LOGINOne moment he had just read the strangest book he had ever come across, the next he was stumbling into the world of that same book. Now Mars is trapped in a fantasy world as a nobody, and the gorgeous, cruel Crown Prince who just kidnapped him thinks he's a spy. Keith Elarion's solution? Keep Mars under his personal, infuriatingly attractive supervision. Mars’s plan is simple- survive, avoid the plot, and find a way home. But the prince is nothing like the two-dimensional villain from the book. Keith is all intense green eyes and confusing, rough kindness, and he’s decided Mars is his to keep. When Mars accidentally unleashes a power he should not possess, he becomes the key to a conspiracy that runs deeper than the novel ever revealed. His meddling changes everything, accelerating a plot that was supposed to take years. To top it off, a cryptic bird-god just told Mars he's not just a lost college student. He's the son of the goddess who made this world. To save Keith, stop a divine war, and maybe finally kiss the man he falls hopelessly in love with, Mars has to do the one thing the book never planned for: he has to rewrite fate itself.
View MoreThey advanced cautiously, their footsteps echoing in the immense silence. But as they neared the throne, the atmosphere shifted violently. Mira cried out, collapsing to her knees as a wave of pure Khaos washed over her. She fought back, casting a weak healing glow over herself, and turned to Mars. "Mars!" she exclaimed in horror. He was writhing on the floor, a dark, sentient fog pouring from behind the throne and coiling around him, wrapping him in a suffocating, shifting cocoon. Mira dared not approach, the corrupting energy too potent. "Arghhh!" Mars felt his very cells resonating with the fog, a painful, invasive symphony. With sheer grit, he forced himself to one knee, the dark mist adjusting to his movement. He thrust out a hand, and an ice vortex erupted, not repelling the fog, but absorbing it, the black energy merging with his glacial power. "Crap… I really can't be fainting now," he cursed, his breath becoming labored, though not as badly as before. As he foug
Iris had finally arrived, she jumped off her horse and ran to her brother. "You have never called me for help before... is the matter that serious?" She asked, Keith pointed at the closed door and Mira led her in. Mars was still unconscious, though stable. Iris studied his still form confused and then turned to her elder brother, "is this the emergency?" He nodded. "The boy?" He nodded again, "what exactly is the emergency? He's just alseep," she said, even more confused. It had been so long since she had seen her brother seem so scared, she hadn't seen his expression, but for some reason, she could feel it in the letter. "That's the thing, he has been asleep for over a day now. He had Khaos poisoning and suddenly went beserk before passing out," Keith explained, leaving out the part about the goddess and his energy stage. Iris furrowed her brows thinking about it, "we have to wait for him to wake up, then I can run some tests on him," she concluded. ♡♡
Keith crouched beside him and the young man looked up. His eyes puffy and cheeks red, he sniffled as he said, "I… I want to go back home." "Don't worry, I'll take you home," Keith said, not understanding what he was talking about and not really knowing how to comfort a person. But he would, atleast, help him find his way to this 'home'. "Even I don't know how to go home and time moves so fast here. If I go back, so much might happen… I don't want to leave you alone," he rambled, delirious and scared. He clearly wasn't aware of what he was saying. Keith stared at him, surprised at his words. Keith frowned, wiping the tears from his cold cheeks. "What are you talking about?" "Last time, I was only gone for a week, yet two months passed here. I don't want to leave you alone," again, Mars repeated those words and cried all over again. Keith knew now was not the time for an inquisition, all he got from this messy conversation was that Mars was from somewhere else ent
In the snowy desert of his subconscious- his Aethyr space, it was fading, reverting to barren emptiness. The childlike goddess appeared, sighing and shaking her head, "I knew it would come to this, sooner or later," She snapped her fingers. The blizzard returned, but with it came something dark and menacing, "I wanted to wait until he was fully ready, but I can't have him die now, can I?" With a giggle, she let a black fog swallow the sky, turning the sun a bloody red and the world became unbearably, painfully cold. In the cavern, Mars’s eyes flew open, hissing as the light stung his eyes. A thin, crystalline layer of ice sheathed his hands and legs, and cold steam emanated from his body as he slowly, painfully, rose to his feet. Unis, startled, tried to kick him down and stab him again, but Mars willed two swords into existence. One of pure, diamond-like white ice, the other of night-black ice wreathed in crackling Khaos energy. The mindless shifters recoiled,
"Uh..." Mars checked his hands for any burn marks, but his skin was unblemished. He was dressed in the jeans and t-shirt he’d worn before the strange incident that sent him to the book's world. "What is going on?" he frowned, running a hand through his hair- his normal, shoulder-length mop of bl
He gasped, jolted back to his surroundings. The stone in his hand was now ice-cold, a layer of frost crystallizing on its surface. Then, just as suddenly, it thawed, beading with condensation before dripping onto the laboratory floor. A faint, shimmering mist of ice crystals hung in the air around h
"Oh…" his mind reeled at this new, unforeseen variable in his already chaotic life.The runes along the sword's hilt, which only glowed when their a magic user held it, flickered to life with a soft, golden light. He couldn't wield it, of course, but the sword itself recognized the Aethyr flowing th
This wasn't in the script, there wasn't supposed to be a fight scene now. Infact, a lot of things had been going off script, was his presence somehow affecting the story? The three warriors drew their swords in unison. Mars rushed to the door, ushering the frightened girls, who had come out at t
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