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The Lone Ascendant: Shadows Within the Fractured Realm

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Reads 302
Votes 102
Parts 29
Time 1h 33m

kiritoblack_1376

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In a realm where humans and devils wage a ceaseless war amongst themselves, a solitary figure emerges from the shadows, bearing the weight of a tragic past. The world knows him as The Lone Ascendant, a being with unparalleled power and a heart burdened by solitude. His journey unfolds in the tapestry of a fantastical landscape, where ancient grudges and dark secrets intertwine. As he navigates through treacherous alliances and battles, the true extent of his strength is revealed, and the echoes of his haunting history resound through the fractures of the realm. The Loneliness, the Overpowering might, and the Sadness that define him shape the destiny of this enigmatic hero, as he grapples with both the demons within and the chaos that surrounds him. Will he find solace amidst the chaos, or will the shadows of his past consume the very essence of his being?All Rights Reserved

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Losing Game

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