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"Why should we place our trust and our hard-earned wealth in the hands of an outsider?" challenged a young farmer, his brow furrowed in skepticism. "Who's to say he can do what he claims, or that this... Kapre is even the true source of our troubles?"

Lucius: Chronicles of a Sellsword

Urban · MelvinDash

Lucius's greed glimmers in his eyes, seeing an opportunity not only for wealth but to prove his mettle against a creature as formidable as a Kapre. "With my help, you can. But my services come at a price—a steep one. Pay it, and I will rid you of your nightmare."

Lucius: Chronicles of a Sellsword

Urban · MelvinDash

Lucius leans forward, his voice low and measured. "I've heard tales of your plight, of shadows that prey upon your people under the cover of night. I offer my blade to protect you, for a price."

Lucius: Chronicles of a Sellsword

Urban · MelvinDash

Rumors of the Aswang have always been woven into the fabric of Dalisay, tales passed down from old to young about the creatures that walk amongst them, hidden in plain sight. These stories, once mere bedtime tales to frighten children into obedience, have taken on a chilling reality. Livestock found drained of blood, inexplicable illnesses, and the occasional disappearance of a villager have reignited ancient fears.

Lucius: Chronicles of a Sellsword

Urban · MelvinDash

As the sun begins its descent, casting a golden hue over the land, a subtle transformation occurs. The laughter of children playing in the fields fades into silence, the fishermen hasten their return from the sea, and women quicken their steps, baskets of market goods balanced on their heads. By the time the sky paints itself in the colors of dusk, every child, woman, and elder is safely within their homes, doors bolted and windows shuttered.

Lucius: Chronicles of a Sellsword

Urban · MelvinDash

In the shadow of the verdant mountains of Antique, where the whispers of the past blend with the murmur of the river, lies the secluded village of Dalisay. This village, a patchwork of nipa huts and rice fields carved into the landscape by generations of farmers, is a place where time moves to the rhythm of nature. Yet, beneath its serene exterior, Dalisay harbors a palpable sense of unease.

Lucius: Chronicles of a Sellsword

Urban · MelvinDash

Arthur, feeling a renewed sense of urgency, quickened his pace towards the throne room door, ready to discuss the serious matters awaiting him with their father.

THE FRAGMENT OF STARS

Fantasy · TurtleWithGlasses

If a fragment stone turned blue in their presence, it meant they could lead a normal life within the kingdom. 

THE FRAGMENT OF STARS

Fantasy · TurtleWithGlasses

--- Thirteen Years Earlier, Year of the Realm 927

THE FRAGMENT OF STARS

Fantasy · TurtleWithGlasses

"Arthur! Arthur!" These were the words Arthur faintly heard as he slowly opened his eyes, his vision blurry. He could make out the face of their leader calling out to him. He blinked again, feeling dizzy from the impact of his earlier fall. When he opened his eyes once more, he realized he was being pulled away by his companions, away from the area where large rocks continued to fall.

THE FRAGMENT OF STARS

Fantasy · TurtleWithGlasses

Now isolated with only one other companion, they continued to run, simultaneously brainstorming ways to reconnect with the rest of their team. This unexpected split added another layer of challenge to their mission, forcing Arthur to quickly adapt and find a new strategy under these unforeseen and dangerous circumstances.

THE FRAGMENT OF STARS

Fantasy · TurtleWithGlasses