left blank on every chart, not out of myth, but because no one who entered ever returned. There, in the forbidden abyss known only in old blood and older fear, he fell into something deeper than legend. A chasm where cultivation dies and pain speaks. When he returned, the war had changed. But so had he. As phalanx legions rise and empires tighten their grip, a different kind of war begins. Formations clash in passes narrow as memory. Shields lock. Spears break. Blood spills in the thousands. There are no gods here. No destiny. Only discipline, silence, and the will to endure. And the storm no longer comes from the sky. It rises from the chasm. "This story is also being published on RoyalRoad.com under the same title and author."
REDN · 25.2K Views

The Art Of Hating You

MATURE CONTENT WARNING Leonard Garner doesn’t believe in forgiveness—only in retribution. His mother vanished the night his father brought home a bastard son, and with her went every shred of trust he had left. He keeps a Hate List now—a twisted record of names, some already crossed out in black. But one name stands out in bold red ink: Rhea Hampton. The girl who once moaned his name like it meant something, then disappeared without a word. Now she’s back, with her red hair, dripping with power, pretending to belong on the arm of his stepbrother, Jackson. But Leonard sees through the games. He sees the way her eyes still burn when they land on him, the way her breath still catches when he gets too close. She thinks she can play him. She thinks he doesn’t remember what it felt like to have her body wrapped around his, swearing forever between gasps. What Rhea doesn’t know is that Leonard has no intention of being used again. But Rhea’s not just another society girl. She’s a secret agent buried deep inside a mission that could burn Leonard's world to the ground. She needs access to his father—the man holding the key to a global conspiracy—and seducing Jackson is the fastest way in. What she didn’t plan for was Leonard’s rage, or the way her body still betrays her every time he’s near. As desire clashes with vengeance, and long-buried truths claw their way to the surface, Leonard and Rhea find themselves tangled in a game where love is lethal, loyalty is blurred, and their next kiss might be the one that destroys them both.
thequietquill04 · 1.5K Views

The 43rd Page

Aha! It is I, Ryx, your rival till your last breath! Don't tell me you've already forgotten about me. I mean, sure, the Shadow of Depth haunts us throughout the Solaris continent, but you should at least try to defy the unstoppable march of forgetfulness for someone as precious as me, eh? I just hope the Children of The Sun will hurry up and find all the remaining pages and bring back the light with the use of the Little Spark. I've heard that the curse has fully enveloped Solarae, and now its shadows are nearing Montumbra and.. Veldoria. Yeah, I'm quite literally SOBBING while writing this letter because of that fact. After all, the Beastman nation means a lot to me, and I don't want it to collapse just yet. Alright, enough about me. How's that sly fox doing these days? I bet he's still regenerating after the fight with that fiery guy. Damn, I never knew someone can be that annoying, can't he just.. stop with his mindless shenanigans? By the way, can we discuss the absurdness of the power the Elemental nation possesses? All we have in our arsenal, of course, is the Radiance and Umbra magic. They have that too, but it seems it wasn't enough for them! To be able to control THE elements of nature? Gosh, I envy them to a point that you can't!..Argh!.. Oh! Speaking of Radiance and Umbra, how's it going with your Equilibri training? You've always been known for Umbra practically leaking out of you, and I'm SO sorry that you didn't have the chance to see my reaction when I heard you began attending Radiance control lessons. I'm sure if not already, you're close to balancing out these two forces... Hmmm.. it seems that I went too much out of topic, giving TOO much needless context which you have already stated that you can't comprehend. Well then, I suppose the merciful old me shall grant you mercy by ending this letter... BUT! Before I'll do it, I'm giving you a heads up that I've trained day and night and strengthened my bond with my Protector, so be ready for a rematch soon! ̷H̷u̷g̷s̷ ̷a̷n̷d̷ ̷k̷ ̷ ̷ ̷ ̷f̷o̷r̷ ̷a̷ ̷b̷e̷t̷t̷e̷r̷ ̷t̷o̷m̷ Cheers, Your Rival.
tiactica · 1.6K Views
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