《The Necromancer's Fire: Book Two in the Orak'Thune Series》Prologue
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Nyssa hadn’t expected the direction her life would take. But, her first attempt at defying destiny had turned into an utter failure. Not only had she had to sacrifice the love of her life for duty, but her father’s murder ushered her ascension decades before she thought she’d ever have to consider it.
And what of it?
Nyssa was a prodigy and princess. A child bred for combat, born some said to supernatural skill. Was it magic? Could it be her mother’s parentage of the mysterious Bough that endowed her skill to excel in the military arts beyond normal aptitude? She was a warrior without equal in a country that valued might above all else. She was unrivaled, and that’s all her subjects believed and wanted to believe.
It mattered little in any scheme of things. She was a queen now and destiny had softened towards its child. A new wife, Nyssa was blessed and deeply fulfilled with her new path. A warrior-queen with a consort on one side, loving and supporting; a first guardsman on the other, steadfast and loyal, honest to whatever end. In the middle, a brother as her brilliant regent, with a family expanding outward.
All seemed perfect, save the burning eyes of her nightmares… Foggy and unclear, she remembered having them occasionally when she was very young, but her mother had always dismissed them. In a dark and thick forest, obscured by mist, a hovering flame awaited her but she could not get closer to see its source. It felt ominous and threatening or was it cautionary-she’d never been able to understand. They would disappear in times of happiness and return when things were dire.
She could not comprehend why they were back now. Things were finally settled, Rogun zealots who’d attempted to assassinate her were dead, her father’s murderer executed even, by her newlywed husband, Hedir. Things were calm, resolved.
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Except Rogunites continue to plague her shores with small raiding parties, causing disruption and anguish among the rural population. If they were not there for her, what then did they wish to accomplish?
Rogun.
Emperor Dascus would pay for his insolence. A decrepit, failed state of corruption, elitism and imperialistic superiority, they hated Orak’Thune for its power and influence, it’s wealth and comfort, its republic and its progression. It had poked at its neighbours side with a rusty iron rod for centuries. Nyssa had enough. To the winds with the rumours Rogun’s disease was a hidden seat of dark sorcery. No such thing existed that she’d ever seen. Every villain, past and present had been flesh and blood and Nyssa and her countrymen had seen to the justice of every single one.
If it was the occult of Darkness they favoured, a fabled threat of incomprehensible, imaginary influence, then so bit it. Perhaps it was this idea of them scratching at the back of her mind that was responsible for her nightmares recently; she would ignore them. They were never more than mere nuisances before. To Orak’Thune, Nyssa’s Orak’Thune, life, liberty and the defence of all that was good and fair was worth the fight. Soon enough she would seek out the truth for their violation of her borders, and bring it to Dascus directly; bleeding, broken and on the tip of her sword.
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The Bound Dungeon
Pan was an ordinary boy, practicing to become a mage's apprentice. He lived at home, and worked for his parents. Until the day his family is attacked by a rogue necromancer and killed. Pan is kidnapped by the mage for his affinity for magic, and in a bizarre ritual, Pan's consciousness is transferred into a dungeon stone and bound by the necromancer to serve him and create an army of skeletons. Now Pan has to find a way to escape the magical clutches of the rogue mage, and if he can accomplish that, survive.
8 84Pawns to the Flame
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8 98Re?digimon? It is Not! Damn it! What the heck is this?!
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8 749001: A Dungeon Ship Odyssey
Leah Binoli is a recent graduate of the Magic Academy of her world. Living in one of the hundreds of colonized worlds of the Galactic empire, this young human girl dreams of being the greatest space traveling adventure, named Space Cadets. To her luck, or by fates intervention, she finds a winning lottery ticket for a prize of 25,000 which is enough for a ship. In the world, like in all the galaxy, dungeons also exist and as time went by the were capable of being tamed. With her new found wealth she purchases a newborn core which instead of bringing her takes her to heaven, it annoys her to hell.
8 159The Chill Monster Tamer (Take 2)
Welp, I died due to some mistakes being made. Sadly not mine but hey what can ya do when working with Gods. Trust me I don't resent them but Mort, he's on my shit list. My guy Rick, he's chill. Anyway, I'm in this new world with mana, monsters, and all that cool jazz. But I'm just kinda here doing my own thing pretty much ignoring important things. A lot of people are doing this "Getting stronger" thing but for me, I'm chilling with my new friends. If I'm restricted I just walk around them. I just like being here with my new friends. I'm getting tired so time for a nap. Catch ya later folks. *************************************************** Side note: I'm gonna try to give a chapter a week but to also avoid burn out and giving up I'm taking this time slow.
8 86Always There
Jemina and Gemini Welsch are identical twins. Despite outer similarities, their mom doesn't understand one of them. Jem strives to bring their mom and a new neighbor together. Meanwhile, Gem learns about loss and death after a dear friend dies.
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