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THE UNKNOWN {BL}

Synopsis: 'The Unknown" The city was a tapestry of ancient rivalries, woven with threads of power and magic. In its heart beat the pulse of two dynasties, the Dawn Kingdom and the Night Kingdom, locked in an eternal dance of light and darkness. But beneath the fade of splendor lay a sinister truth-a conspiracy that would shake the foundations of both realms. One fateful night, the air crackled with treachery as the forces of evil descended upon the unsuspecting city. In a cruel twist of fate, the good witches of the Dawn Kingdom fell victim to a malevolent plot, their lives snuffed out in a whirlwind of betrayal. Among the fallen was Eithan, heir to the throne, his dreams of a united kingdom shattered in an instant. Yet, amidst the chaos, a glimmer of hope remained-Nisa, his beloved, spared from the clutches of death by some twist of fortune. Together, they were laid to rest in a remote island sanctuary, a silent testament to the tragedy that had befallen them. But time, it seemed, was not content to let their story end there. Thirty years passed like shadows in the night, until one fateful evening, when Nisa felt the stirrings of destiny calling her name. Driven by a restless longing, she ventured beyond the confines of her solitude, seeking solace in the mundane pleasures of the mortal world. As the rain poured down in sheets, washing away the sins of the past, Nisa found herself drawn to a forgotten corner of the city-a place where memories lay dormant, waiting to be awakened. And then, like a bolt from the blue, fate intervened. A chain, ethereal and glowing with otherworldly light, materialized before her eyes, beckoning her closer with its silent plea for aid. With trembling hands, Nisa reached out, her fingers closing around the cool metal links. And in that moment, she heard it-a voice, soft and haunting, whispering words of warning and redemption. Terrified yet resolute, Nisa stood at the crossroads of destiny, her heart torn between love and duty. For she knew that whatever path she chose, the consequences would be dire, the sacrifices profound. But as the seconds slipped away like grains of sand in an hourglass, Nisa knew that she could no longer afford to hesitate. With a steely resolve, she made her choice, the chain glowing brighter with each passing heartbeat-a beacon of hope in a world consumed by darkness .And so, with the weight of centuries upon her shoulders, Nisa took her first step into the unknown, her fate intertwined with that of her beloved Eithan, in a tale of revenge, mystery, and undying love.
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Little Light Lord [BL]

Gods rule over the fundamental creations of life. Lords watch and rule over these Gods’ creations. Phos, the Lord of Light, found himself cornered by a sharpshooter in the dead of the night. This unlikely encounter led to destiny. — The marksman needed to kill a kind, beautiful man. From the photos, his target had crystalline orange eyes and glowing silver hair that cascaded down to the floor in waves. But, as with everything, the real man looked far more lucent and stunning. Like a soft light, like the first glimmer on the ocean’s surface as the Sun arose. Before he could raise his sniper’s rifle to extinguish this ray of light, however, the beautiful target pulled out a pistol and shot him straight in the abdomen. “I hope you don’t die. Good day.” With that, he swiftly turned and left, disappearing into the darkness, his long hair bouncing to his every crisp footstep. Leaving behind the confused marksman, who, dazed, clutched his new wound and slumped to the floor. Later on, the marksman managed to act stupid enough to gain his target’s trust. Showing his true colours, he toyed with a lock of his former victim’s hair, which was as silky and soft as he imagined. He held it to his lips, raised a corner of his black turtleneck to show the bulletwound on his abdomen, and whispered in a deep voice: “This wound, how will you repay it?” The original target, who shined like a dim candlelight under the rays of the moon, stretched up his bound arms to the hitman, brought a gentle hand to his skin, covered the wound… and with an unapologetic, professional business smile, he replied: “I’m sorry, are you really sure you have a scar there? How come I don’t see anything?” The marksman: … It’s because you’re covering it. The man he originally had to kill, who wore white silk pyjamas and a flame-like orange scarf every day and who looked like he could fall over with a slight push from the wind, was actually very resistant—and really, really pissed him off. Cover Art: nonsang_08 Upload Schedule: Every 3 days
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