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Adtraic Verity

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(LEGACY VERSION) Full version: https://www.webnovel.com/book/adtraic-verity-ascendants-uprising_35629741008644605 Shattered dreams, twisted blood. The world suddenly ended before they arrived, with another incarnation of this novel living elsewhere in the midst. After endless war, the author chose to resituate to an expansive version of this novel, ADTRAIC VERITY. Before you leave, know that this is the LEGACY version of Adtraic Verity. There is another novel by the same name that is in the works and I plan to restructure the novel ground up. Interested? Check it out! . . . Old synopsis. The Adtraic Family, once the supreme rulers of the special world of Gincad, lived and prospered in harmony with Rulers of every element. They were famed for its powerful lineages of Rulers and abilities, owning a world that they could call their own. But one day, when the twilight of the floating kingdom of powerful rulers got swallowed by a mysterious radiance, the land, its people, its rulers, and even its legends were reshaped beyond recognition. Millennia pass, and the Adtraic family and their realm slip into myth, spoken of in whispers by those lucky enough to still remember—or pretend to. In this new world reshaped by the Engulfing Light, danger and ruin lurk around every corner. Then, from out of the blue, two siblings of the lost Adtraic family, Asahi and Aletha, step from the obscurity of hopelessness, returning to their broken world with two single, burning purposes: to uncover the destroyer of their world and to recollect their family’s long-concealed past. Their quest will force them to confront treachery, forged loyalties, travel from nation to nation, fight monsters, and discover the very meaning of power in a realm where memory is malleable, legends are dangerous weapons, and special abilities are common. The afterimage of history bleeds through time. Asahi and Aletha must decide what reclaiming their heritage truly means—and whether they can restore their people, creatures, family members, and their world without becoming victors in a history of destruction that destroyed them in the first place. * * * * * * * * Cover art, map, sketches, and all other character illustrations are owned by me. (Turn on Paragraph Comments to see them.) Art by Rexsama, Rainbow Amee, Doni, Me, and some others... If you like the novel and want to see more, consider collecting or keeping your collections
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