Download Chereads APP
Chereads App StoreGoogle Play
Chereads

The Lost Ones A

THE CHOOSEN ONES

In the glittering, snake-infested court of Ignis, where power was a double-edged sword and loyalty a rare gem, Selanthia Amaris Nyxveil stood as a legend cloaked in infamy. Known by many names—*The Hound of the Emperor*, **The Cursed Sword*, **The Witch of Nyxveil*, and *The Abandoned One*—she was a weapon forged by duty and sharpened by betrayal. For forty long years, she served as the Emperor’s blade, cutting down threats to the throne with ruthless precision. Yet, behind the cold steel and the icy gaze, Selanthia harbored no love for the crown or the vipers who surrounded it. She was a woman bound by fate, not choice. At 48, weary of the endless machinations of the court, Selanthia chose to retire. With no family to call her own, she left behind the gilded cage of Ignis for the simplicity of the countryside. Her dreams were modest: to bake sweet treats, tend to chickens, lose herself in books she’d never had time to read, and find solace in the quiet rhythm of church prayers. A peaceful, ordinary life—a stark contrast to the blood-stained path she had walked for decades. But fate, it seemed, had other plans. Just 28 hours into her newfound tranquility, Selanthia’s life was brutally cut short. Poisoned and attacked in the dead of night, she breathed her last beneath a cold, uncaring sky. Her final thoughts were not of vengeance or regret for the life she had led, but of the life she had never known. She wished for love, for a kind and handsome partner, for children whose laughter might have filled the void in her heart. She wished she had never taken up the sword, that she might have written a different ending to her tale. Yet, death was not the end. Selanthia awoke not in the afterlife but in a world both familiar and strange. Perched high in a cherry blossom tree, she was greeted by the voice of Rina, her long-dead confidante. Now, thrust into a bewildering new reality, Selanthia must unravel the threads of this strange second chance. Is this a cruel jest of the gods, a dream spun from her dying regrets, or something far more sinister? And why, of all people, THAT MAN—who disappeared without a word— is acting all weird? As the petals of the cherry blossoms fall around her, Selanthia finds herself caught in a web of mystery, romance, and perhaps, redemption. But in this enchanted new life, where nothing is as it seems, can she unravel the twist of life brought forward by THAT MAN? Or will the shadows of her past rise to claim her once more?
Erlyyy · 16.1K Views

A Traveller's Lost Dreams

Before there was light there were the Nightmares, and before that, there were the things that feasted upon the nightmares, the dark. Those that were born from the Darkness, at the birth of the First light of the Cosmic Sands that helped the worlds take shape. When the very first of the soul-possessing creatures, the lightborne witnessed the darkness, they sought to destroy it, fearing that would consume all things in its Voidfull Sea, but in their folly, their hubris had undone a fundamental aspect of the cosmos. Without the threat of the darkness to stave off the nightmares, all the worlds within each stellar grain became the prey they could hunt without limit. Grain by grain, world by world was lost, consumed by the nightmares, expanding the reach of the Voidfull Sea. But their hunger would not go unchecked, as the lightborne that remained, sought to correct the faults of their ancestors. Using the antithesis of the nightmare's might, they empowered a chosen few with their dreams, and with that, they forced the nightmares back into the Voidfull Sea. Using their light, they shielded the Cosmic Sands, from the reach of the abyssal waters. But where there is light, darkness will be born to soon consume it, and for some, the light isn't strong enough to keep the nightmares away. These grains, these unguarded worlds, without their light, their now, dustborne find those with that can once again wield the might of their dreams. For someone must, they must bear our dreams with the strength to achieve them. They may never have wanted a part in this ageless war, but they have now been entrusted with our hopes, the very last of our Dreams.
AllenWisse · 17.7K Views
Related Topics
More