Hi! Nate here.
This is my new novel here in Meganovel, with the first and second chapter complete, and a preview of the third. As for now, it will be in a month long hiatus due to the incoming season, Deccember, and how busy we are at the forefront at home and other places.After writing a science-fiction erotica, Suitable Bags of Flesh, I've moved on from the long narrative of the monster-x-human shipping and crossed over to fantasy-fiction with a focus heavy on magic and slight drama.
It's not that heavy for anyone to read but is more of an adventure to the realm of Slitark and the Prime Magician as the focus. I've made artwork and character design study based on how I imagined my characters would look like, hence the cover. You can look through my pixiv, just search for pansikoser, so that you can preview the art and other designs.
Thank you for taking time reading this. There will be instances that I will update something, like related artworks and the likes during this season.
Acrimony
Edit: Hi, Acrimony Nate here, just want you to know that this chapter is not a part of the story. And so far cannot edit it at the moment. The official update of Forgive Me chapter will be on January 2023.
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Hi, Nate speaking Happy holidays! There's a new artwork done for Yphemu: https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/103333007 It's a partially livelier colour of hers~ Can't wait to see if we can come up with a new cover for the coming new chapters, starting on January. So for the mean time, we'll get ahead to some spoiler territory. “Captain!” the crew member shouted. His response was quick as he saw Ugnile’s trapped half. Swiftly reaching through a space he could fit his arm, he pulled the tree with effort, almost looking like he’d pop a vein on his neck. Without telling twice, the crew member quickly pulled Ugnile from under, care was not in his vocabulary momentarily, but it was necessary since the blood from Ugnile’s injuries poured badly. Coughing, he was pushed up by the crew member in time for Erizoma to arrive, blood-soaked and sweaty. “Captain, the rod of light seems to have eradicated the Dire-eaters,” pointing to the direction of the disappearing thread, “we could still make
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Happy New Year to all! Nate here. January has finally come! This is the official month of posting for the continued chapters of the novel. Much of the story will slowly progress into the action heavy scenarios of the first few chapters. I cannot wait to fill in on the new chapters as well as the coming months. This will be a familiar and unfamiliar territory overall. Thus as much as there will be familiar like scenes comparable to other fantasy stories, elements like this are inevitable. Please bear in mind, there will be Tagalog elements within the story. Mostly words or names, and the occasional phrases. This not a pure Filipino work, but their history and language basically derive from my native tongue. This is a conscious decision more as a reference than hard driven origin or the likes. These kinds of things are not ideal representation, I know, but the story is not a hundred percent Filipino because mostly it's a mix of European sort of elements. We are talking about a fictio
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“Keeping our safe is one of our best traits, we believe and trust each other even with fault. And we will always, b—but…” Uran stuttered. He felt a hand on his shoulder as he blinked then continued. “I’m sorry…” he sobbed, “but a few minutes before we entered our destination, an accident occurred, and we need to a rescue party to venture into the forest. A few of the children fell through the hole made by a Dire-eater. I believe they are still alive from the distance we were attacked.“Please proceed to the main deck, all hands available, in fifteen. Jaaron, Pemmi, prepare the break light.” Uran finished.He knew Rona or Luri has already prepared for this protocol even before they landed, but it was Jaaron and Pemmi at the helm of the captain’s cabin. If they can’t monitor it for him then what is the worth of making them both his direct apprentices for the positions of both second and third
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“Good, the sliver is bright and clear. This is good Uran, your son is alive and well. Nearer even than we expect.” Ugnile said as he looked back to Uran whose face lessened its tension as he saw the light of the thread. “My Agulman can only last five minutes in one cast, we need to search for him in this bracket before we have to recast the spell again.”Uran nodded, partially aware of how an Aguulman works. “Thank you Ugnile,” as he said this, the sound of an engine, discreet humming. He looked around and saw the two Festoons rising from the side of the Sunflora.The nearest Festoon from the right is commandeered Ronata with an extra crew member under Esie, while the other is driven by Lotois with Luri along with one crew member that also belonged with Esies’. There was no time to bother with other things, Uran pointed Ugnile and Eran to Ronata, while Thera and Erizoma automatically rode on Lotois’.“Five mi
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“Hello, I—how are you able to—haaa… It’s not good to leave children in this dangerous place.” Elder Lymantera said while she tried retaining her lips from spewing panic and misleading words, something to avoid influencing the children in front of her.It was useless to the other child inside the small opening, a girl with an injured shoulder because the child whimpered and remained to sink deeper against the wall that sheltered them. Compared to the younger child who was looking over Elder Lymantera’s shoulder, he seemed distracted despite their situation. He looked tired and hesitant, but the shine of curiosity did not go away from his eyes.“What was that?” he asked as he pointed at a large chunk of the Dire-eater Mother that was previously gliding above the skies. “It shines like a superstar up in the sky, it’s amazing.” Then his pointing hand clenched and he slowly pulled his arm back to his b
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