Game Of Throne: Lord of Nature

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In a dark room, flashes of galaxies and constellations are seen, in this room you see 7 people sitting in front of a giant being dressed in clothes that emulate the sky and the stars, his eyes give off a flash of wisdom, and on his face anger and disappointment to these 7 being angry exclaims

Being: They are fools, their incompetence led a world to disaster, they proclaim themselves gods, but they screwed up their world and when they became Jewish, they ran to another new world to do the same, especially the ancient Gods sacrificed themselves to keep planets running that the world is lost they were supposed to be in balance and nature lost the north a winter abyss of cold, death and ice, women, men and children die of hunger and cold and you are so calm, on the other hand, ancient Valyria exploded by volcanoes that they used as a forge and the almost extinct Dragons not to mention the high dragons, Dorne dried up, the magical beings luckily some are wintering in the sanctuary that the ancients created with their last breath to save, as much as possible the few races that were saved of the cataclysm (Elves about 2000, about 2500 dryads, 50 Salamanders, only 100 Dwarfs, 400 Sirens, and 150 newts, only 1 Cecaelia, 2 ROC, 2 griffins and 2 pegasi)

Damn them (the dwarfs) me they liked shouts being irritated, hard-working and fun a little annoying but the hell they knew how to have fun, the worst thing was all the Beastmen perished with the gods giving their power so that the world did not go down the drain, now only humans reign and almost all the Magics are lost and only the brutal rituals of blood and shadow remain. Demons enslave each other just because they believe they are superior because of their faith or their blood.

Damn even demonic beings are announced as Gods, the damned R'hllor proclaimed himself as a being of light and he is brutal. Shadows filled the gloomy land formerly called the land of life and corrupt everything, Ulthos the last holy bastion sleeps with the said inhabitants.

The seven people trembled in fear before the being that could erase them just by moving his finger slightly, the person with a long beard and a scale hesitates and says my lord it's not our fault we created the world to be fair, the giant being looks at him with a little teasing and answers.

If the world were fair, your faith would leave free practices, it would not impose itself and would seek equity, your faith is corrupt to the point of you being cowards who ran and left all those souls stranded.

An old woman with a lantern replies, sir, it was the humans who corrupted all your greed and desires.

Silence shouts the being they did not guide anyone they created and left lying around using the world as their power battery they incited the imbalance with the Ancients and brought them to an end and consequently to the end of the world and that cannot happen therefore I decree and watch to the galaxies and with a thunderous voice I, THE GOD REGENT AND CREATOR, DECREE IN ALL THE WORLDS I NEED A HERO WHO SHOWS THE VALUE OF NATURE TO REVINDICATE THE SACRIFICES MADE, SO THAT HE CAN SAVE A WORLD FROM CHAOS, immediately afterward the walls full of stars and galaxies throbbed in red showing that there was no adequate hero, being I look at with sorrow is really difficult if I were a warrior there would be thousands but someone blessed by nature is another story.