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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 · Fantasie
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It Is Done

Sango made his way toward the city, walking amidst broken concrete, debris, and frozen ground decorated with blood.

With the steps he takes, the ground he left behind melted into its normal form, following him until he got to the city.

Sango placed his hand on the barrier covering the whole city. He dispersed it by sucking in the energy which he used to maintain the form.

The barrier was removed, and the inside of the city came within view. Sango's first sight was exposure to an incarnate drenched in blood, a sight of a blood bath aftermath.

Standing amid body piles, deformed corpses losing one or two limbs, brutally murdered with claw marks all over their bodies, is Getha, her head facing to the sky while the citizens behind her tremble in fear, cowering their faces away from her.

Avidius maintained his position, standing at the edge of the corpses with a leg hanging beside him.

"Are you done now?". Sango asked, not getting any closer to her.