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The life where Dhruv had it all – a caring family, loyal friends, and a fulfilling job. Suddenly his life took an unexpected turn for the worse, and he lost everything in his life. His family was raped and then murdered, his friends left him, and he found himself in prison for crimes he wouldn’t have even dreamed of committing. He was falsely accused of stealing from his company and then in the heat of the moment killed all his family members. He couldn’t even die in peace and was constantly getting bullied and tortured… But everything changed when the ‘COSMIC EVOLUTION’ arrived on earth, and evolved everyone. With the arrival of cosmic evolution, he became a few people who were known as chosen ones... With the immense magical power in his hand, Dhruv began his journey to conquer everything there is to conquer… Ahhh! And Yes, how can he forget about getting revenge…. ……….. Join the discord server where we can have fun. I will also upload the reference picture of the characters there. Link: https://discord.gg/HajUFSahyH You can expect 10-14 chapters a week if there isn’t an emergency. I don't own the cover, if you are the real owner of it, please message me. Don't forget to write a review, so others can see what they are getting and… And that’s all. . . . . ENJOY READING…

COSMIC04 · Fantasy
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310 Chs

Fallen sky

Even with one of their brethren fallen, the Crystallce moved with cold steps, unhinged by the fallen soldier. The battlefield lay shrouded in an eerie mist, the air thick with coldness. 

Dhruv and the guardians stood in a tight formation, each member ready to unleash their skills upon the approaching horde of ice monsters. Dhruv, his hands glowing with flickers of fire, stood at the forefront, his eyes fixed on their every move. 

Alaric, the enigmatic shadow spawn, melded seamlessly with the darkness, his form barely visible as he slowly became a black smoke, ready to disappear at any moment.

Azarex commanded his undead minions, their lifeless eyes filled with an unnatural hunger for anything alive. 

And last but not least, Vexar, a soon-to-be master swordsman, gripped his blade with unwavering confidence, his muscles taut and ready for the imminent clash.