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The Chronicles of Drakenor

In the enchanting realm of Drakenor, where dragons soar and magic weaves through the fabric of existence, seven powerful kingdoms stand divided yet interconnected, each rich with its own culture and formidable forces. The fragile peace shatters with the resurgence of an ancient prophecy foretelling the return of the Dark Lord, a malevolent sorcerer bent on conquering Drakenor and enslaving its inhabitants. At the heart of this turmoil is Kael, a young warrior unaware of the extraordinary destiny that awaits him. When dark forces threaten to engulf his homeland, Kael embarks on a perilous journey to unite the kingdoms and reclaim the legendary Dragonblade—an artifact said to hold the power to vanquish evil. Alongside a diverse group of companions, including the fierce warrior Borin, the gifted mage Elyndra, and the cunning rogue Jorin, Kael faces treacherous trials that test their strength, loyalty, and resolve. As Kael delves deeper into the shadows of the past, he uncovers hidden truths about his lineage and the sacrifices of those who came before him. Together, they navigate a world fraught with betrayal, ancient curses, and dark secrets, forging alliances with unlikely allies while contending with those who would see them fail. Through epic battles and harrowing confrontations, the group learns that the fight against the Dark Lord is not merely a battle for survival, but a struggle to protect the very essence of Drakenor. As they confront their fears and the weight of their choices, they must rise against the darkness that threatens to consume their world. With the fate of the realm hanging in the balance, Kael’s quest evolves into a desperate fight for hope and redemption. Will they be able to thwart the Dark Lord’s rise and restore peace to Drakenor, or will the echoes of war reverberate through the ages, marking the end of all they hold dear? The Chronicles of Drakenor is a tale of courage, friendship, and the unyielding spirit of those who dare to rise against the shadows of their past in pursuit of a brighter future.
Marwan_Zain_Miazee · 37.4K Views

The Skyball Chronicles

In the floating city of Skyreach, where magic and athleticism collide, the sport of Skyball reigns supreme. Played on islands suspended high above the ground, Skyball is a breathtaking, high-flying competition where players harness magical powers to soar through the air and score with a glowing energy orb. For orphan Kai Stormwind, who possesses the rare gift of wind magic, the dream of playing in the elite Skyball leagues has always seemed out of reach. Working at a small Skyball shop in the lower district, Kai spends his days fixing worn-out gear and his nights secretly practicing his magic. But when a mysterious stranger—revealed to be the legendary Darius Falkner, former captain of the champion Sky Titans—witnesses Kai’s untapped potential, everything changes. Darius offers Kai a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to join the struggling Storm Hawks, a team of underdogs fighting for their place in the Great Sky Tournament. As Kai joins the team, he must learn to master not only his wind magic but also the teamwork and strategy needed to compete at the highest level. With the tournament drawing near, Kai and the Storm Hawks face fierce competition, including the ruthless Drakken Fangs, a team bent on winning at any cost—even if it means using forbidden magic. As dark forces threaten the tournament and the future of Skyreach itself, Kai finds himself at the center of a conflict far greater than just a game. With the fate of the city hanging in the balance, Kai must rise above his past and lead the Storm Hawks to victory—both on the Skyball field and against an enemy who seeks to destroy everything they hold dear. Full of magical action, thrilling sports competition, and the journey of an underdog fighting for his dreams, The Skyball Chronicles is an epic adventure of courage, friendship, and the power of teamwork.
InfinityNow · 20.4K Views

Chronicle of a Necromancer: Resonated the Phoenix in Me

Judge from Hell Verdict: He is righteous Judge of Righteousness Verdict: Kind-hearted Judge of Kindness Verdict: He is charitable Judge of Charity Verdict: Proceed to the final Judge Judge from Heaven Final Verdict: Defendant should be granted reincarnation And that was how Lurky found himself in his current body, possessing the new name Lukas. Lurky was an acolyte in the only Temple of Light that existed in Old City. As one of the renowned acolytes of the Temple, he was to lead a group of believers on a Pilgrimage to Mena, the Pilgrimage Centre of all existing Temples in the world. On their way to Mena, something fiery happened. Fire arrows shot out from distant areas; from above; from sides; targeting the crowd he led. Amidst the crowd, were his dear ones. His mother and sister, but he could save none. Not even the closest believer to him. They all died. And that was how he found himself in this place, an entity he always heard existed. A place that will determine your everlasting happiness or sorrow. So, he was going to be judged. The final verdict of the judgment thrust him back to life, as a reincarnate in another body, Lukas’ body. And not as an acolyte, but a potential Necromancer. Not only that, he was in another city. No longer Old City but New City. Join me to follow Lurky (Lukas) as he travels the New City with only one mission in mind. “Convert Souls and resurrect the Temple of Light.”
Simma_boi · 326 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_ · 1.4K Views
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