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Empire of Souls

"Gods? Magic? Fantasy? Nonsense." An-Namrud never cared for any of those things. All that mattered was his work. The Tower of Babel. This would prove it to everyone... that gods do not exist. Until one day, it all came crashing down. His world destroyed, and his soul trapped in a never ending cycle of reincarnation. After countless cycles, he finally escaped with only the thoughts of revenge against those who had cursed him with this fate. Been away for a long time, but I am trying to make a come back to writing. Please be patient and continue to support me as I start writing again. I will try to update at least 1 chapter a week for now with more if I can.

Keriv136 · Fantasy
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False Demigods (4)

"Only false gods, nothing more. You are deluding yourselves if you think that will save you. I have come for one purpose alone, to devour all of you. You shall become my strength and your lives shall serve a greater purpose."

The voices sneered, "Hmph, even if you defeated our vessel, so what? What can you do to us? This is our sanctuary."

"Is that truly what you believe? That I can't do anything to you? Hahahaha! All I hear is the barking of fools knowing not, that their demise is right before their eyes. Don't believe me? Then I shall show you. If you had been determined to fight me with everything you had, then perhaps you would have stood a chance. But you were unwilling! You didn't wish to waste all the many years of accumulation of divinity from your worshipers, and so you allowed your vessel to be destroyed after only tasting a morsel of my strength. That was your biggest mistake. Now, fade into oblivion!"