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Wicked Gods Master Duel

The Reaper's Wicked Obsession

[Matured Content] In a world of gods and Faes. Isadora Skaldwood was born a Fae but of impure blood “mannfae” deemed an inferior creation of the olden gods. Yet at birth she was kissed by the goddess of life and blessed with the ability of a skin weaver, capable of healing any wound or affliction. Betrayed by her family, she's sold for gain, shipped across the world to a brothel, into the hands of a selfish businessman who exploited her abilities for years. Travelers come to this brothel not to lay with the rumored mannfae but to seek her abilities. But then everything changed when “He” appeared… Kraven Val Thrond, widely known as “The Reaper," a terrifying warrior feared by those who dared speak his name. Dangerously handsome, a presence identical to the god of death, silver eyes like the crescent moon—but a mind dipped in madness. Isadora despises him, not just for stealing her away, but for thrusting her into his world of blood and chaos. He’s insane! But that’s only the cherry on top, his obsession is wicked. But when he touches her, mix emotions and desires stirs, can a madman feel something? Of course not! He's more inclined to kill her than succumb to his desires. He has this "Thirst" and it triggers mostly toward her. Just a kiss is a clear invitation toward death and when he touches her... she might greet the god of death soon. Have the gods damned her again? They had thrown a Dark Fae toward her way who's obsessed with owning her soul. But in life, only a mate can claim another soul. ~ (Excerpt) "What do you even want from me?" Isadora asked, this time more desperate. "The answer to that question, love," he leaned more until their lips almost touched. "I really wish there was one," he murmured, before crashing his lips against hers. Sparks surged through her in waves, but she bit his lip, hard enough to draw blood. The action seemed to make him stop and she pushed away from him. Kraven licked his lips, amused and a maddening look in his eyes. "Go away!" she yelled at him, tears almost building in her eyes. Why was he making her feel this way? Hatred burned through her veins and yet torn between this was an undeniable pull. "I will, love.." he replied with a dangerous edge to his tone and an eerily glow to his silver eyes. "If you can outrun me, first..." he added, taking a step closer and she instinctively took one back. "Run, Isadora..." he growled, his voice raw and animalistic, like a beast on the verge of unleashing wrath. "...run!" ~ A/N: This is Dark Romance, don't expect a sweet ML! Extra Tags: #darkromance #slowburn #blood&gore #morallygreyML #medieval #warriors The cover is mine!
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Puppet of the Gods

[Puppet of the Gods / Kamigami no Kugutsu] Since the dawn of existence, two opposing forces have governed the world: Linear Fate and Boundless Fate. Linear Fate ensures absolute order, where every event is predetermined and unchangeable, while Boundless Fate embodies limitless possibilities, allowing free will to shape destiny. The Archons, self-proclaimed gods of the world, feared the chaos of free will and sought to eradicate it, forging an alliance with Linear Fate to suppress Boundless Fate and trap mortals in an unbreakable cycle of predestination. From the remnants of Boundless Fate and the last flickers of human defiance, Nazo was born. Unlike any mortal, he was untouched by Linear Fate’s and the Archon’s control, an anomaly with the potential to restore the shattered balance. However, the Archons recognized the danger he posed before he could ever realize his power. Knowing they can’t erase him yet and the fact that Boundless Fate was severely weaken, they’re able and did twisted him into their greatest puppet. From infancy, they manipulated his very existence, embedding within him a false purpose. He was raised as their enforcer, taught to believe that resisting fate was futile, that free will was an illusion, and that Linear Fate was the ultimate truth. His emotions were suppressed, his memories distorted, and his mind shackled in an unending cycle of obedience. Whenever a sliver of doubt arose, the Archons manipulated reality around him, ensuring that every attempt at defiance resulted in despair and failure. Yet, despite their efforts, the tiniest echoes of Boundless Fate still lingered within him. It was barely perceptible, but enough to spark questions. Enough for cracks to form in the Archons’ perfect world. Enough to make him wonder—could linear fate truly be change?
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