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Moonlight Castle

The_AbyssWalker
- Soulmate Romance - Weak to Strong - Progression Fantasy - Mystery - Horror - Adventure - Action Famine grips the land, and with no where else to go a group of villagers set out to hunt int the Umbrax ruin. Kazimir is left behind, abandoned to his fate. As he succumbs to exhaustion, waiting for the creature to tear him apart, a deafening cry shatters the night, the dying wails of the very beasts meant to end him. Standing atop the slain monstrosity, bathed in its blood, is a towering knight clad in resplendent silver armor. Her hair is as white as freshly fallen snow, her battle-hardened face marked with more scars than even Kazimir himself. With no other choice to save his life, she binds him to the castle by blood, granting him survival but also tethering him to an existence he never sought. Now trapped within a living fortress that drifts between dimensions, Kazimir must navigate a world of shifting realities, ancient secrets, and the enigmatic knight who saved him. Who is she, and what past does she carry? As the castle moves between realms, they will face unimaginable horrors, uncover forgotten histories, and witness worlds beyond reason. One thing is certain: once bound to the castle, there is no turning back. - Author note: I will be uploading one chapter each day, I already have the entire story planned out, including the ending so I doubt there will be a break. I am a non-native English-speaking dyslexic, this makes it quite impossible for me to write without making mistakes, and since I cant afford a proofreader and don’t know any native English speakers, I have to use ai to proofread my work. I am currently using an ai image as cover since I have no talent for drawing and can’t afford to commission artwork either, so my apologies to any real artist out there.
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