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Primordial Descent

Before the birth of the world, there existed 6 primordial Aspects, which govern the nature and structure of everything in existence, and the ones who controlled them were none other than the supreme beings... The Primordial ones. However, of these six, there was one who sought to destroy the world and the system in which it operated. The Primordial of the sixth Aspect. This caused a great war in the Heavenly realm, causing the other 5 to rise against him. He was struck down, stripped of his Aspect and ultimately destroyed. Eventually, the world would come to know him as the Evil one, the god of despair... The Demon God. After several centuries and millennia have passed, the feared one has awakened. His rage and wrath unstoppable. Now he must have his vengeance on the 5 Primordials who betrayed him, retrieve his Aspect and destroy the world as he had intended from the beginning. This is the story of Hexarion... The Primordial of the Void, and the one who consumes all. Alternative Title: Primordial Descent. HEX: Aspect Of The Void WPC #204 (Evil Protagonist) Winner Bronze Prize PLEASE JOIN OUR DISCORD!!!  https://discord.gg/nTP43UEphg ALSO, WE NOW HAVE A SUBREDDIT COMMUNITY. Please join to interact more with other readers and the author! https://www.reddit.com/r/Magecrafspellcraft?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share This is to provide better services to you readers, and for a more direct conversation between me as an author, and you as readers. Plus, there are Original Character Designs of the novel characters in the communities. So, please... Hop on the Discord and Subreddit train! Follow me on Instagram: the_magecrafter

Magecrafter · Fantasy
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Nathan's Growth [Pt 1]

 " Well, I'm flattered." I said.

 His face turned to a frown and he swept forward with the thin blade aiming for my head. He was fast but not as fast as the light beams I had deflected earlier, not even close.

 I brought up my doubled edge sword and it was like a burly man next to a petite maiden when our blades clashed. My relic was forged by deities, his I doubt was even made by powerful men and so my sword easily broke his rapier startling him. He lept back but I followed, I raised my sword by my shoulder and brought it down unto his.

 A gash, bright red blood gushed out of the large wound. He wailed and fell to his knees. I pulled away my sword held between his broken bones and blood spurted.

 He cried but it was much too weak to alert anyone nearby.

 I ran forward leaving him and his blood pool. Next I heard were flaps of wings rushing from the two turns connecting to this one.