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Falling Stardust

To protect my family, I became a Devil. To protect my people, I became a God. In Semeria, the war for cultivation resources is as old as time and as constant as the rising and of the sun. Even in the Abandoned Region, where the energy was so poor and polluted that one wouldn’t send their worst enemy there, had endless conflicts for resources. Humans had been living in this nightmare made a reality, fighting over what anyone else on the continent would consider crumbs for millions of years. Enter Xasha, husband, father, patriarch, Genius, artificer, creationist, and leader of the Falling Stardust Trading Company, who learns the truth of the world from three remnant souls he met on a journey. Having learned they had been living like frogs in a well. Humanity reluctantly united under Xasha’s rule and sets off. Determined to rise from their standing and one day ruling the entire continent. Xasha soon realizes their strength, even combined, was the weakest on the continent. To become stronger, they needed better resources. But all the lands had landlords and all the resources had owners. He could not turn back, they could not give up. He had a person to elevate, a family to care for, and a daughter who had a powerful and mysterious entity eyeing her from afar, to protect. In order to achieve any of his goals, any of humanity's goals. Those landlords had to die, their people had to be pillaged, and their lands had to be plundered. He inadvertently fell into the cycle. According to the Laws of cultivation. Law of Cultivation: To cultivate: acquire and retain resources. To acquire resources: plunder and pillage. To retain resources: Leave none Alive.

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Earth Sage

Xasha stood staring at Kan with his mouth agape for a long time. His mouth bobbed up and down as if to speak, but the words refused to come out.

"Stop gaping like a fool!" Kan berated. "Let's hurry and do this before I change my mind."

"How, but why, but... I'm sorry. I was just... what do I have to do?" Xasha finally regained his calm after several failed attempts.

Kan slightly bowed his head, and a magic circle appeared over his forehead. Xasha read the runes spinning inside the magic circle and blanched. Kan was basically signing up to be his slave. Kan could never refuse his orders or take action without his permission. Xasha would have access to Kan's Imperium to use as his own. 

Kan would be reduced to a walking battery to be sucked him dry he pleased. These awful provisions made him want to vomit. Why would such a horrible thing exist, and why would anyone willingly sign up for it?