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Tale of the Holy Grail

When the shone of prophecy spoke the future to Apollo, the world went upside down due to Athena's rage and destruction. Demons from the deepest part of tartarus were created, it plunged Armenia bringing death and malice to this world. The Holy Grail which had been sealed was awakened, a trumpet of chaos that sang of cruelty and destruction made Athena's soul yearn for that power. To stop her evil deeds, the gods and goddesses sealed her away—back to Tartarus, and they founded a school that teaches students how to fight and control their magic, where Aisha had been born. Valarie was a puppet—or so how she thought. That girl was neither a puppet nor a human, she was a mortal whose blood runs from the blessing of a God—she was a demigod as well as an Aisha. She was given a chance to live, where a new life awaits her—is a distance wish. Maximilian is the core president of the Elite Circle, a council of elite students who would rule over them. Who was cursed to live his entire life as an immortal being. The curse of time awaits the destruction of Armenia. It was closer than it can ever be. However, when these two fates collide with each other, a shone of fire ignites the path of hope, and brings to life what was a cold and bloodless fate set upon their destiny. P.S I'd like to credit the artist who made my cover. Thank you very much, Urakumu Aero.

Yuriko_Shirayuki · Fantasía
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Chapter Thirty-Two:

Erika quietly laughed at Lyrica's coldness and she snored. "We can't decide that ourselves, this world has a ruler called: Gods and Goddesses, a new outsider like us has no say or whatever when it comes to deciding if parasites are to be destroyed."

Right, as of now, this world has rulers and Aisha to protect themselves. What can a machine made from a technology help within this world? To make peace? End wars? Lyrica had never thought of that but they aren't just anyone, they are machines made to honor the God of War.

"Of course not." said Lyrica and she laughed. "We are to purge the enemies of our creator."

"Sometimes you say cold things," said Erika and she laughed as she continued to gaze upon the starless skies above them. She snored but not because she was bored, but rather because she felt amazed and amused by how beautiful Armenia is.

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