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Rise Of Zeon

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In Medieval Times..There are 3 Sides In this world...The Eclipse They keep the peace.. The Burning Shadows ..They Cause chaos where ever they go and look good doing it! They use a lot...of magic and unholy Sorcery...The Beowulfs They don't care what The Eclipse Or the Burning Shadows do...They're Rebels 
.mostly businessmen.

The Eclipse Shadow was the War between The Eclipse and The B.Shadow the war ended in year 1212. Eclipse's Leader King Deaun And Burning Shadow's Leader Reirn Fought to the very end. Their armies clashed for what seemed like forever. When Reirn Toke on Deaun. The two Men clashed after a fierce battle,
the finishing blow was Deaun sending his sword straight through Reirn. Reirn wasn't going to die without Deaun so with his dying brath he sent a Shadowblade   straight at Deaun which pierced his armor. Deaun with a blade through his chest and Reirn with a blade through his chest.
 The twosome died together and perished.The world was finally At Peace For 10 Yrs.Creative Commons (CC) Attribution

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At the Fields of Fire and Blood by crisyah_

The world is dying. Heaven and Hell have broken and collapsed, creating a post-apocalyptic landscape that is part purgatory, part platonic world of ideas, blighted by the horrors of the human mind. The sun lies dormant in the east, atop God's tower, while the west is plunged into darkness and haunted by all that lives there. There is no day and night cycle, nothing grows, nothing dies, nothing changes, unless magic is involved. Angels hunt creatures for their blood, to feed it to God so he can finish gestating. Demons kill and destroy aimlessly, their origins inexplicable and unknown. Stranger beings wander the ruins of what's left of the world. Humans need not eat or sleep, caught in a state between life and death. They cannot die or be born naturally, but they can be killed and they can be made. The few that survived with their sanity somewhat intact have locked themselves into warded cities, but their protections are feeble and often ineffective. The Order that united them is long gone, broken into factions known only by the sins for which they have fallen. The Houses that protected them are crumbling, falling into ruin as their members were culled down by angels and demons, as well as their own mad quest to save the world; the Pilgrimage, a vain attempt to steal into Eden and murder God himself. Soon, only the Scions will remain. Those that were left not due to merit, but because they were the last choice for being heroes. Those whose memories and minds are as damaged and eaten through as their world. Those who agreed to take on the mysterious Archons within their bodies and, through that contract, had ancient relics and rituals passed down to them. They converge onto a long forgotten neutral ground, trying to save themselves. A heroic journey through a nightmarish wonderland. A pilgrimage to God's tower, to make the world whole again. To cleanse the world of the horrors infecting it. To kill the God who will doom them all with his birth.

The Battle Of The Dark Light And Midnight by AuroraStorm513

\Top rank #73 in Adventure/ In the land of Alcornya, there is a kingdom known as "The Light Kingdom". The kingdom is ruled by King Gragery R. Menceson and his wife Mary, and they have a son who is 17, and two daughters who are 15 and 10. Everything is going well for the royal family and the kingdom. There have been some attacks from "The Dark Realm", but they have not attacked the kingdom for over a year now. People around the kingdom have been saying that they have seen a figure cloaked in darkness wandering around. Only a few know who the ruler of "The Dark Realm" is, but everyone knows the name Dark Lord. Some think that the reason why there have been no attacks in the past year is that the Dark Lord is dead, but some think he is far from dead and is planning something big. What will become of the kingdom? Are there some hidden reasons for the Dark Lord's Attacks? Who is the one seen in and around the kingdom? What secrets will be revealed? Find out in this thrilling story.

Exile: The Book of Ever by JamesCormier

Centuries after the Fall, the United States has been wiped away. The crumbling remains of the great American empire are home now only to savage, lawless tribes and packs of ravening Damned-the twisted children of the apocalypse. Most of those few who survived humanity's destruction spend their short lives in a violent struggle for survival. But some light still flickers in the darkness: the Blessed of Bountiful live in seclusion, relying on walls both physical and spiritual to protect them from the Desolation that their world has become. Among them are the Saints, those few men and women born with superhuman abilities that the Blessed see as gifts from God. The violent apostate tribes of the Northeast Kingdom have always been a danger, but up until recently its small size and the vigilance of its people have made Bountiful an unappealing target. As attacks on the community grow harsher and more frequent, however, even the steadfast Blessed are forced to start preparing for the worst. With her home's very existence threatened, seventeen year old Ever Oaks, a Saint with the power to heal, is forced to make a difficult choice, one that may come to define her people's future... Exile was a semi-finalist in Mark Lawrence's Great Self-Published Fantasy Blog-Off (#SPFBO). Fantasy Faction said it was "extremely cool," and Bookish Lifestyle called it "more than just a story, a journey and an experience." When I'm asked about it, I often describe it as "X-Men meets The Walking Dead." In addition to reading it here for free, you can buy Exile in e-book or paperback on Amazon.com.

The War Against Aberon (Rough Draft #1) by SIYwrites

Vale Havon and Aberon had been at war for thirty years. Three decades of battle on the Eastern plains of Vale Havon's lands. This is why on the Western side Zaffre felt pretty safe. Helping her parents run the farm is her only duty and she was happy to do it. Things change, however, when her father gets sick. Bedridden he can't help with any of the dawn til' dusk work, and Zaffre is unsure if she can pick up the slack. Worse is the sudden death of their animals. With the autumn harvest on its way and already two horses down, things look bleak. The war still wages, and as more troops die Vale Havon grows more desperate. The Royal family is willing to do anything to save their kingdom. To keep their power. So, the drafts begin. Suddenly the Western border is not safe anymore. Zaffre knows if she's sent to fight her mother can't keep the farm running. So she goes into hiding. Except no secret stays hidden, and Zaffre's role in the world is far bigger than simply harvesting plants. Everything just got a whole lot more complicated. Excerpt: A cold sweat began to trickle its way down her back and a shiver traveled up her spine. It was when the hair on the back of her neck stood on the end that she realized something was wrong. She took a few more steps forward in the dark forest when she finally comprehended the thing that flashed a warning in her instincts. The sounds of the woods she'd been hearing all night, the birds, crickets, and scuttering squirrels had all gone silent. That only meant one thing, and one thing only, a predator was on the hunt. This time it wasn't her. *Trigger Warning, the book contains, violence, blood, fighting

Saudade- Ephemeral by FerventFae

If there was nothing you could do to change fate and yet you knew of the tragedy that awaited you... tell me, what would you do then? Would you run anyway? Would you embrace it? In a world such as this, perfection doesn't exist. Rather, in one way or another, the subconcious will of ourselves and others seems to dictate our path forward. Whether it be a wish with the purest intentions or malice held from the darkest times of our existence, these things keep us trapped in a cycle that never ends. We can feign ignorance, We can try to change fate, but in the end... all we can do is surrender to the inevitable and hope that all we've come to believe in...was never true to begin with. Until then, may we embrace the fleeting moments that pass us by, and may we appreciate through our maddening dissaray that we have already done this countless times. Until we meet again...My dear. This is a more fleshed out version of an old project I've been working on, off and on. I will be posting the draft version for all to enjoy as I write it. I hope you enjoy it!

Yamlok: The Realm Of The Dead by Nicental

⊰ The Wattys 2021 Shortlist ⊱ ⊰ Winner of the Wattpad India Awards 2020 Fantasy and Adventure ⊱ ; Two brave hearts emerged from the tragedy- one a saviour, the other a hero. ; 'I wish we're sent on another hunt,' she spoke, 'I simply can't wait to slay those sorry creatures.' Her face contorted with disgust. He chuckled and gently tugged her nose, 'All in good time, Anamika. The cosmos waits for everyone.' She was surprised, 'It does?' He nodded, 'Of course it does. How else would you explain the coexistence of so many souls?' 'I thought they just went on. The higher souls go to the Devlok and they forget about us.' He shook his head, 'No, they don't. Indeed, they stay there in the Devlok for some time but when they're done enjoying the fruit of their good deeds, they go back to the Prithvilok.' He paused, 'It's birth and death over and over again.' ; Join Anamika and Keval as they venture into the depths of war and death- from normal beings of the earth to the strongest of the two warring realms. Both felt worthless, both were broken, both were afraid. But worthlessness can be fought, brokenness can be mended, fears can be faced. They feared for themselves for the Heaven they were promised seemed lost, gone to waste. . . . #1 in Sunflower Awards 2.0 #2 in The Sapphire Awards

The Rift in the Domain- The Auranos Stories Book 2 by wellhithereimnobody

I'm Abigail Vera. A few years ago, I started a war. With our original plan in shambles, my friends and I head south, for the abandoned city of Kaonon. On the way, we hope to gather support and build up a rebel force strong enough to bring down the Dominion government. But we're on Shadow's radar now, and things aren't so clear cut as they used to be. Just remember that control isn't always a good thing. Book 2 of the Auranos Stories This work is part of the Rip Chronicles. And it has an Amino now! Why? Nobody knows! The code is RipChronicles, if you're interested.

Avarice Blacksteel Book 2 by Xonereth

Most of us long to "Be" but when the path gets too costly, or steep, we take solace in what we "Have." Remove the trappings of what we own and then what is the sum of us? They were the survivors, abandoned by the allies who swore to protect, in the ultimate gesture of greed and betrayal. Their world plunged into annihilation and chaos. With the passage of years in this blighted landscape order was established anew. Those who had been anonymous before the war found their will to rule, those who had experienced the comforts and ease of western life, thrust into darkness and despair. This brutal conflict had awoken those long sleeping, those who had ceased to care, those of immense power, the ones entrusted with the safe keeping of the often volatile mankind. Although their parallel world too was at risk, lethargy and arrogance ruled them. Against the backdrop of this savage landscape the saga of three such tribes of survivors unfold, and the unwitting chosen among them. One tribe sought to prosper via savagery, one by organized military might, and the other who ruled with no more than fairness and love. Three tribes thrown together, competing for the limited resources to survive, in a world teetering on the brink of total decimation. Driven by human avarice.

Keepers of Time by Ruru3500

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Élan: A Youngblood World by rinaXhazurina

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At the Fields of Fire and Blood

The world is dying. Heaven and Hell have broken and collapsed, creating a post-apocalyptic landscape that is part purgatory, part platonic world of ideas, blighted by the horrors of the human mind. The sun lies dormant in the east, atop God's tower, while the west is plunged into darkness and haunted by all that lives there. There is no day and night cycle, nothing grows, nothing dies, nothing changes, unless magic is involved. Angels hunt creatures for their blood, to feed it to God so he can finish gestating. Demons kill and destroy aimlessly, their origins inexplicable and unknown. Stranger beings wander the ruins of what's left of the world. Humans need not eat or sleep, caught in a state between life and death. They cannot die or be born naturally, but they can be killed and they can be made. The few that survived with their sanity somewhat intact have locked themselves into warded cities, but their protections are feeble and often ineffective. The Order that united them is long gone, broken into factions known only by the sins for which they have fallen. The Houses that protected them are crumbling, falling into ruin as their members were culled down by angels and demons, as well as their own mad quest to save the world; the Pilgrimage, a vain attempt to steal into Eden and murder God himself. Soon, only the Scions will remain. Those that were left not due to merit, but because they were the last choice for being heroes. Those whose memories and minds are as damaged and eaten through as their world. Those who agreed to take on the mysterious Archons within their bodies and, through that contract, had ancient relics and rituals passed down to them. They converge onto a long forgotten neutral ground, trying to save themselves. A heroic journey through a nightmarish wonderland. A pilgrimage to God's tower, to make the world whole again. To cleanse the world of the horrors infecting it. To kill the God who will doom them all with his birth.