Realist

Whats up guys! This is my second post today and in this post, I'm gonna talk about a book called Realist. You've never heard of it? Of course you haven't, this book wasn't published, well rather, it was made as a past time hobby.

This is how the first cover looked like.

This book is about a group of people called Realist. Realist are the guardians of Deimty, the cities of the seven clouds. They have the power to make the impossible possible. In that book, Realist strongly desire humans soul force because they live through having humans souls as their source of power. Even though Realist only needed to take humans soul force, the effect it has towards humans are harmful. Although they know the effect their power have towards normal humans, they can't stop or they will die. In this story, there are three types of human, Realist, Fallen, and normal human. Fallen are what Realist calls the Realist that have fallen to the world of Reig, a dark world of demons and devil. This story tells you about how the world would be if its in a fantasy based world where humans fight with each other. How humans survive the attack of the parallel world that has opened its gate to their world.

Lucky for you guys, I feel like showing you some sneak peak of this story.

CHAPTER 1

    In the cold starless night, a man wearing a red robe walked the empty street. The wind caused the hood that covered the man’s face to move slightly, revealing a vicious smile that caused others to suck in cold air when they saw him. With a wave of his hand, the peaceful sky shattered like broken glass tossing the world into chaos. Everything happened in the blink of an eye, now there’s no more peace, only chaos. The man looked at the chaotic sight with a smile decorating his face; he walked the street joyfully while the buildings around him exploded. He couldn’t contain his laughter as he laughed wickedly seeing the scene in front of him.  The man danced happily on the street that was dyed red with blood and pieces of what used to be humans scattering everywhere. “Haha! Finally! The preparation is finally completed! Lord Zeixther! I offer you this beautiful sacrifice! Bestow upon me the power to destroy the seven clouds of Asgard!” The man began to shout as weird symbols that covered his entire body slowly shone with bright light. “Haha, with the sacrifice of a thousand lives, grant me the power to destroy my enemy! Activate, seven cycle of endless death. “

    Blood gushed out from every corner of the man’s body. With a shout of his voice, the entire city shines with a bright blue light. If one were to look from afar, the light that swallowed the city followed a certain path which, in the end creates a huge magic circle.

Want more? I can give it to you. If you guys want to know more of this story just comment below and I'll see if there's at least one person asking, I might just put more of the story. Thanks for reading and now I'm going out to get something. See ya later, goodbye and good day.