《The RPG Apocalypse (LitRPG)》Chapter 14: Egestor
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Thanks for your interest in reading my story! Due to the rules of Kindle Unlimited, I am obligated to remove 90% of the first book from RoyalRoad. You can read the first book as an eBook on Amazon, paperback and audio with Podium. I'll be carrying on with the story here on Royal Road, which concludes at the end of book 3. Book 2 and 3 will remain available for free as long as possible! I sincerely apologize for the inconvenience.
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-Jeremy.
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8 97Iron and Wood - A Tale Of Empire and Clans
For centuries, the Midlands had been split into fragments. A once glorious, united Empire has become a shadow of its former self. Unity has not returned, and not for the lack of trying. The greatest of these successor states were the Li Dynasty to the south, the rulers of old, and the Emerald Empire to the North, with its vibrant vitality. Unity is the end goal, and both will sacrifice anything to attain this elusive dream. For unity would surely solve the conflict that had long plagued this once prosperous continent. The Ironwood Clan was a prime player. Some would consider them the ones holding the reigns to the horse named 'Unification'. Iron and wood were the backbones of civilization; similarly, the Ironwoods were the backbones of the Northern Empire, and by extension, the people of the Midlands. Their methods, as questionable as they might be, had strengthened the North. Yet, were they enough? In the midst of it all, a young Ironwood who had lost his path must once again find his way. For the sake of his own wellbeing; for the sake of his clan; and for the sake of the Empire and its subjects. However, is he willing to sacrifice for the good of all? Is he willing to condemn some for the sake of others? Is he willing to make the right, albeit harsh, decisions? Only the heavens would know. Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, events and incidents are the products of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Additionally, any views and beliefs expressed by the characters are not the author's own. The story is also not an endorsement of any actions taken within. The 'profanity' and 'sexual content' warning tags are there to be safe (and to leave room for potential future changes), but for now these two things are not inside this novel. This is my take on 'cultivation', though it might be somewhat disconnected from the general idea of the genre. Release schedule: Two chapters a week. The cover was created using wombo art. While I believe that creations using the app are in the public domain, if that is not the case, I will take it down.
8 133Restless Night, Pleasant Dreams
I lived my life as a dream. Waking up to attend parties with those of my elk, sleeping with the bright and pretty, leaving behind many promises and lies. I woke up from all of that nonsense. No... it is better to say that I was— shock awake.. I watched my father die like a dog trying to protect my mother. I watch my mother take her own life after my father died. I clearly remember sitting in the steam carriage, nursing a hangover. Praying for this trip to be over. I clearly remember the amber eyes and twelve foot wing span. I clearly remember the sound of iron doors being ripped open as if it was paper wall. I clearly remember other drivers screaming and the sound of collisions and explosions as people rekt in panic of escaping. I remember the death around me and the fear that gripped me. The soul stirring feeling that sent me fleeing while my parents were suck clean of blood. I remember thinking, berating myself hours later. Gripping my hair, slapping my palms into my forehead, questioning why I didn't carry my tools. Weeks pass since that time.. My guilt is gnawing at me and this pain isn't something I like. I almost feel like the man in the mirror isn't me. The me I used to be. Maybe, if I take revenge. I can put these demons to rest? Maybe, if I put these bastard in a grave. I can be someone new? Maybe, after they all die. This mirror won't haunt me with their faces?
8 174Era of Creation
A world that was in a time of peace was suddenly and unexpectedly thrown into chaos by the Dark Lord Veksis, a banished god who freed himself at being trapped in the void is back with a vengeance against the gods that turned on him. The God's have put one choice to protect themselves, raise a champion to defeat the dark lord. Kalisia Stormborn, a woman of no name quickly grows into the spotlight from the God's will, gathering friends and allies of all shapes and races, with the one main goal in defeating Veksis Gan from destroying the world and their Gods.
8 156The Next Madara (not being written)
The long awaited return is here the story has returned and is hopefully everything people have hoped for.For people who don't know which is probably most of you this was once a story with nearly two hundred thousand reads I deleted those chapters because they sucked and now I'm writing it again but better
8 180Invisible | Tsukishima Kei x Reader
(Name) Shimizu has always been in her sister, the manager of the Karasuno Volleyball Club's shadow. To everyone she's invisible. When she joins the volleyball club to make friends, she doesn't expect to meet the salty middle blocker, Tsukishima Kei.Highest rank(s):#1- anime#1- xreader#1- tsukishima#1- tsukishimakei#1- tsukishimaxreader#3- haikyuuxreader#2- animexreaderCharacters belong to Haikyuu!!cover art: daisukerichard on twt
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