Rise Of The Mirror King
There are a handful of people called Twin-Souled, able to exist on two worlds at once — Earth and a parallel realm called Odbeara.
Simon Ward is 19 and dying in an ICU. Then he wakes up on Odbeara as Symon Wardreth, an arrogant noble with unlimited potential.
But Simon isn't Twin-Souled. He's a Mirror Walker, a calamity-grade anomaly, with one soul bleeding across two worlds at once. Every spell he casts borrows against his own lifespan. Every day he survives, the two worlds bleed closer together. Only his death stops it.
Simon isn't ready to die. Not while his little sister is waiting for him at home. So he goes looking for the God Pearl, the only thing that can split his soul before it kills them all.
Standing in his way is Emperor Callibus, a Mirror Walker himself once, now a demon lord who watched his own family rot on Earth while he was trapped in Odbeara. He doesn't want to destroy the worlds. He wants to fuse them, and Simon's unraveling soul is the spark he needs.
What does a 19-year-old do when Earth wants to pull the plug, Odbeara wants him dead, and the only way to save either is to tear himself in half?
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Chapter: Chapter 35: The Tournament Of GuildsI didn't sleep much that night either. Not for lack of trying — Vance had practically ordered all of us to rest — but every time I closed my eyes, I kept replaying the look on Zudrik's and Vance's faces when they'd called Lucifero back into that office. Pointed. Deliberate. Aimed somewhere past him, straight at Mazikeen, even while they were speaking to someone else entirely.Nobody had said anything about it since. Lucifero hadn't come down for breakfast. Mazikeen had barely spoken two words all morning, picking at her food as if it owed her an apology."You're staring," Baron said, nudging my shoulder as we crossed the courtyard."I'm thinking.""That's what staring looks like on you."I didn't answer that. Ahead of us, the whole academy seemed to be funneling toward the Great Hall — more people than I'd ever seen gathered in one place since the morning I'd nearly torn the building apart summoning the homunculus.Students in every color of robe the four guilds wore, teachers lining
Last Updated: 2026-10-06
Chapter: Chapter 34: The Unease AfterMAZIKEEN'S POVWe reached Torrent just as the last of the daylight was pulled under the covers of twilight. The Fifth Moon Collegium was already brimming with teachers and students, and the courtyard dissolved into applause the moment we rode in.A few girls squealed when Lucifero dismounted — one smooth motion, effortless, the kind of grace only royalty got bred into their stride from birth. He walked like exactly what he was.Baron came down behind him, waving off a cluster of juniors trying to crowd him with questions. I dismounted last, peeling my gloves off to free my fingers.Zeldryl was waiting at the entrance. Flat face, cold eyes, jaw clenched tight enough to ache."Sulking in the evening sun?" I tried, already knowing it wouldn't land.He grabbed my arm and hauled me up the stairs, away from the crowd, his fingers digging in hard enough to leave marks. I wrenched free the second we cleared the noise."What is wrong with you?" I rubbed the spot, already seeing the shape of hi
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Chapter: Chapter 33: An Unsatisfied Mind My eyes were heavy and sagging by morning. Dark circles formed at the base of each one, my face looked rough when I stared at my reflection as I washed by the river bank. My head ached, a soft thump at the base of my skull. The dream I had last night was too vivid, too detailed. I could still see Mazikeen's severed head in my hands whenever I shut my eyes, I could feel the warmth of her blood. “Symon…” Baron called from the camp. He was done strapping his baggage to the horse. Today was the end of my guild mission, but I was dissatisfied with the outcome. Ulf met me half way back to camp. He held out a map. “What's this?” I asked as I grabbed the thick yellowed paper. “Your way to find me, should you ever need my help” He said “But I pray you don't.” A moment of silence passed before I inquired what he was going to do. “Try to solve this mystery, and warn the villages on the border to be on a lookout for creatures with glass eyes.” I averted my gaze with him. Then his next wo
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Chapter: Chapter 32: The Weight of it AllThe beep of the heart monitor went on and on, drowning out everything else. Even when my mother pressed her face against mine, soaking it with tears, I couldn't make out her voice at all. Tiffany held my hand—hers warm and soft, a feeling I'd somehow forgotten since I last touched anything at all."Hang in there for me." Her words finally came through clearly.Then —"Symon. Symon." Baron's voice echoed, as if it were traveling up from the bottom of a well."Symon!"A sharp, tearing static sound, as paper being ripped too fast, and I was standing in front of a tree again, my back turned to Mazikeen.A hot blade of pain drove straight through my skull. I dropped to one knee, clutching my head, and the pressure of my own hands only made it worse. I heard everyone say my name at once. Ace knelt beside me, asking if I was okay. My eyes were red, wet with tears I hadn't noticed falling. I got up and walked out of the woods, back toward the horses.Full dark had swallowed the village by the
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Chapter: Chapter 31: A Village That Vanished"Did anyone catch a wink of sleep last night? Because I didn't." Ace glanced over her shoulder at the rest of us, pausing to shake sand out of her boot."I slept just fine." Mazikeen passed her without slowing, continuing down the path."That doesn't surprise me at all." Ace called after her, then turned to me. "Is it just me, or have you been sulking without your robe?"I didn't answer that. I just closed the distance between us. "Do you trust this guy?""Ulf?""Yeah." I nodded."Do I trust a man with a giant familiar, living alone on a mountain, who claims he sees things? No. That doesn't mean he's lying, though." She pulled her boot back on."How can you tell?""I can't. But what does he gain from lying about this?" She held my gaze a moment longer before falling into step down the mountain.I stood there a beat before trailing after her.The sun came up hot that morning, and Ulf decided we should head out early to reach the village before dark. We came down the mountain, collected
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Chapter: Chapter 30: The White RabbitFor a full minute I couldn't move. My arms had locked in place, my eyes fixed on the serpent as it hauled its upper body onto a boulder and rose, taller than the trees around it. Its eyes burned red, and I could feel its breath rumble the pebbles beneath my feet. In one hard motion, I lunged backward, shielding Amelia with my body. She recovered fast, dropping into a battle stance, and the man drew a small knife from his waist in response. "I think you two have wandered too far. Baslik hasn't eaten in days." His voice carried that low, playful edge of a threat. "We were just gathering firewood," I said, eyes still locked on the serpent, watching for the slightest twitch. "Not here. Not on my land." He leveled the knife at me, and the serpent's massive body slid down off the boulder, flattening grass beneath its weight as it closed in. I stepped back, putting myself fully between it and Amelia. "Get the others," I ordered. "No." She said it firmly. "I'm not leaving you to face t
Last Updated: 2026-09-30
Dead Man's Trigger
Craig Seven is a 35-year-old ex-Navy SEAL who falls into the drug trade after a devastating career setback leaves him desperate to pay the medical bills keeping his four-year-old daughter alive. For her, Seven is willing to cross any line.
But during a high-stakes drug deal, a bullet to the head should have ended his life.
Instead, Seven awakens before strange beings who offer something impossible: a second chance at life. There is only one catch—he must become a Soul Eater, a supernatural bounty hunter serving an organization that claims to be responsible for the creation of mankind.
With no other way to survive, Seven accepts.
His first assignment seems simple: hunt down Mephisto, a 23-year-old law student wanted by the Soul Eater Organization. Find her. Kill her. Deliver her soul.
But the closer Seven gets to his target, the more he realizes that Mephisto is not the monster they claimed her to be—and the Soul Eaters may not be the saviors they claim to be.
Now Seven must choose between the organization that gave him a second life and the woman he was ordered to kill.
Because the Soul Eaters are the only thing keeping him alive—and possibly his only chance to save his daughter.
How much is Seven willing to sacrifice for Mephisto when everything he has ever fought for is on the other side of the trigger?
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Chapter: Chapter 9: Bobby TrappedThe Gothic stone arches of X City College of Law loomed under the heavy gray afternoon sky. Seven sat on a weathered stone bench across the campus quad, a disposable coffee cup clutched in his hands.To any passing student, he was just another tired citizen watching the afternoon rush. Behind the casual posture, his eyes were working with military precision.He was mapping the terrain, logging security camera blind spots, entry points, and possible fallback routes. His civilian clothes felt light compared to his tactical vest, but his instincts weren't replaced.Then his gaze locked onto the wide marble steps of the main library.Three men in matching charcoal suits were coming down the stairs in rigid, synchronized formation. Moving slightly ahead of them was a tall woman in a black tactical jacket and cargo pants. Seven's chest tightened, a cold knot forming in his stomach. Even without his tactical HUD, he recognized that unyielding, disciplined posture.At the bottom step, the wo
Last Updated: 2026-09-28
Chapter: Chapter 8: A Desperate DashThe stairwell door slammed shut behind her, and the sirens dropped to a dull wail. Mephisto ran down the rain-dark alley in her bare feet, the thin hospital gown plastered to her skin, too focused on the man in the long coat to feel the cold.A Soul Eater.She hadn't seen one in fifty years. The last had tracked her to a village in the Alps, and when it was over his soul had tasted like ash. This one had stood in front of her with his pistols raised and his finger tight on the trigger, and then a child had screamed and he had lowered both guns as if she'd stopped existing. She had watched the light on his wrist flash red just before he did it. Whatever they'd given him, it had failed at the worst possible moment, and he hadn't cared.Nobody in her long history had ever lowered a weapon for someone else. Her mind kept circling back to it, to the way his face had changed, and she couldn't tell whether it should frighten her or not.Her apartment sat above a laundromat at the edge of t
Last Updated: 2026-09-28
Chapter: Chapter 7: A Human TrailSeven burst through the smoking doorway of Room 412. The ceiling had come down across the bed, small fires crawled along the vinyl floor, and somewhere under the wreckage a machine was screaming its alarm into the dark. Then he saw a small pale hand moving in the dust."Megan!"He shoved his pistols into their holsters and tore the drywall off the bed with both hands. She lay there with the ventilator line snapped loose at her throat, her mouth open, her chest hitching in short, useless pulls. Her eyes found him anyway."I've got you," he said. "I've got you, baby."He lifted her out of the debris. She weighed almost nothing, and she was warm. He held her against his chest and felt it, the small, frantic rise and fall against his vest, and for a moment he forgot the fire and the alarm and the footsteps pounding up the corridor. He'd spent so many nights staring at that chest waiting for it to move. It was moving now."Daddy's here," he whispered into her hair. "I'm not going anywhe
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Chapter: Chapter 6: MephistoThe motorcycle skidded sideways into the ambulance bay of the X City Medical Center, throwing up a wall of dirty water. Seven didn't even wait for the kickstand. He let the bike crash to the pavement as he sprinted through the sliding glass doors, his long leather coat billowing behind him. The hospital lobby was already bleeding. Two security guards lay motionless near the reception desk, and panicked cries echoed from the upper floors. Gustav's cleanup crew was already here. They weren't extracting a target; they were clearing a floor. Seven took the stairs three at a time, his enhanced legs driving him upward like pneumatic pistons. By the time he breached the heavy fire doors of the fourth-floor ICU, he was greeted by the harsh clack-clack of assault rifles. Three heavily armed mercenaries in gray tactical gear were moving down the corridor, firing indiscriminately into the nurse’s stations. Megan’s room was at the end of that hall. Rage, cold and absolute, took over. Seve
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Chapter: Chapter 5: The TrapThe sports bike screamed down the rain-slicked highway, a streak of black and leather slicing through the midnight traffic. Rain tore at Seven’s long leather coat, but behind his matte-black mask, his breathing remained deep and even. Up ahead, the silver Mercedes sedan was weaving violently between lanes, clipping bumpers and leaving a trail of shattered taillights, a desperate driver trying to put distance between himself and the ghost chasing him. Seven twisted the throttle. The bike surged forward, closing the gap with terrifying speed. Suddenly, the passenger window of the Mercedes rolled down. One of Gustav’s surviving thugs leaned out, a compact submachine gun clutched in his hands. Rat-tat-tat-tat! A muzzle flash strobed in the darkness. A line of automatic fire chewed up the asphalt inches from Seven's front tire. Seven didn't flinch. His supercharged reflexes took over. He leaned the bike hard to the left, scraping his knee pad against the concrete barrier as he dodged
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Chapter: Chapter 4: Bang BangThe transition didn’t feel like falling. It felt like being violently compressed into a single atom and shattered across reality. Then, the world roared back to life. The pressurized silence of the hangar vanished, instantly replaced by the deafening, metallic bark of Gustav’s Desert Eagle. White concrete dust exploded into the air. Time slowed to an agonizing crawl. Seven could see the supersonic distortion of the heavy caliber bullet rippling through the air, heading directly for his forehead. His newly supercharged central nervous system didn't just register the threat—it anticipated the geometry. Without a conscious thought, his weight shifted. He spun his torso fractions of an inch, tilting his head back into a fluid, military-honed dodge. The bullet grazed his cheek, tearing through the empty air where his skull had been a millisecond prior, and slammed into the wall behind him. Seven hit the oil-stained garage floor, rolling into a tight tactical stance behind the second
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