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Dawn Of Destruction

Before you start reading, remember that this is a work of fantasy and any terminology found is an idea thought of by the author. I have no intention of offending anybody with this book, and if I have so far then I wholeheartedly apologize for that. ... It was a game, that is what it was, or at least that is what it was supposed to be. On the last day of the MMORPG LORDS, a day signifying its ultimate end, the high rankers of the game came together to stage an event, a PVP event to once and for all determine who the greatest player is. As one of the high-rankers, Sango as well participated in the game, getting to the last draw with his opponent. That was his last memory of LORDS, of his comrades and the world known to him as Earth. Awakening his eyes, his vision displayed before him a horrendous scene accompanied by a child monster kin, with a statue of himself versed as incarnate of authority. He was told that he had become a God in this new world, a God hated and feared by all for what he represents. The ones who acknowledged themselves as his followers were brutally murdered, and deemed heretics who were against the laws of the nine Gods. The last surviving follower beseeched unto him for might so that revenge can be claimed on those responsible for the massacre of her tribe. This is a story about a God walking down the path of destruction, staying true to his heritage.

Catastrophy_Y9 · Fantasia
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"I am sorry. You were both moving too fast for my eyes to follow".

Even though she knew how disappointed Sango would be in her, Getha still resolved herself to telling him the truth.

Letting him know how lacking she is would allow him to grind her harder in her combat studies rather than just lying to him and get herself to continue lacking behind.

He might have also known that she wouldn't be able to see the movements and yet still asked her because he wanted to hear what response she would give.

"It's okay. Awareness of your limitation is a skill in of itself. You will be able to observe your opponent better to know when you should and when you shouldn't run, unlike this one right here".

With his palm tied around Zita's neck, Sango lifted her up with it, making it so that her feet does not touch the ground and her head is hanging above his.

"Before I kill you, I need you to answer some questions for me".