Beneath the Veil of Eternity
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Last published Tue, Jul 8, 2025
A trio of teens find an ancient relic and find themselves being entrusted by a pantheon of forgotten gods to save them from disappearing for good. But little did they know that they had awakened monsters only thought to exist in myths and now must try by all means to protect their kingdom and save the gods while juggling mastering their newly earned powers and stopping a possible war between two kingdoms.
"You should have never touched that stupid relic."
"Yeah, thanks a lot."
"Hey, I had no clue it would lead us into this mess!"
"The cave, clearly said, 'do not enter'."
"...Hey, what matters is we're alive."
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