Peace_in_Chaos

Thirteen words. 

"The Author has decided to discontinue this story. We apologize for the inconvenience."

That's all it takes to shatter the world of "Aetheric Chronicles"—the year's most acclaimed fantasy webnovel. For thousands of readers, it's heartbreak. For the mysterious masked figure in the final chapter, it's an unfinished destiny. But for Alex, the story's most passionate fan, it's nothing short of betrayal. 

Then comes the message: "If you truly wish to know the rest of the story..."

One mysterious message.

And one simple reply. 

That's all it takes for Alex's world to turn upside down. Now, he's about to discover that some stories refuse to end, even when their authors abandon them. And sometimes, the most passionate readers must become part of the tale they love.

In a world where prophecies fail, characters rebel, and plotlines unravel, being the "strongest reader" might not be enough.

After all, what happens when an unfinished story decides to write itself?

"Some stories choose their readers. Others consume them."

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Warning: This story contains descriptions of violence, gore, and the depiction of intense emotional trauma. Reader discretion is advised. All events and characters are products of the author’s imagination.

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Aetheric Chronicles: Reborn As An Extra

Veyron scoffed, his lips curling into a smirk. "Loyalty? What is that to someone who has already lost everything?"

Sia's fingers twitched, nails biting into her palms.

"You spoke of reclaiming our home," he continued, his voice almost pitying, "but deep down, we both knew that was nothing more than a dream."

That was all their struggle had been to him?

Veyron's gaze sharpened as he struck where it hurt the most.

"And what's worse," he said, his tone darkening, "we both know it was just to cover up your own selfish desires. You just wanted your throne back. The one you lost yourself—pathetically too. And you sacrificed countless lives, all under the pretense that 'they weren't from this world anyway'. Heh, you are nothing but a hypocrite. You are more traitorous than I am."

Her heart pounded in her chest, not from rage, but from something far colder.

Trust Me