Pathfinder
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  • LẦN ĐỌC 378
  • Lượt bình chọn 130
  • Các Phần 9
  • Thời gian 1h 56m
Đang tiếp diễn, Đăng lần đầu thg 5 29, 2014
How is your world? How do you see it? Do you think we live in the same world? If so, do you see it the same way as I do?

Have you walked on a thin line between reality and dreams?
Have you seen the world changing right in front of you?
Have you sneak peeked through the eyes of others and discovered hidden adventures?

I have. Take my hand! Walk with me! Let me show you the soul of OUR world.

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A boy discovered his ability that had been passed down by his ancestor. At first he was confused, but his grandmother took his hand and showed him how to use his ability as a key to open doors to hidden worlds. Soon enough he realized that he wasn’t the only descendant that had ability. Most of them could change the world by using their abilities, but all of them were willing to fight for a better world, even with great cost. Sadly they were not agreed on the definition of ‘a better world’. Conflicts clashed, consequence collected and sorrow was spreading.
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Daughters of Hecate: Impure Blood.

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Born between two worlds, despised by those who should love her. Being labeled as "defective", "incomplete", "impure". Suffering repeated and constant persecution. How could she believe in happiness? Her heart had been bombarded by countless insults over the years in her home pack..., but against the setbacks of life, she remained determined to overcome all obstacles and prove that she was not weak but "unique", as her father always claimed. Her Witch blood did not diminish her courage at all... But lately she had been feeling strange... dreaming every night of a man, or rather, of his silhouette. The strength he emanated was terrifying, like a being from the coldest, most soulless underworld... making her doubt her real existence and her own sanity..., but why, even though she felt a terror that paralyzed her body, she couldn't forget the sadness she saw in his eyes? They were begging... for what? Someone? A love? To be rescued? Who was that "God" that lived in the darkness? His face gave her the feeling of recognition, he was not totally strange to her soul..., but at the same time, she was absolutely sure she had never seen him before... her blood warmed and her heart beat faster... What did it all mean? Was it all a result of her longing for her companion who she was told would never come? Or did it really have some other meaning? I had to find out...