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Saga of Atlantis

"Hah..Hah.." In the midst of what seemed like a battlefield, a young boy with white hair knelt on the ground, struggling to catch shallow breaths. A short sword pierced his heart, his arms and legs were broken, making him unable to stop the crimson blood from coloring the ground. "That's what you get for betrayal," a red-headed teenage boy sneered as he stood before him. "A pathetic person like you could never be my brother," added a purple-haired girl, her voice seething with anger, as she stood alongside the redhead. With great effort, the young boy shifted his gaze forward. He could see many familiar faces in front of him—his so-called family, his so-called friends but his gaze remained fixed on her. "Wh..y, A.nna," he uttered with immense difficulty and sorrow in his voice, his vision blurring as he locked eyes with the blonde-haired girl, who regarded him with emotionless eyes. "I did that so I could save you," he said, his voice gradually growing louder. "I DID THAT SO YOU COULD LIVE!" he shouted, making everyone present flinch in fear. "I never asked you to do this" the blonde-haired girl replied, her words crushing the very soul of the boy. "A...nn.a," the young boy whispered one last time, a small tear slipping down from his eye as he breathed his final breath. ================================ Neil survived eight grueling years in a post-apocalyptic world only to die and be reincarnated in the body of Eden Morton, a character from a game he used to play as a teenager, by an unknown entity for unknown reasons. Eden's life was a pitiable one, plagued by the constant manipulation and betrayal of those around him – whether it was the princess, the famed hero, or even his very own family. Eden died without ever experiencing genuine love. Now, as Neil took over, he was determined to embark on a new journey, seeking the one thing he and Eden never had : a life worth living. ================================ [Discord link :- Invite/5Vgw4JCrBW]

Noob6_writer9 · Fantasy
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194 Chs

The Child Of Sun

[3rd Person POV: General]

In the grand hall of Olympus, where the regular assembly of the Gods once took place, now lay barren as silence lingered inside the hall.

Apollo, the god of the Sun, resplendent in his golden robes, sat upon the throne at the head of the great chamber, his eyes closed and a small frown upon his otherworldly face.

The God of the Sun had been asleep for unknown millennia; the gods, who were supposed to watch over the world, safeguarding its balance and harmony, had been in a deep slumber since the events of the 'demise of deities'.

The frown on Apollo's face deepened as he slowly opened his eyes.

"A ripple?"

A deep, calm voice, tinged with confusion, spoke as Apollo sensed changes in the threads of fate.

Closing his eyes, he tried to sense the reason for the disturbance, only for his eyes to snap open abruptly, a furrow forming on his brow as he realized the absence of the World Serpent.

*Buzz..*