• Chapter 10: This Isn’t A Kidnapping Cover
      by Cristae Following the custom of young people in Meteorite Town, at this moment one should draw a cross on their chest, praise God, having finally found the radiant light of redemption in life. Then, they would casually pluck a rose from the mayor's flower garden and say while whistling, "Beauty, shall we acquaint ourselves?" However, given the circumstances now—with swirling snowstorms howling across the sky— Wen Luan decisively grabbed a clump of accumulated snow and smacked it directly onto his…
      BL/Yuri • Fantasy • Science Fiction • icy plains • Andros • Cyrus • Wen Luan • Xi'er
    • Chapter 9: I’ve Set My Eyes On You Cover
      by Cristae "… A mecha?" Wen Luan's expression instantly turned peculiar as he couldn't help but scrutinize the knight standing before him once more. His thoughts took an unexpected turn as he pointed at the sleek white flying horse beside them, "Then what about it?" In this era, even mechas had mounts? "It?" The knight turned to look at the flying horse, which promptly lowered its head in response. The next moment, Wen Luan nearly fainted again. "It is part of me," the knight explained. "'Xi'er',…
      Action • Fantasy • Science Fiction • icy plains • raymond gaeton • Wen Luan • Xi'er
    • Chapter 8: Who Are You? Cover
      by Cristae Six months was sufficient for Wen Luan to become thoroughly familiar with this wind-swept frozen plain. Where there were icy rocks, beneath the frozen layer still lay land; further ahead stretched the sea. This area was close to the city's energy shield, and as warships and transport vessels entered and exited, their residual warmth alleviated the extreme cold somewhat. However, deep within the frozen plain it became terrifying—the fierce blizzard blew so strongly that one could barely keep their eyes…
      Fantasy • Science Fiction • icy plains • snow wolves • Wen Luan • Xi'er
    • Chapter 7: The Frigid Silence of Ice Town Cover
      by Cristae Wen Luan was frozen awake. The cold—unimaginably frigid—was like hell itself to him, accustomed as he was to living year-round in a small western town. Instinctively curling up, even before his consciousness fully returned, Wen Luan groped around on the ground for something with which to warm himself. But all his hands encountered was thick accumulated snow. Struggling to fully awaken, the biting wind sliced across his face like knives. In an instant, Wen Luan shrank nearly half his size,…
      Fantasy • Science Fiction • icy plains • moss • warship • Wen Luan
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