How the Daughter of the Dark One Turned Out to be a Void Dweller

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this is a fantasy soulmates romance set in an pseudo-urban setting with lots of deeply traumatic backstories and many deaths on the way, in a magical ancient realm that is not ours but connected to ours in a certain way, and with one of the main plots being descovery. there are countless types of mythical creatures and all coexisting in this world.



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updates on Tuesday and Thursday



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...I halted before I could pick the phoenix class, which by the name, and the infinite symble at the side, must be a broken one, as phoenixes are immortal. And before I could press on it, my dad's wise words came to my mind:



"You gotta keep something in mind to whenever you find yourself in a position of picking a class in a game, that you'll not be able to change, snowflake. If there is an option that says you can pick 'something else' other than what's on display, always pick that. A normal lesser being would believe that it's better to guarantee that their class is higher, rather than try something random and get screwed over. However, the key to get the greatest class is risking on something," he told me. Not just once, but he told me that countless times. Countless!



I swallowed, "Was he preparing me for this?" Clenching my jaw, I moved my finger to the last option, "Okey dokey, dad, I'll follow your lead, since you're the brain of this game," I said under my breath as I was taken over by an inexplicable anxiety. "Hah, don't overthink, this is just a stupid game," I told myself. "But made by dad, so you gotta play it!"



Then I pressed my finger on the last option.



Lastly, I pressed on the 'input soul age' and added my age, thinking that was just a term related to the stupid game. "24," I mumbled to myself.



But then, something weirder happened as the screen text changed.



[YOU ARE NOT THE ARCHITECT.]



» I AM NOT.



» I GOT MY AGE WRONG AGAIN.



"What the fuck?" I frowned, pressing the first, and it changed again.



[INPUT HOUR OF BIRTH: __:__]



I gulped, freaked out, "This shit is old, it can't be an AI, right?"



Creeped out, I added my hour of birth, 01:35 am. It changed, again.



[WELCOME TO THE DOOM OF AURA, DAUGHTER OF THE ARCHITECT.]



[INPUT FULL NAME: _____]



A bad kind of chill ran down my spine, "Relax, dad probably just programmed it this way to know it was me… by my hour of birth. It's not something to worry about, relax," I told myself, but my hands were shaking.



Swallowing hard, I added it: Hesperia Merikh.



[EVENING STAR OF DEATH, WELCOME.]



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English is not my first language.



Original by me.