The Coming of Magic : A World in Chaos - Reviews

Autor here,I don't think I can fairly rate my novel so ill just tell you a little about it. it is an MMORPG novel set in the world of RSSG, I wrote this because of my love for said novel. The novel might be a little confusing if you haven't read RSSG but I'm pretty sure it is still readable. hope you guys enjoy.

Alright let's see........I've wanted to write a necromancer novel for a very long time, just haven't been able to properly craft an idea and a plot. But not just that I wanted to do something a little different than the norm.Our necromancer is not out for world domination, or revenge, or anything grand. He just wants a simple, free and adventurous life. But of course for those of you who know me, that ain't happening.A vampire that's a necromancer, that just wants a simple life and someone to share it with. Fate will always have different plans, and I would very much like if you guys go on this journey with me.But fair warning, this novel is dark, while the main character is no edge Lord, there are themes so dark in this novel, many would be uncomfortable. Rape, suicide, cannibalism, wars, slavery, and Just all round the ultimate ugliness of mankind.

"Fight him," Naruto said automatically.

"Need some help...?" The warm voice asked, not even bothering to say hello - just like how an old friend would.

"We thought it was the Lady calling her. We let her be." she remarked casually, unaware of how high strung the three were.

Finally Thomas started feeling the ball getting out of control, just like the sun balls of plasma started to pop everywhere around it. He felt like it was the moment to throw it, he wasn't sure if it could kill he beast but that would be their best chance, he kept going for a bit until he felt it was his limit and yelled as strong as he could

"Ti-to? Ka-kayo? Nin-no?" Hindi ako makapagsalita. Nanginginig ako sa kaba.

Tks Chapt

چهره اش که نشون می داد آدم بی آزاریه.

"That's unusual. Maybe they will grow back." Tian whispers to herself.

The village wasn't large enough to remain anonymous or even pretend disdain for rumors. Secrets were passed along like the offering plate each Lord's day, and for every clatter of iron coin there was a whisper of betrayal, sin, and of the orphan who slept through the noontime gathering every day. The boy has no time for God, the whispers said with a ring of iron on silver. The boy doesn't belong with our children or our village, said the whisperer. We don't want ashes in here. Clink.

Yuuichi: "Yeah, I miss you too"