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Dawn Of Destruction

Before you start reading, remember that this is a work of fantasy and any terminology found is an idea thought of by the author. I have no intention of offending anybody with this book, and if I have so far then I wholeheartedly apologize for that. ... It was a game, that is what it was, or at least that is what it was supposed to be. On the last day of the MMORPG LORDS, a day signifying its ultimate end, the high rankers of the game came together to stage an event, a PVP event to once and for all determine who the greatest player is. As one of the high-rankers, Sango as well participated in the game, getting to the last draw with his opponent. That was his last memory of LORDS, of his comrades and the world known to him as Earth. Awakening his eyes, his vision displayed before him a horrendous scene accompanied by a child monster kin, with a statue of himself versed as incarnate of authority. He was told that he had become a God in this new world, a God hated and feared by all for what he represents. The ones who acknowledged themselves as his followers were brutally murdered, and deemed heretics who were against the laws of the nine Gods. The last surviving follower beseeched unto him for might so that revenge can be claimed on those responsible for the massacre of her tribe. This is a story about a God walking down the path of destruction, staying true to his heritage.

Catastrophy_Y9 · Fantasy
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137 Chs

The End Of A Master Disciple Relationship

Like any other incident that comes and goes regardless of how much damage and panic it brought with it, so is the same with the nonbeliever incident.

It came, did its bidding in the hearts of the people and, at the end of the day, it left them to their fates.

Half a week was all the time it took to have the people resume their daily activities. No, it took them no less than a day and a half.

The half a week was just normal courtesy of the majority surveying the outside, waiting to hear news of anything happening to the minority that had already gone outside.

In less than two weeks, the city had returned to its usual state of rowdiness and hectic parading. But that did not mean the investigation was halted.

Zita was particularly in a very good mood today. The incident she witnessed had soured her mood for some time now.

Finally, her long-awaited moment had come upon her. Just this morning when Zita went to the guild like she usually does.