Solarhopes

In a three planet universe where oppression and discrimination are eminent, humans find themselves struggling to survive. Artemis Rivera is born into such hardships, and at a young age, she set out to change the world for good. The only way to do that is to participate in a seasonal death battle to win the Demigod title, and rule over the whole of Atela. Without humanity's support, the annoying gender rules and the hatred of the superior races, it's her versus the three worlds on a quest to become a divine being.

Tags: Medieval, female mc, magic, monsters, war, disunity, medieval, system, gods.

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Volume 2 Teaser (ongoing)

"You really mustn't play around with knives, my dear." A voice came from behind, and her older brother stood at the doorway, addressing the little girl.



"Young girls like you shouldn't be too keen on the sight of blood."



The girl twisted the bloody knife she'd pulled from the slave's corpse, and a playful look dominated her face.



"But, brother, it is ever so fun." The deep scarlet of the slave stained her black dress, and she painted her fingers along with it.



"Well, look what you've done to the pretty dress I got you, Cabrera." Her brother scolded, fixing his sister with a hard stare. 



"Even if you desire to play serial killer, please be mindful of what you wear. I wonder how you enjoy having human blood on your expensive clothes." Thinking of human filth made him shiver, and he grimaced shortly.



"Okay brother. I shall change right after I'm done testing my new toy." She glanced over at the next doll in her collection, giving her a terrifying shark-like grin.



After witnessing the torture of her twin brother, a grave tremor surpassed the slave at the corner, and her skin had gone ghostly like the carcass on the polished floor. 


Her eyes brimmed with tears as she stared at her insane owner, then switched her gaze back to the lifeless boy who got a heavy dose of misfortune.


Cabrera clutched the knife in her hands as if imagining slowly, agonisingly sinking it into the gut of the next slave in line. It felt so satisfying.



Her brother sighed in defeat then turned to leave, "Before I go, I'll tell you why I stopped by. Uncle Marcellus wants you to attend home management classes again. You were suspended for two weeks, but you spent a month at home. Good luck explaining to the old man, " He waved then closed the door.



His announcement unleashed her anger, and a threatening grin spread across her face like a wildfire.



"Now I'm in a bad mood!" She slowly approached the slave while laughing, "I guess it's time for us to play."



My spirity awards entry ^^ 
Have a nice time reading.

God Rising: Battle of Atela

Human bodies laid like ghoulish mannequins, the esophagus and arteries sticking out, and blood had spread over their chest like a bib.


Vincent moved further into the eminent slaughter house, breathing a greater amount of the decay and metal smell covering the air. He examined everything intently, from the propped, ungainly rag dolls against the far wall, to the human skin mat placed at the centre of the hall. 


He pushed a cadaver dangling from the roof and spoke once he spotted the assassin he'd gathered information about.


The lizardman making a bone sculpture turned around "A royalty?" His eyes augmented in shock. "A Livingston to be exact." 


"I have a job for you" Vincent went Straight to the Point and tossed a heavy satchel at his occupied table. "One thousand gold pieces for my brother's head." 


Chapter 15 Futa Queen