Revelations End: Abaddon

Revelations End: Abaddon

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Looking for safety and answers across a smashed and frozen country, a war they were never meant to see leads to a frantic struggle just to stay alive. Kane, driven to make sense of the shattered world around him, strives to keep those around him safe as they face not only those other survivors who wish them harm, but enemies known when the world was young but long dismissed as myth. Already scrabbling for survival in a world scoured, dark, and freezing they find themselves unwittingly caught in the middle of bloody war and chaos.
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Since the death of both sets of her parents, Fynnith has lived far to the northwest, in the orcish fighting pits of Argul Kar after being taken as a prisoner when just a child. Having survived as the most feared fighter in the pits for over a dozen years, her mental health has increasingly deteriorated to the point where she is constantly hearing a voice in her head telling her to break out of the stone cell she sleeps in between fights, as she had a destiny to fulfill. After blacking out when the voice finally got too loud, she wakes up on a dirt road in a land she doesn't recognize. With an uncertain future, she looks to restart her life, not knowing that events beyond her knowledge have already started to move in ways that will force her to fight for things that the fighting pits never could have prepared her for. After all, a battle for love isn't always as direct as that with a sword. Or, maybe it is? TW: People will die, blood will spill, and there may be a little smut (if you're lucky!)

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