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Spiritus Cheetah

Cruentis
"Even though I am the Spiritus Cheetah, I can still be killed, Lucian. No matter how fast I am, a bullet is faster." Most children fear the dark; at five years old, Alessia Lyra Vicenzo stepped into it to claim her legacy. Motivated by her mother's death, she didn't just join the Mafia she became the shadow. Guided by her father's three watchwords-"Pain is for the weak, kindness is for those seeking death and you fight till you defeat all."-she spent her childhood becoming a weapon the Mafia could never control. She didn't stay to be a pawn. She left for Canada to become who they never saw coming: a genius surgeon with hands that hold the power of life and death. But when she returned to Italy, the shadows finally caught up to her father. In his final moments, Alessia reached into his pocket and pulled out a single note: with a instruction to find Valerius Lucian Moretti. The Ghost is watching. Valerius was her father's most trusted advisor before he left to protect his sister. He was given one command: If the shadows catch up to me, work with the Spiritus Cheetah. He expected a scarred mercenary-a killer with a grudge. He never realized the "Cheetah" was the same blood of the man he left behind to protect his sister. Alessia has spent her life resenting the word "love," viewing it as a weakness in a world of blood. To Lucian, she is Mon Amour. To her, he is just a distraction. But together, they might be the most dangerous thing Italy has ever seen. One mistake at Sotto L'etna has shattered years of secrets. Now, the surgery is over. Now, they perform the autopsy. Join me in this ride of gunshots, love and so much more . Follow me and dive in. Stay Lethal, --Cruentis.
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Gods of Pangaeos

In the mist before GENESIS, Fate and Chance and Others cast tolls upon their names, while the chalice did burn and churn whose crown should be. And he that won strode through the mist unto YOD-VAV-HEH and cried: “Lo, wake upon the mist and create the heavens and the earth and make gods for me, for I have won over the crown and thy mist is mine to rule.” And so as the cry was heard Fate and Chance and Others bowed, But whether it was Fate or Chance or Another that won the cast of the tolls before GENESIS—none-knoweth. .............................................................. Welcome to Gods of Pangaeos. ​This work is a reimagining of the creation myth, written as a stylistic marriage between the liturgical structure of Genesis and the high-fantasy, rhythmic prose of Lord Dunsany’s The Gods of Pegāna. ​In this world, the Creator is a sleeper, and the world we know is merely a "Game" played by smaller, whimsical deities during His slumber. You will find echoes of our own earth’s deep past—Pangaea, Panthalassa, and Gondwana—woven into a tapestry of myth and "The Word." ​A Note on Style: The text uses archaic phrasing and repetitive structures to mimic ancient holy books. If the gods seem cruel or indifferent, remember: to them, we are but the pieces on a board. ​I hope you enjoy the "Game." ​Art Disclaimer ​Cover Illustration: "MANA-YOOD-SUSHAI" by Sidney Sime (1906). ​ ​Note on the Artwork: The illustration used for this cover is a masterpiece by Sidney Sime, originally created for Lord Dunsany’s The Gods of Pegāna. As this artwork was published over 100 years ago, it resides in the Public Domain. ​While the image originally depicted the deity Mana-Yood-Sushai, it has been chosen for this work to represent the Great Stillness of YOD-VAV-HEH. I use this art as a tribute to the golden age of mythic illustration that inspired the tone of Gods of Pangaeos.
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