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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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137 Chs

What She Desires To Hear

Sango and Getha strode down the streets, on their way to the inn.

The passing of a week's days was enough to have the people get used to having two monsters in their presence.

Though not all of them, only a few remained that still had their exhibitionist eyes on the two monsters.

The vibrating incident also passed them by without eyes of doubt on either Sango or Getha. For that, they have Zita to thank.

Ever since then, Sango has made it his usual routine to take a stroll down the streets at least once a day. It was optional, yet Getha decided to join him.

They do nothing but walk, from the inn down to wherever their spirit takes them. And then, they stop and make their way back.

He does not rigorously have a particular reason for sticking to such a habit. He just does it as a way to accustom himself to the surroundings and get to know the daily life of the people.