"Ilvenie Dest, Rebelli Neur."
The Atlas was just a myth. A ship that sails on its own compass. They said you don't need a map to get to your destination, just by whispering a wish it'll sail to where your heart desires.
Two siblings - A brother and...
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"Ilvenie Dest, Rebelli Neur."
The story begins when two children found a safe place at the cove in Port Leandre, a ship that once belonged to a legend, called to them with the song of the sea.
The Atlas, owned by the captain — a monster to some, a hero to most, and his puppeteer— the grim reaper to most, a dark angel to some, sails on her own. No map, no compass. An invisible hand that pulls the ship to her destination.
And there's a thin line between the dead and the living. Only one can break the chain.
A wish for a wish.
A dream for a reality.
A life for a cursed life.
A heart for the no longer beating heart.
A journey to the edge of corruption.
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