"So beautiful!" she said, her green eyes wide, her fiery red hair catching the wind like a banner of flame, her tone trembling with a reverence that felt almost out of place in this desolate place. (Image)
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Its AI, i am not good at writing so i study source material, i write scenes, dialogue, sequence and take AI help to generate chapters but AI is severely lacking honestly, very monotonous. so I need to skim through, edit, remove and sometimes even outright rewrite chapters. One chapter takes at least 2-3 hours of work, and I usually write at night and read the same chapter 2-3 times before publishing, and being tired sometimes I unwittingly ignore some similar lines. Just recently, AI had started to write the same line in each paragraph ,literally every single paragraph so i dropped AI and did some chapters manually, the downside severely reducing my output. From 3-4 chapters per week to 1 chapter per week which is obviously not acceptable. Now I am trying to go for a more balanced mix of both. And I create chapters first, take rest then do the last editing before publishing so the chapters are sharper. Well this was a long answer but i hope u understand, and somehow people are offended if i am using AI as if you just say generate a chapter and it gives you one 😂 Anyway trying to do better each time.
"Careful," he said, his voice smooth but icy, a warning wrapped in silk, his irritation spiking like a blade under his skin. Shaya froze, her breath catching, her mind racing again 'It wasn't my imagination, it's definitely scales but isn't Leylin a rune crafting alchemist why is he indulging in body modifications?Now that I think about it his mentor Dorotte is also an expert in body modification. What are you hiding little genius?' but she forced a smile, stepping back.
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The deeper they ventured, the deadlier the plains grew traps exhaling poisonous gases, ambushes lurking in the undergrowth. (Image)
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In a few hours, they'd plunged deep into the Zither Moon Mountain Plains, the landscape shifting into something alien, hostile. The vegetation twisted—normal plants at the border gave way to bizarre, otherworldly growths. (Image)
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They led their horses to an inn dubbed "Ghosts With Grievances Don't Weep," its sign creaking ominously in the wind, the faded letters barely legible. (Image)
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Ahead rode Shaya, her fiery red hair a blazing banner against the dusk, and O'Brian, the potion master, his mud-yellow locks framing a face hollowed by exhaustion, black eyes sunken under deep, shadowed circles. (Image)
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"Shadow Form," he muttered, his voice a reverent whisper. His body dissolved, melting into an intangible mass of shadows, as if birthed from the darkness itself. (Image)
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Power surged, a wildfire igniting in his veins. The red runes across his skin blazed to life, their glow casting jagged shadows on the walls, and he felt it—strength swelling, etching deeper, filling him with a primal might that thrummed like a second heartbeat. His muscles tensed, his eyes glinting with a fierce, unspoken thrill, the rush of power a lover's whisper against his soul. (Image)
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Leylin draped a grey hooded robe over his shoulders, its fabric coarse against his pale skin, and stepped out, Abigail slithering close behind, her scales glinting like a shadow given form. (Image)
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The group froze, their breaths catching as they took in the scene. The cliff's base was a graveyard of stone countless grey-white blades, double-edged and vicious, thrust upward like a forest of swords, covering half the area. (Image)
Warlock Of The Magus World FF: Dark Lord
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