The Lunar Trials

The Lunar Trials

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A Hundred years ago,war broke out in Ventrice due to the large number of peoples whom disagree to the way the world is ruled over by a Royal Bloodline which claim their word is the Law.The rebel warriors didnt go unpunished,for consequences of their actions on the 12th of december each division in ventrice were required to hand in their 16 years old boys and girls either willingly or by force to participate in The Lunar Trials as a reminder and a reward.For whoever manages to complete all three trials,they are given three choices 1)the path of a noblemen 2)the path of a warrior 3)to be a regular citizen For Luke,the path of a noblemen is what he ever dreamed of.Whereas for Marie,uphelding her family's warrior heritage is important.But for Gabriel-its complicated. But they dont know what awaits them,as history as they know it reveals the truth,secrets unfolds before their eyes and unknown abilities as old as time itself Emerge
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Strands of your mind cling together like web to a slippery leaf bathed in the morning dew. You have seen both heaven and hell, witnessed the atrocities of war firsthand, and imagined a better life in the deepest, most intimate corners of your dreaming spirit. The wishes for peace and certainty you have once so desperately longed for, now lay trampled underneath the might of your mind's vivid horrors. What was once so bright and lively, now cowers in fear, clinging to gone memories like a shipwreck survivor to some lowly piece of driftwood. From the depths of hell, you arrived victorious, grasping the laurel wreath high above your head. Unrecognizable, with your empty eyes telling a story of innocence brutally taken away from the child curling in shame in the depths of your empty soul. Almost green you are, curly head, having grown up with a rifle by your bedside table, never knowing peace and quiet. Out of the pan that was the Kazdel Civil War and into the scorching flames of Lungmen, where life flows by on its own accord, here, you must learn to live once more. So put on your best facade, Let the reuniting trumpets ring a wild, And allow the city to swallow you whole. Here we are, a continuation of my previous work "Goodbye Curly Head", which sprawled into quite the epistle (but it wasn't really a letter, it's just long :P). Summarized in the most basic way possible, it's a story about a twenty-year-old Kazdel Civil War veteran who goes to Lungmen and has some troubles acclimating to the steady life presented before him. Sprinkle in a too-good-to-be-true offer and a freshly established logistics company, and you get Andy trying to make it big for as long as his deteriorating mental state lets him. I'd say it works as a standalone story for anyone who doesn't want to bother reading the first part. For now, at least. As always, please, pwwease leave a comment, positive, negative, I LOOOVE reading and replying to comments!!

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