Era's Union: Legends Revealed
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Last published Tue, Jan 20, 2026
I have seen many things in my life-most of them quite mundane. However, Endra and her brother, Safrin somehow caught my attention. Their life too, quite mundane, but their character is exceptional compared to those I've seen, so I figured I should observe them closer.
Before long, however, their lives moved quickly from mundane to the life one might dream of living in an ancient legend! Though they knock on death's door, they fight with a vigor worth noting. Is vigor enough though? Can grit truly them safe? It would take a team of legends to stop their impending fate. Even then, the world is in danger and there is no such thing as truly being safe.
I suppose I can leave you a journal of my journey with Endra and Safrin for you, if you would like to read how they intend to face a world threatening doom. Enjoy the read, stranger!
Author's note:
This story is definitely PG13+. It is not "Mature" but it does feature gore, violence, intense themes, and so on. I cannot recommend it to anyone 12 or younger. Thank you, friends for watching out for what kids read!
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