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Chaos-Borne: Ruler of the Power of Chaos

Krios Whiteflame— born of chaos, from the blood of chaos. He was born with a fractured mana core tying him with a life of mediocrity. But through his bloodline run a power that helped him transcend his own adversities — the power of chaos. With a war brewing in the horizon. And enemies stirring after eons of silence. The fate of the world sits upon his shoulders. Will chaos help him restore order? Or will this chaos be the reason of the world’s downfall?

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Tale of the Gods

Krios and Loras entered the massive structure and was immediately impressed by its hollow interior. It was as impressive as it was outside. The marbles were polished, and the interior was magnificent.

The place felt serene, the energy pure. Statues and depictions lined up around the walls of the building, and people were going around all of them.

At the far back of the building, was an enormous, ten meter tall statue of the god Alfeo. He wore a blue robe with golden embroidery. His left hand was reaching down, like he was giving something to someone from below him.

"Let's go to that one right there." Lorad pointed to a painting on the far left.

The two of them started walking towards it and Krios was amazed by how intricate and detailed the painting was.

"That's beautiful." He mumbled.