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God Ash: Remnants of the fallen.

In the realms above, supernatural beings of unfathomable magnificence exist, far beyond mortal comprehension. These divinities wield unimaginable power, capable of obliterating worlds with a mere breath. However, what unfolds when these gods meet their demise? Set in a remote corner of the vast universe, long after the apocalyptic Thousand Millennium War of the Heavenly Beasts and Deities, this tale delves into a forgotten world. Here, the ashes of fallen gods descend upon an insignificant pebble, adrift amidst the cosmic tapestry of space and time. Their impact alters the life of a proud young man, who embraces the abrupt changes thrust upon his world. Refusing to yield to the clutches of fate and karma, he dares to defy the heavens themselves. Will he triumph over an insurmountable destiny, or succumb to fate like gods of unimaginable might did before him? The dreams of a deceased deity and the fate of a dying world hang precariously, hinged upon the future of this young man. He treads upon an endless bridge, forged from the corpses of the fallen. Unlock this epic saga of death, sorrow, war, blood, love, vengeance, and triumph with your own eyes. *** You can also reach out to: Discord:https://discord.com/invite/QQ3vybav Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/invites/contact/?i=9xjl0tq1cs3e&utm_content=qx5nrdu

Demons_and_I · Fantasía
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Gears in Motion.

Vermin come in all shapes and sizes...

Some could be quite large, while others could be small.

Some ate and grazed in the green fields, while others invaded human dwelling to feed off their filth and trash.

Some were beautiful little creatures... And others are simply just pests.

The question, Cain had to ask himself, was at what stage does a regular past stop being a pest, but a problem?

It was strange...

Staring at this huge creature with the mottled fur and disgusting pus leaking from the blisters on its flesh, he was filled with such trepidation and disgust.

However, these feelings didn't come from fear. Instead, they came from the overwhelming urge to kill. Like seeing a nasty, flying bug, and having the urge to smack it into pieces.

That was how he felt.

'I really do hate rodents, huh...'