《The Celestial Blade》Prologue
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Sahiel woke to the burning sensation of overwhelming mana within her. Her body trembled as she reached for her pregnant belly with her left hand and violently nudged her partner with her right.
“Enatel, wake up, something is wrong with our baby! Wake up now!.” She said with a tremulous voice.
“Eh, what? Wrong what?” half asleep, the man replied.
“I’m feeling an incredible amount of mana from our baby dear. I should be feeling this heat in my head, not from his body, this is not normal.”
“What do you mean mana from our baby? How is that even possible?”
“That's what I’m telling you, I’m feeling more mana from within my belly than anything I’ve ever felt before. Come touch, it's burning!”
The man touched his wife’s belly and his eyes opened in surprise. He took his head to where his hand was and closed his eyes.
“Sahiel... I can't feel any heat nor mana here! This is... impossible... Sah, it's the Origin, amazing quantities of it!” He said opening his eyes and leveling his head with his wife.
Sahiel was bewildered at her husband’s statement about feeling the Origin of life. She relaxed a bit as the pain subsided, and expression of understanding swept her face. Their child seemed able to do the impossible.
Enatel’s face lit as he noticed the aura that came from his child, his son to him had inherited his gift. Sahiel trembled at the overwhelming mana being channeled from The Moonwell. Since the beginning of time, those who could use either of these two abilities have been ruling the world from the top seats of power. The mana from the Moonwell was used by Mages to alter reality through magic but they could not use the power from the Origin of life. The same was true for Military Artists who could garner the essence of Origin to perform incredible feats of strength. If one opened the Gate of Origin the access to the Moonwell would close forever. Yet both frightening powers coexisted peacefully inside the unborn baby.
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The couple stared at each other for what felt like an eternity with their mouths agape, thinking what kind of fate would the future bring to their child.
“We must keep this to ourselves En, who knows what could happen to our son if this gets out..." Sahiel grabbed her husband’s hands, furrowing her eyebrows, as she whispered into his ear.
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8 191Backyard Hero
On the outside, Max is a normal office worker. He is stressed, overworked, and newly dumped, and now he has to train a classer to take the promotion he deserves. Max has neither the money nor connections to become a classer himself, at least not legally. Only the elite of the elite are permitted to access dungeons or to claim the classes they provide. Max's home holds a secret, however, one that will draw him into a world of intrigue and adventure. Will Max survive the dangers that lie beneath his backyard shed, or will they destroy him?
8 194Shadow in the Snow
To live in a circus, to run away to one; this is the dream of many. The shining lights and the music and the cheering of the crowds are appealing to some. How little they know! This is the story of two brothers who were raised in a circus. One, a slave to the Master -- his most brilliant performer and a boy of pure white who has never been allowed to see the sun, nor feel the grass beneath his feet, nor the touch of rain upon his skin. The other, a slave to his brother -- a guardsman, trapped there not by chains but by love and loyalty. When fate proves unexpectedly kind to them on an otherwise cruel day, they find themselves free along with the girl they have been raised with and must find their way in a broken world, all the while being hunted without pause and without mercy. The Master has lost his prize. He is determined to reclaim it.
8 213Pink Walls
Olive "Olly" Marks is seventeen, about to be homeless and desperate for his parents' affection. This desperation drives him to be the perfect child he feels they deserve, but after failing time and time again, he gives up. He isn't the son they want. His hair is too long, his features are too soft and he had never once experienced the joy of a playing a sport, how could he be the source of their pride when everyone else thinks he's a girl the moment they see him? Three weeks before his birthday, he meets a homeless man and impulsively invites him over just to have some company. What he doesn't expect is that meeting him once is not enough. As their trust in each other grows, Olly's world begins to unravel. He starts to realize that it was never 'his' world to begin with. There is so much he doesn't know about the city he had spent ten years of his life in, so much he doesn't know about the parents that are so cruel to him, so much he doesn't know about himself...
8 237The Southern Highway
Mom is dead, yet she still roams this Earth.We run, we hide, we corner ourselves without knowing it.We have four hours before the fire consumes us.We need to get to the new neighborhoods on the outskirts of the city.We need to escape down the southern highway.
8 175The World of Arcadius
In the 57th year of King Kayan the Hunter’s reign, a heavy soul comes awake to a new world. Without memories or a name, the conscience of a young man is thrust into a conscious body of foreign origin with no sense for danger. Danger that can come from tiny talking balls of pink fluff, the hands of old men, and from within the ground as spears molded from earth. It is a dangerous world and our young soul has no idea as to what it is he must do to survive. Nor does he know his purpose. He must confront the world with the aid of those who summoned him. Those who wish upon him, a stranger, the goal of saving the world. A world coming undone by the powers that are beyond those of mortals; our young soul will be thrust amidst the conflict of it all. The balance of the world weighs on his shoulders.
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