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Exodus Gamble

The world is ending in 30 days, and Leah Móu refuses to die twice. In her first life, she did everything by the book—waited for the military lottery, got a spot on their overcrowded ship, and died eight years into the journey. Starved, beaten, and forgotten. Now, she's back—thirty days before Earth's destruction—and this time? Screw the lottery. She wants luxury. She wants security. She wants a private ship. There’s just one problem. The one man rich enough to buy her a ticket off this dying rock doesn’t have a ship—because he’s not planning to leave. Kael Orion Voss—retired Alpha general, supermarket mogul, and certified pain-in-the-ass—fully intends to die with the planet. His genetically modified body is breaking down. He’s got thirty good years left, and he’d rather spend them sipping scotch in his penthouse than wasting a decade rotting in a tin can heading for Mars. Leah crashes into his life—literally—with insane claims that Earth is about to explode. And worse? She wants him to gamble billions on a military ship auction he wasn’t invited to. She’s crazy. She’s desperate. She’s *ying about something. So why can’t he bring himself to throw her out? Maybe it’s the way she knows things no one should know. Maybe it’s the fire in her eyes that says she’s already survived hell. Or maybe… it’s the way his Alpha instincts scream when she gets too close. Because Leah’s not just a con artist. She’s an Omega. His Omega. And the world may be ending—but suddenly, Kael has something worth living for. Release Rate Weekday 2ch M-T
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The Outcast: The Shadow of The Wall

"As the Supreme Commander of The Wall, my duty is clear: to hold back the threats from the south—mutant monsters, ogres, cyclops, or... hopefully not... the return of the orcs. The kings and lords of Middle Earth do not care. To them, we are just a bunch of 'Outcasts,' exiled criminals and soldiers pushed to the margins. That’s fine. It's better if they stay out of our way. Corrupt politicians rarely care about real security." He looks down at the Outcast barracks below, where the central headquarters commands the entire Wall, separating the south from the main continent. Wisps of smoke rise from the kitchens, carrying the scent of salty, stale soup. The Outcasts atone for their sins or suppress their grief through dangerous missions in exchange for a few gold coins, following the rigorous standards set long ago. Such is life at The Wall. "I, Oldman, am not a religious man. But I interpret the legacy of past eras as a reminder: The world has never truly been at peace. The evil forces of all ages—fragments, orcs, or dragons—will always lurk. Humans, dwarves, elves, whoever they may be, could end up killing each other, driven by cunning deceit. And now, the only barrier holding back the southern threat is The Wall... and us, the Outcasts. Perhaps history will remember us as nameless heroes, or perhaps it will forget us. But as long as I stand here, I will not allow the monsters from the south and other darknesses to spread across the continent again." "I am Oldman... In a world that has cast us out, we stand amidst the darkness. We have no land, no name, only this path. We are the shadows behind this wall. We are the forgotten guardians of the world. We are the Outcasts, and we will endure, or die on our path."
azvein · 3.6K Views
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