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  • Age of Powers: The Extinction of Evil Celestial Beings- Season 20 par Lityo23
    Lityo23
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      LECTURES 6
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      Chapitres 1
    The battle has reached its climax. The last remnants of the evil celestial beings have been driven into a final stand, their dark influence threatening to corrupt the fabric of reality itself. Generator Kei, Commander Teri, Higet, Minooka, Junoh, and their allies must now make an irreversible choice-eradicate the malevolent forces once and for all or risk an eternal cycle of their return. As the war escalates to cosmic proportions, entire dimensions tremble under the weight of the ultimate battle between good and evil. With the power of creation and destruction at their fingertips, the celestial warriors must unleash their full strength in a decisive showdown that will determine the fate of existence itself. This is the final reckoning-the extinction of darkness or the fall of light. The Age of Powers will never be the same again.
  • ALTER-EARTH (English version) par ElEstranghero
    ElEstranghero
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      LECTURES 146
    • WpPart
      Chapitres 4
    What if Earth will come to its end? I will tell you a tale on how God created the world and suddenly gave end to it, and change it to a place you'll never imagine. I may not be Noah nor his descendant, I am just an ordinary human who foresee the future and experience the sudden change of the Earth into an alter one. A/N: This story is the English version of my Sci-Fan fiction. Hope that you'll like it. I will try my very best to give my best shot in this version. By now, I'm on the process of translating it and hopefully I will be able to finish it.
  • When the Dead Speak par ejeanlily
    ejeanlily
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      LECTURES 4
    • WpPart
      Chapitres 1
    Anger tasted bitter. It was overwhelming; it started at the tip of the tongue but rarely finished at the end. It spread throughout my body as it spread throughout his. Memories trickled into my mind with the taste of his skin in my mouth. I was constructing the picture of his life and he was the paint, brush and canvas. But this is what we did. We ate and we examined. Once I taste the lies on his lips and the itch on his skin, a picture of the man that he once was will form before me. I'll cast a judgement over every step he took, look he cast and word he spoke. I'll send him to hell. One day I might send you there too, if you taste like it.