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Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

Earth has undergone an odd change. Expanding by millions of times its original size, its population was suddenly split into two halves. On one side, there was a group of technologically advanced humans. But, on the other, a world of cultivation had grown and pospered. The secrets that led to this change have been hidden in the darkness for too long... Until there came a day where a boy born on the Mortal side of the world was found to have the talent to enter the Martial side. Having lost both of his parents to a hidden tide, he chose to leave all that he had known behind and enter this land of danger. What truths would he unveil? What would he learn about what separated the Mortals from the Cultivators? What hidden evils wanted to ensure that his people never rose up and gained power? And how would those evils... deal with him? ---- This list of things I hate is quite long. The first is that I hate to be tested the most. The second is that I hate to be tested the most. The third also happens to be that I hate to be tested the most. The ocean's depths are too shallow, the sun's light too dim, the ground too mundane and the skies too small. For those born of this colorless world to deem themselves worthy of casting judgement on me... I can only say that it's laughable. I am the Nameless Immortal God because even the Heavens themselves are unworthy to name me. Even while I am unaware of my own identity, I will dry the oceans until cracked land is all that is left, I will cast the sun into endless darkness, I will shatter the ground with my feet and sunder the skies with my blade. Am I too arrogant? What right do you have to think that? --- https://discord.gg/awespec

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The issue was that this was a matter of culture. How many from the mortal world could pick up everything and live life in a world filled with slaughter? Maybe only a very few rare minority could. 

Although these kids were born in harsh conditions, relatively speaking, the reality still stood that the weak Legacy Worlds they had lived in couldn't compare to the real martial world. This truth was depressing for them. 

Allura, Sibyl and Kedar hung their heads lowly. They came with such confidence but had greatly disappointed their own expectations. 

Somehow, hearing Dyon blame himself, they only felt worse.

"You all have power within you far exceeding anything many of the martial world could ever imagine. Each and every one of you is talented beyond believe. It's just that you don't believe in yourselves as much as you should.