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When Ash Meet Cynthia In Kanto

From Ash To Aetherblade

"From Ash to Aetherblade": Ackah Emile lives in the sprawling city of Veridia, a place where the gap between the awakened Hunters and the powerless unawakened is a chasm. Struggling to support his mother, Abelema, and younger sister, Aya, after the death of his father, Ackah faces a daily battle against poverty and despair. The world beyond Veridia is a dangerous place, swarming with monsters, labyrinths, and dimensional rifts, where only the strong survive. When a sudden, violent awakening transforms Ackah into a "Sword Ascendant," he is granted the power to wield a blade of pure aetheric energy and transcend the limits of mortal swordsmanship. This newfound power offers a chance to escape his desperate circumstances, but it also thrusts him into a world of cutthroat guilds, powerful nations, and ancient threats. Ackah must learn to master his abilities, navigating the treacherous political landscape of the twenty superpower countries, each vying for dominance. He faces monstrous hordes, battles corrupt guild leaders, and confronts the ever-present threat of void invasions. Along the way, he forms alliances with other Hunters, uncovers ancient secrets, and faces moral dilemmas that test his resolve. As Ackah rises from the ashes of his past, he amasses wealth and power, establishing his own guild, the "Rift Walkers," and forging a legend that will echo through the ages. "From Ash to Aetherblade" is a tale of action, adventure, and the transformative power of will, where a young man, armed with a blade of pure energy, carves his own destiny in a world teetering on the brink of chaos.
Frank_Emile_Ackah · 8.1K Views

When An Arrogant Playboy Meets A Rude Prostitute? WAR

( No rape, *apart from the memory of the Fl*. This novel contains alot of sex scenes, so its restricted for people under 18+.) Raymond Christio is a sex freak. He fucks anything in a skirt and has no regard for women. To him, they are mere playthings, disposable conquests meant to serve his pleasure before he moves on to the next. Money, power, and his undeniable charm have always ensured that no woman dares to reject him. No one has ever slapped him, no one has ever said no—until her. Rosia Angelis. A woman who lives by her own rules. A prostitute by profession, but not by choice. Life pushed her into the darkness, but she carved her own place within it. While others might look down on her, she wears her title with pride. No one knows the pain she has endured, the sacrifices she has made, or the battles she fights every single day. And no man, not even the arrogant, insufferable Raymond Christio, has the right to judge her. Their paths cross one fateful night when Raymond, confident as ever, approaches her, expecting the usual submission he gets from women. But Rosia isn’t like the others. When he tries to claim her as if she is just another prize, she does the unthinkable—she slaps him across the face and walks away. For the first time in his life, Raymond is left stunned, humiliated, and burning with a new kind of desire—one that has nothing to do with lust and everything to do with obsession. No woman has ever defied him, and now, all he can think about is breaking Rosia, making her submit, forcing her into his world. But Rosia isn't someone to be tamed. She has fought against monsters all her life, and she refuses to let Raymond be another. What happens when two worlds built on dominance and survival collide? A game of power, passion, and destruction begins—where the victor may end up losing the most.
Egbuna_Favour · 7.3K Views

CYNTHIA'S ODYSSEY 1: BEYOND THE VEIL

Όνειρο: Κλειδί που Ξεδιαλέγει Μυστήρια (Oneiro: Kleidi pou Xedialegei Mystiria) DREAM: KEY TO UNRAVEL MYSTERIES The Dreamcatcher “As I drifted off to sleep, I couldn’t shake the feeling that my dreams were trying to tell me something. And then, I heard the whisper: ‘When the wings of slumber beckon, beware the shadows that take flight.’ I didn’t know what it meant, but it sent a shiver down my spine.” The five-letter word “dream” holds a mystical allure, whispering secrets to those who dare to listen. As we surrender to its embrace, the dream reveals itself as a master key, unlocking doors to diverse realms. Love, hope, adventure, sorrow, and the unknown await beyond the threshold. The enigmatic key is humankind’s most potent possession, capable of conjuring worlds within and beyond our wildest imagination. As the wise ones have said, “Let your dream be your wings.” Yet, I, Cynthia – affectionately known as Tia to those who hold a piece of my heart – never foresaw the awakening of my own dreams. They stirred, sprouted wings, and transported me to an uncharted realm of mystery and danger. My story begins at the precipice of reality and the unknown, where the fabric of my dreams transformed into a living nightmare. In this realm, the boundaries between love and loss, hope and despair, blurred. My loved ones and I found ourselves teetering on the edge of existence, our lives hanging in the balance. The dream that once lifted me up became a desperate quest for survival. Join me on this journey into the heart of the unknown, where the lines between dreams and reality dissolve, and the true essence of the human spirit is revealed.
Adnic_symurgh · 2.4K Views

Ash Runner

In the Ashen Reach, a cursed wasteland of black dunes and ember-storms, Torv “Ash” Kren runs alone, hauling glowing ember-shards in a battered sled. Once a raider, he quit when his crew torched innocence—now he trades magic fuel for water, machete chipped, coat patched, one job from death. An ember-storm cracks his sled—shards spill—when Lysa “Ember” Vey stumbles from the haze, half-dead, clutching a red-hot Core Ember worth a fortune or a grave. Lysa’s an ash-witch—bends shards into fire-blades, hunted by warlord Krax for a 10,000-shard bounty. She offers Torv 2,000 to run her to the Free Drift, rebel camp past the Dune Wall—or leave him dry in the sand. Torv’s gut says ditch her—warlord’s hounds close—but her ember buys time, and his Ash Runner Sense wakes: kills earn miles, power grows. They trek—raiders bleed, storms burn—Torv’s machete sings (+500 miles, Dune Dash), Lysa’s fire cuts deep. Krax’s dogs tear closer—ember-teeth glint—when the Core cracks, whispering: “Free me, claim all.” Truth hits: Lysa’s bounty’s fake—Krax wants the Core that cursed the Reach. Torv’s past crew died for it—he’s bound to the ash. Miles climb (Ash Veil, 1,000)—lungs scar, Lysa’s shard burns her grip. At the Dune Wall, Krax looms—Torv carves, Lysa flares—Core shatters, Reach shakes. Warlord falls—shards rain—but Torv’s ash-coated, Lysa’s bleeding. A new ember glows west—next run calls. Grind, fire, survival—will Torv and Lysa outrun the curse, or burn in it?
Javu_Anele · 2.8K Views
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