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17: Art Of The Gods

Vir startled awake, drenched in something cold. Shivering, he looked around to regain his bearings. Neel licked his ...

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16: Rite Of Passage

Vir struggled and strained. For the first t...

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15: Prana Vision

Vir sat cross-legged under the leafless tre...

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14: The Energy Of Life

“Wait here,” Riyan commanded, leaving V...

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13: Prana Scorned

Vir and Maiya fell silent on the ride home ...

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Artwork for Chapter 12

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12: Man Of Many Talents

“Vir? Vir, wake up!” Maiya said, shaking her friend.

He awoke with a jolt, drenched in sweat.

“You were sleep talking…” Maiya mu...

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11: Riyan Savar

“You are still  here,” Riyan said, walking up to the two friends sitting at the front  door of his abode. He was tall, and built ...

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(Arc 2) 10: New Beginnings

Vir awoke to  dark and earthen surroundings. The only light in the room filtered in  through small openings high above, with the Gods...

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9: The Ghost Of Godshollow

Terror fueled Vir’s breaths. Blood surged through his legs.

Together with  Maiya, he tore through the Godshollow faster than he eve...

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8: A Father's Love

The day started with a rustle and a chill.

After having  spent much of the night on guard duty, Rudvik entered the tent as  quie...

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7: The Four-Armed Giant

Vir’s reply caught in his throat. Worse, tears started to roll down his face. “I didn’t know,” he managed.

He was named  afte...

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6: Ekavir - Of Godshollow

Crunch. Crunch. Crunch.

Vir had spent so many cycles in the Godshollow that he could almost navigate it blindfolded… during...

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5: Into Darkness

Vir never knew  that three hours could feel like such an eternity. After agonizing  alone in silence, Rudvik had finally shown up with...

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4: Those That Hunt. Those That Hide.

The villagers  of Brij always enjoyed a spectacle, and for good reason. Drama was  usually limited to gossip about this year’s crop ...

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3: The Village Life Of An Ashborn Primordial

“You sure you wanna be here?” Vir asked as he walked through the ancient Godshollow with Maiya and Neel.

Their boots  crunched on...

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2: Death Of A Dream

Aliscia grasped Vir’s shoulders and stared at him with her hazel eyes. “Even if you are prana  scorned, what of it? I don’...

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(Arc 1) 1: The End of Your World. The Beginning of Mine.

The Ashen Realm. Year 3744 of the Age of Realms.

Primordial Ekanai would live again.

They called him the Reaper,...

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