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Death Battle Raven

Battle of CHRONO

In the heart of the empire's most renowned hospital, a poignant scene unfolded. An emaciated infant, struggling for life, was born amidst the cutting-edge medical facilities and top-notch care. The child's condition was dire, necessitating immediate admission to the intensive care unit. As the medical team rallied around the fragile newborn, the atmosphere was tense with concern. The hospital's top specialists converged to provide life-sustaining treatment, administering critical care with precision and compassion. Despite the hospital's state-of-the-art equipment and expert staff, the child's prognosis remained grim. The medical team worked tirelessly to stabilize the infant's vital signs, but the tiny body struggled to fight off the frailty. The child's parents, overwhelmed with worry, anxiously awaited each update from the doctors. Every passing moment seemed like an eternity as they clung to hope. The intensive care unit became a sanctuary of hope, where medical professionals employed their expertise to coax the child back from the brink. The hospital's chaplaincy services offered emotional support, providing solace to the distressed family. Amidst the uncertainty, one thing was clear: the child's survival depended on the unwavering dedication of the medical team and the family's unrelenting hope. Shirley's eyes brimmed with tears as she gazed at their fragile newborn, struggling for life in the intensive care unit. Zilong, determined to comfort his distraught wife, wrapped his arms around her shoulders. "Shirley, don't be sad," he whispered softly. "I truly believe that our child will definitely grow strong and stand tall!" His voice resonated with conviction, offering a beacon of hope. Shirley turned to him, her face etched with worry. "But what if...?" she trailed off, unable to voice her deepest fears. Zilong's grip tightened reassuringly. "We have the best medical team caring for our baby," he reminded her. "We must stay positive and trust in their expertise. Our child will overcome this." His words were a gentle balm to Shirley's frayed emotions. Together, they stood vigil, hands clasped, and hearts filled with determination. Their love and resilience would be the cornerstone of their child's fight for life. Shirley's tears continued unabated, her heart heavy with sorrow. The plight of their newborn weighed heavily on her. "This child is so pitiful," she whispered, her voice trembling. "Born into suffering, he's faced calamity after calamity. First, the catastrophic event, and now his fragile body struggles to cope." Zilong's expression turned somber. "We did everything we could," he reassured Shirley. "The doctors said we made it just in time." But Shirley's guilt lingered. "If only we'd acted sooner..." Her voice trailed off, consumed by regret. "The gods are merciless," she whispered, despair creeping in. "This is their punishment for our hesitation." Zilong gathered Shirley into his arms, offering warmth and comfort. Zilong gently shook his head, his eyes filled with a mix of frustration and resignation. "This matter has been strictly censored by both the Freedom Federation and the Imperial Alliance," he reminded Shirley. "It's now a forbidden topic, hidden from public discourse." The catastrophic event had left an indelible scar on humanity, the worst since the dawn of the New Era. Its aftermath was shrouded in mystery, cloaked by the twin powers that ruled the world. Shirley's gaze dropped, her voice barely above a whisper. "Before humans are destroyed, God makes them go mad." The ancient proverb echoed through the hospital room, a haunting refrain. Zilong's eyes locked onto hers, filled with a deep sorrow. "In the end, who truly knows what's right and wrong?" he murmured. "Perhaps our understanding is but a fleeting illusion."
LostInStories · 52 Views

The Raven's Basilisk

       Izime finally grew to appreciate Psyis' ability to not ask stupid questions for five minutes, wondering if she'd manage a sixth. The probability of it dropping rapidly as yet another cup of the very drinkable and thus very dangerous liquor was thrown back all at once.        Purple face turning towards him as circling shades of blue worked across Psyis cheeks she opened her mouth and fell short at five minutes and twenty-three seconds, "I-um..did you ever go to the movies?"        Izime stood moving to snatch the cup away, or he would have. His hand flickered as it passed through the metal, his eyes glared moving between the thermos and the obviously inebriated Psyis. "That is enough drinking for you." With a frustrated huff, Izime stood walking straight through the pilot's seat and door to the cabin of the ship. Leaving Psyis blinking eyes not working, unable to see the drone that voiced the AI as it bumped against the door just as confused as she was.        Psyis too drunk to think about just what she'd been asking and about who. The thessian's personal question still hung in the air as she considered how often Izime seemed to not answer when it came to her.        "What'd I say?" Psyis looked around the now empty room, a bit past tipsy in her rush to find the courage to discover Izime's past. Blinking a bit wondering what had been wrong with talking about Bell or going to the movies.        The number of cups and direction she'd yanked the conversation quickly burying Psyis under their combined effects. The thessian was left sitting alone and a bit confused, only knowing that something beyond the liquor in her hands was the cause.  Hadn't Izime been the one who'd asked for the mulligan?        Glancing down at the thermos in her hands, Psyis chewed over the thought and all that came with it. The liquor not having any answers, she looked back out the window. ((Posted on www.webnovel.com , www.booksie.com and royal road where I update sooner with larger chapters. If you're not reading there, its pirated and stolen. report it as such))
Sku77s · 14.6K Views

Heavensent Battle Royale

In a universe orchestrated by the Creator, known simply as God, a harrowing death game is designed for humanity to enjoy. With 7 billion people around the world, game invitations are sent out randomly through their phones, posing a single, intriguing question to those chosen along with two simple choices: [WOULD YOU LIKE TO ACCEPT THE INVITATION AND BECOME A PLAYER IN THIS AWESOME GAME? YES/NO] Anon Roa is an inconspicuous high school student who mostly keeps to himself. He doesn’t have any close friends and usually just goes straight home after school to watch anime, play video games, or read light novels. Living a routine life, everything changed one fateful day when a mysterious text message appeared on his phone. Driven by curiosity and boredom, Anon selects 'Yes.' In an instant, his mundane existence shatters, plunging him into a nightmarish world teeming with death, chaos, and treachery. He still remembers the unsettling smile of God, who welcomed him to this macabre game: “Y’know, ninety-nine percent of humans die easily and are always full of regrets. So, wouldn’t it be better to live and fight for a slim chance to change your life however way you want it? I am God, after all. I can reward you with whatever you so desire so long as you win in this game of mine.” *** Hey lovely people! (。•̀ᴗ•́。) If you've enjoyed my work and would like to support me further, please consider visiting my Ko-fi page. [Check it out here!] (https://ko-fi.com/lynnal) Thank you all so much! (^▽^)
Lynnal · 3.5K Views

Lord Raven's Court

In the year 556 of the Runtallian Calendar, a war broke out in the eastern frontier of the Kingdom of Runtallia between the eastern overlord, Duke Gaverone Walruse of Regalia, and the barbarian chief-thane known as Dariun Drunzelle of the Shiradonii tribe, one of the Four Great Tribes of Norsmund, a nation that borders the Kingdom, deemed to be the land of brutes and savages. As the Duke of Regalia marches with his army to defend the disputed land of Kurlon, the barbarians have taken such an opportune moment to launch another incursion near the eastern border of Regalia near the town of Flendle, with the intention of dividing his army. However, despite accepting the town and the surrounding local lords' territories as lost cause in the war in favor of Kurlon– a newly discovered territory bountiful with veins of iron and other minerals– the Duke tasks his third son, Lord Velmund Walruse, along with his retinue, the Order of the Raven Knights, to fend off the attack. Now faced with the plight of defending the border town against a 5,000-strong Norsmundi army with his few yet skilled knights, along with an ill-equipped and undermanned militia, Lord Velmund has no choice but to fulfill his duty as a noble, relying upon his wits and his few but capable retainers to survive his first battle at the tender age of sixteen summers and winters. Contrary to his timid, youthful, and innocent appearance, however, lies his sly and scheming nature, evident by his fondness of dark magical arts specializing in illusion spells. Nevertheless, he himself has no idea of what he is capable of, and what he is destined to become. Meanwhile, further east at the frontier with Norsmund, a plot hatches to ensnare the Duke within the clutches of his treacherous vassals. Not only his life is threatened by these schemes, but his sons Theo and Varus as well. With this scheme put into motion, the Duke and Velmund's siblings, Varus and Theo, would taste fate's twisted humor, with the former meeting his demise in a blaze of glory amidst the field of battle, and the latter two vanishing in incidents shrouded by mysteries. With the death of the patriarch of Regalia and his heirs' disappearance, the young lord who was initially third in line for the succession of the ducal seat became its temporary occupant. And thus, the tale of him and his court begins… CHAPTER RELEASE: January 1st at 12:00 UTC
SlothfulChronicler · 627.6K Views

The Battle of The Cultures

In the heart of Emretana, a nation forged by the legendary King Jiranyu IV, lies the fortified city of Yiaditak. Originally built by Jiranyu IV, the city stands as a testament to his vision of unity and strength. Over the centuries, Yiaditak has become a symbol of resilience for the Jibberek people, the largest and most influential ethnicity in Emretana. The name "Yiaditak" is derived from the Jibberenkrata words "Yiada," meaning light, and "Yitak," meaning guide. The city earned its name because its lights, visible from the Yestakmi Hills, served as a beacon for travelers, guiding them safely through their journeys. However, Yiaditak is also home to the Ekkadese people, a minor ethnicity that sought refuge in Emretana after fleeing their homeland on the distant shores of Irammi. For generations, the Ekkadese have built their lives in Yiaditak, preserving their culture and traditions in their adopted homeland. Tensions between the Jibberek and Ekkadese have simmered for years, fueled by disputes over territory, resources, and cultural differences. As these tensions reach a boiling point, the stage is set for an epic confrontation that will determine the future of both peoples. The Battle of the Cultures is a tale of conflict and unity, bravery and determination. Leading the charge on the Jibberek side are RedEmerald108YT, a skilled Army Chief and strategist organizing the city's defenses; King Jirakku II, the wise and just ruler of the Jibberek, upholding the legacy of Jiranyu IV; The Emretana Dispute Soldiers, elite warriors trained to handle conflicts within the nation; and CheirsDaCrafter, a master craftsman and engineer creating fortifications and traps. On the Ekkadese side, the resilient and resourceful forces are led by Ensuta, the charismatic leader determined to protect the Ekkadese homeland; the united and innovative Ekkadese people, contributing their unique skills to the defense; and Rimmadu, a skilled warrior and tactician devising clever plans and strategies. As the battle rages on, both sides face personal challenges and doubts. The outcome of the battle will depend on their strength, courage, and ability to unite in the face of adversity. Amidst the chaos, the echoes of King Jiranyu IV's vision remind them of the importance of unity and resilience. Will the Jibberek and Ekkadese find a way to overcome their differences and achieve a lasting peace, or will the conflict continue to rage on? The Battle of the Cultures is a gripping tale of cultural heritage and the indomitable spirit of Emretana's people.
RedEmerald_108 · 1.5K Views
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