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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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How far can you go? (1).

Cain's eyes darted all over the place as he tried to hold the rapidly moving Devils down.

They fought like intelligently rabid animals.

Every part of their body was a weapon, including their treacherous minds. A Devil would not hesitate to lose its arm as long as it could get the job done.

Twisting his sword back, he stabbed through the chest of a Devil that had suddenly appeared behind him. Twisting his neck, he dodged a serated claws aimed at his throat.

However, he wasn't wholly successful, as the claws managed to make deep grooves in his neck.

Retreating a few steps backwards, Cain breathed heavily.

The sweet taste of coppery blood filled his mouth, nearly overwhelming him.

'Fuck.'

He was in a bad state...

He was currently without an arm, and his entire body was filled with all sorts of mild to terrible injuries, each one more life threatening than the other.