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Established Pinnacle: The Enigma

Support however you like~ This is our discord channel from now on: https://discord.gg/KXk9Chsx (Repost) If that does not work, he is my discord ID: 1081731734799921172 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ True Gods. Endless Divinities. Primordials. The Ancients. The Chaos. The Greater Chaos. The Infinite Realms. Heaven. Hell. The Abyss. Purgatory. The Overvoid. The Greater Worlds. The Origin World. The Prime Verse. The Past, Present, Future. Here. There. Everywhere. Nowhere. "Why is it that, I cannot find any place that I truly belong? And who, or what... exactly am I, as a Mystique?" The young golden hatred boy thought in emptiness. Join our Enigma as he tries to find a place where he could belong, and fit in. While unveiling all the secrets and mysteries related to him, and his family. ** The cover page does not belong to me. Credit goes to the owner. Thank you~ ** ** Check out my other novel, "Humanity's Second Chance". If you're interested in a more stable story, from zero to godly **

Lady_Nine_Tails · Fantasi
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The Desolate Ones

They realized the curse of the Creators and searched for their support to help them break it. But alas, he was no where to be found.

Years kept flashing by, and their descendents only became weaker and weaker, then their descendent's descendents also became weaker through the process.

To a point where, some of their descendants at some point in time, would not even be born as pure Gods, but impure instead. Having a bit of mortality mixed within their blood.

Then ages later, they were born as not Gods at all. Feeling threatened, they created beings of their likeliness, but learning from the creators, they made them far, far weaker.

Far weaker than their present Descendents, who weren't even pure Gods at all. They gave rulership over such weak "Gods" over their Descendents, to avoid them feeling weak and oppressed by the sheer greatness of their ancestors.