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#WEAKTOSTRONG
#DARK
#SUPERPOWERS
#OVERPOWERED
#CULTIVATION
#WEREWOLF
#VAMPIRE
#BEAST TAMING

Cosmogony

Been an orphan in a world where talent, ability, laws and different race exist, where strength and power rule everything, the strong rule the weak, how is a Dio caelus going to survive in this world alone with the trashiest of trash garbage talent, a none awakener, follow Dio as he climb to the top. Moro who had his eyes shut in the library meditating suddenly sprang his eyes open gazing into the distance with confused look on his face "why is the universe announcing the birth of a true god, how? no one has ever been able to ascend to a level the universe recognize them as true God for ages talk more of a primordial true god" his confusion kept increasing thinking about the possibility of it happening now "the universe only announce it as a real God has been born" same thing is going on in different area on god plane from false gods all the way to the top had a confused expression, questioning themselves and anyone closed by for answer Author note: this is my first work, it a little bumpy at the beginning but it get better as it move on. do bear with me and encouraged my work. I appreciate. sometime my spellings and typing may be off but I apologize in advance, I will take time out to correct them, do support and leave comments to help make this book better than you

umukoro_prosper · 幻想
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233 Chs
#WEAKTOSTRONG
#DARK
#SUPERPOWERS
#OVERPOWERED
#CULTIVATION
#WEREWOLF
#VAMPIRE
#BEAST TAMING

from one chaos to another

"AN ANCIENT GOD HAS BEEN BORN"

Finally he settled down, his figure dropping back to the ground, the first thing he did was picked up his great sword by the side of his throne before scanning the presence before him, when his eyes fell on me and sunny he crown fave a light buz as if communicating with him

His stearn expression began to loosen more the buzz linger till it was completely gone, his view had taken a complete 369 from the cold hearted figure that had just rising, to a kind heart gentle man, just the gentlean kindness is a bit cold

Like I had said before, those two sentient dwell with the crown, the crown carries their consciousness and will, in return the crow had his own mind, slowly he walked down the stair elevating his throne, stopping in front of me