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Falling Stardust

To protect my family, I became a Devil. To protect my people, I became a God. In Semeria, the war for cultivation resources is as old as time and as constant as the rising and of the sun. Even in the Abandoned Region, where the energy was so poor and polluted that one wouldn’t send their worst enemy there, had endless conflicts for resources. Humans had been living in this nightmare made a reality, fighting over what anyone else on the continent would consider crumbs for millions of years. Enter Xasha, husband, father, patriarch, Genius, artificer, creationist, and leader of the Falling Stardust Trading Company, who learns the truth of the world from three remnant souls he met on a journey. Having learned they had been living like frogs in a well. Humanity reluctantly united under Xasha’s rule and sets off. Determined to rise from their standing and one day ruling the entire continent. Xasha soon realizes their strength, even combined, was the weakest on the continent. To become stronger, they needed better resources. But all the lands had landlords and all the resources had owners. He could not turn back, they could not give up. He had a person to elevate, a family to care for, and a daughter who had a powerful and mysterious entity eyeing her from afar, to protect. In order to achieve any of his goals, any of humanity's goals. Those landlords had to die, their people had to be pillaged, and their lands had to be plundered. He inadvertently fell into the cycle. According to the Laws of cultivation. Law of Cultivation: To cultivate: acquire and retain resources. To acquire resources: plunder and pillage. To retain resources: Leave none Alive.

QingDomCom · Fantasia
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Mantis King

"How? Why? What the fuck? What the Actual Fuck?" Xasha roared at the top of his lungs, sending his voice ricocheting across the giant cavern. In front of him was a giant cavern that extended out for thousands of miles. This place was deep underground, far below the plateau, or even the lake. Yet, somehow. There was a massive city here spread across the entire cavern. 

It was hard to call this place a cavern; it was more like a world of its own. This city had its own sky. It was an artificial sky, but a sky nonetheless, with its own sun and clouds. The world was lit under the light of the sun. Xasha and Ana couldn't believe what they were seeing. A dangerous thought passed through Xasha's mind for a second that he shouldn't have dared to think. 

"Did the Spirit Phantasma do... all this?" There was a diverse city that looked ancient and futuristic at the same time. The city reminded him of the settlement in Lumina or Savana.