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    • Chapter 6: The Axe Cover
      by Bastian Tito For all the strange years Wiro Saksana had spent on the peak of Mount Gede with his eccentric master, never once had he heard Eyang Sinto Gendeng sing. But that day, under the sharp sky and wind-whipped silence, she sang—and the words stirred something deep within him. The tune was off-key, the voice aged and quivering, but the lyrics carved their way into Wiro’s heart like the tip of a dagger. "Seventeen years have passed," she sang. "And the mountaintop remains the same. The sky is still blue.…
      Action • Adventure • Comedy • Fantasy • Wuxia
    • Chapter 5: Seventeen Years Till Vengeance Cover
      by Bastian Tito It was almost unbelievable. At the blistering peak of Mount Gede—a place thought to be lifeless and abandoned—echoed the peals of human laughter. Sharp, shrill bursts rang through the air, sometimes replaced by fierce scolding, then again by a wild, loud and boisterous laugh. Clearly, two people were atop the mountain that scorching noon—locked in a duel of terrifying power. A duel… of laughter? One of them was a shriveled, black-skinned old woman in all-black robes. Her skin clung to her…
      Action • Adventure • Comedy • Wuxia
    • Chapter 4: A Visit To Ki Tanu Cover
      by S.H. Mintardja Suddenly, they halted. A rustle in the underbrush caught their ears. Sedayu’s already shrinking courage nearly vanished. In a trembling whisper, he asked, "Brother, did you hear something?" Untara nodded. But he could not act. His body was too weak. All he could do was surrender himself to the mercy of fate. Then Untara lifted his head. "That’s no human step," he murmured. "Nor a prowling beast. Did you hear it? A horse neighing?" "Yes," Sedayu breathed. Untara whistled, sharp and clear.…
    • Chapter 2: The Coward and The Warrior Cover
      by S.H. Mintardja “Untara…” the young man muttered under his breath. He asked nothing more, but an odd sensation stirred in his chest. He had once fought beside his comrades against Pajang soldiers led by none other than Untara himself. How he had admired that mighty warrior from afar! And now, that very man stood before him. His heart trembled. Yet still, he had to fight. With his three companions by his side, surely they could fell even such a revered man. Untara understood well: his foes meant to kill him and…
    • Chapter 1: The Night Mission Cover
      by S.H. Mintardja Thunder cracked across the heavens, shaking the slopes of Mount Merapi with each deafening roar. Rain poured in torrents, drenching the earth as if the sky itself had split apart. Within a humble hut, Agung Sedayu shivered upon a bamboo platform. His face was pale, his body trembling—not only from the cold, but from the dread that hung thick in the air. "I must go," came the quiet but resolute voice of his elder brother, Untara. Sedayu raised his head, his voice quivering. "Please, don’t go…
    • The Eternal Flames of Menoreh Cover
      by S.H. Mintardja In a land torn by war and betrayal, a silent fire burns beneath the forested hills…
      Action • Adventure • Martial Arts • Wuxia
    • Chapter 3: The Green Centipede Strike Cover
      by Bastian Tito Mahesa Birawa—also known as Suranyali—snapped his eyes open from his shallow sleep the moment he heard the pounding of horse hooves entering the courtyard. He rose swiftly and strode to the front door. His wide-open eyes now bulged in shock. He leapt down to the ground. “What happened to you two?!” he bellowed. The question was almost a roar. The two horses came to a stop. The riders, Kalingundil and Saksoko, dismounted slowly. Their bodies were full of blood. Both of their faces were deathly…
    • Chapter 2: The Old Man Cover
      by Bastian Tito They both pulled their horses to a stop before an old man who was pulling weeds in the yard. Without dismounting, Kalingundil barked harshly, "Is this Ranaweleng’s house?!" The old man slowly standing, it was clear that his body was short and hunched. He tilted his head up and pushed back the bamboo hat that covered his brow to see who had spoken to him. He didn’t answer right away, instead casting a glance at Saksoko, who sat atop his horse to Kalingundil’s right. “Stupid old fool!”…
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