Odyssey of Shadows

Odyssey of Shadows

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"Hope, children, and never once let in. For it is written that a single candle can withstand the darkness, even now, in our most desperate hour." "Though the end days have come at last, and the sun falls for the last time beyond the dim horizon, we must still have hope, being that the unlikeliest of heroes and the greatest and most difficult of adventures can emerge from the darkest of days." ~*~ The gods are silent, and the people's desperate prayers of healing and aid go mysteriously unanswered. Rumors and talk of monstrous, horrific dragons killing anything in sight are whispered in taverns and pubs, with the added murmurs of draconic creatures that stand on two feet like a man followed close behind. When the elven capital of Lyrenbel is destroyed and half its population slaughtered, a chain of events suddenly brings together a disgraced knight, an old dwarf, a mage that hides his insecurities behind a mask of arrogance, a traumatized Sylvari and an orphaned Sylvanaar, and sets them forth on a path that none of them ever wanted to be on. They are expected to be saviors, heroes that come from a child's bedtime story. But they are not fighting against a normal dragon, or other mythical creature. They are fighting against an all powerful god. They carry the weight of the world on their shoulders as they begin walking down their long and winding road, yet they will fight until the very end, despite the tension that grows between them with each passing day. Their chances of success are slim, and if they do succeed, they will not return as the same person. If they return at all. ***book 1 of three*** ***this book is related to my other book, Heart of the Winter King, as it takes place in the same universe, but it can be read without it***
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They say death is the end. For me, death was only the beginning. The last thing I remembered was betrayal-a blade through my chest, warm blood spilling, and the bitter taste of regret. But instead of eternal darkness, I awoke in a void of endless stars, suspended between worlds. Then came the voice. [Ding! Congratulations, Host. You have been chosen by the World-Binding System.] Panels of light appeared before me, filled with rules written in cold, merciless words. [Your mission: Travel across countless realms. Shatter schemes. Crush enemies. Complete your tasks.] [Ultimate Mission: Save the Supreme God. Failure = soul annihilation.] A silhouette flickered in the void-a man cloaked in shadows, tall and terrifyingly powerful. Even faceless, his presence was suffocating. [He will appear in every world. Sometimes as your ally, sometimes as your enemy, sometimes as the one who cannot let you go.] My lips curled in a cold smile. So be it. If the system wanted me to play its little game, I'd play it my way. Scheming queens, arrogant nobles, hypocritical cultivators, and false heroes-let them come. I'd crush them all beneath my heel. But one thing I swore: I would never bow to him. Not to the so-called God. Not to any man. At least... that's what I thought. Because across every world, in every fragment of him I met-he watched me with eyes that burned. A love too deep, too dangerous, too relentless. And in the end... I would have no choice but to face him.

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