7th Weapon

7th Weapon

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Once, six Relic Weapons shaped the rise of nations. Peace followed-but at a cost the world chose to forget. The weapons were sealed, the war erased from memory, and the Queen who began it all vanished without a trace. But the past was never truly buried. In the present age, Wielders serve the nations, standing against threats born from the chaos of Nexis. Among them is Aria Rouge, a solitary Reeve-ranked fighter-quiet, precise, and unlike anyone else. No one knows her past. No one sees the extent of her power. Whispers call her the Reaper-a title she never earned, and one she cannot afford to accept. Because Aria isn't just another Wielder. She is what remains of a weapon the world was never meant to remember.
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In the gloomy town of Deathmoure, located amidst misty landscapes, people possessed an unusual trait - they couldn't inflict death on anyone, including themselves. It was a pacifist's dark utopia but for my grieving heart of a white widow, it was a prison - a sanctuary of despair. Needing a path out of this grief-stricken existence, I began my search for a reaper who could aid in my departure. With the newly arrived reaper, broad-shouldered with a charismatic, sly charm that was hard to withstand, I found myself engulfed in a bizarre investigation. Mysterious events began occurring within our rainy town, pointing indirectly toward my mysterious reaper. Amidst this chaos, an unlikely sentiment blossomed within me - love. As the investigation deepened, so did the connection between me and my reaper. It was an unexpected twist, a cosmic joke. I was no longer an icy fortress but a hopeful woman, falling in love with the man who was uncovering the darkest secrets of the people around me. The fighting spirit dormant for so many years in me, now roared to life. August 2023 #1 in dieforyou

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