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Rex Mortis

CameronWalker
Cat's life wasn't your typical one; she was far from your typical person, but even she couldn't predict what would happen to her one fateful night that would change her life forever. The night where she would have a chance encounter with the living embodiment of her destiny and stumble upon the Plague Doctor at work. The Plague Doctor; killer, vigilante, her hero. A costumed phantom that stalked the streets bringing punishment and death to those who would harm the innocent. A righteous crusade to cure the sick and diseased city of the plague of predators, murderers and scum that infested its streets, rotting it from the inside out. A physician of death whose cure came at the tip of a blade or the barrel of a gun. This random chance encounter marks a new beginning in both their lives and the mission he is determined to see fulfilled. Their meeting setting off a chain of events that will test them both to their very core, emotionally, physically, mentally and spiritually as the quest to cleanse the city becomes a team effort. One full of blood, death, violence, desire and oh so much fun!
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The Infinite Weave

Reality is not solid. It is interpreted. Across existence stretch invisible Threads that bind together time, memory, causality, fate, and countless unseen laws. Most beings live and die without ever perceiving them. But some awaken. Those who perceive the Threads begin touching the deeper structure of reality itself. Some become Regressors—beings capable of moving through fractured sequences of time. Others ascend further, becoming Concept Users, individuals whose understanding allows reality to partially accept their interpretation of existence. The strongest are feared not for power alone, but because the world itself begins agreeing with them. Above all stand the Seven Thrones: Life. Death. Order. Chaos. Void. Probability. Perfection. They are not rulers. They are the laws by which reality stabilizes itself. But stability is not the same as truth. When Eryndor survives a regression event that should have erased him, he becomes something reality cannot properly define. Not yet a Concept User. Not yet a monster. But an inconsistency. As hidden wars unfold between the Imperium, ancient dragons, Concept bearers, and forces that exist beneath interpretation itself, Eryndor begins uncovering fragments of a forgotten existence erased from reality long ago. And buried within those fragments lies something impossible: Origin. The point from which meaning itself begins. If the Thrones are the laws of existence— then Origin may be the place those laws were first written. And if reality discovers what Eryndor is becoming— it may decide he was never meant to exist at all.
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