EFFORIA WORLD AT WAR
He hasn't had the best life, in fact, some would argue that his life couldn't have been worse, but there's still hope, even for a nihilist. As when an expedition to colonize the moon quickly turns into a disaster, he is swallowed whole by an anomaly and spat out somewhere completely different. Here one can conjure flames with words and summon thunderclouds with a shout, but it's not all fantasia and ecstasy. The world seemed peaceful enough, but as he learns more and more. He realizes everything he sees is a facade, and what's truly underneath is a civilization built on blood and war. In fact, the whole world is in a state of war, fueling the coming of Ragnarök.
Among The Dead and Vengeful
I would be given back control of my body, and as painful as the heat was, I jumped for the blade. I had no idea what it would do, but there must have been some reason, some logic. I'd grab it with my left hand, and as I did, I felt flames surge through my body as it melded with me.
I'd almost go numb form the pain, I couldn't even comprehend it. I'd become limp and fall to the ground, and I would be just in time to watch the mass surpass the wall like a tidal wave. The creature in my view, my hate for it had finally been completed, there was no more reason to trust or believe it, it was the devil himself.