Trail of Monsters

Trail of Monsters

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Fantasy
The world is a dark and twisted fairytale full of dangers, and no one is safe. Aylin is not what she seems, and might be considered a dangerous monster herself. She's only part human, but that side of her has a driving need to protect and understand them. Humans are fragile and often idiotic, yet their numbers continue to grow wildly - almost as fast as Khenarthi, the insectoid people who only recently became a problem. At night they've begun to steal away children, never to be seen again. They are just another addition to the many factions at war; quarreling between species, kingdoms, the use of magic, the furious ancients, and of course monsters. Trying to keep her dangerous secret hidden while protecting others, Aylin acts as a monster slayer - a force to keep the balance in a kingdom tilting towards chaos. But not all people are good, and not all monsters are evil. When the world is shades of gray, nothing is as black or white as it seems. STATUS: Ongoing
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Připoj se k největší komunitě vypravěčůZískej personalizovaná doporučení příběhů, ukládej si oblíbené do své knihovny a komentováním i hlasováním buduj komunitu.
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Soul

"In a world ruled by power and tyranny, peace is a distant dream. You were once a child, innocent and new to life, yet someone ignited the flames of destruction, suffocating your breath and stealing away the purity of your air. All that remained were fleeting drops of water and the faintest hope that the fires would one day cease. Perhaps you were gifted, your powers beyond what was ever expected, but power isn't just strength-it's a threat. Years passed, and you grew to despise everyone and everything. In rage and vengeance, you found a twisted kind of salvation. Amidst the chaos, you found home with someone you've picked up while desperately trying to escape the chains of fate. And though agony shaped my path, I never wavered from my purpose. Through hell and blood, I built my name and wealth, offering others a chance for redemption, for lives once broken like my own. Now, after all this time, I've prepared to fulfill the final task of my life. Many will weep, blood will stain the earth, but certainly, they will pay for stealing my childhood. - Anastas

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