Katte Noel - Audiobook Sample - The Time Traveler's Love - Romance
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EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
North American (General) North American (US General American - GenAM)Transcript
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I still remembered how the world looked before the war. No magical explosions, no devastated landscapes, no fighting. It's no suffering, only peaceful everyday existence. People happily chatting on the streets as they want to work. The war had only started five years ago and yet it felt like it had always been there. It was our new reality, but it didn't have to be this way did it. Five years ago, the general of the Orte Vienne Kingdom's army, Damien judson decided that he was fed up with the current political climate of the soul liam continent, continent used to be divided amongst small kingdoms that were at war constantly. Damien was a charismatic leader and when he rebelled against the Orte Vienne king, the army followed him. Soon he became known simply as the destroyer. His goal was to unite the whole so liam continents. But his methods came with so much bloodshed. Finally, it was prophesized that the destroyer would bring about the end of civilization by ripping apart the fabric of magic. Everything will burn the oracle said, until the world turns to ashes and dust. Thus our organization, the Peace springers was founded. We had only one goal to stop the destroyer at all costs. We conceived many plans to prevent the tyrant from destroying the world. Some of them had already failed. While others were still in action today marked my chance to try my best at turning the tide in our favor. I was just finishing buttoning up the old fashioned beige dress I was supposed to wear for my mission. When Rosalind entered my tent, she stood by the entrance quietly watching me paint my lips blood red, which I always did for my assassination missions. It was a ritual of mine, something that made me feel more ready for the task. I knew I was fooling myself. I was made of the wrong stuff to enjoy killing people, and no bloody lipstick would change that fact. Yet so far I had killed 32 targets, important members of the destroyers, army, his supporters and allies.