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Gogmus Laustral
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RISE OF THE ORIGINAL

RISE OF THE ORIGINAL

In a realm torn apart by ancient rivalries and the lingering shadows of mystic evils, Marcus—once a prince and valiant warrior who fell in the fateful battle against the dreaded Trinitarians, a trio of malevolent forces feared across all realms—has been resurrected to confront an even greater menace: the Origin. Neither fully alive nor entirely dead, Marcus exists in a fragile state of being, his essence fractured yet imbued with newfound power. As he grapples with his reforged abilities, he is thrust into a ceaseless battle against a rising darkness that threatens to unravel the fabric of existence itself. Guided by enigmatic allies and tormented by the ghosts of his past, Marcus uncovers a sinister conspiracy that transcends realms, blurring the boundaries between creation and destruction. With time slipping away and the line between himself and the Origin dangerously thin, Marcus must embrace his destiny as the final guardian of life or risk surrendering everything to the chaos of the Origin’s unrelenting wrath.
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Chapter: EPISODE 80 BENEATH ASHFALL HOLLOW The journey to
Ashfall Hollow began under a sky laced with stormlight.The wind had changed; Elena felt it first.A shift in the scent of the earth, a low thrum beneath the soles of her boots as if something ancient stirred just beneath the surface.Cathiana walked ahead, leading them through forgotten paths no map recorded.No one questioned her direction.Not even Austrus, whose usual cynicism had dulled to wary silence.Delilah had tried once, asking where exactly they were headed.Cathiana had simply turned her head, the golden ring in her eyes flaring like a second sunrise."To where I ended. And where it all begins again."Ashfall Hollow lay in a crater vast enough to swallow a city.Jagged cliffs rose around it lik
Last Updated: 2025-05-07
Chapter: EPISODE 79                 ARROW OF JUDGEMENT 
From the Hall of the Supreme Father, a whisper ignited the dormant flame.The Holy Flame rose, spinning and humming with divine light, condensing into a radiant arrow.Alive with purpose, vengeance, and purity.Aimed directly at Erimense of darkness.Just when darkness crowned itself king, the Flame remembered its promise.”In the Hall of the Supreme Father, beyond the constellations of the Seraphim, a tremor rang out.The Flame Eternal, long dormant, stirred.It whispered the names of the righteous, roared with the wrath of the forgotten, and took shape.A hooded figure emerged from the sacred shadows.
Last Updated: 2025-05-06
Chapter: EPISODE 78             THE HONOR OF THE UNMAKING 
Time stuttered.Seconds skipped.History blinked.Erimenses of Darkness had arrived.A god not born of time but of its desecration.A being whose very breath withered the chronicles of kings and crumbled legacies to dust.He stood tall.Twice the height of a colossus, his cloak a veil of writhing void, his eyes suns of dying galaxies.In one hand, he carried Grave Mourn, the sword that devours light.In the other, a shard of inverted time.Something not even the Continuum of Time herself dared to name.&nbs
Last Updated: 2025-05-06
Chapter: EPISODE 77 CHRONICLES OF THE CONTINUUM: THE INTERNAL ASCENDANCY AND THE ARROW OF FLAME 
"This war, it never stop will it?"Eleuren asked, sniffing.Amuka only chuckled."Are you tired of fighting?"Amuka asked, rather than answering her question."No... just. .that......"Eleuren said, thoughtless."Just that what?"Eleuren looked at Amuka, unsure of how to phrase her words.Amuka only looked at her and nodded." I understand."She paused and continued.
Last Updated: 2025-05-05
Chapter: EPISODE 76              INVASION OF THE TIME REALM  
The skies over the Time Realm had always shimmered with a soft golden hue. They bent and swayed gently with the unseen tides of the Continuum, the force that sustained all existence within the realm.But that day, something shifted.The air was heavier.The time currents faltered.Birds froze mid-flight, caught in eddies of fractured moments.Clocks ticked backward.In the high spires of the Citadel of Chronas, alarms flared.The citadel, home to the Chrona Wardens trembled.Its very foundation, built on stable time threads, threatened to collapse. From the great observatory dome, Guardians of the Eternal Forge peered into the Temporal Eye
Last Updated: 2025-05-03
Chapter: THE WEIGHT OF VICTORY                            EPISODE 75
Previously, On Sword Of Vengeance The sky whispered silence, like a wound that had forgotten how to scream.Marcus stood at the edge of the crater, his breath steady, chest rising and falling with rhythm not born of exhaustion, but of resolution.The scorched earth beneath him crackled faintly with the last remnants of divine energy.Behind him, the world stirred.And the energy walls faded, letting the people breathe free air for the first time in what felt like eternity.But Marcus knew better.The silence was not peace.It was a breath before the next storm.He turned slowly.Each step forward
Last Updated: 2025-05-02
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