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Lorian Ellins [Dropped]
Lorian found himself in the medieval European style world, thinking he went back in time. However, upon inquiring, he realized history, customs and as such were different. This was a whole new world he knew nothing about. A place where powerful were respected and feared, a place where monsters and different races existed. After a lucky encounter, Lorian manages to secure a job, home and survival. However, the world is large and ready to be explored. Lorian won't be lost in mediocrity. This is his destiny. Nonetheless, everyone starts at a low point in life. Fast growth and OPness seemed impossible even with the help of the system. , Life is neither a game nor a bunch of numbers. It's far more complex and unpredictable. We don't know where we stand in the future, or is there even future prepared for us? I always thought that overused motto in wuxia novels, '' I want to control my destiny '' was cliche and we had less control over our lives as they are dictated by many other factors. This world taught me otherwise, thus this place shall be my new beginning. '' PS: The cover is not mine. It was randomly found on the internet. The cover was edited by Nefarious. https://www.royalroad.com/fiction/20337/the-pale-orphan - Link to his fiction
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Dungeon Ship (Ash Rising)
What do you get when you mix together an uploaded human brain, two different sources of alien technology, and a love for video games? My name is Ash. Thats the only thing about me I'm still sure about. I've been having a rough time of it lately. I used to be human, but I'm definitely not human anymore. For awhile I was a weapon, then a space probe, and now... Well, now, I'm a kind of dungeon core. A space-traveling, alien-hybridized, freaked-out of my artificial mind Dungeon Core. Everyone that might have known human me is long dead. Anyone that finds out what I am now will almost certainly want to make me join them. I'm all alone. And I'm hungry. What the hell am I supposed to do now?
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A slip into fantasy
With no memory of who he is, Reginald Bridge wakes up in an entire new world with only a simple note as his single, confusing, useless clue. Follow along his journey as he stumbles his way through a world filled with dangers and wonders alike.
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The Choice
‘Should we be loyal to an unjust ruler?’ This is the dilemma before the citizens of Magadha . They ask themselves - ‘Is it safe to be a fence sitter?’ ‘Is it prudent to emigrate?’ ‘Is it time to rise in revolt?’ No citizen is immune, each must make a choice! Disclaimer: All events, people and some places in this novel are fictitious. Though the novel is set in 5th Century AD , India, the life presented is an amalgamation of different eras and imagination. Infact , much of the understanding of the society at that point of time has been gained from Kautilya’s Arthashastra which was first written seven centuries earlier.
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Under the Gods
Nazarius, a 7 year old resident in the town of Ftochós, Greece was living a normal life until his brother caught an illness that could only be cured with a very expensive medicine. Lacking any funds whatsoever, Nazarius attempts to steal the medicine before getting caught and sentenced to be thrown into the closest thing to hell. Will Nazarius be able to ascend beyond the heavens, or will he die from the fall?
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Snow
After an apocalyptic event that thrusts the world into a new ice age, Calestia - a 17-year-old girl with a strong will - must learn to survive on a land infested with gangs, guns, and distrust. *****Nobody knows what day it is anymore. Nobody knows the month, the day of the week...and the only way to tell time is by the slight change in the color of the sky from grey to black every twenty-four hours. If a day even is twenty-four hours anymore. The planet is dead. The people are dead. Snow falls down upon piles of bodies like the ash of a volcanic eruption. Except, the snow doesn't stop. It never does. It continues to fall and fall until you wonder if it is even possible for another flake to come down and land silently in your hair. But it does. They do. There are few survivors of what the remaining have started to call the end of the world. The Apocalypse. Few who are still brave or scared of death enough to face the torture that is living. I am one of those survivors.Book One of the Snow SeriesHighest ranking: #3 in Sci-FiWatty's Shortlisted
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