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Reject Humanity, Return to Monke

Ordinary day, ordinary life, that is until, I found myself getting stabbed to death by my fellow student for reasons unknown to me. Then some kind of holographic window prompting me to reincarnate appeared while I was busy drifting through the infinite darkness of the void. Of course, I pressed yes, it’s boring here, then found myself to be a dungeon master… As a fucking monkey no less…

IAmGuavaFruit · Fantasy
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Monke and a bit of Exposition

"So, to recap: The Rejected, going by Sui Generis, wish to maintain order within the world, but are struggling due to a lack of support. The Purists are racists and only want humans to prosper. The Syndicate only cares for their own well-being. And lastly, The Reclused are diviners that want to circumvent any world-ending threat their prophecies may behold."

"That's pretty much the summary of it, yes." Darstix confirmed it with a nod.

"A question, then. Why aren't your faction and the Reclused merged? From what you explain, it seems that your two groups have entirely the same goal." I asked while sipping on a mug of coffee.