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Dawn Of Destruction

Before you start reading, remember that this is a work of fantasy and any terminology found is an idea thought of by the author. I have no intention of offending anybody with this book, and if I have so far then I wholeheartedly apologize for that. ... It was a game, that is what it was, or at least that is what it was supposed to be. On the last day of the MMORPG LORDS, a day signifying its ultimate end, the high rankers of the game came together to stage an event, a PVP event to once and for all determine who the greatest player is. As one of the high-rankers, Sango as well participated in the game, getting to the last draw with his opponent. That was his last memory of LORDS, of his comrades and the world known to him as Earth. Awakening his eyes, his vision displayed before him a horrendous scene accompanied by a child monster kin, with a statue of himself versed as incarnate of authority. He was told that he had become a God in this new world, a God hated and feared by all for what he represents. The ones who acknowledged themselves as his followers were brutally murdered, and deemed heretics who were against the laws of the nine Gods. The last surviving follower beseeched unto him for might so that revenge can be claimed on those responsible for the massacre of her tribe. This is a story about a God walking down the path of destruction, staying true to his heritage.

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A Slave To Fear

What he wanted was to take a walk with his disciple. What he got is a royal parade not of respect or admiration but of scornful gazes.

Getha walked delicately by Sango's side, doing her best to not outwalk his ridiculously sluggish steps. At first, she had walked behind him, until Sango told her to walk side by side with him.

"Master, is there something worrying you".

Sango has always had an expressionless face, and only in certain conditions does his expression render him readable, just like now.

He looks deep in thought with a lot of worries wandering through his thoughts.

"A year". Sango said in a whisper that only got to the ears of Getha.

She did not know what he meant by it or what sort of response should be given.

"Should we go someplace quieter?".