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Blades Rage In Flame By Blood Dragon

In the iridescent tapestry of Halmosian, where the firmament shimmers with nebulous luminescence and the very air hums with the arcane whispers of forgotten deities, destiny entwines two souls as disparate as dusk and dawn. One, Aleeman Hakiman, a youth of no esoteric endowment yet of indomitable spirit, bears the mantle of teen commander of the Abjannas—warriors of resolute hearts and steely conviction. The other, Wei Yang Hong, a scion prince of the venerable Weng dragon clan, once a paragon of masculine ferocity, now ensnared in the silken chains of a cruel metamorphosis. Cursed into beauteous villainy, he sheds his former self and emerges as Shi Zhao Mei, a vision of ethereal allure, her vengeance as intoxicating as perfumed venom. Bound by fate’s inexorable decree, their paths converge at the Miracheneous Academy, a citadel of erudition and eldritch mastery, where Aleeman seeks knowledge to bridge the chasm of his powerlessness, and Shi Zhao Mei weaves her own enigma, a rose adorned with unseen thorns. Yet, beyond the confines of mortal intrigue, an abyssal spectre stirs—shadow-born abominations slither forth from the chasm of another world, their tenebrous tendrils grasping at the fabric of existence itself. Like a blade bereft of an edge yet held by a masterful hand, Aleeman must carve his legend not through sorcery, but through tenacity, wit, and the unyielding resolve of a commander who leads without the shield of supernatural prowess. And Shi Zhao Mei, a paradox of beauty and brutality, finds herself entangled in the dance of salvation, her past and present warring within as she sways between vehemence and valour. Thus begins their odyssey—a struggle against oblivion, a symphony of peril and promise, a battle where steel meets sorcery, where fate’s quill inscribes their names upon the annals of Halmosian.
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Blood of the Raging Pack

A Chinese reconnaissance soldier who perished on the southern border battlefield is miraculously reborn in an alternate dimension, unexpectedly transformed into the shamanic priest of a beastman kingdom—a once-in-a-millennium Dragon Totem Priest—while simultaneously bearing the most vicious Blood Curse of the Tainted Familiar's Sacrificial Rite. What dark secrets lie behind this ancient malediction? Alluring fox-tribe beauties, a mermaid princess from the Abyssal Kingdom, enigmatic pearl maidens of the Eastern realms, and angelic swan-winged warrior maidens gradually gravitate toward him. Mysterious Eastern Panda Knights of the Pantaloon Clan, indomitable Giant Elephant Warriors of the Orefin Tribe, invincible Whale Knights of the Benelu Clan who dominate the seas, and champions from the War God's Sanctum join forces to follow the protagonist across the grand theater of war, forging their own legends of glory. Witness how Jing Guan, the rising literary virtuoso of 2005, masterfully weaves this extravagant tapestry of fantastical adventures brimming with romantic entanglements, chronicling the hero's journey to embrace his newfound identity. Through thunderous beastman war hymns, he challenges humanity's formidable arcane arts and undefeated legions, shattering dragon knights’ supremacy as the Dual-Dragon Totem Priest. Leading the Behemoth warriors—once luminous heroes now fading into twilight—he etches a death-defying chronicle of valor in their clash against the invading alien forces, crafting an unparalleled legend of zero casualties across the bloodstained battlefields.
DaoistBnj1RG · 6.3K Views

What Comes After?

What comes after the end? The inescapable void? A relentless darkness where hope is nothing but a distant memory? Who do you trust when you can’t even trust yourself? When the echoes of your past mistakes haunt every step, and the shadows seem to whisper your deepest fears? I asked myself these questions before and after Z-day. I ask them every waking moment, but the answers never come. They never have, and I don’t think they ever will. In a world stripped of its humanity, where survival is the only law, the truth feels like a luxury we can no longer afford. I know that those left behind are the worst of humanity—the scavengers, the betrayers, the ones who have embraced the darkness. But there are also others who fell at the last minute, those who clung to their last shreds of decency before the end swallowed them whole. Some are burdened with crimes that seem small compared to the horrors that now plague the earth, yet the punishment is the same for us all. The doctrine says that sin is sin, no matter the good intentions behind it. I guess they were right. This world is unforgiving, and it doesn’t care about the reasons that led us here. Do I hate it here? Yes, I do. Every breath I take in this poisoned air is a reminder of what we’ve lost. Do I regret being here? Of course not, because I have a sister to protect. She’s my only tether to what’s left of my humanity, my only reason to keep fighting when everything else has been reduced to ash. My name is Paul Okonkwo, and I will get her safely through this hell on earth, even if it’s the last thing I do. No matter what this broken world throws at us, no matter how deep I have to sink into the darkness, I will be the shield that keeps her safe. Because in the end, that’s all that matters—keeping her alive, keeping her safe, even if it means sacrificing what little is left of myself.
Wisdom_Okolue · 877 Views
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