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Brave New Word

New Vessel

In a world haunted by monstrous creatures and bound by rigid beliefs, Eska is born with a rare and dangerous ability: Bloodcraft, the power to manipulate her own blood. This power marks her as a heretic in the eyes of the church. A powerful order that follows the gods' laws. But fate spares her when Oblea, a seasoned Hunter, finds her as a child and takes her in, raising her in seclusion far from the reach of those who would see her destroyed. Under Oblea’s care, Eska learns to hunt, survive, and master her abilities, but she remains hidden from the world and the unyielding doctrines of the church. Years later, the church’s agents discover her, and her secret is exposed. Rather than execution, she is bound into servitude, forced to hunt and eliminate creatures beyond the reach of normal Hunters, facing demons and horrors twisted by ancient powers. As she fulfills her duties, Eska uncovers strange truths about the gods worshiped by the church and the dark mysteries surrounding their origins. Whispers tell of a rift between gods and demons, and of forbidden powers hidden from mortals. Fueled by a growing desire for revenge against the gods who condemn her very existence, Eska embarks on a dangerous path to challenge divine forces. Driven by the secrets she uncovers—and the injustices she suffers—Eska’s journey becomes one of vengeance and revelation, as she seeks to defy her fate, confront the gods themselves, and unravel the dark bond between deities and demons.
Tessedan · 553 Views

WORDS WE NEVER SAID

In a world where unspoken truths can weigh heavier than mountains, no one ever warned me about the danger of words left unsaid. I always thought I could handle it—breaking my heart seemed easier than breaking my mind, after all. But it turns out, the mind is a far more dangerous place than the heart. It doesn’t heal quickly, and it doesn’t forget. What happens when you leave words hanging in the air is that they start to fill every empty space, crowding out anything else, leaving only the residue of missed opportunities and what-ifs. My journal sat in front of me now, filled with everything I’d never said. All the words that could have changed something, anything. It was strange, how it felt so much easier to discard an entire journey than it did to let go of a single glance from yesterday. The words I left behind felt heavier than the pages I wrote them on. I didn’t even know why I kept writing anymore—maybe because it was the only place where I could finally speak, even if no one would ever read it. The reality of not saying things, of keeping my feelings buried, left a deeper scar than any conversation I never had. But what could I do? It’s not like the words would ever come, not now. What was left were the possibilities—the ones that never had a chance to come to life. A life where we could have made different choices, said the things we were too scared to say. But the past is a cruel thing to hang onto. It taunts you with the “what could have been” but never gives you any answers. And so, I sat there, sighing as I thought about how this was all I could do—curse the world, blame myself, and wonder if maybe there was something I could have changed. Maybe I could’ve found a way to let him know how I felt. Maybe I could’ve found the courage to stop pretending. But now, I was just left to face the weight of silence, and it felt as heavy as the words I could never speak. I thought I could be fine, that time would wash it all away—just move on, I told myself. But the more I tried, the more I found myself tangled in a web of thoughts that didn’t make sense. The days and nights we spent together were now just memories—snippets of laughter, quiet moments, little glances exchanged in the middle of the chaos, all trapped in the space between the confusion and the comfort of what used to be. I looked back, trying to make sense of it all, but it was like trying to hold water in my hands. The harder I tried, the more it slipped through my fingers. I regard all of us, how we all fall into this trap—how we’re all just people, trying to navigate this world with the hope that someone might catch us, that someone might finally understand what we didn’t say. Maybe we all end up here, stuck in the mess of things we wanted to say, but never did. And at the end of the day, there’s no one to blame but ourselves. We’re the ones who held back, who kept our truths hidden, all for the sake of protection, or pride, or fear. It’s easy to blame the world for the things that go wrong, but in the end, we’re the ones who let it go unspoken. And maybe that’s the hardest part—learning that we were the ones who stood in our own way.
silverstariii · 3K Views

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Mungkin ini adalah jalan hidupku atau jalan hidup orang lain? Jika mungkin aku mememilih, aku akan memilih semua happy ending dalam hidupku, atau... mungkin aku lelah dengan semua kehidupan yang kumiliki saat ini. Tapi. seseorang mengatakan "hidup itu indah" aku mungkin bukan lah orang yang suka dengan kata-kata seperti itu. Tapi, aku adalah aku... Author Lobak. Orang dibalik yang menulis semua suka dan duka, air mata kesedihan dan air mata kebahagian. Disaster or Happiness? this is what I am. Me being me, aku akan membawa kalian ke sebuah wahana yang bernama Emotional Rollercoaster. Aku, selaku penulis hanya bisa memberikan kisah hidup yang penuh warna. Walaupun, saat ini hatiku kosong tanpa dirinya, aku hanya bisa menulis apa yang aku rasakan. Maafkan jika Typo bertebaran, aku selaku penulis amatir yang sedang patah hati. Aku menuliskan cerita ini dengan banyak sekali perannya sehingga budget untuk cerita ini sangatlah banyak, dan aku sangat berharap semoga kalian menyukai apa yang aku tulis. Aku hanya bisa menyampaikan rasa terima kasihku dengan tulisan yang aku buat. Akhir kata, sebuah surat yang aku tulis dari caption, jadi.. aku akan mengubah captionnya. Kalian bisa request cerita apa yang kalian inginkan. Tapi aku tidak akan berjanji akan sesuai expetasi mu. Sudah itu saja, kepalaku sangat pusing untuk memikirkan sinopsis panjang ini, aku akan mengubah caption cerita yang lebih layak lagi. Salam hangat, Author Lobak P.S. Aku sangat suka jika kalian memberikan ku review agar aku bisa semangat untuk menulis cerita untuk kalian :) Gen-Ben [Update setiap hari Jum'at]
kidd17 · 61.1K Views
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