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So I died and now I'm a Catgirl, I guess

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The young woman woke gasping for air in a hospital bed, unsure as to where she lay or who she was. Not your typical story of amnesia though, memories float on the edges, as if taunting her- being kept from her. With the help of a strange man, she begins her life anew, enrolling in an academy for people who have died and come back from beyond, such as herself. Navigating the unknown both in her own head and around her, will Lynx find herself in a sea of corpses or freeing herself from shackles that she cannot remember the origin of? Heedless of her own struggle, life goes on; and rising tensions between humanity and demon kind cause struggles and skirmishes left and right- will Lynx, a young new demon, decide that there is no place for her in such a struggle as one who has only just BECOME a demon? Or, is she the perfect candidate to step in and attempt to broker peace? https://discord.gg/vSX8PCeEMj PSA; YURI/GxG INVOLVED PSA; COVER IS JUST A PLACEHOLDER OF AN ANIME GIRL NAMED LYNX UNTIL I HAVE MY OWN ART PRODUCED, IT WAS IN MY FILES AS LYNX.JPG
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ARKSTORM

"Was he a man dreaming he was a butterfly? Or a butterfly dreaming he was a man?" For a century, the continent of Laurasia has been a sepulchre of ash. What was once a tranquil expanse of kingdoms and emerald forests is now a Demonic Hell, usurped by the Demon Legion. Skeletons and carcasses are the only harvest in lands where humanity once thrived. Now, the few remaining bastions of mankind flicker like dying embers against an encroaching, eldritch night. In the heart of this chaos, within the high walls of the Capital, lies the Sanctus Sanctum—the supreme echelon of Mageia and the iron fist of the Magis' Guild. Seraph was the Sanctum’s ghost. A lowly orphan whose family was slaughtered by the swarm, he lived as a frail Acomage, bullied to the brink of death by noble-born magis who used "Mageia duels" as a veil for cruelty. After a ruthless assault left him broken and coughing up poisoned blood in a desolate infirmary, the boundaries of the multiverse fractured. A mysterious soul from a dark dimension—ancient, cunning, and lethal—has merged with the dying youth. Two fates, forged into a single, unstoppable entity. Now, the boy who once fled in terror has awakened with eyes that see the hidden truths of the world—one Gold, one Azure. He possesses a knowledge of the Macrocosmic that defies the ancient laws of the Magis' Guild. Seraph is no longer the victim cowering in the shadows. He is the master of a power that even the Demon Legion will come to fear. From the blood-stained halls of the Sanctum to the frontlines of the Great War, he will not just survive. He will become the cataclysm that ends it. The butterfly has awakened from its dream. And it has brought the Storm. (⌐■_■)
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