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RISE OF THE FALLEN

The Fallen ones, Cursed race, The ones who fell, rejected by the world, What names haven't they been given? . In the past, they reigned throughout the world being leaders of the very world that shunned them. The power they had was unexplainable by normal means, their thoughts were inexplicable that no other person could think like that, and they were all around the world. But when they were at their peak, the top leaders mysteriously disappeared causing the fall of their descendants. a war sparked off and their decendants lost making them the slaves of the world. due to their ever-growing strength, the leaders got scared and sent them to a danger zone, the mysterious continent planning to kill them off. Will their choices backfire on them, or would it bring forth a new era for them?

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CHAPTER 1- THE FALLEN ONES

What names haven't they been given? The Fallen ones, the dishonored, cursed by the world, God's fallen chosen, all sorts of names have been given to them.

In the past, they reigned throughout the world being leaders of the very world that shunned them. The power they had was unexplainable by normal means, their thoughts were inexplicable that no other person could think like that, and they were all around the world.

One sudden day those people disappeared, leaving behind their descendants. No one knew what happened one day all of them just mysteriously vanished.

The ones that vanished weren't many, there weren't even up to two hundred of them but just their disappearance caused massive changes around the world.

Some people said they became immortals and left the world, some said they touched upon forbidden knowledge and were punished by god, and some said they were still hiding somewhere in the world planning something just waiting for them to come back.

When people thought of them they shuddered, they remembered their skin like bronze that shined under the sun, their hairs as soft as cotton, and their bodies were so perfect that it seemed they were sculpted by god himself.

They remembered the reign of terror that this had brought to countries and their people and how they ruled with an iron fist. They didn't want it again, not even to think about it.

Not long after wars started, they differentiated themselves with their skin color, the brown, dark brown, and black being descendants of those people and the light-skinned or white starting the revolution.

The revolutioners learned how to use those mysterious powers that made those men strong, martial arts wasn't just martial arts other things were involved.

The descendants lost the war making them the slaves of the world, the revolutioners wanted to study their bodies to know and get clues of how their powers manifested but nothing worked, and finally, they wanted to use them to unlock the technological advancement made by those people. Countless lives were lost in this process but nothing they tried ever seemed to work.

So they left them to work as slaves around the world, years passed and the slaves were getting stronger and stronger the revolutioners were getting scared, so they came together and made a decision.

First to kill all of them that were growing in power quickly, and secondly to dump them in the second continent.

When the second continent was mentioned they all shuddered in fear for even those leaders had died in that continent so it was a danger zone for the whole world.

The descendants were all gathered up and shipped to the other continents, millions of them died in the ocean, and some hid in the first continents living in caves and hiding from the outside world quietly cultivating their strengths.

Some lucky ones reached the continent and died immediately after entering, it was a continent of beasts, there were magic beasts everywhere.

Others survived and quickly hid, they were at the bottom tier in this continent almost anything could kill them it was a hard struggle, finding food, water and a way to live freely.

Years pass in the main continent, the ones high in power changed history, as they said the winners or the survivors are the ones who wrote history. They gave a completely different tale from what happened and spread it around the continents.

In the second continent, the decendants had adapted to their surroundings, they no longer lived in caves or underground, they had finally made their way to the surface but didn't dare to step in the outer ranges of the continents.

They built their tribes very close to the sea as the dangers just at the outer parts of the continent were too much for them to handle.

Their days went on like that, they remembered the hatred they had got those people and spread it to their decendants just so if they ever go back to the continent they would exact revenge.

I just wrote this masterpiece, I was thinking of something else and just let hands lead me and boom this came along.

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